<h2>CHAPTER XXXI.</h2>
<div class="blockquot"><p>Back in London.—Mr. John and Mr. Charles go visiting.—Too much
for one.—Talking matters over.—The first Methodist Conference.—No
time to be in a hurry.—What early rising can do.—First tract
distributors.—A big district.—Boarding schools 150 years ago.—Dreadful
rules.</p>
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<div class='unindent'><br/>E have been travelling all over England
with Mr. Wesley, now I think we must
go back to London with him. The
society there was still the largest in the
country: in the year I am writing about (1744),
they had one thousand nine hundred and fifty
members. Mr. Wesley very much wished to visit
every one of these members, and asked his brother
Charles to go with him. They started their visiting
at six o'clock every morning, and did not leave off
till six o'clock at night.</div>
<p>Six o'clock a.m. seems a funny time to call and
see any one, does it not? But you see people used
to get up at four or five in the morning in those days,<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_135" id="Page_135">[135]</SPAN></span>
and used to go to bed at eight, so it was not really
such a funny time as it seems.</p>
<p>Though Mr. John and Mr. Charles started so
early and worked so late, it took them a long, long
time to visit all those 1950 members, and when they
had finished, Mr. Wesley realised for the first time
how his work had grown. He saw it was impossible,
even with his brother's help, to manage all the
preachers and all the members scattered over the
country, when even the work in London was more
than he could undertake alone. He thought about
this a great deal, and then he asked four clergymen
and four of his helpers, or what we should call local
preachers, to meet him and his brother at the Foundry,
to talk things over and decide what ought to be
done. These gentlemen accepted his invitation, and
there, on that eventful Monday in June, 1744, the
first Methodist Conference met; and from that
time up to the present, no year has passed but
Methodist preachers and helpers have gathered
together to make plans and talk business.</p>
<p>I am sure you must all have heard of the Wesleyan
Methodist Conference, which is now held every July
or August in some one or other of the large towns
of England. This first conference was opened with
solemn prayer and a sermon by Mr. Charles Wesley;
then all the difficulties of the work were talked over,
and arrangements made for the future. Mr. John
Wesley presided, and for forty-six years after, at every<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_136" id="Page_136">[136]</SPAN></span>
conference, their beloved leader and head took the
chair at this annual gathering.</p>
<p>You will think that what with travelling and
preaching, and looking after his helpers, and visiting
the members, Mr. Wesley could not find time for
much else. But it is always the busiest people who
have the most time. As I told you before, Mr.
Wesley began his days very early, getting up at four
o'clock; and by doing this every morning for sixty
years, he managed not only to preach, and read, and
visit, but also to write a great many books, and
thousands of tracts—one of his books was called
"Lessons for Children." Many of the tracts were
about swearing and Sabbath-breaking, and printed on
the outside were the words, "Not to be sold, but
given away"; and he and his preachers used to
carry them in their pockets and give them to the
people they passed on the roads.</p>
<p>Another reason why Mr. Wesley had more time
than most people was, because he</p>
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NEVER WASTED A MINUTE,<br/></div>
<div class='unindent'>and though he did so much work, he was <i>never in
a hurry</i>. He used to say, "I have no time to be in
a hurry." Hurry you know does not always mean
speed; when things are done in a hurry they are
often only half done, and have to be done all over
again.</div>
<p>You remember how the miners at Kingswood<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_137" id="Page_137">[137]</SPAN></span>
collected money and built a school for their children.
Well, about ten years afterwards, another school was
built at Kingswood for the children of the travelling
preachers. These preachers had not much time to
look after their families themselves, being so much
away from home, and they wanted their boys and
girls to be taught to read their Bibles and to learn
to love Jesus. They had some dreadfully strict rules
at this boarding school, which my readers would not
have liked at all, and which I am afraid the children
there did not like either, for I have heard that some
of the boys ran away. They had to go to bed every
night at eight o'clock, and what was worse, get up every
morning at four. Then every little boy and girl, unless
they were poorly, had to fast every Friday, that is,
they were not allowed to have anything to eat all
day until three o'clock. But I had better not tell you
any more of these dreadful rules, only you may be
very thankful that you are living in these days, when
you have much better times than the boys and girls
who lived 150 years ago.</p>
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