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is worth while submitting to some inconvenience. In 
the afternoon I walked up to Tottenham Court Road, 
and looked up the chapel built by Whitfield, the 
scene of his useful labors in London. If you read, as 
I think you did, Philip’s “ Life of Whitfield,” you 
must take some interest in this place! I found the 
chapel a large but outlandish building, with an in- 
scription over one of the entrances, stating that the 
building was erected by George Whitfield. Within 
is a tablet to the memory of Mrs. Whitfield, who is 
buried here, and a monumental inscription to Whit- 
field himself (which I regret I did not copy), mention- 
ing the date of his death at Newburyport, near Boston. 
The preacher this afternoon (for I believe there is 
more than one who officiates here) was the Rev. Mr. 
Wight, who gave an impressive, practical sermon from 
the concluding clause of the last verse of Romans viii. : 
“* The love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” 
It was, I think, rather above his audience, which I am 
sorry to say was exceedingly small. Indeed I hope it 
is generally better filled, but I should not have ex- 
pected so great a falling off in the attendance of plain 
unfashionable people in the afternoon. These Whit- 
fieldians are, one would think, farther separated from 
the Established Church than Wesleyans (which was 
certainly not the case in Whitfield’s time, who refused 
to take any steps to establish a sect apart from the 
Church of England) ; for in the Wesleyan chapel I at- 
tended the liturgy was read, but here we had none 
of it. Only last summer I read a biography of Whit- 
field with much attention ; and it was very interesting 
to worship in this chapel of his. It recalls more in- 
teresting associations than Westminster Abbey or any 
1 Pulled down in 1891. 
