But my work was fixed, so I took horse soon after preaching and rode to a village called Bottishamlode, seven miles from Cambridge. Here a large congregation was soon assembled, and I had no sooner named my text,' When they had nothing to pay, he frankly forgave them both,' than a murmur ran through the whole people, and many of them were in tears. This concern increased as I went on, so that none appeared to be unmoved. One just by me cried with a bitter cry, but in a short time she shouted for joy. So did several others, so that it was not easy to tell whether more were wounded or comforted. Hence we rode to Lakenheath and passed a comfortable night.
John Wesley's Journal 11th January 1762.