About this time mighty wonders were wrought by the Holy Ghost. A revival broke out which swayed the people through several Circuits with extraordinary power. There had been much prayer and much general preparedness, but the approach of pestilence brought things to a point. A few fatal cases occurred at Illogan, Redruth, and Camborne. The dread name of cholera seemed to awake the people like the trumpet of doom. Anxiety became deep and general. In many places, such numbers flocked at all hours to the chapels, that their doors could not be closed for days together. The Rev. Robert Bond writes: "One great momentous concern seemed to pervade the mass of the people.
One intense agonizing inquiry was heard in every direction, ' What must I do to be saved?' Domestic engagements and worldly business seemed suspended until the great question of salvation was settled. An awful circumstance occurred in Redruth on Monday, September 3rd. A young man was being borne to burial: a spirited horse ridden by Lady Bassett's groom, scared by some unknown cause, dashed unmanageably among the mourners, leapt over the coffin, and killed the bereaved father dead on the spot. This death in the street, so sudden, so terrible, filled the town with tears. The chapel was resorted to by a multitude; nor could it be closed the livelong night. The day appointed by Connexional authority for special fasting, humiliation, and prayer was memorable. Though market-day at Redruth, yet one thousand people bent their knees at every meeting; while at night not less than two thousand crowded in to hear the Word."
From ‘The Life of the Rev Thomas Collins, by Samuel Coley, p303.