CHAPTER IX.

A Visit to the Southern Counties Which Ends in Launceston Jail

1655-1656.

It came upon me about this time from the Lord to write a short paper

and send it forth as an exhortation and warning to the Pope, and to

all kings and rulers in Europe.

Besides this I was moved to write a letter to the Protector (so

called) to warn him of the mighty work the Lord hath to do in

the nations, and the shaking of them; and to beware of his own

wit, craft, subtilty, and policy, and of seeking any by-ends to

himself.[79]

[79] This paper to the Protector was published in 1656. The

paper mentioned just before was "A Warning from the Lord to

the Pope and to all his Train of Idolatries." Published "at

the Black-Spread Eagle" in 1656. He wrote many more letters at

this period. Among them was a long letter to all professors of

Christianity. Here is a characteristic passage from it:

"Let us be glad, and rejoice for ever! Singleness of heart is

come; pureness of heart is come; joy and gladness is come. The

glorious God is exalting Himself; Truth hath been talked of, but

now it is possessed. Christ hath been talked of; but now He is

come and possessed. The glory hath been talked of; but now it

is possessed, and the glory of man is defacing. The Son of God

hath been talked of; but now He is come, and hath given us an

understanding. Unity hath been talked of; but now it is come.

Virgins have been talked of; but now they are come with oil in

their lamps."

I travelled till I came to Reading, where I found a few that were

convinced of the way of the Lord. I stayed till the First-day, and

had a meeting in George Lamboll's orchard; and a great part of the

town came to it. A glorious meeting it proved; great convincement

there was, and the people were mightily satisfied. Thither came two

of Judge Fell's daughters to me, and George Bishop, of Bristol, with

his sword by his side, for he was a captain.

After the meeting many Baptists and Ranters came privately, reasoning

and discoursing; but the Lord's power came over them. The Ranters

pleaded that God made the devil. I denied it, and told them I was

come into the power of God, the seed Christ, which was before the

devil was, and bruised his head; and he became a devil by going out

of truth; and so became a murderer and a destroyer. I showed them

that God did not make him a devil; for God is a God of truth, and

made all things good, and blessed them; but God did not bless the

devil. And the devil is bad, and was a liar and a murderer from the

beginning, and spoke of himself, and not from God.

So the Truth stopped and bound them, and came over all the highest

notions in the nation, and confounded them. For by the power of the

Lord I was manifest, and sought to be made manifest to the Spirit

of God in all, that by it they might be turned to God; as many were

turned to the Lord Jesus Christ by the Holy Spirit, and were come to

sit under His teaching.

After this I passed to London, where I stayed awhile, and had large

meetings; then went into Essex, and came to Cogshall, where was a

meeting of about two thousand people, as it was judged, which lasted

several hours, and a glorious meeting it was. The Word of life was

freely declared, and people were turned to the Lord Jesus Christ

their Teacher and Saviour, the Way, the Truth, and the Life.

On the Sixth-day I had a large meeting near Colchester, to which

many professors and the Independent teachers came. After I had done

speaking, and was stepped down from the place on which I stood,

one of the Independent teachers began to make a jangling; which

Amor Stoddart perceiving, said, "Stand up again, George"; for I was

going away, and did not at first hear them. But when I heard the

Independent, I stood up again, and after awhile the Lord's power came

over him and his company; they were confounded and the Lord's Truth

went over all. A great flock of sheep hath the Lord in that country,

that feed in His pastures of life.

On the First-day following we had a very large meeting not far from

Colchester, wherein the Lord's power was eminently manifested, and

the people were very well satisfied; for, being turned to the Lord

Jesus Christ's free teaching, they received it gladly. Many of these

people were of the stock of the martyrs.

As I passed through Colchester, I went to visit James Parnell in

prison; but the jailer would hardly let us come in or stay with him.

Very cruel they were to him. The jailer's wife threatened to have his

blood; and in that jail they did destroy him, as the reader may see

in a book printed soon after his death, giving an account of his life

and death; and also in an epistle printed with his collected books

and writings.

We came to Yarmouth, where there was a Friend, Thomas Bond, in prison

for the Truth of Christ, and there stayed a while. There we had some

service; and some were turned to the Lord in that town.

Thence we rode to another town, about twenty miles off, where were

many tender people; and I was moved of the Lord to speak to them, as

I sat on my horse, in several places as I passed along. We went to

another town about five miles beyond, and put up our horses at an

inn, Richard Hubberthorn and I having travelled five and forty miles

that day. There were some Friendly people in the town; and we had a

tender, broken meeting amongst them, in the Lord's power.

We bade the hostler have our horses ready by three in the morning;

for we intended to ride to Lynn, about three and thirty miles, next

morning. But when we were in bed at our inn, about eleven at night,

the constable and officers came, with a great rabble of people, into

the inn. They said they were come with a hue-and-cry from a justice

of the peace that lived near the town, about five miles off, where I

had spoken to the people in the streets, as I rode along. They had

been told to search for two horsemen, that rode upon gray horses, and

in gray clothes; a house having been broken into the Seventh-day

before at night. We told them we were honest, innocent men, and

abhorred such things; yet they apprehended us, and set a guard with

halberts and pikes upon us that night, calling upon some of those

Friendly people, with others, to watch us.

Next morning we were up betimes, and the constable, with his guard,

carried us before a justice of the peace about five miles off. We

took with us two or three of the sufficient men of the town, who had

been with us at the great meeting at Captain Lawrence's, and could

testify that we lay both the Seventh-day night and the First-day

night at Captain Lawrence's; and it was on the Seventh-day night that

they said the house was broken into.

During the time that I was a prisoner at the Mermaid at

Charing-Cross, this Captain Lawrence brought several Independent

justices to see me there, with whom I had much discourse, at which

they took offence. For they pleaded for imperfection, and to sin as

long as they lived; but did not like to hear of Christ teaching His

people Himself, and making people as clear, whilst here upon the

earth, as Adam and Eve were before they fell. These justices had

plotted together this mischief against me in the country, pretending

that a house was broken into, that they might send their hue-and-cry

after me. They were vexed, also, and troubled, to hear of the great

meeting at John Lawrence's aforesaid; for a colonel was there

convinced that day who lived and died in the Truth.

But Providence so ordered that the constable carried us to a justice

about five miles onward in our way towards Lynn, who was not an

Independent, as the rest were. When we were brought before him he

began to be angry because we did not put off our hats to him. I told

him I had been before the Protector, and he was not offended at my

hat; and why should he be offended at it, who was but one of his

servants? Then he read the hue-and-cry; and I told him that that

night wherein the house was said to have been broken into, we were

at Captain Lawrence's house and that we had several men present who

could testify the truth thereof.

Thereupon the justice, having examined us and them, said he believed

we were not the men that had broken into the house; but he was sorry,

he said, that he had no more against us. We told him he ought not to

be sorry for not having evil against us, but ought rather to be glad;

for to rejoice when he got evil against people, as for housebreaking

or the like, was not a good mind in him.

It was a good while, however, before he could resolve whether to let

us go or send us to prison, and the wicked constable stirred him up

against us, telling him we had good horses and that if it pleased him

he would carry us to Norwich jail. But we took hold of the justice's

confession that he believed we were not the men that had broken into

the house; and, after we had admonished him to fear the Lord in his

day, the Lord's power came over him, so that he let us go; so their

snare was broken.

A great people was afterwards gathered to the Lord in that town,

where I was moved to speak to them in the street, and whence the

hue-and-cry came.

Being set at liberty, we passed on to Cambridge. When I came into the

town the scholars, hearing of me, were up, and were exceeding rude. I

kept on my horse's back, and rode through them in the Lord's power;

but they unhorsed Amor Stoddart before he could get to the inn.

When we were in the inn they were so rude in the courts and in the

streets that the miners, colliers and carters could not be ruder. The

people of the house asked us what we would have for supper. "Supper!"

said I, "were it not that the Lord's power is over them, these rude

scholars look as if they would pluck us in pieces and make a supper

of us." They knew I was so against the trade of preaching, which they

were there as apprentices to learn, that they raged as greatly as

ever Diana's craftsmen did against Paul.

At this place John Crook met us.[80] When it was night the mayor of

the town being friendly, came and fetched me to his house;[81] and as

we walked through the streets there was a bustle in the town; but

they did not know me, it being darkish. They were in a rage, not only

against me, but against the mayor also; so that he was almost afraid

to walk the streets with me for the tumult. We sent for the Friendly

people, and had a fine meeting in the power of God; and I stayed

there all night.

[80] John Crook was Justice of the Peace in Bedford County. He

became an eminent minister among the Friends and suffered many

imprisonments.

[81] The wife of this mayor of Cambridge had been to a great

meeting which Fox held the day before near the Isle of Ely. James

Parnell had already labored in Cambridge before this visit of

George Fox. One gets here an interesting glimpse at the students

of two hundred and fifty years ago. It is an interesting fact

that they failed to unhorse Fox. The struggle between Fox and the

students is the subject of one of Robert Spence's etchings.

Next morning, having ordered our horses to be ready by the sixth

hour, we passed peaceably out of town. The destroyers were

disappointed: for they thought I would have stayed longer in the

town, and intended to have done us mischief; but our passing away

early in the morning frustrated their evil purposes against us.

At Evesham I heard that the magistrates had cast several Friends into

divers prisons, and that, hearing of my coming, they made a pair of

high stocks. I sent for Edward Pittaway, a Friend that lived near

Evesham, and asked him the truth of the thing. He said it was so.

I went that night with him to Evesham; and in the evening we had a

large, precious meeting, wherein Friends and people were refreshed

with the Word of life, the power of the Lord.

Next morning I rode to one of the prisons, and visited Friends there,

and encouraged them. Then I rode to the other prison, where were

several prisoners. Amongst them was Humphry Smith, who had been a

priest, but was now become a free minister of Christ. When I had

visited Friends at both prisons, and was turned to go out of the

town, I espied the magistrates coming up the town, intending to seize

me in prison. But the Lord frustrated their intent, the innocent

escaped their snare, and God's blessed power came over them all. But

exceeding rude and envious were the priests and professors about this

time in these parts.

I went from Evesham to Worcester, and had a quiet and a precious

meeting there. From Worcester we went to Tewkesbury, where in the

evening we had a great meeting, to which came the priest of the town

with a great rabble of rude people.

Leaving Tewkesbury, we passed to Warwick, where in the evening we

had a meeting with many sober people at a widow-woman's house. A

precious meeting we had in the Lord's power; several were convinced

and turned to the Lord. After the meeting a Baptist in the company

began to jangle; and the bailiff of the town, with his officers, came

in and said, "What do these people here at this time of night?" So he

secured John Crook, Amor Stoddart, Gerrard Roberts and me; but we had

leave to go to our inn, and to be forthcoming in the morning.

The next morning many rude people came into the inn, and into our

chambers, desperate fellows; but the Lord's power gave us dominion

over them. Gerrard Roberts and John Crook went to the bailiff to know

what he had to say to us. He said we might go our ways, for he had

little to say to us. As we rode out of town it lay upon me to ride to

his house to let him know that, the Protector having given forth an

instrument of government in which liberty of conscience was granted,

it was very strange that, contrary to that instrument of government,

he would trouble peaceable people that feared God.

The Friends went with me, but the rude people gathered about us with

stones. One of them took hold of my horse's bridle and broke it; but

the horse, drawing back, threw him under him. Though the bailiff saw

this, yet he did not stop, nor so much as rebuke the rude multitude;

so that it was strange we were not slain or hurt in the streets; for

the people threw stones and struck at us as we rode along the town.

When we were quite out of the town I told Friends that it was upon

me from the Lord that I must go back into the town again; and if any

one of them felt anything upon him from the Lord he might follow me;

the rest, that did not, might go on to Dun-Cow. So I passed through

the market in the dreadful power of God, declaring the Word of life

to them; and John Crook followed me. Some struck at me; but the

Lord's power was over them, and gave me dominion over all. I showed

them their unworthiness to claim the name of Christians, and the

unworthiness of their teachers, that had not brought them into more

sobriety; and what a shame they were to Christianity.

Having cleared myself, I turned out of the town again, and passed

to Coventry, where we found the people closed up with darkness. I

went to the house of a professor, where I had formerly been, and

he was drunk; which grieved my soul so that I did not go into any

house in the town; but rode into some of the streets, and into the

market-place. I felt that the power of the Lord was over the town.

Then I went on to Dun-Cow, and had a meeting in the evening, and some

were turned to the Lord by His Spirit, as some also were at Warwick

and at Tewkesbury. We lay at Dun-Cow that night; we met with John

Camm, a faithful minister of the everlasting gospel. In the morning

there gathered a rude company of priests and people who behaved more

like beasts than men, for some of them came riding on horseback into

the room where we were; but the Lord gave us dominion over them.

Thence we passed into Leicestershire, and after that to Baddesley in

Warwickshire. Here William Edmundson, who lived in Ireland, having

some drawings upon his spirit to come into England to see me, met

with me; by whom I wrote a few lines to Friends then convinced in the

north of Ireland.[82]

Friends:

In that which convinced you, wait; that you may have that

removed you are convinced of. And all my dear Friends, dwell in

the life, and love, and power, and wisdom of God, in unity one

with another, and with God; and the peace and wisdom of God fill

all your hearts that nothing may rule in you but the life which

stands in the Lord God.

G. F.

[82] This William Edmundson was one of the first persons to

espouse and proclaim the principles of the Quakers in Ireland.

He had been a soldier in Cromwell's army, and he carried the

spirit and courage of an Ironside into the new service. He had

strange and unspeakably difficult experiences to endure in those

trying days of unsettlement in Ireland, but he was enabled to do

a great work for the cause which he served. He also had large and

valuable service in America.

When these few lines were read amongst the Friends in Ireland at

their meeting, the power of the Lord came upon all in the room.

From Baddesley we passed to Swannington and Higham, and so into

Northamptonshire and Bedfordshire, having great meetings; and many

were turned to the Lord by His power and Spirit.

When we came to Baldock in Hertfordshire, I asked if there was

nothing in that town, no profession; and it was answered me that

there were some Baptists, and a Baptist woman who was sick. John

Rush, of Bedfordshire, went with me to visit her.

When we came in there were many tender people about her. They told me

she was not a woman for this world, but if I had anything that would

comfort her concerning the world to come, I might speak to her. I

was moved of the Lord God to speak to her; and the Lord raised her

up again, to the astonishment of the town and country. This Baptist

woman and her husband, whose name was Baldock, came to be convinced,

and many hundreds of people have met at their house since. Great

meetings and convincements were in those parts afterwards; many

received the Word of life, and sat down under the teaching of Christ,

their Saviour.

When we had visited this sick woman we returned to our inn, where

were two desperate fellows fighting so furiously that none durst

come nigh to part them. But I was moved, in the Lord's power, to go

to them; and when I had loosed their hands, I held one of them by

one hand and the other by the other, showed them the evil of their

doings, and reconciled them one to the other; and they were so

loving and thankful to me that people marveled at it.[83]

[83] These cases are further illustration of Fox's power to

deal with sickness and with desperate persons. He always _felt_

himself equal to any emergency which confronted him.

Now, after I had tarried some time in London, and had visited Friends

in their meetings, I went out of town, leaving James Nayler in the

city. As I passed from him I cast my eyes upon him, and a fear struck

me concerning him; but I went away and rode down to Ryegate, in

Surrey, where I had a little meeting.[84] There the Friends told me

of one Thomas Moore, a justice of the peace, that lived not far from

Ryegate, a Friendly, moderate man. I went to visit him at his house,

and he came to be a serviceable man in Truth.

[84] James Nayler's fall, which is here felt in dim forecast,

became very soon only too sadly real.

Thence we went to Dorchester, and alighted at an inn, a Baptist's

house. We sent into the town to the Baptists, to ask them to let us

have their meeting-house to assemble in, and to invite the sober

people to the meeting; but they denied it us. We sent to them again,

to know why they would deny us their meeting-house, so the thing was

noised about in the town. Then we sent them word that if they would

not let us come to their house, they, or any people that feared God,

might come to our inn, if they pleased; but they were in a great

rage. Their teacher and many of them came up, and slapped their

Bibles on the table.

I asked them why they were so angry,--"Were they angry with the

Bible?" But they fell into a discourse about their water-baptism. I

asked them whether they could say they were sent of God to baptize

people, as John was, and whether they had the same Spirit and power

that the apostles had? They said they had not.

Then I asked them how many powers there are,--whether there are any

more than the power of God and the power of the devil. They said

there was not any other power than those two. Then said I, "If you

have not the power of God that the apostles had, you act by the

power of the devil." Many sober people were present, who said they

have thrown themselves on their backs. Many substantial people were

convinced that night; a precious service we had there for the Lord,

and His power came over all.

Next morning, as we were passing away, the Baptists, being in a rage,

began to shake the dust off their feet after us. "What," said I, "in

the power of darkness! We, who are in the power of God, shake off the

dust of our feet against you."

Leaving Dorchester, we came to Weymouth; where also we inquired

after sober people; and about fourscore of them gathered together at

a priest's house. Most of them received the Word of life and were

turned to their teacher, Christ Jesus, who had enlightened them

with His divine Light, by which they might see their sins, and Him

who saveth from sin. A blessed meeting we had with them, and they

received the Truth in the love of it, with gladness of heart.

The meeting held several hours. The state of their teachers, and

their apostasy was opened to them; and the state of the apostles,

and of the Church in their days; and the state of the law and of the

prophets before Christ, and how Christ came to fulfill them; that He

was their teacher in the apostles' days; and that He was come now

to teach His people Himself by His power and spirit. All was quiet,

the meeting broke up peaceably, the people were very loving; and a

meeting is continued in that town to this day. Many are added to

them; and some who had been Ranters came to own the Truth, and to

live very soberly.

There was a captain of horse in the town, who sent to me, and would

fain have had me stay longer; but I was not to stay. He and his man

rode out of town with me about seven miles; Edward Pyot also being

with me. This captain was the fattest, merriest, cheerfullest man,

and the most given to laughter, that ever I met with: insomuch that

I was several times moved to speak in the dreadful power of the Lord

to him; yet it was become so customary to him that he would presently

laugh at anything he saw. But I still admonished him to come to

sobriety, and the fear of the Lord and sincerity.

We lay at an inn that night, and the next morning I was moved to

speak to him again, when he parted from us. The next time I saw him

he told me that when I spoke to him at parting, the power of the Lord

so struck him that before he got home he was serious enough, and

discontinued his laughing. He afterwards was convinced, and became a

serious and good man, and died in the Truth.

After this we passed to Totness, a dark town. We lodged there at

an inn; and that night Edward Pyot was sick, but the Lord's power

healed him, so that the next day we got to Kingsbridge, and at

our inn inquired for the sober people of the town. They directed

us to Nicholas Tripe and his wife; and we went to their house.

They sent for the priest, with whom we had some discourse; but he,

being confounded, quickly left us. Nicholas Tripe and his wife were

convinced; and since that time there has been a good meeting of

Friends in that country.

In the evening we returned to our inn. There being many people

drinking in the house, I was moved of the Lord to go amongst them,

and to direct them to the Light with which Christ, the heavenly man,

had enlightened them; by which they might see all their evil ways,

words, and deeds, and by the same Light might also see Christ Jesus

their Saviour.

The innkeeper stood uneasy, seeing it hindered his guests from

drinking; and as soon as the last words were out of my mouth he

snatched up the candle, and said, "Come, here is a light for you to

go into your chamber." Next morning, when he was cool, I represented

to him what an uncivil thing it was for him so to do; then, warning

him of the day of the Lord, we got ready and passed away.

We came next day to Plymouth, refreshed ourselves at our inn, and

went to Robert Cary's, where we had a very precious meeting. At this

meeting was Elizabeth Trelawny, daughter to a baronet. She being

somewhat thick of hearing, came close up to me, and clapped her

ear very nigh me while I spake; and she was convinced. After this

meeting came in some jangling Baptists; but the Lord's power came

over them, and Elizabeth Trelawny gave testimony thereto. A fine

meeting was settled there in the Lord's power, which hath continued

ever since, where many faithful Friends have been convinced.

Thence we passed into Cornwall, and came to an inn in the parish of

Menheriot. At night we had a meeting at Edward Hancock's, to which

came Thomas Mounce and a priest, with many people. We brought the

priest to confess that he was a minister made by the state, and

maintained by the state; and he was confounded and went his way; but

many of the people stayed.

I directed them to the Light of Christ, by which they might see their

sins; and their Saviour Christ Jesus, the way to God, their Mediator,

to make peace betwixt God and them; their Shepherd to feed them, and

their Prophet to teach them. I directed them to the Spirit of God in

themselves, by which they might know the Scriptures, and be led into

all Truth; and by the Spirit might know God, and in it have unity

one with another. Many were convinced at that time, and came under

Christ's teaching; and there are fine gatherings in the name of Jesus

in those parts at this day.

When we came to Ives, Edward Pyot's horse having cast a shoe, we

stayed to have it set; and while he was getting his horse shod, I

walked down to the seaside. When I returned I found the town in an

uproar. They were haling Edward Pyot and the other Friend before

Major Peter Ceely, a major in the army and a justice of the peace. I

followed them into the justice's house, though they did not lay hands

upon me.

When we came in, the house was full of rude people; whereupon I asked

if there were not an officer among them to keep the people civil.

Major Ceely said that he was a magistrate. I told him that he should

then show forth gravity and sobriety, and use his authority to keep

the people civil; for I never saw any people ruder; the Indians were

more like Christians than they.

After a while they brought forth a paper, and asked whether I would

own it.[AD] I said, Yes. Then he tendered the oath of abjuration to

us; whereupon I put my hand in my pocket and drew forth the answer to

it which I had given to the Protector. After I had given him that,

he examined us severally, one by one. He had with him a silly young

priest, who asked us many frivolous questions; and amongst the rest

he desired to cut my hair, which was then pretty long; but I was not

to cut it, though many times many were offended at it. I told them I

had no pride in it, and it was not of my own putting on.

[AD] A paper which George Fox had written to the seven parishes

of Land's End.

At length the justice put us under a guard of soldiers, who were hard

and wild, like the justice himself; nevertheless we warned the people

of the day of the Lord, and declared the Truth to them. The next day

he sent us, guarded by a party of horse with swords and pistols, to

Redruth. On First-day the soldiers would have taken us away; but we

told them it was their Sabbath, and it was not usual to travel on

that day.

Several of the townspeople gathered about us, and whilst I held

the soldiers in discourse, Edward Pyot spoke to the people; and

afterwards he held the soldiers in discourse, whilst I spoke to the

people. In the meantime the other Friend got out the back way, and

went to the steeple-house to speak to the priest and people. The

people were exceedingly desperate, in a mighty rage against him, and

they sorely abused him. The soldiers also, missing him, were in a

great rage, ready to kill us; but I declared the day of the Lord and

the Word of eternal life to the people that gathered about us.

In the afternoon the soldiers were resolved to take us away, so we

took horse. When we were come to the town's end I was moved of the

Lord to go back again, to speak to the old man of the house. The

soldiers drew out their pistols, and swore I should not go back. I

heeded them not, but rode back, and they rode after me. I cleared

myself to the old man and the people, and then returned with them,

and reproved them for being so rude and violent.

At night we were brought to a town then called Smethick, but since

known as Falmouth. It being the evening of the First-day, there came

to our inn the chief constable of the place, and many sober people,

some of whom began to inquire concerning us. We told them we were

prisoners for Truth's sake; and much discourse we had with them

concerning the things of God. They were very sober and loving to us.

Some were convinced, and stood faithful ever after.

When the constable and these people were gone, others came in, who

were also very civil, and went away very loving. When all were gone,

we went to our chamber to go to bed; and about the eleventh hour

Edward Pyot said, "I will shut the door; it may be some may come to

do us mischief." Afterwards we understood that Captain Keat, who

commanded the party, had intended to do us some injury that night;

but the door being bolted, he missed his design.

Next morning Captain Keat brought a kinsman of his, a rude, wicked

man, and put him into the room; himself standing without. This

evil-minded man walked huffing up and down the room; I bade him fear

the Lord. Thereupon he ran upon me, struck me with both his hands,

and, clapping his leg behind me, would have thrown me down if he

could; but he was not able, for I stood stiff and still, and let him

strike.

As I looked towards the door, I saw Captain Keat look on, and see his

kinsman thus beat and abuse me. I said to him, "Keat, dost thou allow

this?" He said he did. "Is this manly or civil," said I, "to have

us under a guard, and then put a man to abuse and beat us? Is this

manly, civil, or Christian?" I desired one of our friends to send for

the constables, and they came.

Then I desired the Captain to let the constables see his warrant or

order, by which he was to carry us; which he did. His warrant was to

conduct us safe to Captain Fox, governor of Pendennis Castle; and if

the governor should not be at home, he was to convey us to Launceston

jail. I told him he had broken his order concerning us; for we, who

were his prisoners, were to be safely conducted; but he had brought

a man to beat and abuse us; so he having broken his order, I wished

the constable to keep the warrant. Accordingly he did, and told the

soldiers they might go their ways, for he would take charge of the

prisoners; and if it cost twenty shillings in charges to carry us up,

they should not have the warrant again. I showed the soldiers the

baseness of their carriage towards us; and they walked up and down

the house, pitifully blank and down.

The constables went to the castle, and told the officers what they

had done. The officers showed great dislike of Captain Keat's base

carriage towards us; and told the constables that Major-General

Desborough was coming to Bodmin, and that we should meet him; and it

was likely he would free us. Meanwhile our old guard of soldiers came

by way of entreaty to us, and promised that they would be civil to us

if we would go with them.

Thus the morning was spent till about the eleventh hour; and then,

upon the soldiers' entreaty, and their promise to be more civil, the

constables gave them the order again; and we went with them.

Great was the civility and courtesy of the constables and people

of that town towards us. They kindly entertained us, and the Lord

rewarded them with His truth; for many of them have since been

convinced thereof, and are gathered into the name of Jesus, and sit

under Christ, their Teacher and Saviour.

Captain Keat, who commanded our guard, understanding that Captain

Fox, who was governor of Pendennis Castle, was gone to meet

Major-General Desborough,[85] did not carry us thither; but took us

directly to Bodmin, in the way to Launceston. We met Major-General

Desborough on the way. The captain of his troop, who rode before him,

knew me, and said, "Oh, Mr. Fox, what do you here?" I replied, "I am

a prisoner." "Alack," he said, "for what?" I told him I was taken up

as I was travelling. "Then," said he, "I will speak to my lord, and

he will set you at liberty."

[85] Major-General Desborough was one of Cromwell's favorite

generals, who received many places of honour from the Protector.

In 1655 he received his commission as major-general, in charge

of Wiltshire, Somersetshire, Devonshire and Cornwall, and in the

main he proved an able administrator in this office.

So he came from the head of his troop, and rode up to the coach, and

spoke to the Major-General. We also gave him an account of how we

were taken. He began to speak against the Light of Christ; against

which I exhorted him. Then he told the soldiers that they might carry

us to Launceston; for he could not stay to talk with us, lest his

horses should take cold.

To Bodmin we were taken that night; and when we came to our inn

Captain Keat, who was in before us, put me into a room and went his

way. When I was come in, there stood a man with a naked rapier in

his hand. Whereupon I turned out again, called for Captain Keat, and

said, "What now, Keat; what trick hast thou played now, to put me

into a room where there is a man with his naked rapier? What is thy

end in this?" "Oh," said he, "pray hold your tongue; for if you speak

to this man, we cannot rule him, he is so devilish." "Then," said

I, "dost thou put me into a room where there is such a man with a

naked rapier that thou sayest you cannot rule him? What an unworthy,

base trick is this? and to put me single into this room, away from

my friends that were fellow-prisoners with me?" Thus his plot was

discovered and the mischief they intended was prevented.

Afterward we got another room, where we were together all night; and

in the evening we declared the Truth to the people; but they were

dark and hardened. The soldiers, notwithstanding their fair promises,

were very rude and wicked to us again, and sat up drinking and

roaring all night.

Next day we were brought to Launceston, where Captain Keat delivered

us to the jailer. Now was there no Friend, nor Friendly people,

near us; and the people of the town were a dark, hardened people.

The jailer required us to pay seven shillings a week for our

horse-meat,[AE] and seven shillings a week apiece for our diet. After

some time several sober persons came to see us, and some people of

the town were convinced, and many friendly people out of several

parts of the country came to visit us, and were convinced.

[AE] Provender for their horses.

Then got up a great rage among the professors and priests against us.

They said, "This people 'Thou' and 'Thee' all men without respect

and will not put off their hats, nor bow the knee to any man; but we

shall see, when the assize comes, whether they will dare to 'Thou'

and 'Thee' the judge, and keep on their hats before him." They

expected we should be hanged at the assize.

But all this was little to us; for we saw how God would stain the

world's honour and glory; and were commanded not to seek that honour,

nor give it; but knew the honour that cometh from God only, and

sought that.

It was nine weeks from the time of our commitment to the time of the

assizes, to which abundance of people came from far and near to hear

the trial of the Quakers. Captain Bradden lay there with his troop

of horse. His soldiers and the sheriff's men guarded us to the court

through the multitude that filled the streets; and much ado they had

to get us through. Besides, the doors and windows were filled with

people looking upon us.

When we were brought into the court, we stood a while with our hats

on, and all was quiet. I was moved to say, "Peace be amongst you."

Judge Glynne, a Welshman, then Chief-Justice of England, said to

the jailer, "What be these you have brought here into the court?"

"Prisoners, my lord," said he.

"Why do you not put off your hats?" said the Judge to us. We said

nothing.

"Put off your hats," said the Judge again. Still we said nothing.

Then said the Judge, "The Court commands you to put off your hats."

Then I spoke, and said, "Where did ever any magistrate, king, or

judge, from Moses to Daniel, command any to put off their hats, when

they came before him in his court, either amongst the Jews, the

people of God, or amongst the heathen?[86] and if the law of England

doth command any such thing, show me that law either written or

printed."

[86] This was Puritan England, and an appeal to Old Testament

precedents was not out of place.

Then the Judge grew very angry, and said, "I do not carry my

law-books on my back." "But," said I, "tell me where it is printed in

any statute-book, that I may read it."

Then said the Judge, "Take him away, prevaricator! I'll _ferk_ him."

So they took us away, and put us among the thieves.

Presently after he calls to the jailer, "Bring them up again."

"Come," said he, "where had they hats, from Moses to Daniel; come,

answer me: I have you fast now."

I replied, "Thou mayest read in the third of Daniel, that the three

children were cast into the fiery furnace by Nebuchadnezzar's

command, with their coats, their hose, and their hats on."

This plain instance stopped him: so that, not having anything else

to say to the point, he cried again, "Take them away, jailer."

Accordingly we were taken away, and thrust in among the thieves,

where we were kept a great while; and then, without being called

again, the sheriff's men and the troopers made way for us (but we

were almost spent) to get through the crowd of people, and guarded us

to the prison again, a multitude of people following us, with whom we

had much discourse and reasoning at the jail.

We had some good books to set forth our principles, and to inform

people of the Truth. The Judge and justices hearing of this, they

sent Captain Bradden for them. He came into the jail to us, and

violently took our books from us, some out of Edward Pyot's hands,

and carried them away; so we never got them again.

[While in the jail Fox addressed a paper "against swearing" to

the grand and petty juries.]

This paper passing among them from the jury to the justices, they

presented it to the Judge; so that when we were called before the

Judge, he bade the clerk give me that paper, and then asked me

whether that seditious paper was mine. I said to him, "If they will

read it out in open court, that I may hear it, if it is mine I will

own it, and stand by it." He would have had me take it and look

upon it in my own hand; but I again desired that it might be read,

that all the country might hear it, and judge whether there was any

sedition in it or not; for if there were, I was willing to suffer for

it.

At last the clerk of the assize read it, with an audible voice, that

all the people might hear it. When he had done I told them it was

my paper; that I would own it, and so might they too, unless they

would deny the Scripture: for was not this Scripture language, and

the words and commands of Christ, and the Apostle, which all true

Christians ought to obey?

Then they let fall that subject; and the Judge fell upon us about our

hats again, bidding the jailer take them off; which he did, and gave

them to us; and we put them on again. Then we asked the Judge and

the justices, for what cause we had lain in prison these nine weeks,

seeing they now objected to nothing but our hats. And as for putting

off our hats, I told them that that was the honour which God would

lay in the dust, though they made so much ado about it; the honour

which is of men, and which men seek one of another, and is a mark of

unbelievers. For "How can ye believe," saith Christ, "who receive

honour one of another, and seek not the honour that cometh from God

only?" Christ saith, "I receive not honour from men"; and all true

Christians should be of His mind.

Then the Judge began to make a pompous speech, how he represented the

Lord Protector's person, who made him Lord Chief-Justice of England,

and sent him to come that circuit, etc. We desired him, then, that

he would do us justice for our false imprisonment which we had

suffered nine weeks wrongfully. But instead of that, they brought

an indictment framed against us; so full of lies that I thought it

had been against some of the thieves,--"that we came by force and

arms, and in a hostile manner, into the court"; who were brought

as aforesaid. I told them it was all false; and still we cried for

justice for our false imprisonment, being taken up in our journey

without cause by Major Ceely.

Then Peter Ceely said to the Judge, "May it please you, my lord, this

man (pointing to me) went aside with me, and told me how serviceable

I might be for his design; that he could raise forty thousand men at

an hour's warning, involve the nation in blood, and so bring in King

Charles. I would have aided him out of the country, but he would not

go. If it please you, my lord, I have a witness to swear it."

So he called upon his witness; but the Judge not being forward to

examine the witness, I desired that he would be pleased to let my

mittimus be read in the face of the court and the country, in which

the crime was signified for which I was sent to prison. The Judge

said it should not be read. I said, "It ought to be, seeing it

concerned my liberty and my life." The Judge said again, "It shall

not be read." I said, "It ought to be read; for if I have done

anything worthy of death, or of bonds, let all the country know it."

Then seeing they would not read it, I spoke to one of my

fellow-prisoners: "Thou hast a copy of it; read it up." "It shall not

be read," said the Judge; "jailer, take him away. I'll see whether he

or I shall be master."

So I was taken away, and awhile after called for again. I still

called to have the mittimus read; for that signified the cause of my

commitment. I again spoke to the Friend, my fellow-prisoner, to read

it up; which he did. The Judge, justices, and the whole court were

silent; for the people were eager to hear it. It was as followeth:

"Peter Ceely, one of the justices of

the peace of this county, to the keeper of His Highness's jail

at Launceston, or his lawful deputy in that behalf, greeting:

"I send you here withal by the bearers hereof, the bodies of Edward

Pyot, of Bristol, and George Fox, of Drayton-in-the-Clay, in

Leicestershire, and William Salt, of London, which they pretend to be

the places of their habitations, who go under the notion of Quakers,

and acknowledge themselves to be such; who have spread several papers

tending to the disturbance of the public peace, and cannot render any

lawful cause of coming into those parts, being persons altogether

unknown, having no pass for travelling up and down the country, and

refusing to give sureties for their good behaviour, according to the

law in that behalf provided; and refuse to take oath of abjuration,

etc. These are, therefore, in the name of his highness the Lord

Protector, to will and command you, that when the bodies of the said

Edward Pyot, George Fox, and William Salt, shall be unto you brought,

you them receive, and in His Highness's prison aforesaid you safely

keep them, until by due course of law they shall be delivered.

Hereof fail you not, as you will answer the contrary at your perils.

Given under my hand and seal, at St. Ives, the 18th day of January,

1655.

"P. CEELY."

When it was read I spoke thus to the Judge and justices:

"Thou that sayest thou art Chief-Justice of England, and you

justices, know that, if I had put in sureties, I might have gone

whither I pleased, and have carried on the design (if I had had one)

with which Major Ceely hath charged me. And if I had spoken those

words to him, which he hath here declared, judge ye whether bail or

mainprize could have been taken in that case."

Then, turning my speech to Major Ceely, I said:

"When or where did I take thee aside? Was not thy house full of rude

people, and thou as rude as any of them, at our examination; so that

I asked for a constable or some other officer to keep the people

civil? But if thou art my accuser, why sittest thou on the bench? It

is not the place of accusers to sit with the judge. Thou oughtest to

come down and stand by me, and look me in the face.

"Besides, I would ask the Judge and justices whether Major Ceely

is not guilty of this treason, which he charges against me, in

concealing it so long as he hath done? Does he understand his place,

either as a soldier or a justice of the peace? For he tells you here

that I went aside with him, and told him what a design I had in hand,

and how serviceable he might be for my design: that I could raise

forty thousand men in an hour's time, bring in King Charles, and

involve the nation in blood. He saith, moreover, that he would have

aided me out of the country, but I would not go; and therefore he

committed me to prison for want of sureties for the good behaviour,

as the mittimus declares.

"Now, do you not see plainly that Major Ceely is guilty of this plot

and treason he talks of, and hath made himself a party to it by

desiring me to go out of the country, demanding bail of me, and not

charging me with this pretended treason till now, nor discovering

it? But I deny and abhor his words, and am innocent of his devilish

design."

So that business was let fall; for the Judge saw clearly enough that

instead of ensnaring me, Major Ceely had ensnared himself.

Major Ceely got up again, and said, "If it please you, my lord, to

hear me: this man struck me, and gave me such a blow as I never had

in my life." At this I smiled in my heart, and said, "Major Ceely,

art thou a justice of the peace, and a major of a troop of horse, and

tellest the Judge, in the face of the court and country, that I, a

prisoner, struck thee and gave thee such a blow as thou never hadst

the like in thy life? What! art thou not ashamed? Prithee, Major

Ceely," said I, "where did I strike thee? and who is thy witness for

that? who was by?"

He said it was in the Castle-Green, and Captain Bradden was standing

by when I struck him. I desired the Judge to let him produce his

witness for that; and called again upon Major Ceely to come down

from the bench, telling him that it was not fit that the accuser

should sit as judge over the accused. When I called again for his

witness he said that Captain Bradden was his witness.

Then I said, "Speak, Captain Bradden, didst thou see me give him such

a blow, and strike him as he saith?" Captain Bradden made no answer;

but bowed his head towards me. I desired him to speak up, if he knew

any such thing; but he only bowed his head again. "Nay," said I,

"speak up, and let the court and country hear, and let not bowing of

the head serve the turn. If I have done so, let the law be inflicted

on me; I fear not sufferings, nor death itself, for I am an innocent

man concerning all this charge."

But Captain Bradden never testified to it; and the Judge, finding

those snares would not hold, cried, "Take him away, jailer;" and

then, when we were taken away, he fined us twenty marks apiece for

not putting off our hats; and sentenced us to be kept in prison till

we paid it; so he sent us back to the jail.

At night Captain Bradden came to see us, and seven or eight justices

with him, who were very civil to us, and told us they believed

neither the Judge nor any in the court gave credit to the charges

which Major Ceely had brought forward against me in the face of the

country. And Captain Bradden said that Major Ceely had an intent to

take away my life if he could have got another witness.

"But," said I, "Captain Bradden, why didst not thou witness for me,

or against me, seeing Major Ceely produced thee for a witness, that

thou saw me strike him? and when I desired thee to speak either for

me or against me, according to what thou saw or knew, thou wouldst

not speak."

"Why," said he, "when Major Ceely and I came by you, as you were

walking in the Castle-Green, he put off his hat to you, and said,

'How do you do, Mr. Fox? Your servant, Sir.' Then you said to him,

'Major Ceely, take heed of hypocrisy, and of a rotten heart: for when

came I to be thy master, and thou my servant? Do servants cast their

masters into prison?' This was the great blow he meant you gave him."

Then I called to mind that they walked by us, and that he spoke

so to me, and I to him; which hypocrisy and rotten-heartedness he

manifested openly, when he complained of this to the Judge in open

court, and in the face of the country; and would have made them all

believe that I struck him outwardly with my hand.

There came also to see us one Colonel Rouse a justice of the peace,

and a great company with him. He was as full of words and talk as

ever I heard any man in my life, so that there was no speaking to

him. At length I asked him whether he had ever been at school, and

knew what belonged to questions and answers; (this I said to stop

him).

"At school!" said he, "Yes."

"At school!" said the soldiers; "doth he say so to our colonel, that

is a scholar?"

"Then," said I, "if he be so, let him be still and receive answers to

what he hath said."

Then I was moved to speak the Word of life to him in God's dreadful

power; which came so over him that he could not open his mouth. His

face swelled, and was red like a turkey; his lips moved, and he

mumbled something; but the people thought he would have fallen down.

I stepped up to him, and he said he was never so in his life before:

for the Lord's power stopped the evil power in him; so that he was

almost choked.

The man was ever after very loving to Friends, and not so full of

airy words to us; though he was full of pride; but the Lord's power

came over him, and the rest that were with him.

Another time there came an officer of the army, a very malicious,

bitter professor whom I had known in London. He was full of his airy

talk also, and spoke slightingly of the Light of Christ, and against

the Truth, and against the Spirit of God being in men, as it was in

the apostles' days; till the power of God, that bound the evil in

him, had almost choked him as it did Colonel Rouse: for he was so

full of evil that he could not speak, but blubbered and stuttered.

But from the time that the Lord's power struck him and came over him,

he was ever after more loving to us.

The assizes being over, and we settled in prison upon such a

commitment that we were not likely to be soon released, we broke off

from giving the jailer seven shillings a week apiece for our horses,

and seven shillings a week for ourselves, and sent our horses into

the country. Upon which he grew very wicked and devilish, and put us

down into Doomsdale, a nasty, stinking place, where they used to put

murderers after they were condemned.[87]

[87] This description of Doomsdale is far from pleasant reading,

but it is a true and faithful picture of a dungeon in the

seventeenth century, and because of its historic importance it

is left exactly as it was written. It is no wonder the Quakers

became prison reformers.

The place was so noisome that it was observed few that went in did

ever come out again in health. There was no house of office in it;

and the excrement of the prisoners that from time to time had been

put there had not been carried out (as we were told) for many years.

So that it was all like mire, and in some places to the tops of the

shoes in water and urine; and he would not let us cleanse it, nor

suffer us to have beds or straw to lie on.

At night some friendly people of the town brought us a candle and a

little straw; and we burned a little of our straw to take away the

stink. The thieves lay over our heads, and the head jailer in a room

by them, over our heads also. It seems the smoke went up into the

room where the jailer lay; which put him into such a rage that he

took the pots of excrement from the thieves and poured them through

a hole upon our heads in Doomsdale, till we were so bespattered that

we could not touch ourselves nor one another. And the stink increased

upon us; so that what with stink, and what with smoke, we were almost

choked and smothered. We had the stink under our feet before, but

now we had it on our heads and backs also; and he having quenched

our straw with the filth he poured down, had made a great smother

in the place. Moreover, he railed at us most hideously, calling us

hatchet-faced dogs, and such strange names as we had never heard of.

In this manner we were obliged to stand all night, for we could not

sit down, the place was so full of filthy excrement.

A great while he kept us after this manner before he would let us

cleanse it, or suffer us to have any victuals brought in but what

we got through the grate. One time a girl brought us a little meat;

and he arrested her for breaking his house, and sued her in the

town-court for breaking the prison. A great deal of trouble he put

the young woman to; whereby others were so discouraged that we had

much ado to get water, drink, or victuals. Near this time we sent

for a young woman, Ann Downer, from London, who could write and take

things well in short-hand, to buy and dress our meat for us; which

she was very willing to do, it being also upon her spirit to come to

us in the love of God; and she was very serviceable to us.

The head-jailer, we were informed, had been a thief, and was burnt

both in the hand and in the shoulder; his wife, too, had been burnt

in the hand. The under-jailer had been burnt both in the hand and

in the shoulder: his wife had been burnt in the hand also. Colonel

Bennet, a Baptist teacher, having purchased the jail and lands

belonging to the castle, had placed this head-jailer there. The

prisoners and some wild people would be talking of spirits that

haunted Doomsdale, and how many had died in it, thinking perhaps

to terrify us therewith. But I told them that if all the spirits

and devils in hell were there, I was over them in the power of God,

and feared no such thing; for Christ, our Priest, would sanctify

the walls of the house to us, He who had bruised the head of the

devil.[88] The priest was to cleanse the plague out of the walls of

the house under the law, which had been ended by Christ, our Priest,

who sanctifies both inwardly and outwardly the walls of the house,

the walls of the heart, and all things to his people.

[88] This has the ring of one of Luther's utterances.

By this time the general quarter-sessions drew nigh; and the jailer

still carrying himself basely and wickedly towards us, we drew up

our suffering case, and sent it to the sessions at Bodmin. On the

reading thereof, the justices gave order that Doomsdale door should

be opened, and that we should have liberty to cleanse it, and to

buy our meat in the town. We also sent a copy of our sufferings to

the Protector, setting forth how we had been taken and committed by

Major Ceely; and abused by Captain Keat as aforesaid, and the rest in

order. The Protector sent down an order to Captain Fox, governor of

Pendennis Castle, to examine the matter about the soldiers abusing

us, and striking me.

There were at that time many of the gentry of the country at the

Castle; and Captain Keat's kinsman, that struck me, was sent for

before them, and much threatened. They told him that if I should

change my principles, I might take the extremity of the law against

him, and might recover sound damages of him. Captain Keat also was

checked, for suffering the prisoners under his charge to be abused.

This was of great service in the country; for afterwards Friends

might speak in any market or steeple-house thereabouts, and none

would meddle with them. I understood that Hugh Peters, one of the

Protector's chaplains, told him they could not do George Fox a

greater service for the spreading of his principles in Cornwall, than

to imprison him there.

And indeed my imprisonment there was of the Lord, and for His service

in those parts; for after the assizes were over, and it was known

that we were likely to continue prisoners, several Friends from most

parts of the nation came in to the country to visit us. Those parts

of the west were very dark countries at that time; but the Lord's

light and truth broke forth, shone over all, and many were turned

from darkness to light, and from Satan's power unto God. Many were

moved to go to the steeple-houses; and several were sent to prison

to us; and a great convincement began in the country. For now we had

liberty to come out, and to walk in the Castle-Green; and many came

to us on First-days, to whom we declared the Word of life.

Great service we had among them, and many were turned to God, up and

down the country; but great rage possessed the priests and professors

against the Truth and us. One of the envious professors had collected

many Scripture sentences to prove that we ought to put off our hats

to the people; and he invited the town of Launceston to come into

the castle-yard to hear him read them. Amongst other instances that

he there brought, one was that Saul bowed to the witch of Endor. When

he had done, we got a little liberty to speak; and we showed both him

and the people that Saul was gone from God, and had disobeyed God

when he went to the witch of Endor: that neither the prophets, nor

Christ, nor the apostles ever taught people to bow to a witch.

Another time, about eleven at night, the jailer, being half drunk,

came and told me that he had got a man now to dispute with me: (this

was when we had leave to go a little into the town). As soon as he

spoke these words I felt there was mischief intended to my body. All

that night and the next day I lay down on a grass-plot to slumber,

and felt something still about my body: I started up, and struck at

it in the power of the Lord, and still it was about my body.

Then I rose and walked into the Castle-Green, and the under-keeper

came and told me that there was a maid would speak with me in the

prison. I felt a snare in his words, too, therefore I went not into

the prison, but to the grate; and looking in, I saw a man that was

lately brought to prison for being a conjurer, who had a naked knife

in his hand. I spoke to him, and he threatened to cut my chaps; but,

being within the jail he could not come at me. This was the jailer's

great disputant.

I went soon after into the jailer's house, and found him at

breakfast; he had then got his conjurer out with him. I told the

jailer his plot was discovered. Then he got up from the table, and

cast his napkin away in a rage; and I left them, and went to my

chamber; for at this time we were out of Doomsdale.

At the time the jailer had said the dispute should be, I went down

and walked in the court (the place appointed) till about the eleventh

hour; but nobody came. Then I went up to my chamber again; and after

awhile heard one call for me. I stepped to the stairshead, where I

saw the jailer's wife upon the stairs, and the conjurer at the bottom

of the stairs, holding his hand behind his back, and in a great rage.

I asked him, "Man, what hast thou in thy hand behind thy back? Pluck

thy hand before thee," said I; "let's see thy hand, and what thou

hast in it."

Then he angrily plucked forth his hand, with a naked knife in it. I

showed the jailer's wife their wicked design against me; for this was

the man they brought to dispute of the things of God. But the Lord

discovered their plot, and prevented their evil design; and they both

raged, and the conjurer threatened.

Then I was moved of the Lord to speak sharply to him in the dreadful

power of the Lord; and the Lord's power came over him, and bound him

down; so that he never after durst appear before me, to speak to me.

I saw it was the Lord alone that had preserved me out of their bloody

hands; for the devil had a great enmity to me, and stirred up his

instruments to seek my hurt. But the Lord prevented them; and my

heart was filled with thanksgivings and praises to him.[89]

[89] The 14th of May, 1656, Edward Pyot, Fox's fellow prisoner,

wrote a long letter to John Glyn, Chief Justice of England,

in which he showed that they were suffering contrary to law.

George Fox himself, as his custom was, spent much of his time of

imprisonment writing letters and religious epistles. Here is a

sound word of advice from his Epistle to "Friends": "Be patterns,

be examples in all countries, places, islands, nations, wherever

you come, that your life and conduct may preach among all sorts

of people and to them."

In Cornwall, Devonshire, Dorsetshire, and Somersetshire, Truth

began mightily to spread. Many were turned to Christ Jesus and His

free teaching: for many Friends that came to visit us were drawn

to declare the Truth in those counties. This made the priests and

professors rage, and they stirred up the magistrates to ensnare

Friends. They set up watches in the streets and highways, on pretence

of taking up suspicious persons, under which colour they stopped and

took up Friends coming to visit us in prison; which was done that

these Friends might not pass up and down in the Lord's service.

But that by which they thought to have stopped the Truth was the

means of spreading it so much the more; for then Friends were

frequently moved to speak to one constable and to another officer,

and to the justices before whom they were brought; which caused the

Truth to spread the more in all their parishes. And when Friends were

got among the watches, it would be a fortnight or three weeks before

they could get out of them again; for no sooner had one constable

taken and carried them before the justices, and these had discharged

them, but another would take them up and carry them before other

justices: which put the country to a great deal of needless trouble

and charges.

As Thomas Rawlinson was coming out of the north to visit us, a

constable in Devonshire took him up, and at night took twenty

shillings out of his pocket: and after being thus robbed he was cast

into Exeter jail. They cast into prison in Devonshire, under pretence

of his being a Jesuit, Henry Pollexfen, who had been a justice of

the peace for almost forty years. Many Friends were cruelly beaten

by them; nay, some clothiers that were but going to mill with their

cloth, and others about their outward occasions, they took up and

whipped; though men of about eighty or an hundred pounds by the year,

and not above four or five miles from their families.

The mayor of Launceston took up all he could, and cast them into

prison. He would search substantial, grave women, their petticoats

and their head-cloths. A young man coming to see us, I drew up all

the gross, inhuman, and unchristian actions of the mayor, gave it

him, and bade him seal it up, and go out again the back way; and

then come into the town through the gates. He did so, and the watch

took him up and carried him before the mayor; who presently searched

his pockets and found the letter. Therein he saw all his actions

characterized; which shamed him so that from that time he meddled

little with the Lord's servants.

While I was in prison here, the Baptists and Fifth-monarchy men

prophesied that this year Christ should come, and reign upon earth

a thousand years. And they looked upon this reign to be outward:

when He was come inwardly in the hearts of His people, to reign and

rule; where these professors would not receive Him. So they failed

in their prophecy and expectation, and had not the possession of

Him. But Christ is come, and doth dwell and reign in the hearts of

His people.[90] Thousands, at the door of whose hearts He hath been

knocking, have opened to Him, and He is come in, and doth sup with

them, and they with Him; the heavenly supper with the heavenly and

spiritual man. So many of these Baptists and Monarchy-people turned

the greatest enemies to the followers of Christ; but He reigns in the

hearts of His saints over all their envy.

[90] It will be found interesting to compare this brief comment

on the views of the "Fifth-monarchy men" with Cromwell's

treatment of them. See Speech II., in First Parliament. Carlyle's

"Oliver Cromwell," Centenary Edition, Vol. III., p. 113. The

modern reader will also find it interesting to compare this

passage with the present-day teachings of the "Second Coming."

At the assize divers justices came to us, and were pretty civil,

and reasoned of the things of God soberly; expressing a pity to us.

Captain Fox, governor of Pendennis Castle, came and looked me in the

face, and said never a word; but went to his company and told them he

never saw a simpler man in his life. I called after him, and said,

"Stay, man; we will see who is the simpler man." But he went his way.

A light, chaffy person.

Thomas Lower[91] also came to visit us, and offered us money, which

we refused; accepting nevertheless of his love. He asked us many

questions concerning our denying the Scriptures to be the Word of

God; concerning the sacraments, and such like: to all which he

received satisfaction. I spoke particularly to him; and he afterwards

said my words were as a flash of lightning, they ran so through him.

He said he had never met with such men in his life, for they knew

the thoughts of his heart; and were as the wise master-builders of

the assemblies that fastened their words like nails. He came to be

convinced of the truth, and remains a Friend to this day.

[91] This Thomas Lower married Judge Fell's daughter, Mary.

When he came home to his aunt Hambley's, where he then lived, and

made report to her concerning us, she, with her sister Grace Billing,

hearing the report of Truth, came to visit us in prison, and was

convinced also. Great sufferings and spoiling of goods both he and

his aunt have undergone for the Truth's sake.

After the assizes, the sheriff, with some soldiers, came to guard

to execution a woman that was sentenced to die; and we had much

discourse with them. One of them wickedly said, "Christ was as

passionate a man as any that lived upon the earth;" for which we

rebuked him. Another time we asked the jailer what doings there were

at the sessions; and he said, "Small matters; only about thirty

for bastardy." We thought it very strange that they who professed

themselves Christians should make small matters of such things.

But this jailer was very bad himself; I often admonished him to

sobriety; but he abused people that came to visit us. Edward Pyot had

a cheese sent him from Bristol by his wife; and the jailer took it

from him, and carried it to the mayor, to search it for treasonable

letters, as he said; and though they found no treason in the cheese,

they kept it from us.[92] This jailer might have been rich--if he had

carried himself civilly; but he sought his own ruin, which soon after

came upon him.

[92] This, however, was not the last of the cheese. After their

release they revisited Launceston, as this extract will show:

"From Thomas Mounce's we passed to Launceston again, and visited

that little remnant of Friends that had been raised up there

while we were in prison. The Lord's plants grew finely, and were

established on Christ, their rock and foundation. As we were

going out of town again, the constable of Launceston came running

to us with the cheese that had been taken from Edward Pyot; which

they had kept from us all this while, and were tormented with it.

But being now set at liberty, we would not receive it."

The next year he was turned out of his place, and for some

wickedness cast into the jail himself; and there begged of our

Friends. And for some unruliness in his conduct he was, by the

succeeding jailer, put into Doomsdale, locked in irons, and beaten,

and bidden to remember how he had abused those good men whom he had

wickedly, without any cause, cast into that nasty dungeon; and told

that now he deservedly should suffer for his wickedness; and the same

measure he had meted to others, should be meted out to himself. He

became very poor, and died in prison; and his wife and family came to

misery.

While I was in prison in Launceston, a Friend went to Oliver

Cromwell, and offered himself, body for body, to lie in Doomsdale in

my stead; if he would take him, and let me have liberty. Which thing

so struck him, that he said to his great men and council, "Which of

you would do as much for me if I were in the same condition?" And

though he did not accept of the Friend's offer, but said he could not

do it, for that it was contrary to law, yet the Truth thereby came

mightily over him. A good while after this he sent down Major-General

Desborough, pretending to set us at liberty. When he came, he offered

us our liberty if we would say we would go home and preach no more;

but we could not promise him. Then he urged that we should promise to

go home, if the Lord permitted.

After this[93] Major-General Desborough came to the Castle-Green,

and played at bowls with the justices and others. Several Friends

were moved to go and admonish them not to spend their time so vainly,

desiring them to consider, that though they professed themselves to

be Christians, yet they gave themselves up to their pleasures, and

kept the servants of God meanwhile in prison; and telling them that

the Lord would plead with them and visit them for such things. But

notwithstanding what was written or said to him, he went away, and

left us in prison.

[93] Both Edward Pyot and George Fox had written letters to

Major-General Desborough, showing that they were innocent,

law-abiding men, doing the Lord's work in the world, and that

they could not promise to go home, it being the free right of an

Englishman to go where his duty or his business carried him.

We understood afterwards that he left the business to Colonel Bennet,

who had the command of the jail. For some time after Bennet would

have set us at liberty if we would have paid his jailer's fees. But

we told him we could give the jailer no fees, for we were innocent

sufferers; and how could they expect fees of us, who had suffered so

long wrongfully? After a while Colonel Bennet coming to town, sent

for us to an inn, and insisted again upon fees, which we refused. At

last the power of the Lord came so over him, that he freely set us

at liberty on the 13th day of the Seventh month, 1656. We had been

prisoners nine weeks at the first assize, called the Lent-assize,

which was in the spring of the year.

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