LETTER I.--ON THE QUAKERS

I was of opinion that the doctrine and history of so extraordinary a

people were worthy the attention of the curious. To acquaint myself with

them I made a visit to one of the most eminent Quakers in England, who,

after having traded thirty years, had the wisdom to prescribe limits to

his fortune and to his desires, and was settled in a little solitude not

far from London. Being come into it, I perceived a small but regularly

built house, vastly neat, but without the least pomp of furniture. The

Quaker who owned it was a hale, ruddy-complexioned old man, who had never

been afflicted with sickness because he had always been insensible to

passions, and a perfect stranger to intemperance. I never in my life saw

a more noble or a more engaging aspect than his. He was dressed like

those of his persuasion, in a plain coat without pleats in the sides, or

buttons on the pockets and sleeves; and had on a beaver, the brims of

which were horizontal like those of our clergy. He did not uncover

himself when I appeared, and advanced towards me without once stooping

his body; but there appeared more politeness in the open, humane air of

his countenance, than in the custom of drawing one leg behind the other,

and taking that from the head which is made to cover it. "Friend," says

he to me, "I perceive thou art a stranger, but if I can do anything for

thee, only tell me." "Sir," said I to him, bending forwards and

advancing, as is usual with us, one leg towards him, "I flatter myself

that my just curiosity will not give you the least offence, and that

you'll do me the honour to inform me of the particulars of your

religion." "The people of thy country," replied the Quaker, "are too

full of their bows and compliments, but I never yet met with one of them

who had so much curiosity as thyself. Come in, and let us first dine

together." I still continued to make some very unseasonable ceremonies,

it not being easy to disengage one's self at once from habits we have

been long used to; and after taking part in a frugal meal, which began

and ended with a prayer to God, I began to question my courteous host. I

opened with that which good Catholics have more than once made to

Huguenots. "My dear sir," said I, "were you ever baptised?" "I never

was," replied the Quaker, "nor any of my brethren." "Zounds!" say I to

him, "you are not Christians, then." "Friend," replies the old man in a

soft tone of voice, "swear not; we are Christians, and endeavour to be

good Christians, but we are not of opinion that the sprinkling water on a

child's head makes him a Christian." "Heavens!" say I, shocked at his

impiety, "you have then forgot that Christ was baptised by St. John."

"Friend," replies the mild Quaker once again, "swear not; Christ indeed

was baptised by John, but He himself never baptised anyone. We are the

disciples of Christ, not of John." I pitied very much the sincerity of

my worthy Quaker, and was absolutely for forcing him to get himself

christened. "Were that all," replied he very gravely, "we would submit

cheerfully to baptism, purely in compliance with thy weakness, for we

don't condemn any person who uses it; but then we think that those who

profess a religion of so holy, so spiritual a nature as that of Christ,

ought to abstain to the utmost of their power from the Jewish

ceremonies." "O unaccountable!" say I: "what! baptism a Jewish

ceremony?" "Yes, my friend," says he, "so truly Jewish, that a great

many Jews use the baptism of John to this day. Look into ancient

authors, and thou wilt find that John only revived this practice; and

that it had been used by the Hebrews, long before his time, in like

manner as the Mahometans imitated the Ishmaelites in their pilgrimages to

Mecca. Jesus indeed submitted to the baptism of John, as He had suffered

Himself to be circumcised; but circumcision and the washing with water

ought to be abolished by the baptism of Christ, that baptism of the

Spirit, that ablution of the soul, which is the salvation of mankind.

Thus the forerunner said, 'I indeed baptise you with water unto

repentance; but He that cometh after me is mightier than I, whose shoes I

am not worthy to bear: he shall baptise you with the Holy Ghost and with

fire.' Likewise Paul, the great apostle of the Gentiles, writes as

follows to the Corinthians, 'Christ sent me not to baptise, but to preach

the Gospel;' and indeed Paul never baptised but two persons with water,

and that very much against his inclinations. He circumcised his disciple

Timothy, and the other disciples likewise circumcised all who were

willing to submit to that carnal ordinance. But art thou circumcised?"

added he. "I have not the honour to be so," say I. "Well, friend,"

continues the Quaker, "thou art a Christian without being circumcised,

and I am one without being baptised." Thus did this pious man make a

wrong but very specious application of four or five texts of Scripture

which seemed to favour the tenets of his sect; but at the same time

forgot very sincerely an hundred texts which made directly against them.

I had more sense than to contest with him, since there is no possibility

of convincing an enthusiast. A man should never pretend to inform a

lover of his mistress's faults, no more than one who is at law, of the

badness of his cause; nor attempt to win over a fanatic by strength of

reasoning. Accordingly I waived the subject.

"Well," said I to him, "what sort of a communion have you?" "We have

none like that thou hintest at among us," replied he. "How! no

communion?" said I. "Only that spiritual one," replied he, "of hearts."

He then began again to throw out his texts of Scripture; and preached a

most eloquent sermon against that ordinance. He harangued in a tone as

though he had been inspired, to prove that the sacraments were merely of

human invention, and that the word "sacrament" was not once mentioned in

the Gospel. "Excuse," said he, "my ignorance, for I have not employed a

hundredth part of the arguments which might be brought to prove the truth

of our religion, but these thou thyself mayest peruse in the Exposition

of our Faith written by Robert Barclay. It is one of the best pieces

that ever was penned by man; and as our adversaries confess it to be of

dangerous tendency, the arguments in it must necessarily be very

convincing." I promised to peruse this piece, and my Quaker imagined he

had already made a convert of me. He afterwards gave me an account in

few words of some singularities which make this sect the contempt of

others. "Confess," said he, "that it was very difficult for thee to

refrain from laughter, when I answered all thy civilities without

uncovering my head, and at the same time said 'thee' and 'thou' to thee.

However, thou appearest to me too well read not to know that in Christ's

time no nation was so ridiculous as to put the plural number for the

singular. Augustus Caesar himself was spoken to in such phrases as

these: 'I love thee,' 'I beseech thee,' 'I thank thee;' but he did not

allow any person to call him 'Domine,' sir. It was not till many ages

after that men would have the word 'you,' as though they were double,

instead of 'thou' employed in speaking to them; and usurped the

flattering titles of lordship, of eminence, and of holiness, which mere

worms bestow on other worms by assuring them that they are with a most

profound respect, and an infamous falsehood, their most obedient humble

servants. It is to secure ourselves more strongly from such a shameless

traffic of lies and flattery, that we 'thee' and 'thou' a king with the

same freedom as we do a beggar, and salute no person; we owing nothing to

mankind but charity, and to the laws respect and obedience.

"Our apparel is also somewhat different from that of others, and this

purely, that it may be a perpetual warning to us not to imitate them.

Others wear the badges and marks of their several dignities, and we those

of Christian humility. We fly from all assemblies of pleasure, from

diversions of every kind, and from places where gaming is practised; and

indeed our case would be very deplorable, should we fill with such

levities as those I have mentioned the heart which ought to be the

habitation of God. We never swear, not even in a court of justice, being

of opinion that the most holy name of God ought not to be prostituted in

the miserable contests betwixt man and man. When we are obliged to

appear before a magistrate upon other people's account (for law-suits are

unknown among the Friends), we give evidence to the truth by sealing it

with our yea or nay; and the judges believe us on our bare affirmation,

whilst so many other Christians forswear themselves on the holy Gospels.

We never war or fight in any case; but it is not that we are afraid, for

so far from shuddering at the thoughts of death, we on the contrary bless

the moment which unites us with the Being of Beings; but the reason of

our not using the outward sword is, that we are neither wolves, tigers,

nor mastiffs, but men and Christians. Our God, who has commanded us to

love our enemies, and to suffer without repining, would certainly not

permit us to cross the seas, merely because murderers clothed in scarlet,

and wearing caps two foot high, enlist citizens by a noise made with two

little sticks on an ass's skin extended. And when, after a victory is

gained, the whole city of London is illuminated; when the sky is in a

blaze with fireworks, and a noise is heard in the air, of thanksgivings,

of bells, of organs, and of the cannon, we groan in silence, and are

deeply affected with sadness of spirit and brokenness of heart, for the

sad havoc which is the occasion of those public rejoicings."

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