Great Britain -- History -- Stuarts, 1603-1714 -- Fiction
So they were introduced to the presence of his Grace, and first my
father--as Humphrey told me--fell into a kind of ecstasy, praising
God for the landing of the Duke, and foretelling such speedy victory
as would lay the enemies of the country at his feet. He then drew
forth a roll of paper in which he had set down, for the information
of the Duke, the estimated number of the disaffected in every town
of the south and west of England, with the names of such as could be
trusted not only to risk their own bodies and estates in the Cause,
but would stir up and encourage their friends. There were so many on
these lists that the Duke's eyes brightened as he read them.
'Sir,' he said, 'if these reports can be depended upon, we are
indeed made men. What is your opinion, Dr. Challis?'
'My opinion, Sir, is that these are the names of friends and
well-wishers; if they see your Grace well supported at the outset
they will flock in; if not, many of them will stand aloof.'
'Will Sir Christopher join me?' asked the Duke.
'No, Sir; he is now seventy-five years of age.'
The Duke turned away. Presently he returned to the lists and asked
many more questions.
'Sir,' said my father, at length, 'I have given you the names of
all that I know who are well affected to the Protestant Cause; they
are those who have remained faithful to the ejected Ministers. Many
a time have I secretly preached to them. One thing is wanting: the
assurance that your Grace will bestow upon us liberty of conscience
and freedom of worship. Else will not one of them move hand or foot.'
'Why,' said the Duke, 'for what other purpose am I come? Assure
them, good friend, assure them in my name; make the most solemn
pledge that is in your power and in mine.'
'In that case, Sir,' said my father, 'I will at once write letters
with my own hand to the brethren everywhere. There are many honest
country lads who will carry the letters by ways where they are not
likely to be arrested and searched. And now, Sir, I pray your leave
to preach to these your soldiers. They are at present drinking,
swearing, and breaking the Sabbath. The campaign which should be
begun with prayer and humiliation for the sins of the country hath
been begun with many deadly sins, with merriment, and with fooling.
Suffer me, then, to preach to them.'
'Preach, by all means,' said the Duke. 'You shall have the parish
church. I fear, Sir, that my business will not suffer me to have
the edification of your sermon, but I hope that it will tend to the
soberness and earnestness of my men. Forgive them, Sir, for their
lightness of heart. They are for the most part young. Encourage them
by promises rather than by rebuke. And so, Sir, for this occasion,
farewell!'
In this way my father obtained the wish of his heart, and preached
once more in a church before the people who were the young soldiers
of Monmouth's army.
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