Chemists -- England -- Biography; Priestley, Joseph, 1733-1804
“My late Townsmen and Neighbours,—After living with you eleven years,
in which you had uniform experience of my peaceful behaviour, in my
attention to the quiet studies of my profession and those of
philosophy, I was far from expecting the injuries which I and my
friends have lately received from you. But you have been misled. By
hearing the Dissenters, and particularly the Unitarian Dissenters,
continually railed at, as enemies to the present government in Church
and State, you have been led to consider any injury done to us as a
meritorious thing, and, not having been better informed, the means
were not attended to. When the _object_ was right you thought the
_means_ could not be wrong. By the discourses of your teachers, and
the exclamations of your superiors in general, drinking confusion and
damnation to us (which is well known to have been their frequent
practice), your bigotry has been excited to the highest pitch, and
nothing has been said to you to moderate your passions, but everything
to inflame them; hence, without any consideration on your part or on
theirs, who ought to have known and taught you better, you were
prepared for every species of outrage, thinking that whatever you
could do to spite and injure us was for the support of Government, and
especially the Church. In _destroying us_ you have been led to think
_you did God_ and your country the most substantial _service_.
“Happily the minds of Englishmen have a horror of _murder_, and
therefore you did not, I hope, think of _that_, though by your
clamorous demanding of _me_ at the hotel it is probable that at that
time some of you intended me some personal injury. But what is the
value of life when everything is done to make it wretched? In many
cases there would be greater mercy in dispatching the inhabitants than
in burning their houses. However, I infinitely prefer what I feel from
_the spoiling of my goods_ to the disposition of those who have misled
you.
“You have destroyed the most truly valuable and useful apparatus of
philosophical instruments that perhaps any individual in this or any
other country was ever possessed of, in my use of which I annually
spent large sums, with no pecuniary view whatever, but only in the
advancement of science, for the benefit of my country and of mankind.
You have destroyed a library corresponding to that apparatus which no
money can re-purchase, except in a course of time. But what I feel far
more, you have destroyed _manuscripts_, which have been the result of
the laborious study of many years, and which I shall never be able to
recompose; and this has been done to one who never did, or imagined
you, any harm.
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