How different was to be the future from what he imagined! He had
yet to learn that here, in the wilds of New England, was a tyranny,
in some respects as narrow as that of King Charles. Here, too, was
unjust persecution very much like that from which he had fled. The
Massachusetts Puritans who had left the mother country because they
could not worship according to their consciences now refused to let
others worship according to _their_ consciences. They who had been
made to suffer for thinking as they pleased now caused their neighbors
to suffer for the same reason. They held that while they had objected
to the corruptions of the established church, now that a purer form
of worship had taken its place, it must and should be supported. They
had bitterly criticized the English Church, but nobody must criticize
theirs!
The accepted law was the Ten Commandments. These were divided into
“two tables.” The first four, or those which summed up man’s duty to
God, were the “first table,” while the remaining six, which covered
the duties of man to man, were the “second table.” A person guilty
of breaking any one of the Commandments was liable to be punished
by the magistrates. The government of the colony was based upon the
old Mosaic Law. Severe and heartless were the penalties meted out to
offenders--often more severe and more heartless than those of England.
Naturally the world had progressed during the hundreds of years that
had elapsed since the rigid code of the Hebrew law-giver was in force.
Into this narrow body of believers came Roger Williams, who was to
become the “apostle of soul liberty.” From the very start, he was
looked upon as a troublemaker. A Boston clergyman, Cotton Mather,
writing about this period some years later, said that Roger Williams
had a windmill in his head.
“In the year 1654, a certain windmill in the Low Countries, whirling
round with extraordinary violence, by reason of a violent storm then
blowing, the stone at length by its rapid motion became so intensely
hot as to fire the mill, from whence the flames, being dispersed by
the high winds, did set a whole town on fire. But I can tell my reader
that, about twenty years before this, there was a whole country in
America like to be set on fire by the rapid motion of a windmill, in
the head of one particular man.”
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