to Huntingdon gaol, as I shall be provided with an accommodation in
Bedlam.
His lordship now changed his mode of attack: instead of threatening, he
began to entreat: "Berridge," said he, "you know I have been your
friend, and I wish to be so still. I am continually teazed with the
complaints of the clergymen around you; only assure me, that you will
keep to your own parish; you may do as you please there. I have but
little time to live; do not bring my grey hairs with sorrow to the
grave." At this instant two gentlemen were announced, who desired to
speak with his lordship. "Berridge," said he, "go to your inn, and come
again at such an hour, and dine with me." I went, and, on entering a
private room, fell immediately upon my knees. I could bear threatening,
but knew not how to withstand entreaty, especially the entreaty of a
respectable old man. At the appointed time I returned. At dinner I was
treated with great respect. The two gentlemen also dined with us. I
found they had been informed who I was, as they sometimes cast their
eyes towards me in some such manner as one would glance at a monster.
After dinner, his lordship took me into the garden. "Well, Berridge,"
said he, "have you considered of my request?" I have, my lord, said I,
and have been upon my knees concerning it. "Well, will you promise me
that you will preach no more out of your own parish?" It would afford me
great pleasure, said I, to comply with your lordship's request, if I
could do it with a good conscience. I am satisfied the Lord has blessed
my labours of this kind, and I dare not desist. "A good conscience!"
said his lordship, "do you not know that it is contrary to the canons of
the church?" There is one canon, my Lord, I replied, which saith, "Go,
preach the gospel to every creature." "But why should you wish to
interfere with the charge of other men? one man cannot preach the gospel
to all men." If they would preach the gospel themselves, said I, there
would be no need of my preaching it to their people; but as they do not,
I cannot desist. His lordship then parted with me in some displeasure;
and I returned home not knowing what would befall me, but thankful to
God that I had preserved a conscience void of offence.
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