“All men of thought with laughter view, Or pity, the mistaken crew; Who, mad with Scripture, void of sense, And thoughtless, novelists commence; Swerve from the rules of mother Church, And leave her basely in the lurch: To holy _Holt_ they all repair, There join in _folly_ and in prayer; Next round the _gaols_ they hovering fly, To plague the wretches ere they die; And while the children lisp their praise, ‘Bless ‘em!’ each good old woman says.” At the risk of exhausting the reader’s patience, we must notice another anti-Methodist pamphleteer, who, in 1739, did his little best to strangle the new-born system at its birth. This was a certain “James Bate, M.A., Rector of St. Paul’s, Deptford; and formerly Chaplain to His Excellency Horatio Walpole, Esq.” First of all, the redoubtable author gave to the world a pamphlet of thirty-eight pages, bearing the title, “Methodism Displayed; or Remarks upon Mr. Whitefield’s Answer to the Bishop of London’s Pastoral Letter.” In this production, Whitefield is charged with causing numbers of poor tradesmen to leave their families to starve, only to ramble after himself; in dividing the word of God, he violently divides text from context, and makes arrant nonsense of both; he shuffles and prevaricates; treats the bishop with saucy sneers; is guilty of flat falsehoods, disingenuous quirks, and mean evasions; perfidiously tramples upon the canons of the Church; and flies in the face of his diocesan with unparalleled pride and impudence.