4 O '.yjl^^- K (y c " " " '* ^o *^ ^^ -^^ ^'^je^^^ ^ t^ . ■^ Vs. \: f'SX,- /■ .-■^ / '^mm ■"^•v l:^ iril^IA^I PE^:^ IV m^i u 1718 THE L.IFE OP THE SETTLER OF PENNSYLVANIA, FOUNDER OF PHILADELPHIA, AND ONE OF THE FIRST LAWGIVERS IN THE COLONIES, NOW UNITED STATES, IN 16S2. CONTAINING ALSO, HIS CELEBRATED TREATY WITH THE INDIANS HIS PURCHASE OK THEIR COUNTRY VALUABLE ANECDOTES OF ADMIRAL PENN ALSO OF KING CHARLES II., KING JAMES II., KING WILLIAM, AND QUEEIf ANNE, IN WHOSE REIGNS WILLIAM PENN LIVED CURIOUS CIRCUM- STANCES THAT LED HIM TO BECOME A QUAKER WITH A VIEW OF THE ADMIRABLE TRAITS IN THE CHARACTER OF THE PEOPLE CALLED FRIENDS OR QUAKERS, WHO HAVE DONE SO MUCH TO MELIORATE THE CONDITION OF SUFFERING HUMANITY. BY M. li. WEEMS, Author of the Life of Washington, ice. Character of William Penn, by Montesquieu. "William Penn is a real Lycurgus. And though the former made PEACE hii firincipjl aim, as the latter did WAR: yet they resemble one another in the singu- ar way of living to which tiiey reduced their people — in the astonishing ascendant tiiey gained over freemen ; and in the strong passions which they subdued." Charactrr of William Penn, by Edmund Burke. " Wlliam Penn, as a legislator, deserves immortal thanks from the whole world. Tis pleasing to do honour to those great men whose virtues and generosity have contributed to the peopling of the earth, and to the Freedom and Happiness of ntankixd; and who have preferred the interest of a remote posterity and limes UR- Jcnown, to their own fortune, and to the quiet and security of their own lives." PUBLISHED BY URIAH HUNT, No. 101 MARKET ST., JLND SOLD BY TUB BOOKSELLERS GENERALLY THROUGHOCT THE UNITED 8TATB*. Stereotyped Vy L. Jol-iisotu 183G. f\ Eastern District of Pennsylvania, to wit, BE IT REMEMBERED, That on the twenty-seventh day of July, in the fifty- fourth year of the Independence of the United States of America, A. D. 18-2i), URIAH HUNT, of the said District, has deposited in this office the title of a book, the right whereof he claims as proprietor, in the words following, to wit: " The Life of William Penn, the settler of Pennsylvania, the founder of Phila- delphia, and one of the tirst Law-givers in Ihe Colonies, now United States, in 1682. Containing also his celebrated treaty with the Indians — his purchase of their coun- try — Valuable anecdotes of Admiral Penn— also of King Charles II., King James II., King William, and dueen Anne, in whose reigns William Penn lived — Curious circumstances that led him to become a Quaker — with a view of the admirable raits in the character of the people called Friends or Quakers, who have done so much to meliorate the condition of suffering humanity. By M. L. Weems, author of the Life of Washington, &c." Character of William Penn, hy Montesquieu. "William Penn is a real Lycurgus. And though the former made peace his prin- cipal aim, as the latter did war: yet they resemble one another in the singular way of living to which they reduced their people — in the astonishing ascendant they gained over freemen ; and in the strong passions which they subdued." Character of William Penn, by Edmund Burke. "William Penn, as a legislator, deserves immortal thanks from the whole world. 'Tis pleasing to do honour to those great men whoso virtues and generosity have contributed to the peopling of the earth, and to the freedom and happiness of man- kind ; and who have preferred the interest of a remote posterity and limes unknown, to their own fortune, and to the quiet and security of their own lives." In conformity to the Act of the Congress of the United States, entitled "An Act for the encouragement of learning, by securing the copies of maps, charts, and books, to the authors and proprietors of such copies, during the times therein mentioned ;" and also to an Act, entitled, " An Act Supplementary to an Act, entitled, ' An Act for the encouragement of learning, by securmg the copies of maps, charts, and books, to the authors and proprietors of such copies, during the times therein mentioned,' and extending the benetits thereof to the arts of designing, engraving, and etching, historical and other prhits." D. CALDWELL, Clerk of the Eastern District of Pennsylvania. THE LIFE OF ^VIIililAM FENN, CHAPTER I. If, by your ancestors, yourself you rate; Count me those only who were good and great. If ever a son of Adam and of Eve had cause to glory in the flesh, that son was honest, broad-brimm'd William Penn. " A generation there is," says Solo- mon, " O how they can lift up their eyebrows, and how they can roll their eyes ;" swelling and strutting like the star-taiPd birds of the dunghill, because their fathers before them were knights or baronets ! though all beyond were shoe-blacks or rat-catchers. But not so the noble founder of Pennsylvania. He was oi the " well born,'''' in the worthiest sense of the word. For fifteen generations^ the best and bravest blood in Eng- land had flowed in the veins of his family, unstained by a single act that history should blush to record. No scoundrel sycophants were made drunk at their tables, while the poor tenant's children cried for bread ; nor the needy hireling pined for his pay, while their proud drawing-rooms were filled with costly car- pets and sideboards. No unsuspecting stranger, after sharing their splendid hospitalities, was fleeced of his purse by their gambling arts, and then turned out of doors, to curse the polished robbers. No ! Such stains A 2 6 THE LIFE OF of pride and villany were never known to sully the Penn coat of arms. For, on the contrary, the Hood- tide of wealth, won by their high-toned virtues, was constantly turned into such active channels of private and public usefulness, that they were the boast and blessing of all the country. And to this day, often, as the traveller through Buckinghamshire, charmed with the stately mansions, shining amidst clovered meadows and fields of golden grain, inquires, ^'-what lovely farms are these F''^ the honest rustic, with joy bright- ening on his sun-burnt face, replies, " why, sir, this is Fenn's Dale ! or Penn's House ! that, is Penn's Wood ! or Penn's Land ! As like generally begets like ; and the ring-dove that saddens the grove with his cooings, is never sprung from the fire-ey'd falcon : so many have supposed that our gentle William Penn must have descended from a long succession of Quaker ancestors. But this is al- together a mistake ; for he was the first of that sect ever heard of in his numerous family. Indeed, so far from having been a meekly looking friend, his father was a fierce iron-faced admiral in the British navy : and not as in these halcyon days neither, when British captains, like ladies' lap-dogs, can sleep on velvet cushions, and move about in clouds of sweet-scented bergamot and lavender. But he was a sea captain in the bloody days of Van Tromp, and the Duke of York, when the great rival republics of England and Hol- land were rushing forth, in all their thunders and light- nings, striving for the rule of the watery world. And it is but justice to record of him that, so many were the proofs which he had given of an extraordinary va- lour and skill, he was appointed to the command of a man of war, at the green age of twenty-one. And he continued gallantly fighting, and rapidly rising, till after passing all the degrees of admiralship, such as rear- admiral, vice-admiral, admiral of the blue, admiral of .the red, &c. he had the highest honour of all, conferred WILLIAM PENN. T on him ; the honour to be next in command to the brave Duke of York in the Dutch war of 1665. And the triumph of the British flag in the great and terrible sea-fight in that year was so largely due, under God, to his courage and seamanship, that he was created a knight; aiid was always received at court with the utmost cordiality. Though then but in the middle of his days, (45) yet his constitution was so wrecked by hard services, that he left the sea, and set him- self in good earnest, to prepare for his last great voy- age — to heaven. And it is generally thought that he is safely moored there too : for he was a man, in many respects, of a noble heart : and, for a sailor, uncommonly devout ; as would appear, among many other still better proofs, from the following epitaph, written by himself, on one of his unfortunate sailors, who, drowned with many others on the coast of Deal, was picked up and buried in the church-yard near that place : — The boist'rous winds and raging seas, Have tost me to and fro ; But spite of these, by God's decrees, I harbour here below — - Where safe at anchor I do ride With many of our fleet ; In hope one day, again to weigh, Great Admiral Christ to meet. From what has been said of him, most of my read- ers are, I suppose, so well pleased with our honest admiral as to be ready to pray that, if ever he had a son, that son proved to him a Barnabas, a " son of consolation." Well, glory to him whose goodness often prepares the richest answer to prayer, even before it is formed in the generous breast ! And still greater glory to him who has made us ca- pable of that amiable philanthropy whereby we can -8 THE LIFE OP €end back our sympathies to the generations that are past, and take a hvely interest in the joys of those who hved long before our day. By virtue of this 'tis pleasing to learn of our good admiral that he mar- ried — married early — and begat a son : but not in his own image. For, while the father lived only to represent the miseries of that iron age spoken of by the prophet, when wretched men, blinded by their passions, could rush into bloody fight for filthij hicre, the son lived to give some blessed signal of that golden age to come, when filled with ail the sweetness of di- vine love, men should deem it ^'- glory to suffer the spoiling of their goods for conscience sake.'''' This child of honour was born to the admiral in the year 1644, When the incarnate God descended on the earth, the temples of horrid war were shut that selfsame year; and silver-tongued angels were heard to chaunt their an- thems of " Glory to God for coining in the flesh to re- store the golden age of peace and good will anions: mcn.^'' It is not pretended that any testimonials of this high character were given at the birth of this true disciple of the Benevolent Saviour : but it appears, from the unanimous testimony of his historians, that the dove-like spirit of meekness descended upon him even in the cradle. And here I cannot but relate an anecdote of little William^ which v/iil serve to show how soon the ideas of moral rigiit, if not innate, may be planted in our na- ture. Ac-cording to that famous historian, Xenophon, the schoolmasters among the ancient Persians, took much less pains to teach their children the knowledge of letters than to inspire them with the love of Justice; because, in their opinion, "Honest deahng among men is far more important to happiness than all human learning." They neglected no opportunity to incul- cate this on the youthful mi&d. U, for example, they saw a little man with a big coat, and a l,>ig man with II little coat, they Vv'ould straight CAl to catechising the WILLIAM PENN. 9 child as to what ought to be done in that case. If the child said, exchange the coats ; they answered no : that might be convenience, but not justice. For if the little man, by his virtues, had got himself a big coat, would it be justice to take it away from him and give it to a big man whose idleness had brought him to rags ? That the Admiral had taken pains to educate his son in this sublime style, may, I think, very fairly be inferred from the following story of little William when only seven years old. Among his father's ten- ants was a poor man named Thomas Pearce, just such an honest good natured soul as every body loves. The Penn family set great store by him, and especially little William, whom honest Thomas had so often car- ried in his arms, and returning from the Fair, had brought him many a cake and apple. On some sud- den emergence, the Admiral had got Tom with his cart to assist him. After looking, with an air of much sympathy on the poor man, where he wrought till the sweat in big drops trickled down his pallid face, little William came to the Admiral, and said ^'•father anH you going to pay poor Tom Pearce for working for you so .^" What makes you ask that, William, replied the Ad- miral. Why, because, father, I think you ought to pay him. Why so, my son ? Why, because, father, I donH see why he should work so hard for you for nothing. Well, I dare say, William, I shall pay him. But, father, if you don't pay him money, Vll tell you what you ought to do. What, my son ? Why, father, when poor Tom comes to want any loork done, you shoidd send your wagon to help him. My cart, you mean, William, for you see I have only his cart. 10 THE LIFE OF Yes, father, hut your 7vagon is not so much bigger ■than his cart as you arc richer than poor Tom.'^'' God bless my son, cried the Admiral, embracing him, I hope you'll be a brave, honest-iiearted English- jviAN, as long as you live," From a child, William was given to be sedate and thoughtful, which contributed much towards his im- provement of those many providences, such as sick- ness, whether of himself or his parents, death of rela- tions, frightful dreams, thunder-gusts, and so on — which, like "/me on line, and precept on precept,''"' are meant of God to lead even children to wisdom. His mother, of whom he was doatingly fond, often seized such providences to make good impressions on his mind. And these impressions were still more deep- ened by the dismal scenes which his father, sitting by the family fire-side, would often describe, when maddening nations "^o dozen in ships on the mighty waters,^'' to mix in bloody fight, among roaring winds and waves. Sometimes he would tell of the great ships of w^ar — how, pierced by a thousand bullets in the dreadful fight, they suddenly disappear with all their shrieking crews, going down swift into their watery graves, while the dark mountain billows, closing over their hapless heads, leave no sign that there any ship had ever sailed before. At other times he would paint the hostile navies, in close and furious combat, hid in clouds of smoke and flame, when, all at once, their magazines taking fire, they blow up with the sound of a thousand thunders, while hundreds of ill-fated sea- men, torn limb from limb, by the horrid blast, are thrown miles into the air, nor ttiey nor ships ever seen again. The earnestness with which little William would listen, and his changeful looks, often bathed in tcars^ strongly bespoke his kindred feelings, and how truly he mourned the wretched victims of war. But among the many things which the Admiral would tell, to im« WILLIAM PEiVN. tt prove the heart of his son, the following seems well worthy of remennbrance, as it marks that constantly superintending providence which directs the affairs of men. On board of the Admiral's ship was a young officer of the name of Fenton, the only son of his mother, and she a widow. Fenton was giddy and dissipated in a high degree, which cost his mother many a tear. One day, as drowned in sorrow, she took leave of him going on ship-board to fight the enemy, she repeated all her former good advice, giving him, at the same time, a beautiful little Bible, which she put into a side pocket made by her own hands, over his left breast. The two fleets met, and a most bloody conflict ensued. The ships grappled each other ; and the eager crews,, quitting their cannon, fought hand to hand, with pistols and cutlasses, as on dry ground. In the mortal fray, the decks all covered with the dying and the dead, Fenton was attacked by a stout Dutchman, who, pre- senting his pistol to his heart, drew the trigger. The ball struck. Feeding the shock, Fenton concluded he was mortally wounded, but being naturally brave, he continued to fight on with great fury, though not with- out secretly wondering that he did not fall. On the ceasing of the battle, which terminated in favour of the British, he began to search for his wound. But not a scratch could he find, nor even a drop of blood.. This, no doubt, was great good news to him who had given himself up for dead. He then thought of his Bible, and drawing it from his side pocket, found it miserably torn by the ball, which, but for that strange stop, would have been buried in his heart. The thoughts of heaven and of his mother rushed on his mind. And, for the first tiii>e in his life, he fell on his knees and adored a God. Carefully opening his Bible, he found that the ball, after penetrating one half of the sacred volume, had stopped exactly at that fa mous verse — " Rejoice, O young man, in thy youth^ 12 THE LIFE OF and let thy heart cheer thee in the days of thy youth ; and walk in the ways of thy heart and in the sight of thine eyes ; but know thou, that for all these things God shall bring thee into judgment l" Fenton was so struck with this, as a call from heaven, that he imme- diately altered his life ; and from a worthless reprobate, became a Good Christian — that is, A Real Gen- tleman. CHAPTER II. As a man must ask his wifc^ whether he is to be ^ rich man or a beggar ; so, a child must ask his mother^ whether he is to be a wise man or a fool, a saint or a demon for ever. It was in her warm bowels that he first received his " substance^ yet being imperfect ;" and his first pulse of life from her throbbing heart. It was in her fond arms that he found his dearest cradle, and his sweetest pillow on her snowy orbs. There were the first eager drawings of his thirsty lips ; and there the wanton pattings of his fingers, as filled with the fra- grant nectar and gladdened through all his frame, he fell back on her arms, and laughed and jumped and crowed to her strong kissings and chirpings. And still with the rolling years, this tender attachment to his mother continued, " growing with his growth, and strengthening with his strength," because her banners over him M^ere love. Is he frightened? he runs to her for safety. Is he aggrieved? he carries all hig complaints to her dear bosom. And while his father, that hardier parent, can turn away from him and sleep and snore insensible to his moans, he feels his mother's arms still pressing him closer and closer to her heart ; or hears her tender sighs, as, bathing him with tears, she kisses his feverish lips, and answers him groan for groan. WILLIAM PENN. 13 O happy the child, whose mother, after thus winning; his love, seeks to improve it as a ladder, whereby he- may ascend to Heaven on the pleasant steps of early piety and virtue. This was the favoured lot of young; William Penn. From concurrent testimony of all his- torians of that day, his mother was a daughter of wis- dom. Far different from the credulous millioTi, who, how often soever deceived by the world, will yet go> on, like passionate lovers, to woo and woo again the same perfidious mistress. And though sent home cha- grined and sad from many a joyless ball and rout, will still hope better things from some subsequent adven- ture. — Jli/e ! that zvill do — another suit of diamonds and of silks ! — A new and richer coach and still moreflam-^ ing harness.'''' Thus fond of being led on, like children^ by the butterfly attractions of hope. Not so the wiser Mrs. Penn. Disappointments served but to startle her into thought — and to spring suspicions of this world's vanity. As a delicate bird of the skies, accidentally^ lighting on a barren^ and defrauded of the nectarine food she seeks, instantly lifts the ivory beak and pea- sive eye of disappointment, then, spurning the inhospi' table soil, she spreads her golden plumes and with chirping joy springs towards her native element. Just so it was with the mother of young William Penn, Born for a better, she soon discovered that this world was not the place of lier rest. — " A land of shadows^ where hardly any thing is real but trouble ; and nothing certain but death." Instantly she gave her heart to God. She sought an equal happiness for her son. How could a mother of her sensibility, behold his soft flaxen locks and tender cheeks of youth without tears of solicitude that he might have the Lof.d for his God? Such were the views of Mrs. Penn with regard to her son. And correspondent was the education which she gave him. Oh how different from that which many an unfortunate child, now-a-days, receives from an ig- B 14 THE LIFE OF norant mother, who at the first step leaves out God and Heaven with all the present and eternal advantages of piety ! '-''Come, make haste son,'*'' says she, " and learn your booksya.T\d you shall be a great man by and by^ iy learning his book, she meanSy at most, nothing be- yond a showy, college education, which, though it may increase his pride and arrogance, seldom adds any thing to his DIVINE and social affections^ which alone render young men amiable and happy.. And by being a great man she means only a great scholar ; a great physician; a great lawyer ; making a great deal of money ; building, great houses and so on — and after all, the dupe of his passions, and as miserable as pride, envy, hate, intemperance, and duelling can render him ! The mother of WilHam Penn did not thus direct his immortal affections to mortal goods, thereby filling up his life with feverish hopes and anguish fears ; and all for vanities which he might never win, or soon must lose for ever. Nor did she imitate that other class of mothers^ who,.if they do,, at times, show as though they would lead their children to piety, do not seem to understand wherein it consists^ Many a mother for example, just as her little son is^ dying for sleep, will pull him to her knee, and say " Come, darling, your bed is ready : now say yoixt prayers first. Well, darling,. who made you? Half asleep he drawls out — Gon. Well,, who redeemed you I Jesus Christ. Well, who sanctified you ? The Holy Ghost. What did God make you for ? To serve him. How are you to serve him I In spirit and truth. Well said, darling ! continues the mother; and praises him for a good boy ; though what the poor thing nas been saying about ^Redeemed'" — " Saiictified^''— WILLIAM PENN. 15 * Holy Ghost,'''' and " Spirit and Truth,'''' he no more un- derstands than the parrot does when he prates poor Poll ! poor Poll ! Now what is this but a delusion of Satan lull- ing the silly mother into the fatal conceit that she is making a great Christian of her son, while she is actually keeping him in that ignorance of God which is the true cause of all vice and misery. But Mrs. Penn did not thus catechize her son on the mysteries of Revela- tion Tvhile as yet he was ignorant of the first truths of natural religion. No ! she well knew that before he could " come to God, he must believe that he zs" — ^and that before he could " love him with all his hearf'' he must " know him'''' to be that infinitely great and good being who alone is worthy of all love. It was her be- Hef that the works of God in the creation were pur- posely set off in such a style of grandeur and beauty, and convenience in order to startle all, even the young, into a sense of the perfections of the Creator. Hence, Paul argues that — ^" (he invisible things of God, even his eternal power and Godhead, are clearly seen by the things that are made, insomuch thai if men do not adore him as God, they are without excuse,'''' And hence it is that David so vehemently calls upon all men to ''•give thanks unto the Lord.'' Why ? why " because he is good and his mercy endurethfor ever,'''' — " To him who by wis- dom created the Heavens ^ for his goodness endurethfor evcr,'^ ^^ To him who made the sun to rule the day, and the moon and stars to rule the night ; for hi« good- ness endureth for ever" — "to him who stretched forth the green earth above the mighty waters ; for his good- ness endureth for ever" — " to him w^ho created man but a little lower than the angels -, for his goodness endureth for ever." And indeed it was in these his wondrous works, as in a glass, that the pious in all ages have employed themselves seeing and conversing with the Creator and singing him ceaseless hymns of praise. " We ought,''' says Socrates, " to sing a hymn of praise to God when we are ploughing the sweet scent- 16 THE LIFE OF ed earth.'''' — " We ought to sing a hymn of praise to God., when we behold the leaving harvest ; or the or^ chards laden with delicious fruits.'''' — " We ought to sing a hymn of praise to God, when we look around upon the beauties of the fields or survey the glories of the hea- Dens.'''' So much for Socrates, David, and Paul, the three brightest ornaments of the three grand dispensa- tions of religion — Socrates for the Light of Nature, David for the Lav\^ by Moses, and Paul for the Gospel by Jesus Christ — all of whom clearly and harmonious- ly teach us that in educating a dear child for heaven, parents should never think of contenting themselves with'a few shallow notions and shibboleths, but should " dig deep^'' and lay an immovable foundation in the glorious being and attributes of God, as so easily and sweetly discoverable in his wonderful works around us. What parent then, or what child but must read with the liveliest pleasure and interest, the following curious dialogue between little William Penn and his mother ? CHAPTER IV. William, a fine, plump, fleshy boy, five or six years old, standing at his mother's knees, waiting for her to talk with him ; while she, after pressing him to her bosom, thus, in a sprightly voice, addresses him^^ " Well, William, I want to see if you can answer mo- ther one great question.'''' " Well, mother," replied William, his eyes sparkling, ^' come tell me what it is.'^^ Well, William, said she, can you tell mother who imade you ? Yes, to be sure, mother, that I can, easy enough. God cdid make me, didn't he ? WILLIAM PENN. 17 How do you know that, my son ? Heigh, mother, didn't you tell me so a matter of a hundred times and more? But suppose, William, I had not told you that God made you, do you think you could have found it out ? Here William paused — at length replied, indeed mother I don't know. Why not, my son, it seems very easy. Well then, mother, come tell me. Well now, my son, you see that stone that lies there at your feet, don't you ? Yes, mother, to be sure I do. And what of that stone, mother? That stone is somethings isn't it my son ? Yes, to be sure, it is something. But how do you know it is somethings William ? Heigh, mother, don't I see it ; and don't Jfeelit that it is something ; and a mighty hard and big and heav^ something too. — Here good reader, let us pause and note how soon the divine light of reason darts on the minds of children ! What master of the mathematics could give a better definition of matter , or as the text has it, of something, than little William here does *' Don''t I see it, mother," says he ; don't I feel it that it is something, and a mighty hard and big and heavi/ something too ! Well, but, William, continued his mother, how came it to be this something ? Indeed, mother, I don't know. Well, but does it not strike you, my son, that since it is something, it must have been made so, or, it must have made itself so ? William paused, as if quite at a loss, but at length said : I don't see, mother, how it could have made itself Why not, my son ? What, this stone made itself! replied he, like one suddenly struck, as at the idea of something quite ab- surd and ridiculous ; this stone made itself! why, dear B 2 18 THE LIFE OF me, mother, 'tis such a dead thing ! it can't see ; it can't hear ; it can't stir. I don't see any seyise it had to make itself a stone, or any thing eJse. No indeed, William, nor can the greatest philoso- pher of them all see it neither: for in that case it must have had a great deal o^ sense^ which I am sure it has not. Well, now, William, since it is plain that this stone did not make itself, who do you think could have made it ? Indeed, mother, I don't know, unless it was father. As he sails the great ships, perhaps he did make it. When he comes home we will ask him mother, won't we ? Oh no, said Mrs. Penn, shaking her head and smil- ing ; oh no, William, your father did not make it, my son ; nor could all the men in the world, put together, jxiake it, nor even a single grain of sand. William appeared much at a loss at this. But after some silence he went on again with his questions— *' Well then, mother, who did make that stone?" Why, my son, answered Mrs. Penn, since it is plain that it had no sense to make itself; and since all the men in the world put together could not have made it, it follows that it must have been made by some mighty one who had wisdom and power to make all things. Aye, that's God^ isn't it mother? Why yes, to be sure, my son, it is God. It is he made this stone, and all the stones, and all the trees, and all the cattle, and the birds, and the fishes, and all the people, and the mountains, and the skies, and every thing. And did not God m.ake me too^ mother, asked Wil- liam? Yes, to be sure he did, my son. But yet, mother, I'm your little boy, an't I ? Yes, that you are, William, and a dear little boy too, ii)Ut still God did make you for all that. Since all the WILLIAM PENN. 19 men in the world, as I said just now, could not make one grain of sand, then O how could I make such a beautiful little boy like you. And so don't you know any thmg, mother, how 1 came to be made? No indeed, my son, no more than that stone there. When I married your dear father, I did not know any better than that stone, whether I was to have you or not. Or whether you were to be a little boy or not ; or whether you were to have fine black eyes or not. I make you, indeed, William ! when I cannot make even "one hair of your head white or black." And O how could I have made so fearful and wonderful a frame as yours, when even now that it is made, it is all a perfect mystery to me. See ! I place my hand upon my son's heart, and I feel it beating against my fingers ; but still I know nothing about how it beats. 1 put my hand upon his sweet bosom, and feel it heav- ing as he breathes, but still I am ignorant of it all. And when I look at him every morning, as he break- fasts on his little basin of milk and bread, Oh I'm lost ! I'm lost! I'm lost! Heigh, for what, mother? cried William, surprised. Why for wonder how his milk and bread, white as snow, should be turned into blood red as crimson ; and how that blood soft as milk should be turned, some into sweet little teeth, white and hard as ivory ; and some into soft flowing hair like silk ; some into sweet polished cheeks like rose buds ; and some into bright shining eyes like diamonds ! Could I have made you, William, after this wonderful manner ? Oh no my son, no — not all the men on earth, nor all the angels in heaven, could have done it. No, none but the great God could have made you. As good Mrs. Penn uttered these words, which she did with great emphasis, William appeared lost in thought ; however, after some silence, and with a 20 THE LIFE OF deep sigh, he looked up to his mother, and thus went on with his questions again. Well, mother, what did God make me for? Why, for his goodness' sake, my son, which loved you BO, he wanted to make you happy. How do I know, mother, that God loves me so ; I did never do any thing for him ? Well, son, and what did you ever do for me, and yet I have always loved you very dearly, havn't I. Yes, mother, but I always see you ; but I did never see God. True William, nor did you ever see your grand-fa- ther Pennwood ; but still you know that he loved you, don't you ? Yes, mother, that 1 do know that grandfather Penn- wood loves me, for he is always sending me such pretty things. He sent me, you know, mother, my pretty tame rabbits, and my pretty little horse, and a great many other pretty things. Well then my son, if God gives you a great many more pretty things than grandfather Pennwood ever did, won't you say that he loves you too ? Yes, that 1 will, mother. Done ! 'tis a bargain, William. And now, my son, brighten up your thoughts and tell your mother who gives you every thing. Who gave you these beautiful eyes ? Who gave you these sweet rosy checks ? Who gave you this lovely forehead ? Who gave you these dear ivory teeth ? And these nimble little feet for you to run about — and these pretty fingers to handle every thing? And who gave you all the sweet apples, and pears, and cherries, for you to eat ? And the birds to sing, and the bees to make honey-comb for you ? And this beautiful earth with all the sweet flowers, and corn, and trees ? And then who gave you these bright heavens away up yonder, and the sun, the moon, and the stars, all, all to shine so bright for you — O my dear, WILLIAM PENN. 21 dear son, did grandfather Pennwood ever give you any thing like all this? Here, William, his bosom labouring as with sighs of wonder, replied, O mother, did God give me all these things ? O yes, to be sure, William, all these things ; and ten thousand thousand times more than you can ever count. Well then, mother, God must love me very much indeed, to give me all these things. But mother, what does God want from me that he gives me so many beautiful things ? Why, William, all that he wants of you, my son, is that you should love him very much. Well but, mother, what good will that do to God though I should love him very much ; I am only a little boy, I can't reach up to the skies to give him any thing ? True, William, but still God wants you to love him very much ; not that you may give him any thing, but that he may give you a great deal more. How, mother ? Why, son, because he knows that if you love him very much, you will be sure to be a good boy. How so, mother ? Why, my son, don't you know that if you love any body very much, it will be sweet to you to do what will please them ? Yes, mother, that is sweet. And don't I always run to do what will please you? When you told me just now to run down into the garden to bring you up some roses, didn't I set off and run away, like my little buck that grand-pa' Pennwood gave me ? Yes, that's what my son did run like a little buck, I could hardly see his feet, he did run so fast. And when he came back, O how beautiful did he look ? Not all the roses in the garden could blush like his cheeks — laot all the morning sloes could shine like his eyes— 22 THE LIFE OF not all the buds of pinks could smell so sweet as his quick panting breath when, with his arms round her neck, and his flaxen locks floating on her bosom, he did hug and kiss his mother. Well then, come mother, let me hug and kiss you again. God bless my sweet little son for ever, cried Mrs. Penn, pressing him to her snowy bosom, and smother- ing him with kisses. Soon as the delicious transport was over, little William, with cheeks and eyes glow- ing with vermilion and diamonds, called out, well, mother, now tell me what 1 must do for you again, and see how I will run and do it. There now, William, cried Mrs. Penn, there now ! didn't I tell you so ? Did'nt I tell you that if you love any body very much, you will be so happy to do every thing for them ? Then, O my son, how readily will you do every thing to please God, if you do but love him? What will I do to please him, mother? Why, my son, you will be good^ and that's the way to please him. But what is it that makes any body good, mother ? Why, to be always praising God, my son, to be al- ways praising God, that's the first and great thing, to be good, to be always praising God. And there's no- thing in the world my son, but God, who deserves to be praised. He alone, William, is great, and there- fore he alone is to be praised. He alone is good, and therefore he alone is to be praised. He alone is from EVERLASTING to EVERLASTING, and therefore he alone IS to he praised. He alone made all the worlds, and all the people, with all the riches, and beauties, and glories that are in them, and therefore he alone is to be praised. Here, little William, sensibly affected with his mo- ther's eloquence on this great subject, made a pause ; WILLIAM PENN. QS at length he said to her, But, mother, is praising God, all that is to make me good ? O no, my son, there's another blessed thing you must do — you must not only praise God for all the great things he has done for you, but you must also every day prai/ to him that he will give you a con- tinual sense of this ; so that you may feel such grati- tude and love for him as always to do v/hat you know will please him. And from constantly doing^ this, my dear son, you will feel such a joy and sweetnejis in your heart as will make you love every body. And then, William, you will be sure never to do them any harm — you will never tell stories upon them — never take any thing from them — never quarrel nor fight with them, but will always do them good as God is always doing you good. Well, mother, replied W^illiam, looking at her with great tenderness, " and will God love me then, and be always good to me like you?" O yes, my dear child, that he will love you like me ; and ten thousand thousand times better. And then, though father and mother die and leave you, yet God will never die and leave you, but will be with you all your days long, to bless you in every thing. And wherr the time comes for you to die, he will send his Great Angels to bring you to himself in his own glorious heaven, where you will see all the millions of beautiful angels. And there perhaps, my son, you may see me, your mother — ^but, I hope, not as now, pale, and sickly, and often shedding tears for you — but ten thou- sand times beyond wiiat I could ever deserve ; even like one of his own angels, the first to embrace and welcome you to that happy place. As the Parent Eagle calling her young to his native skies, when she sees the breaking forth of the sun over all his golden clouds, thus did this tender mother im- prove the precious hours of the nursery to sow the seeds of religion in the soul of her son. The reader 24 THE LIFE OF will see m due season that this, her labour of love was not in vain. The seed fell on good ground. The dews of heaven came down : and the happy mother lived to feast on fruits, the richest that God can bestow on a parent this side of eternity, the sweet fruits of a dear child's virtues. CHAPTER V. Little William going to school. Many a tender mother, after having reared her son to be the sweet companion of her solitude, looks for- ward, with an aching heart, to the day when he is to be taken from her to go to school. " How can she live without him, whose love-glistening eyes were al- ways dearer to her soul than the rising-sun, and his gay prattling tongue than the song of morning birds." Not so our wiser Mrs. Penn. With her, the blossom had all its charm : but still her thoughts were on the richer fruit. William, 'tis true, was lovely as a child ; but she longed to see him glorious as a man — she longed to see him brilliant in conversation — noble in action — and always approached by his friends v.'ith that mingled affection and respect so gratifying to a parent's feelings. Soon therefore, as he had attained his ninth year, he was sent to a grammar school at Chigwell. The preference was given to this academy^ not so much because it was somewhat convenient to one of the admiral's estates, but because of the teacher, a worthy clergyman, who had the reputa- tion of taking great pains with his pupils to raise the fail- fabrick of their education on the solid basis of PIETY and morals. Prayers, morning and evening, with reading a chapter from the gospels, with short WILLIAM PENN. . $5 and affectionate comments, was the constant practice in his school. This was a great recommendation with Mrs. Penn, who had seen so many promising young men suddenly lost to all virtue and character in life, merely for lack of religious principles. But though Mrs. Penn had herself chosen this situation for her son,, yet when the time came to make preparations for his leaving her, she could not help feeling a tender melan- choly. Nor could William, notwithstanding the spright- liness of youth, entirely escape the soft infection. For several days before he was to go away, it was observed that he seemed to have lost his spirits. In the midst of his play, he would break off and come and sit by her side, in silence, reposing his cheeks on her bosom. And often, when he lifted his eyes to look at his mother, they w^ere seen watery and sad. But, stifling her own sighs, she would press him to her breast, and kissing away his tears, would say, " never mind, my son, never mind ; our parting is unpleasant, but it is for good, for great good both of your honour and my joy. But still I am pleased to see you so sad at parting from your mother. It shows that you remember how much I have loved you. But though we part,William,it is only in the body; which is but small cause of grief. The mind is all,, my son^ the mind is all; and we can be together in the mind. Andso, though I shall not see you, every day, with these bodily eyes, I shall see you with my mind's eye, which is a great deal better. And, O, how often, and how sweet- ly shall I see my son ; every morning coming out from his chamber in dress so neat and clean — and with such sweetness of countenance saluting his school-mates — and so respectfully approaching his teacher ! And then the looks of his teacher so bright with pleasure and approbation of his graceful manners and rapid progress in his studies ! — ^and the eyes of all the boys shining upon him with such brotherly affection !" Here William looked at his mother and heaved a sigh, as if he secretly feared he should hardly attain m THE LIFE OF such honours ; when Mrs. Penn, in a hveUer tone, thus went on : — " Yes, WiUiam, it is often dehghtful to my thoughts to see my son in such company : but I often see him in higher company still. I see him every morning and evening on his knees^ with placid coun- tenance and meekly beaming eyes, lifted in devotion to his Creator."" Marking William's looks, as with redoubled atten- tion he hung upon her words, she still went on : " Aye, William, there's the true grandeur and glory of all ! O, to think that I should ever have a son to CONVERSE WITH GoD !" " Well, mother," said Wilham, " Don't I always pray with you night and morning, as you taught me ?"' " Yes," replied Mrs. Penn, " that you do, William ^ and that gives me good hope you will continue that pious practice at school. But lest the company of so many boys, and some of them perhaps giddy^ should divert you from it, I want to make a bargain with you, my son." " What's that, mother ?" said William, eagerly, *'Why, here's a handsome watch, William," said she, taking one from her bosom ; " that I have bought for you. It keeps good time, just hke my own. Now^ William, I give you this watch, that at a particular hour of the day, no matter what company or business is before you, you will retire to your chamber, and there spend one quarter of an hour in devotion. 1 will also,, at the same moment, retire to my closet, for the same important purpose. And O, what joy will it be to my heart to think that while I am in the act of adoring God, my son is adoring him also ; that while others are making th^ir court to dying worms, my son is bowing before the Eternal King, and seeking those honours that will last for ever." William took the watch from his mother, giving her at the same time the most solemn promise that he would meet her every day at the appointed hour of WILLIAM PENN. 27 devotion ; and assuring her, too, what pleasure it would give him to think he was worshipping God at the same moment with his dear mother. Having discharged this high duty to her son, and the hour being come for his departure, Mrs. Penn took leave of her little William with that dignified kind of sorrow which alone can reach the heart of real piety. While William, having on this, as on all other occasions, such good cause to glory in his mother as his dear guardian angel, took leave of her with a joy mingled with his tears that made them delicious. CHAPTER VL William, now in his ninth year, is at Chigwell school, among a crowd of strangers. But though inno- cence like his feels not the bitterness of grief, yet the separation, and for the first time too, from a mother so dear, must wring some drops from his youthful heart, it is visible to every eye, nor least of all to his worthy preceptor. And if this amiable man, at first sight, felt guch respect for him, as the son of the brave admiral Penn, that respect was mellowed into the kindest sym- pathy, when he saw his cheeks of youth shrouded with sorrow. This melancholy was of advantage to William. It caused him to think so dearly of his mother's last command, that every day, punctually as the appointed hour arrived, he would retire to his chamber to pray. But although, as he himself candidly acknowledged, this pious act was at first performed principally on ac- count of bis mother's request and his own promise ; yet he soon began to find a delight in it. He soon found, on entering his chamber, a crowd of precious ideas press- ing upon his mind. — He felt that " he was acting the dutiful child to a beloved mother — that beloved mo- 38 THE LIFE OF ther was at the same moment in her chamber to meet him — and both of them engaged in the most ennobling of all services — the worship of God." Christ has said, " Suffer the little children to come unto me." And some are of opinion that, in uncor- rupted minds, like those of children, it requires nothing but a little consideration to bring them to be religious ; and that if young people, who are yet tolerably innocent, would but retire awhile, every day, into some secret place, and indulge a few serious thoughts, such as — how they came into existence — where they are now — and where they soon must be — they could not but be startled into a solemn conviction of the being and at- tributes of God ; their dependence on him ; and the great wisdom of devotion. This appears to have been remarkably verified in the case of young Penn. It ap- pears from all his biographers, that he had not been long engaged in this pious work of daily retiring by himself, like the youthful Samuel, to meditate and pray, before he was met, like that holy child, with a wonder- ful answer. One day, while alone in his chamber, he was suddenly surprised by a light of a most extraordina- ry lustre, which he called " an external glory." And at the same time he experienced in his heart a light- soMENESS and joy which he had never felt before. And though he could not define either this internal or ex- ternal something ; yet to his dying day, he spoke of it as " A VISITATION FROM GoD," who had thus lovingly condescended to invite him to the "honours of a pious LIFE." Some gentlemen, and those too so modest as to think themselves the only wits in the world, will probably laugh at this as a mere childish weakness in young William Penn. But such persons ought to remember that William Penn is not the first nor the last who has been affected in this way in their devotions. Thou- sands and millions of souls, especially at first turning their backs on a false and wicked world, and coming WILLIAM PENN. 29 to God in tender upright prayer, have felt the same " LIGHTSOMENESS AT HEART," which he speaks of as a " visitation from God^''"' a call to the " honours of a PIOUS LIFE." And where is the wonder of all this ? Is man, for whom God created, and has so long sus- tained these heavens and this earth, is man of so little value, that his Maker will not visit him with smiles of approbation for doing what w^ill exalt him to the great end of all, i. e. temporal and eternal happiness ? Be- sides, is not every man and woman on earth daily re- ceiving visitations from God, and calls to the honours of a pious life ? What is every transport which the soul feels on obtaining the victory over lust, but a visi- tation from God ? What is every secret blush of shame, or palpitation ef heart from guilt, but a visitation from God, and a strong call to a good life ? After this ex- traordinary affair at Chigwell, we hear nothing of young William worth relating, until his fifteenth year, when we meet him again at Oxford college. From a very important occurrence there, we have good rea- son to conclude that if he had not doubled his talents, (his religious impressions) at Chigwell, he had not bu- ried them in the earth. Hearing that a strange sort of preacher, by some called a Quaker, was about to preach in Oxford, William thought he would go and hear him. The appearance of the preacher, who had neither reverend, nor right-reverend tacked to his name, but simple Thomas Loe, excited his surprise. He had been accustomed, both in the London and Ox- ford churches, to see divinity dressed up in great state of velvet cushions and embroidered pulpit cloths, and its ministers pompously habited in rich gowns and cassocks of silk and crape, with surplices and sashes of many a various hue and emblem. Guess then what he must have felt, when, at the rising of Thomas Loe to speak, he beheld a plain, fleshy, round-faced man, in a broad-brimmed hat and drab coat of the humblest .•cloth and cut, and a close snu;^ neckcloth, all shining c 2 30 THE LIFE OF clean and neat. Nor was he less surprised at friend Loe's preaching, which struck him as entirely different from that of all the London and Oxford preachers he had ever heard. These latter were, all of them, great SCHOLARS ; and for fear their hearers should forget this, they kept them constantly on the stare at their high flown language. And to complete their delirium of wonder, they would every now and then throw them a scrap of Latin or Greek, selected with ostentation and most pompously pronounced. But, far on the contrary, soon as friend Loe had got up and taken the beaver from his head, he began to address his hearers in the simple and affectionate manner that a father would use with his children whom he knew to be dis- orderly and unhappy. We regret that we cannot set before our readers an exact copy of the famous sermon that first set the great William Penn to seek eternal life. But it was the aim of the orator to affect his hearers with a pungent sense of the miseries of man in this life, while separate from God by sin ; also that "joy unspeakable^'''' which springs up in his soul from " repentance and faith working by love^ The lookf? and tones of friend Loe, while reasoning on this high subject, must have been of the highest style of sacred eloquence. Flowing from a fountain of the strongest light and love in his own soul, they penetrated the soul of young William Penn, and excited his deepest as{)ira- tions after a happiness which he heard so feelingly described, but which he did not knov%^ how to obtain. After bearing this burden for three days, he went to the principal of the college, who, according to the po- lite language of the day, was a learned divine , and told him his uneasiness. The principal inquired the cause ; and, on learning that he had been at a " quaker sermon^'''' he laughed all his feelings to scorn, as mere fa- naticism and nonsense , and advised him to " keep to the good old church, hear sermons, and take the sacra- ment, and all would soon be well auain.*" William WILLIAM PENN 31 went to church — as indeed he ever had done — but he found not there the comfort which his soul longed after. Cold read prayers ; cold read sermons ; noisy organs, with crowds of gay ones and great, professing to worship God, but evidently idolizing themselves and one another. Oh how illy did such vanities suit the seriousness of a mind like his ! No wonder that he turned from them disgusted, and went away as restless and unsatisfied as he came. CHAPTER VII. William Penn does not inform us how long he continued under this cloud. Probably not long. He who asks nothing but the salvation of his offend- ing children, is not hard to be intreated when he sees the contrite heart, and honest wish, for the blessedness of reconcihation with their heavenly father. O, would mourners but remember that " God is Love," and that " there is joy in heaven over one sinner that re- penteth," they would not mope and mourn as many do, yea, and for great part of their lives. Our Saviour has given us the true pattern in the case of the prodi- gal son. There does not appear to have been much time lost betwixt the conviction and conversion of that young man. " Soon as he came to himself," for you see that while going on in sin, he is represented as one quite out of his head, — " soon as he came to himself," and found at what a mad rate he had been driving on — what a princely fortune he had squan- dered — and into what a woful condition he had brought himself — and also remembered what a wealthy and loving father he still had left him, he instantly resolved to face about and pack of)" home ag'>in. The moment 32 THE LIFE OF he took up tliis resolution, the blessed work was all but done. For, " while he was yet a great way off, his fatlier saw him ; and had compassion on him, and ran and fell upon his neck and kissed him." The young man began to make a speech^ but the father stop- ped him short. He saw that his poor self-ruined child was a penitent. And that was all he wanted. Be- sides, rtrue love " will have mercy and not sacrifice." his^on is naked and cold, and hungry and wretched. This is no time, the father thinks, to hear fine speeches. With all the vehemence of parental love yearning over his own flesh and blood a sutiering, he cries aloud to the servants, " bring hither the best robe and put it upon him ! and kill the fatted calf!" O how does the divine goodness break forth in this language ! not sim- ply the robe but the best robe ; not merely the calf but the TATTED calf. And all this, good as it is, is not half good enough yet. The rich robe on his shoulders must be accompanied with glittering " rings on his fingersi;" and the fatted calf must be diluted with pre- cious. wm^. And then music too must come — music with all rher soul-enchanting strains, to proclaim the happy father's joy, that " his son, who was dead, is alive.; he v/as lost, but is found." Now Christ hold^ ing out^uch love and forgiveness, what are we to think of those who can be so long '^ seeking peace and not finding it ?" Is there not ground for suspicion that they are not honest, like the prodigal, to return home to their heavenly Father, but must still stick to some of ^eir *' husks and swine^^ of sin, which God abhors. Their grum looks indeed, and godly groanings would pass them, already for saints ; and the preacher often woaders why brother Longface "doesn't find peace." But put on your spectacles, thou purblind preach- er, and try brother Longface's spirit, whether he has any marks of that " love," which must always go be- fore "peace and joy in the Holy Ghost." 'Tis true " he disfigures his face and seems to men to fast ;" but WILLIAM PENN. 33 still see how he " grinds the face of the poor," and ** devours widows' houses." He uses long prayers in his family ; but see how harsh and unloving he is in his manners towards them. He will spruce up and go fifty miles to a "• Conference ;" to an " Associa- tion ;" to a " Convention ;" to a " Presbytery ;" to hear great sermons and to take a sacrament. But, how far will he go out of his way to pay a just debt? He builds " Cathedrals for the Lord of Hosts ;" but oh! what wretched huts for his own servants ! He " makes feasts for the rich,'''' but alas how are his poor negroes lied ! His own sons and daughters wear " soft raiment as in kings^ houses," but his slaves are in rags! And is it to be wondered at, that God, the friend of the POOR, does not lift up the light of his countenance on such a hypocrite ? Happily for William Penn he had none of these hindrances in his way to religion and its comforts. Through the promised blessing on a pious mother's instructions he had been early brought to relish the pleasures of moral goodness. Soon therefore as that good spirit which spoke to Socrates, which spoke to Cornelius, and which speaks to all, whispered to Wil- liam Pena, and said " this is the road ; walk therein,^* he was ready to obey. Fortunately recollecting, that while friend Loe was preaching, several of the youth of the college, his ac- quaintance, had appeared much affected, he went to their chambers, and after some search found out seven or eight ; among whom was Robert, afterwards lord Spencer, and John Locke, the writer of the famous ^' treatise on the human understanding," and who, 'tis said, was in principle a friend all his life. Drawn together by kindred sentiments, these favoured youth immediately formed themselves into a society, that by reading the scriptures, with free and mutual inter- change of their feelings, and by prayer, they might preserve and improve tlieir pious impressions. Find- 54 'S'HE LIFE OF ing more of the spirit and sweets of devotion in these warm Httle exercises with one another, than in the cold formahties at the estabhshed church, they began to absent themselves, and to spend their sabbaths to- gether in the aforesaid excellent way. This their se- cession from the church was soon noticed by the professors of the college, and with much pain, on ac- count indeed of them all, but chiefly of William Penn, partly because of his father, a favourite officer with the nation, but still more for himself, whose extraordi- nary talents at the green age of fifteen, had advanced him to the first honours of the University, and whose singular sweetness of spirit and many manly virtues had rendered him the object of general partiality. "A youth of such amiableness and promise, was not to be lost." He was of course sent for by the principal, who, M^ith an air of parental tenderness, began with him by expressing his regret, that he had not followed the ad- vice he lately gave him. He also expressed his asto- nishment that a young man of his rank and genius should so dishonour both, by exchanging the rational and dignified service of the churchy for a worship so insipid and childish as that of the quakers. William rephed, with great modesty, that Christ himself had invited the little children to come unto him ; for that his kingdom, or church, was composed ©f such. He added, ^' that however the great ones of this world, when waited on by their inferiors, might look for pomp and parade ; yet to the Almighty all this was abomination in comparison of that approach (of the soul to him in the meek and docile spirit of a child." The pnncipal branded all this as mere delusion., and entreated him, by all that he owed his parents, to whom he might afford a long life of comfort — by all that he owed his country, to which he might be a bright ornament — and by all that he owed the churchy to *yho5e ^OTJ such talents and early piety as his would WILLIAM PENN. $S greatly conduce^ to give up his fanatical notions^ and return to the faith he was born and brought up in. Wilham replied, that all this was xery flattering, and far beyond any thing he could think himself enti- tled to ; but that if it were ten times greater, he could not grieve the Spirit and darken the Light within him^ This latter phrase appeared to hurt the principal ; for knitting his brow, he said, he hoped Mr. Penn would not compel him to use severe measures^ William asked what he meant by that. " Why, sir, I shall be obliged to indict you for now conformity.'''' " That is, in plain English, you mean to persecute me ; to drive me to your church contrary to my own reason and conscience. And what good can you ex- pect to do me by that ?" " It is to keep you^sir, from the crying sin of schism. There cannot be a greater sin, sir, than for Christian* to separate from one another." " I see no ground, sir," said William, " far such a fear. I do not see how Christians can possibly sepa- rate from one another in a bad sense of the word. The lambs of the fold never separate^ yea, though they may differ in the colours of their fleeces, some white and some black, yet still being all the san>e in innocence and gentleness, they do not separate, but cleave to one another by a natural affection. Even so, and in- deed much more must Christians cleave to one ano- ther. I am sure they have infinitely sweeter and dearer ties to bind them together. For what is it, sir, that makes real Christians but '-perfect love out of a pure HEART ;' and how can they who possess it themselves, but be charmed in others with that blessed spirit which is to do away all fraud and violence from the earth, and fill it with all the precious fruits of universal righ- teousness ?" " Well then, sir," said the principal, how can you separate from the good Christians of our church, and 36 THE LIFE OF that too the very ehurch your were born and brought up in ?" William replied, with the trepidation of one who feared he should give offence, that he had retired from the church he was born and brought up in, because he had not found in it what he prized above all things — the sweet society of loving Christians. To this the principal returned with warmth, that it was great presumption in one so young as he was, to pass such a sentence on any church, and especiaJlj on the venerable mother church of the nation. "I was afraid, sir," replied William, "that you would be offended, I did not wish it : but as you talk- ed of persecuting and fining me for non-conformity^ I felt it a duty to tell you my reasons. And now, sir, let me add, that, though I do not pretend to know their hearts, yet while I see among the members of the church, so little of the spirit of Christ, so little love for their bre- thren, or so little delight in doing them good ; and, on the other hand, so much pride^ and hate, and revenge, and flesh-pleasing of all sorts, how can I think them loving Christians ?" A profound silence ensued ; when the principal, call-^ tng him "an incorrigible young man,''^ took up his hat ; and, as he turned to go away, advised him to look sharp, and be constant at church, or he should sooa Blear from him again. But to cut short this shameful story, I will just first inform the reader, that William Penn and his religious young friends, for " assembling themselves together to worship God, contrary to law,'''' were summoned before the HIGHER POWERS, and severely fined I ! WILLIAM PENN. S7 CHAPTER VII. As soon as it was known in college that he had turned Quaker, that he had been cited before the prin- cipal, and fined for non-conformity, the looks and man- ners of his acquaintance were sadly altered towards him ; and he had the mortification to find that those who had caressed and courted him, because of his ta- lents and high standing, now squinted at him as tliough he had just come out of the pillory. That William Penn, by bravely combining the wis- dom of the serpent with the harmlessness of the dove, might ultimately have borne down this prejudice, and turned his enemies into friends, there can be no doubt. People may laugh at the Quakers if they please, but laughing cannot alter the nature of things. Born to be happy, -men naturally love happiness, and hate misery. And as virtue naturally makes men happy, and vice naturally makes them miserable, this natural loveliness of the one and hatefulness of the other, will force themselves upon us in spite of all the nicknames we can give 'em. And this conviction will daily grow stronger, as we grow wiser to understand the curses of the one and the blessings of the other. The young man who, by lies, keeps his acquaintance in hot water — or picks their pockets by his gambling — or cuts their throats in duels, — will quickly be abhorred, no matter how much he is cried up as a Churchman. While the youth who is uniformly virtuous and good humoured, will soon become the esteem and love of all, even though fools should at first laugh at him as a Quaker. That young Pcnn and his friends, by dint of persevering prudence and affection, would have gained this triumph, is unquestionable. But oh the weakness of poor human nature I how prone to error, and by excess of folly to throw " dead flies into the apotheca' ri/'^s sweetest ointment,'''' These same young men, viz. 38 THE LIFE OF Wm. Penn & Co, who but a few days before had beea amartly taxed for not conforming to other people's no- tions^ were ready now to tax others for not conform- ing to their notions ; and having given up all variety o( dress themselves, they thought that others ought to do so too, and even to be compelled to do it. This is confirmed by their own act ; for meeting some of theii young college acquaintance in dresses that to them seemed highly fantastical and unchristian, they began to remonstrate with them against such levity: and be cause the young fellows laughed at them as '-'•fanatics,'' they fell upon them outright, and by main force ren* their clothes from- their shoulders ! ! This most impu dent act was to William Penn like the uncorking of the vial of the seventh angel. It was followed by such floods and &torms of trouble, that had not his mind been stayed on the " rock of ages," he must have been utterly swept away. He was instantly cited before the Professors and Trustees of the College, in the pre- sence of the assembled students, and after having his conduct arraigned of such hypocrisy and folly as were sufficient to burn his cheeks to cinders, he was formal ly expelled! This, though a most severe trial to an ingenuous youth like William Penn, was but a trifle in compari son of what he yet saw before him — the red fiery tern pest of his father's face when he should be told of hrs expulsion from college, and the cause of it ! and. worse still, the sudden paleness of his dear mother'* cheeks, and her starting tears, on hearing of his dis- grace. Willing, long as possible to delay giving them this pain, he purposely declined writing to his parents, preferring to be the bearer himself. Accordingly he set out for Penn's Dale, where his sudden appearance struck them with surprise. " Hallo William !" cried his father with joy, giving him his hand ; " why, what, my son ! returned to por<^ already i 1 hope you hav'nt met with foul weatnei I " Hia mother , roused by the WILLIAM PENN- ^ €udden music of William's name, turned around with her face all flushed with joy, and flying to embrace him, exclaimed, " High, my dear William ! what brought you home so soon ?" Alarmed at the sudden paleness on his cheeks, they both at once eagerly in- quired what was the matter ! With his characteristic firmness he replied — ^^ Pm expelled from the University P"* Pale as a blighted lily, poor Mrs. Penn stood a statue of speechless consternation ; while the Admiral, clasp- ing his hands and rolling his eyes, as if he had sudden- ly beheld half his fleet blown up by the Dutch, ex- claimed — " Expelled from the University !" " Yes, sir, they have expelled me," replied William, " Expelled you, do you still say, child," continued the Admiral, wild, and blowing like a frightened por- poise, " a child of mine expelled from an English Uni- versity ! why I — why i — what ! in the name of God, could have been the cause ?" — " Why^ sir," answered William, " it was because I tore their dresses from off the shoulders of some of the students." — Here, the Admiral, with his cheeks puckered up, and a whistle, shrill as the boatswain's call of a man of war .missing stays on a lee shore, exclaimed — =" You tore the dresses, from off the shoulders of some of the students ! why' God's mercy on my soul ! what had you to do witjj^ their dresses ?" - - " Why, father," answered William, " their dtess?^ were so fantastical and unbecoming the dignity of^ Englishmen and the sobriety of Christians, that I felt it a duty to my country and conscience to bear my testimony against them. And moreover, I was assist- ed in it by Robert Spencer, and John Locke,and other discreet youths of the college." Here, the death pale on Mrs. Penn'fi cheeks, bright- ening into the vermilion of joy, she exclaimed — " We'U thank God ! thank God, 'tis no worse*" 40 THE LIFE OF " You are thankful for small favours, madam,'' said the admiral, peevishly ; I don't see what could be worse. Why, my dear, replied she, had William been ex- pelled for drunkenness, gambling, duelhng, or any other such detestable vices, would not that have been ten thousand times worse ? Why — why — ^yes ; answered the admiral rather re- luctantly, that — that would have been worse I confess. But this is bad enough, and too bad too. A son of mine to be expelled from college ! — Such a thing was never heard of in my family before. But still, my dear, we have great reason to be glad the cause of it was a pardonable error and not infamous vice, and that instead of attaching to our son the ab- horrence due to crime, we should rather augment our respect for him as having done what he thought right. Rights madam ! what right had he to pass judgment on the dresses of others, and particularly of such grand institutions as Universities ? Why, father, replied William, my mind has been ex- ceedingly exercised since I saw you. Exercised ! What do you mean by that? Why, father, it has been given me here of late to see jnany things in a new light. 8c Zounds, sir, I hope it has not been given you to see pengs in the light of a blockhead. A child, hke you, «x talk of your new lights ! 'Tis all nonsense. "^ I mean, father, replied William, that it has been given me to see many things \eTj wrong which I once thought innocent. The admiral wanted to know what he was to un- derstand by that. Why, certainly, father, answered William, every wise man should be consistent ; and especially that wisest of all men the real Christian. If therefore we are simple witliin we should be all simplicity without. WILLIAM PENN. 41 And he who inwardly in his heart is seeking the smilei of God, should not outwardlj, by his dresa, be court- ing the world. Here good Mrs. Penn, her eyes sparkling on William, looked very much like an angel. But the Admiral turning to her said, rather ironically, why the boy it certainly out of his head ! or has been among the qua- kers. Now come be candid, William, and tell .me, have you not been hearing Tom Loe ? Yes, father, I have, said William, very firmly; and J hope I have not learned from him to think less re- verently of truth. Nor of duty to your father neither, I hope, sir, re- joined the admiral tartly. And as proof that you have not, I expect you will go back to-morrow, and by pro- per concessions, recover your high standing in the University, and by instantly quitting your silly quakec- ism, worship God according to the good old forms of the established church of the nation, William in the most respectful manner replied, that he should be exceedingly happy to obey his honoured father in all things lawful, and especially in this late matter, the attack on the students about their dress, which he was already ashamed of as a mere spirit of " zeal without knowledge^'''' and entirely contrary to the spirit of Christ who forbids his disciples to strive or to propagate the truth by violence. But that as to aban- doning the Christians called Quakers, and confining himself to the established church, he hoped, he sai(£ his father would not insist on that. Why not, sir ? replied the admiral angrily. Why, because, father, I hope you will never think of abridging my liberty of conscience by compelling me to be a churchman when I wish to be a quakei:. But why do you give that silly preference o/ qua- kerism to the established church ? Why, father, peoples' tastes are different. And if I preferred a particular dish, 1 should hope vou would D 2 42 THE LIFE OF gratify me in it, especially if it was quite as wholesome ^s another dish, even though 1 could not assign the reason of my preference of the first ; then much more m this case where the reason is so plain. Well, sir, I should like to hear your reasons, so plain, for preferring quakerism to the established church you were brought up in. Father, I may not have arguments to satisfy you; but they are such as fully satisfy myself. Then pray let me hear them. Well, father, when I look into the gospel, I see no- thing there but lessons and examples of the most per- fect HUMILITY and LOVE. All are ^' sinners^'''' and therefore all should be humble. And, on repent- ance, all are received into favour, and therefore all should love. But father, look into the established church, and do you see any thing like humility and love there ? Nay, don't j^ou see the most glaring marks of PRIDE and SELFISHNESS ? Dou't you see both among the priests and their people a constant vieing with each other, who shall have the grandest houses, and the richest furniture ; who shall appear in the finest clothes and the most dazzling equipage ; and who shall be the greatest talk of the town for these things ? Now fa- ther, is there any humility in this ? And as to love, look at their endless challenges and duels, their cutf- ings and fightings, their law-suings and bickerings. Can this be a church of Christ ? Then where 's the propriety of driving me into fellowship with such a church as this ? Yes, replied the admiral, 1 know this is the common slang of the dissenters against the established church ; and I doubt not you heard enough of it from Tom Loe, out it amounts to nothing : for there are good and bad ?n a}! churches. Yes, father, but do you know any such character as a drunken quaker, a gambling quaker, a duelling quaker, \ law-suing quaker. WILLIAM PENN. 43 Well, well, admit there are more disorderly charac- ters among them, it reflects nothing on the Church. I don't know, sir, how you can prove this. There can be no eifect without a cause. And we cannot be long at a loss for the cause in this case when we look at the glaring corruptions of the clergy. Christ and his apostles had not where to lay their heads, but our bishops and archbishops live in kings' palaces. Christ and his apostles had neither scrip nor purse ; but these ride in gilt coaches, and enjoy, each of them, a reve- nue sufficient to maintain five hundred poor families. Christ and his apostles wanted only the plainest lan- guage to tell sinners their misery and danger : but our clergy must have their Latin and Greek, and a thou- sand other things equally useless. And they set so high a price on these, and lay themselves out so entirely to get these, that they never get the spirit of Christ's preachers ; hence, instead of that burning zeal with tears and vehemence we read of in the prophets and apostles, these gentlemen run over their prayers and sermons, like lazy school-boys impatient of their lessons and anxious to get through them. I hope therefore, my dear father, you will never compel me to a church with whose spirit and manners I can have no fellow- ship." The admiral listened to this discourse of his son without interrupting him, and with looks still gather- ing, as William went on, a deeper and a deeper shade of saddest disappointment, till at the close, strongly clasping together his uplifted hands, with a kind of sardonic grin he thus exclaimed, — " Well ! my pigs are all brought to a fine market I And here's a pretty ending of all the bright castles that I have for years been building in the air for this boy ! A lad of genius — getting a complete college education — the only child of a British admiral — great friends at court — the high road to preferment all ahoy before him — and yet determined to turn his back on all, and hve and die a poor despised quaker ! Why, God's mercy on my soul. 44 THE LIFE OP boy ! can you submit to all this ? you who might have been among the first in the realm in any walk you had chosen to turn yourself too. If to the army, a general — if to the navy, an admiral — if to the law, a chief jus- tice — to medicine, a court physician — to divinity, a bishop or lord primate ! And now with all these grand prizes completely under your guns, will you haul down your colours, and in a three-buttoned drab, and broad beaver, go sneaking about the world, or sitting half asleep and twirling your thumbs at a silent meet- ing with Tom Loe ; a superstitious blockhead, no more to be compared to one of our learned divines, than a Duch cock-boat, to a British line of battle-ship." William, but little affected by this glittering landscape which his father had so eloquently run over, was about to reply, but the admiral, with anger flashing from his eyes, interrupted him, saying, " Harkee young man ' I know you have a clear head and a fluent tongue, till this most unfortunate hour they were my delight ; but in such a cause as this, I never wish to hear them. All that I have to say to you is, that you will let me know, to-morrow morning, whether you will go back to the University and do as I have desired you, or not. And take notice, sirrah, that if you do not, you are no longer a son of mine, and never again shall you darken my door. Retire with your mother to her chamber. I know she has always been a greater fa- vourite with you than myself. Perhaps she may do something with you." Having long been accustomed to command his head- strong thousands, among whom disobedience is instant death, he had learned, when angry, to curl his whis- kers and clothe his looks in such terrors, that the gen- tle Mrs. Penn durst make no reply. So taking her son by the arm she slowly retired, in tears, to her chamber, leaving the admiral in a state of feeling which my rea- ders can better conceive than I describe. WILLIAM PENN. 45 CHAPTER IX. OiV retiring to her chamber, Mrs. Peim threw her Lrms around WiUiam's neck, and sitting down with him, still locked in her embraces, she shed many a pearly drop into his bosom. Melted by this dear pa- rent's kindness, he tenderly asked, — " Mother, do you blame me for doing what I thought my duty V In tones soft as the whispers of love from a mo- ther's lips, she replied — " No, my son, I do not. But still it grieves me that you should ever have done any thing to offend a father who so dotes on you. Besides, why can't you be rehgious and yet attain all the ho- nours and CONSEQUENCE in life that are before you ?" William, with a look inclined to smile, for which he was, through life, most remarkable in the gloomiest scenes, said, " Why, mother, you are the main cause of all this." Astonished, she asked him what he meant. " Why, my dear mother, it was your dia- logues, your blessed dialogues in the nursery, that first brought me to God, and will you now be so cruel as to pull me back again ?" " No ! no ! not for ten thousand worlds," replied she earnestly ; " but can't you walk with God, and yet be rich and great in this world ? We read in the scrip- tures of Joseph, and Daniel, and others who were great saints, even in the courts of idolatrous kings." " Aye, mother," said William, shaking his head, " all this is possible, but it is dangerous. Christ, you know, says, ' not many rich, not many great' are among his humble and loving family. Many, indeed, are call- ed, and for a time make a goodly show ; but the smiles of the world, and the deccitfulness of riches, prove too strong for them ; so that though ' many are called^ but few are chosen."* A sweet flower is some- times seen on the highways and among the rocks, but it is rare. A (it soil, mother, is not more necessary for 46 THE LIFE OF flowers than a fit society for saints ; and had they but enjoyed such, there would have been more Daniels and Josephs than one in Egypt, and Chaldea. And besides, mother, what is all this pomp and grandeur of the world, which my father so anxiously covets for me ? These chief justices and lord mayors, these GENERALS and ADMIRALS, thcSC BISHOPS and ARCH- BISHOPS, are great names ; yet, after all, what are they but splendid paupers j and many of them, in the midst of their fancied greatness, as mean-spirited, and grip- ing, and furious, and miserable as the beggar who knows not to-day where he is to get his brown crust to-mor- row." His mother here giving him a brightened look, as if to say, " Yes, indeed, all this is but too true, my son," he thus went on. — " Yes, mother ; and look here at my dear father : he is all that he wishes me to be, that is, a great and prosperous man — he is high admiral of the British navy — a great favourite at court — has his town houses and country houses, his clocks and carpets, his rich plate and gilt coaches, and, in short, every thing that his heart can wish ; and yet, mother, what is he the better for it all ? O where's his happiness, that ' one thing needful^'' which certainly every reasonable being should propose to himself as the only true end of all his riches and grandeur ? Where his meekness and sweetness of spirit ? and where's that majesty and charm of goodness which expresses true love ? O if he loved God truly, would he not rather a thou- sand times see me, like Moses, ready to suffer persecu- tion with the people of God^ than enjoy eveti in a palace^ the pleasures of sin, which are but for a season ! And if he loved me truly, would he not a thousand tinies rather see me pass my moment of earthly being in the sweet and safe vallies of humility and innocence, thaa on the dangerous mountains of pride and worldly mindedness ?" Such truths from the lips of an only son whom she WILLIAM PENN. 47 sd delighted in, contributed greatly to comfort Mrs. Penn in this affliction. So, after some pause of sweet and grateful thought, she said, " Well, William, what will you answer to your father to-morrow concerning the requirement he made of you just now T" " Why, mother," answered William very firmly, " I will never forsake God. I owe him every thing : yes^ my dear mother, as you so often told me, when I was a child at your knee, I owe God every thing ; and feel that I ought to give myself back to him. And besides, he alone is worthy of my affections, and he alone can to all eternity give me that mighty happiness I was created for. I am determined, therefore, never to 'eave him, nor to form any connexion that may jeopar- dize my devotion to him." As Mrs. Penn was too well acquainted with her husband's temper to cherish the most distant hope that he would ever relax one iota of his threats, she began to study how William should be disposed of, when turned out of doors by his father, which she foresaw was inevitable. Several expedients were pro- posed ; but that finally adopted by them both, was, that he should go into Buckinghamshire, and live with her mother, until his father's anger should be turned away from him. The expulsion of a child, an only child, and that a son so faultless and beloved, is an idea so unnatural, that most mothers would sicken and turn from it with horror. Fortunately for Mrs. Penn, her soul wa& greatened by religion. She had ever wished above all things that her son should be a lover of God. But still she had fondly hoped that, together with this greatest of all honours, he might enjoy the honours of this world too. And though it was a sad disappointment that this could not be ; and that he must give up the one or the other, it still afforded her inexpressible satisfaction, that her dear boy, young as he was, yet possessed faith sufficient to trample the world under 48 THE LIFE OF his feet, when it came in competition with his duty to God. Such were the thoughts which accompanied this amiable mother to her pillow, there sweetly to revolve that security and peace which she had such good reason to hope would attend her son through life. "Wilham may not be great ; but, which is far bet- ter, he will, I trust, be good ; and though fools may account his life to be madness^ and his end ivithout ho- nour^ yet I hope heHl be numbered among the sons of God, and his lot among the saints.'''' Nor did William pass that night in such sleepless trouble as might have been expected. 'Tis true, that as he pulled ofi^ his clothes to go to bed, he felt a strange shock at the thought that this night might be the last night he should ever pass in that dear chamber. And when he looked around him on his venerable forefathers, whose pic- tures were hanging on the wall, the idea that he was about to be exiled from their family, and by his own father, too, occasioned a sudden sinking at heart. But, favoured youth ! his eye was singly fixed on God, and on the glory of doing his will ; and thenceforth sprung up that '•'■peace which passeth all understanding.'''^ In this frame of mind he sought his bed, where, amidst thoughts soft as the summer moon-beams that silvered the bosom of night, he composed himself to sleep, happy as the youthful sailor-boy who, amidst his descending slumbers, hears, without alarm, the crash of surrounding billows, because he remembers that his ship is of the strong-ribbed oak and iron, and that his father, a skilful pilot, presides at the all- directing helm. WILLIAM PENN. 49 CHAPTER X. The next day, immediately after breakfast, which was passed in perfect silence, the looks of the admiral and Mrs. Penn expressing most eloquently their respec- tive characters — his the angry sternness of parental authority disputed, and hers all the solicitudes of con- jugal respect artd maternal tenderness combined. Soon as breakfast was over, the admiral, taking his lady and William into his study, with a constrained kindness thus addressed the latter : — " William, you are my child, my only child, the child of all my affections and of all my hopes. I feel, therefore, that I must be most Unhappy if I part from you, and especially by your own unduti fulness. I hope you have thought seriously of these things. Now will you go back to the Univer- sity, and, by proper concessions, recover your honour- able standing, and also renouncing Tom Loe and his silly quakers, return to the bosom of the estxVBlished CHURCH ?" With all the meekness yet firmness of an honest quaker, William replied, that he had " turned his thoughts to the light within ; and that while he felt, with exceeding affection, how much he owed to his earthly father, he owed still more to his heavenly, and there- fore could never offend him, by 'sinning against the light, and endangering his own soul." " Well, then, you will not go back to the establish- ed CHURCH !" replied the admiral, angrily. " While my present convictions remain, father, I can never leave the quakers." " Well then, sir," rejoined the admiral, quite dark with rage, " you must leave me :" and ordered him in- stantly to quit the house. Deeming it fruitless to reply or remonstrate, William took up his hat and went out of the room, leaving his father in a frame of mind not to be envied. His eyes E 50 THE LIFE OF on fire — his motions furious and convulsive — and his face alternately deformed with deadly red and pale, a true index of the stormy passions within. He has turn- ed out of doors his only child — has turned him out in helpless inexperienced youth — not for any crime that he has done, nor for the shadow of a crime, but only for wishing to be more devout — he sees 1»he eyes of his son, glistening on him through tears, as he goes away — he hears the clap of the door behind him, and the sound of his departing feet, as it dies away along the descent of steps. All is silent, save the cries of his mother in her distant chamber, for her '•^ poor banished hoy.'^'' He rolls his eyes around him on his spacious halls and splendid furniture. " Sideboards ! and clocks ! and pic^ tures ! what are you all to a wounded spirit /" To be wretched in poverty and obscurity were no- thing. There would be no sting of disappointment to evenom the smart. But to be wretched in spite of titles — in spite of court favours — in spite of all his branching honours and golden treasures ! this is hel} unmixed. Alas ! poor man ! He is miserable but knows not the cause. He knows not that it proceeds, as his own child had told him, from lack of humility an(J LOVE. But leaving the admiral and his grand castle and gaudy carpets, to confirm the words of eternal truth, that " a man's life consisteth not in the abundance of the things he possesseth," let us see what has become of William. Like the first ancestor, Adam, turned out of Paradise, so fared it with the youthful Penn, expelled from his father's house, " some natural tears he shed^ but wiped them soon.'''' His conscience was clear ^ his heart was cheered ; so, deep inhaling the luxom air, and breathing his pious ejaculations to heaven, he sprung forward to his journey, fully trusting in the promise that " all things shall work together for good to them that love God." His course, according to the aforesaid concert with his mother, was towards " tht WILLIAM PENN. 51 traveller's rest,'^'' in Buckinghamshire, the elegant and hospitable mansion of his grandmother, who received him with exceeding joy. This great lady was pious in an uncommon degree ; and having, just as William ar- rived, got a letter from her daughter, stating at large the history of this extraordinary transaction, she was so charmed with him on account of his early piety, that her eyes sparkled on him with pleasure. " What^ my dear, dear child,'''' said she, pressing him to her bosom, — " sweet image of your mother ! — turn you out of doors because you could not content yourself with being a poor dead formalist and hypocrite ! Oh my Lord what will this world come to ! parents turn their children out of doors ordy because they 7vish to be God's children! And worse still, can bear to see their children bloated with pride, pale with envy, burning with rage ^ and yet think them good enough rf they have but been baptized, go regularly to church, say their prayers after the priest, and take the sacrament ! Oh ! what signify all these proud titles, and grand castles, and court-smiles, when their owners can be so blind and miserable /" I kave not been able to ascertain how much time William passed in the society of his excellent grandmother ; but it is more than probable that the days of his exile w^ere not many. The heart of his father yearned to- w^ards his ruddy-cheeked boy ; and this tender attrac- tion, added to the eloquence of his lady's importuni- ties, soon prevailed. William was, of course, recalled home, to the infinite joy of the whole family; not ex- cepting the servants, who doted on him ; for from his childhood, he was remarkable for his affectionate spirit to that despised class of people ; always speaking to them with great tenderness, and often making them little presents — his excellent mother purposely fur- nishing him the means. Finding that his seriousness still stuck to him, his father proposed to him a trip to Paris, begging he would make himself master of the French language, 52 THE LIFE OF which he said was ahoays to his ear like miisic. But the adiiiirars principal motive was to divert his mind from what he called his fanaticism ; with the hope, too, that from the mixture of William's extreme gravity^ as he thought, with the excessive gaiety of the French, there would arise a iertium quid, a happy mediocrity of manners, that would render him the delight of the nation. To give this pill a richer gilding, and to ren- der it more imposing on William's palate, the adm.iral took advantage of a party of young noblemen going over to the French capital ; so dressing him up in the richest apparel, yet, as William begged, of a plain fashion, and tilling his pockets with money and let- ters of introduction to great men, he packed him off for France. CHAPTER XI. The admiral was not altogether disappointed in his calculations on the result of William's trip to France. The balmy softness of the climate — the rich variety and beauty of its scenes — its silver flood smoothly glid- ing along the verdant meadows, or boldly rushing through romantic hills adorned with clustering vines and snow-white castles, contributed much to dissipate the gloom occasioned by his late persecution. But far more exhilarating still v/ere the manners of its in- habitants. William's natural bias was benevolence. The hand that made him had so kindly attuned his nerves to the harmonies of moral beauty, that every look and note of love awakened his soul to joy. Then among what people on earth could he have fallen with such chance of fascination as among the French ? That extraordmary people, who study no science but to please — who forget themselves, to make others happy-^ WILLIAM PENN. 53 and who with all they do, mingle so much of suavity and endearment, that whether they frown or smile, whether they grant or refuse, they almost equally oblige : for they frown with such delicacy, and refuse with such grace, that all must fall in love with them. William Penn fell in love with them. And as love naturally assimilates itself to the beloved, he quickly, as the apostle enjoins, in things indifferent, " became all things to them^''^ — he learned their language with the facility of a mocking-bird — he caught their manners by instinct — his limbs forgot their proud British stiffness — and his muscles their cold unlovely rigidity — and whether he stood or moved ; whether he bowed or smiled ; in standing, moving, bowing and smiling, shone forth the elegant and all accomplished Frenchman. It was in this style that William, after twelve months' absence, presented himself before his father at Pennwood. Tlie admiral was quite delighted with this " charming change,'''' as he observed to Mrs. Penn, " that had taken place in William's appearance.'''' He introduced him at court — he carried him about as in triumph among all his illustrious friends — and for fear he should relapse into his old gloomy ways, as he termed them, he resolved to send him over at once to Ireland, to take the management of an estate that had lately fallen to him in the neighbourhood of Dub- lin, the metropolis. And to insure him a full round of dissipation, his pockets were filled with letters from the admiral's court friends, introducing him in the most flattering terms, to the lord lieutenant and his numerous friends, the great ones of Dublin. I'he calculation from all this was, that if William, now put into such a hopeful way, by the polite and sweetly mannered French, could but be associated for a season with the gay and warm-hearted Irish, he would be con- firmed an elegant man of the world beyond the power of superstition to shake him. The packet-boat soon wafted young William over E 2 54 THE LIFE OF to Ireland, where he commenced the career prescribed by his father, with great spirit. He apphed himself very diligently to the settlement of his estate ; visiting and spending his intervals of leisure in the society of the lord lieutenant and his friends, who paid uncom- mon attention to him as an amiable young man, and the only son and heir of sir William Penn, high admi- ral of the British navy. It is no where said that Wil- liam ever followed this fashionable " multiiiide to do evil :" but it is well known that many who began well in the spirit, and once stood fair for heaven, have miserably ended in the flesh, and become cast-away. And this might have been the deplorable end of young William Penn, had not God in great goodness sent one of his shepherds after him. 1 ascribe it to the divine goodness, for I cannot otherwise account for an event that manifests too much design to be called accidentaL Sitting one evening in the lord lieutenant's palace, and easting his eye on a Dublin paper, his attention was caught by a NOTICE, that "one of the people CALLED Quakers was to preach in the market- house THE next day." Though William had, for some time past, conformed rather too much to the world, yet he had never lost his partiality for the quakers ; and therefore immediately resolved to go to meeting. On the rising of the preacher to speak, whom should iiis eyes behold, but the smooth and placid countenance of his old friend Thomas Loe ? nor was friend Loe less surprised, as looking round him like a father about to address his children, his mildly-beaming glances met the florid cheeks of his young friend William Penn. From the professions v/hich William, with tears, had made him tvvo years before ; and also from the severe persecutions which, by report, he had suffered both at the University and in his father's own house, friend Loe had counted on him as a dear child in the gospel; but V/iiliam's fashionaide dress e?:cited his alarms. Wiioreai^oii with a coiiiiteaaiicc stroniilv marked with WILLIAM PENN. 55 melancholy and a deep sigh, looking at William, he began with these remarkable words, " T^ere is a faith which overcometh the world, and there is a faith overcome by the world.''"' William was startled. From the particular stress, as he thought, laid on the text, he felt as though the preacher had taken it entirely for him. But if so alarmed at the bare words, how much more when friend Loe, with the looks and voice of a tender father towards a truant child, went on to e:^- pose the folly, the cowardice, and hypocrisy of those who, when they hear the great truths of the gospel, will show the most fixed attention ; will change colour ; will heave the deep si^h and shed the copious tear, thus springing joy in the heart of the preacher that a soul is born to God f and jet after all these goodly signs of faith, can suffer themselves to be overcome by the world and its vanities ! To place such guilty conduct in a stronger light, he went on to show the wide dif- ference between these two kinds of faith. He com- pared the one, which he called head-faith, and which is overcome by the world, he compared to a light ; but only such a light as that of the moon, a cold barren light, which, though it please the eye with its silver lustre, yet it imparts no heat to the soil ; hence no ve- getation appears, and the beholder wonders that the fields, though bright, are naked and sad. But the other faith, which overcomes the world, and which he called HEART-FAITH, he compared to the sun ; a warm fertilizing light, which, soon as it falls on the earth, sets the grass to grow and covers the fair face of nature with fruits and flowers. Even so this heart- faith, soon as it fires the soul, vivifies every precious seed of virtue, and calls forth all the sweets and charms of heavenly affections. He then showed too that as head-faith like the moon, is cold and barren, so like that orb which belongs only to this low planet, it is often obscured in clouds and storms; but tint, HEART- FAITH, like iht? Dure sun-beam, conu^s from the place ^ THE LIFE OF of God, and like its source, enjoys perpetual serenity and shine. And though its possessor, as a dweller on this turbid planet may sometimes feel the shadow ; yet it is but transient. For as the heart of the wise can well bear the gloom of winter because he sees the bloom of opening spring at hand ; so the man of true faith regards not " the short afflictions of this life which are but for a moment," because his eye is fixed upon " that exceedingly great and eternal weight of glory that glitters before him." Animated by this he looks undismayed on the Jordan of death, and even in the last agony smiles as for victory, and whispers, through tears of transport, '-^Iwait for thy salvation^ O God:' Here the cheeks of William began to redden over from his labouring heart, and his sighs to thicken, while pearly drops, such as angels love to see in mortal eyes, came trickling down. But still the lips of friend Loe continued to pour their honied streams of holy eloquence, as burning in his zeal he went on to show the widely different effects of these two kinds of faith, even in the life that now is — that while the one is held in derision even of the wicked world, by whom it is overcome, the other is honoured even by the wicked world whom it tramples under foot — that while the one suffers the mortification of shameful defeat, the other enjoys the triumph of the most glorious victo- ry — that while the one dies amidst the horrors of de- spair, the other expires in extasies of hope — and that while the one shall come forth to shame and everlast- ing contempt, the other shall awake to all the trans- ports o^ eternal life. As the fearful difference between vice and virtue were hardly ever painted in more pathetic colours than by this pious quaker, so, rarely has such paint- ing produced a deeper effect on the pupil of wisdom than in the case now before us ; for soon as the ser- mon was ended, young William, with the sweet dejec- WILLIAM PENN. 57 turn of conscious guilt reclaimed, drew near the man of God, and taking him by the hand, acknowledged that, though he had not been entirely overcome by the world, yet he feared, he said, he had conformed too much to its vanities ; but now, hoped, through the help of that good spirit which bringeth salvation, he should be established for ever. Thomas Loe, looking on him with a countenance kind as when an angel looks on the tender babe, and with tones of equal sweetness, said, — I hope my young friend thee will keep in mind the words of the Lord Jesus, how he said, "the ser- vant is not greater than his Lord" — " If the world hated him," who was the perfection of goodness, " they will hate thee if thou become his follower." But remember, friend William, never canst thou love thyself as God loves thee ; never canst thou desire thine own happiness as God desires it. O then me- ditate on SUCH LOVE, and far above all things in hea- ven or earth, strive to get thy whole soul inflamed with it. Then shall God himself enter into the palace of thy heart, and " sup with thee, and thou shall sup with him.'''' In uttering these words he pressed William to his bosom with all the fervent tenderness of a father ; add- ing at the same time, while the tear hung ghstening in his eyes, " God be gracious to thee my son, and give thee wisdom like Jacob to wrestle with God, and also to prevail." This was to William a day of the sweetest emotions he had ever known. Joy sprung up afresh in his heart, the joy of glori- ous hope, far beyond what the young seaman feels when becalmed on his voyage to some golden coast, suddenly a sweet breeze of the ocean springs up, and borne along upon the curling billows he beholds the happy shores of the long promised land, all brightening before him. O how rare is that preacher, whose eyes, whose voice, whose every gesture preach.es to the 68 THE LIFE OF souls of his hearers ! Wilham, young as he was, could not but mark this preaching in Thomas Loe. He could not but mark the wonderful ditference which religion makes between a stranger who possesses it, and one's own father who is destitute. " Fe^," thought he to himself, " when struck by this good marl's preaching I first felt my unhappy state by nature^ and wished to seek to God for comfort^ my own dear father instead of con- gratulating smiles^ gave me nothing but angry frowns ^ and even thrust me from his door ! But here this good quaker^ though an absolute stranger, seeing my infant wishes to return to God, is moved even to tears of joy on my account, and presses me with a mother''s tender- ness to his heart. then how God-like a thing must religion be! How certainly must that fit for the society of angels hereof ter, which makes men so much like an- gels here.''"' Such were Wilham's thoughts on his way from the meeting, I hardly need tell the reader that William was now in no frame of mind to go back, as he had been pressed, to the lord lieutenant's, and to the giddy and gay 07ies, at his palace. From the re- ligious impressions early made on him by his mother in the nursery, and afterwards deepened at college by friend Loe, William may be said to have always had a turn for those dignified pleasures which naturally beget a disrelish for trifles. To see young gentlemen reddening into indecent passion about the "minister and his measures," or about stage boxes and fen- cing MASTERS ! or to scc youug ladies tossing their snowy arms, and rolling their diamond eyes in extasies of 7vonderful opera dancers ; or stage players. — These, though the two ordinary themes of conversation in high life, had always seemed to him very uninterest- ing. But in this present holy and heavenly frame of mind, the very idea of them was so disgusting, that he declined going back, as we have seen, to the lord lieu- tenant's ; and indeed studiously avoided many of the great families in Dubhn, because they took no delight WILLIAM PENN. 59 in talking of God and those great subjects which he most of all delighted in. — This seclusion of his was soon noticed by the hospitable lord lieutenant and the gay circles of the metropolis, who presently began with much impatience to ask, " where is young Mr. Perm .^" In a little time the fatal secret came out, that — he was turned quaker. The report spread a general gloom among his Irish friends. And no wonder. William was now about eighteen : the very season when youth, rising into manhood, enjoys the double charm of ten- derness mixed with dignity, rendering the character pe- culiarly interesting : this, added to a masculine mind sharpened by a tine education — pohshed by Galhc manners — and above all finished by a quaker sweet- ness, had rendered him very dear to the lord lieu- tenant and his wealthy friends ; independent of his rank and fortune as the only child and heir of Sir Wil- liam Penn, high admiral of the British navy. The loss of such a young man to their society could not but have excited a deep regret on their ovm accounts, mingled too with some contempt of him for joining a people who, in those days, were so much despised. It was not long before the admiral learned this most unwelcome piece of news. It came, in the way of letters, to his friends in London, all speaking in the most flattering terms of William, and expressing their sincere sorrow that a youth so amiable, and of such high promise, should have throwri himself away after this most unaccountable rate. The admiral came home quite in a fever about it. Mrs. Penn seeing his agitation, eagerly asked him what was the matter ? Matter ! replied he abruptly, matter enough to run a parent mad ! that silly hoy of ours will be the death of me, thafs a clear case. " Why, what has he done now ?'' said Mrs. Penn, much startled. Done ! returned the admiral, why he has fallen in with Tom Loe, who has made a fool of him again 60 THE LIFE OF Well, I hope William has not neglected the business you sent him to Ireland upon. Why no, he has not suiiered Tom Loe to make him such a fool as that. On the contrary, I learn from' a variety of quarters that he is a prodigy of industry. O, well then, said Mrs. Penn cheerfully, while his religion keeps him innocent and industrious, we need not much trouble ourselves about him. No, indeed ! replied the admiral hastily ; now that's the very reason I choose to trouble myself about him^ A youth of his genius and education, with the advan- tages of such rank and friends and industry, my God what might he not do ! How easily might he become; one of the greatest men of his age. And such he shal^ be, Pm determined on it. Pll write for liim to come" home immediately. And if he doesn't ''bout ship and g(y upon ariotker tack, Pll disinherit him, that's the long and short of it. I'll not keep in this hot water any longer. If he choose to despise me and run after Tom Loe, he- must do it, but he shall never see my face again. CHAPTER XII. If his infant son were suddenly lost in some wild wood, where dark pit-falls gaped, and ravenous beasts lay in wait to devour, what father but would instantly rush forth, with throbbing heart, in search of him ? And if happily his listeniiig ear but caught tlie feeble meanings of his child ; or he beheld him at a distance with bleeding feet winding his tortured way through piercing thorns, would he not fly to the dear rescued boy, and, clasping him with transport to his bosom, kiss away the pearly drops from his bloated eyes ? Yes, such would be the joy of this world towards a child saved from the deaths that threaten the body. But, WILLIAM PENN. 61 alas ! to save him from that which would destroy the soul ; to save him from envy, hate, and all the hag- gard passions which inflict wounds and deaths beyond the rage and venom of serpents and tigers, no such solicitude is felt. And this often causes the hearts of good men to bleed within them, that when a younc^ person in the wilderness of this world is brought to a sense of his danger, and wishes to fly to his God, in- stead of being met by his friends with tears of joy con- gratulating his happy escape, he is often frowned upon and driven back to sin and hell. Such was the treatment shown to young William Penn by his father, and at a t'me too when he stood most in need of every encouragement. He v/as at a great distance from home^ and from a pious mother whom he doted on. He was spending his days in diligent attention to his father's business, and his nights in reading and devotion by himself; for he had no kind friend to commune with^ no kindred soul to comfort and strengthen him. In the midst of this, he receives a letter from home. But that letter, instead of breathing the joy of a happy fa- ther, congratulating his dear boy for being so early in the family of God, begins with reproaching him for his fanaticism^ and ends with ordering him instantly to come home. William's spirits were at first, as might have been expected, a good deal depressed by this letter ; but the depression was only momentary. Religion soon ad- ministered her cordial. An ever present God ; a glo- rious life in his service now, and an eternal Heaven hereafter ; how could he long be sad ? so, packing up his clothes and books, and taking leave of a few friends,, he set out for London ; not neglecting to strengthen himself on the road, by frequent reflection on the truth and importance of the hopes before him ; for he foresaw that they were to be brought to a severe trial. His calculations were abundantly correct ; for while his mo- ther received him as usual with transports of joy, his fa- 62 THE LIFE OF ther's countenance was hard and angry ; then scarcely allowing time for the customary salutations, he said — " and so Tom Loe has taken you in tow, and made a fool of you again !" William's face, that had been rosy red with joy at sight of his parents, now all at once turned pale on hearing these cutting words ; but, soon recovered by conscious integrity, he replied, " Yes, father I have been with Thomas Loe, but 1 hope that instead of making a fool, he will, under God, make a wise man of me. Yes, to be sure, and there's a pretty sample of it,, returned the admiral sarcastically, pointing at Wil- liam's simple quaker habit. Tom Loe will no doubt make a wonderful wise man of you. In place of your handsome dresses brought from Paris, see that ugly drab I and that monstrous beaver, broad brimm'd and darkening over your brow like an umbrella ! These are precious tokens of wisdom ! And is it possible that for such stuff as this you can reject such honours as are courting you from all quarters ? I don't know, father, said William, of any honours- that are courting me from all quarters. No, indeed ! well then, let me ask you, was there ever a young Englishman so talked of at Paris as you were all the time you spent there ? And was that no honour? And on your return here to London, was not the whole town running after you ? — was that no honour ? And when you went to Dubhn, did a single mail ever come over but brought letters from the lord lieutenant and the great ones there, all extolling you to the skies — was that no honour ? And now what nobleman is there in all the land but would glory in your friendship ? — what place is there so high but you might easily obtain it ? what heiress so wealthy, but you might marry her as easily as kiss your hand ? Are these no honours ? Well, father, said William, these I know are called honours : and let them pass for such. But after all» WILLIAM PENN. 63 what would they signify to me, unless they made me happy ? God's mercy on the boy, cried the admiral, getting angry, what would you want more than all this to make you happy ! Why, as to that, father, you know that to be happy we must have what suits our taste, and that the right taste too. But I am morally certain, that while I keep my present taste, I shall never be happy, if I have no- thing better than great worldly riches and rank. I feel, father, that I am born for better things than these. Well, but what's the reason you can't take these things and those better ones too ? That's impossible, sir. There's no going to heaven in " golden slippers." But why, in the name of God, can't you be good and happy as a great man, as well as a mean one : and by dressing like a gentleman as well as like a monk 1 Can Tom Loe have made such a blockhead of you, as to make you believe it a sin to wear a suit of clothes in the fashion ? Father, the quakers don't stand upon the fashions. And pray why don't they ; can they be such fools as to think that religion has any thing to do with the €olour and cut of people's clothes?' The quakers think, father, that religion has to do with every thing that tends to God's pleasure or dis- pleasure, in the happiness or misery of man. Well, and what has this to do with the fashion ? Why, certainly, father, to set the heart upon the fashion, as if it were the chief end of being — to make it a great theme of our conversation — to resolve to keep up with it no matter what it cost — to honour the basest wretch if he have on a fashionable dress — but despise the most godlike, because of his mean apparel — does not this betray a shameful devotion to trifles ? yea, worse still — a horrible insensibilty to the charms of goodness, wherein consists our main happiness? 64 TPIE LIFE OF The admiral here remaining silent, as if at a loss what to reply, William thus went on, — Yes, father, many people I know, think that dress, no matter how vain, has nothing to do with religion. But these, sir, are looked upon by the quakers, as persons utterly un- acquainted with the religion of Christ, which, treating the soul as the only divine part of man, is continually striving to turn his attention to the care of the soul; that by enlightening his understanding with the true wisdom, and exalting his affections to the true good, it may give him a relish for that happiness which is godlike and eternal. Hence it is, sir, that the quakers will have nothing to do with the dresses and fashions of the world, which only serve to make people childish and vain in their minds, and averse from the true hap- piness, and likewise so to impoverish their circum- stances as to put it out of their power to he honest ; yea, and oft times to practise those dark and base frauds and villanies which ruin them for ever. This being a style of sermonizing rather too stub- born for the admiral to gainsay, William was permit- ted to go on, which he did at this rate : " Yes, sir, the religion of Christ, and consequently the quakers, (its expositors in the simplest sense,) will encourage no idolatry of the flesh ; being fully persuaded, that in proportion as this rises the soul sinks. And what but this is the meaning of those awful passages which run throughout the religion of Christ — " The flesh lusteth apinst the spirit" — " If ye live after the flesh ye shall die" — " They that live in fleshly pleasures are dead while they live." The admiral said it was droll how a man could be dead while he lived. It is, nevertheless, awfully true, sir, replied William. For a creature born with capacities to love God, and thereby put on the immortal beauties of his likeness, to neglect such ineffable glories as these, and meanly pride himself because of fine clothes and gaudy equip WlLLIAxM PENN. 65 age for this poor mortal body, is not such a creature dead, while he hveth ? yea, utterly dead to the true end of living, that is, happiness ; which consisteth not in such unworthy gratifications, but in that perfect love which feels the presence of God, banishing all grief and kindling a perpetual heaven. Such were Wil- liam's arguments ; but all his arguments, cogent and conclusive as they were, availed nothing with his fa- ther. Indeed they appear to have wrought a very contrary effect in him, as, looking on Wilham's person, and listening to his speech, he was the more grieved to think, that his only child, a youth of such a figure, such a mind, such eloquence, and born for the highest honours, should become the dupe and castaway, as he vCalled it, of the most pitiful and grovelling quakerism. In hope yet to avert so great a calamity as he thought it, from his family, he resolved to make one more ef- fort ; and to try, since argument had failed, what might be done by menaces. So, fixing on William a stern and angry eye, he said, " Well, sir, I have heard you out : and novv^ let me tell you, that with all your in- genuity and eloquence you have not started me one inch from my moorings ; no, sir, there is no reasoning like facts. To say that a man can't be great and yet wise and good, is all nonsense. It contradicts daily observation, sir. Look at our nobility, sir, our honour- ABLES, and RIGHT HONOURABLES^look at our clergy, our REVEREND and right reverend, the bishops and archbishops ! these are the great ones, sir, of the realm ; these are the first talents and titles, the first riches and learning of the nation. And will you say that none of these are good V William, with a modest firmness, replied, that he did not take upon him to judge of others, but that he well knew this, that Christ every where speaks of the plea- sures of filial friendship WITH GoD, as being of a nature so entirely different from those that flow from Ihe pride, and ambition, and lusts of this poor polluted F 2 66 THE LIFE OF world, that they can no more exist together than hghl and darkness. And also, that for his own part he could truly say, from oft and sad experience, that it was not possible for him to enjoy blissful communion with God, and at the same time conform to the spirit of the world. Here the admiral, with looks more angry still, re- plied, " I perceive, sir, that you are determined for ever to misunderstand me. I don't mean that you should conform to the world in any thing base and villanous. No, sirrah, I despise that as heartily as you and your friend Tom Loe. But I mean that you should con- form to the world as our bishops and archbishops do — that is, that you should be rich, and great too. And guch you shall be, Pm determined on it. And therefore let me tell you, sir, that if you do not instantly forsake that quaker fool, that Tom Loe and his principles, you must no longer look on yourself as a son of mine. William appeared much shocked. But after some pause, observed, that his father must, to be sure, do as he thought proper ; but at the same time, he could not help humbly craving his father's reasons for his dislike of Thomas Loe. Is he not acknowledged, sir, said William, to be a holy man, against whom not even his bitterest enemies can say any harm ? And as to his principles, are they not the simple expressions of the humbfe and benevolent spirit the gospel ? And after all, sir, continued William, what harm has Thomas Loe ever done me ? on the contrary, indeed, have vve not great cause to be thankful on his account ? Thankful on Tom Loe's account I retorted the ad- miral quite in a rage. A plague on him ! what has he brought on us but trouble and vexation ever since his vile name was heard by the family. I think, sir, replied Wilham, modestly, that, under God, 1 owe Thom.as Loe much for what he contri- buted towards the comparative innocency of my life, at college. WILLIAM PENN. 67 Yon pay no great compliment to myself or your mother, in saying that, sir. Did you not go to college as innocent a youth as any in the realm '{ and do you thank Tom Loe for that ? But, sir, replied William, was not the preservation of my innocence a great blessing? And that I have been less disgraced by vice than many other young men, as well at the University as in the large and dissipated cities wherein I was so early exposed, 1 feel myself, chiefly indebted to the affectionate and powerful elo- quence of Thomas Loe. For considering my weak- ness of youth and inexperience, and separated too as I was from you and my mother, had it not been for the strong hold which his discourses took on my heart, I do not see how I should have withstood that torrent of bad example which swept away so many of those once amiable young men who came to college as inno- cent as myself. So I think, sir, that if you love me and prize my honour and happiness, you ought to love Thomas Loe, who was to me, of God, the good guardian angel that in your absence saved me from much disgrace. I am sure, retorted the admiral, you have no great cause to brag of his saving you from disgrace at the University ; for it was all owing to him, that you came by the disgrace of being expelled. Yes, sir, replied William, blushing, I own I was ex- pelled from the University, and that too through Thomas Loe : but still it was not for any vice, that I should either hate him or abhor myself. It was for an act of zeal, iyitemperate indeed, but still well meant and flowing from a love for the young men whose vain ornaments I assisted to tear oiF. I confess it was error ^ but thank God not shameful vice, such as many others have been expelled for. And therefore I shall always thank God for the poor quaker Thomas Loe, that while many other young men have been expelled for drunkenness, I have drank nothing but water — that SB THE LIFE OF while others have been expelled for gambling, I never touched a card — that while others have been expelled for commerce with lewd women, 1 have been unspot- ted from the world — that while others, though great sticklers for the high church, have run their fathers to large ■expense for horses,, and dogs, and gaudy dresses, and balls, and masquerades^ I have never brought any cost upon you for these things — and that while many others, because their fathers were rich, have thought themselves privileged to be lazy, I have, thank God, in my studies at college, and in acquiring the French language at Paris, and the law at the Inner Temple, and in settling your business in Ireland^have done all I could to please you. But, continued William, though my earthly father may forget my honest endeavours to please him, yet I have the promise that my heaven- ly father will enter in his book of life every good act that I perform from a single eye to his glory. And as to my poor quaker friend, Thomas Loe, against whom you have taken up such a dislike, let me once more assure you, father, that he has never weakened but greatly strengthened me in all my duties. And above all., he has taught me that, to do good for evil is the end of the religion of Christ ; and that I am not to look for the crown hereafter if I do not cheerfully bear the cross here, " Phev3 P"* returned the admiral with a tremendous whistle, as of a boatswain, calling all hands on deck, " why, Tom Loe has made a preacher of you already ! Well, go on, young man, go on with your canting. But let me tell you that all this, and all your cross- bearing to boot, though it might have done in former times, is all mere nonsense now.-^Yes, people may be rich and great in this world, and take their plea- sures too, and yet after all go to heaven. Many of our lords, both temporal and spiritual,, are daily doing it, to ray own certain knowledge, and so may you : yes, and you shall do it too, let me tell you that, or be no son of mine. If you are determined to go and play WILLIAM PENN. 5^ the fool, you must go and do it some where else; you shall not do it in my family. And as 1 have had no hand in your folly, so I will not be eternally suffering the mor- tification of it, that I am determined on." William, of course, was turned out of his father's doors. Bat though the admiral endeavoured to screen himself from the reproaches of his own conscience, and also from those of the world for this most unnatu- ral act, yet it was abundantly plain, from his looks and motions, that inhumanity is a breach of the eter- nal law, (of love) never to be reconciled to the moral sense. — " Honour ! honour !" cries the infuriated du- ellist, as he is about to murder his fellow man ; but does the monster ever enjoy sweet peace afterwards ? So, no plea that pride can prefer will ever silence that voice of God in the soul of man, which ceaselessly cries against cruelty. The admiral was a proof of all this. Even in the act of driving William from home his every look evinced the torture of a soul engaged in the horrid work of self-murder. Nor did the rolling in his bosom subside with the storm that had excited it. For after the son was gone, the father was seen striding about the apartment dark and angry in his looks ; and often stroking down his whiskers, as it is said he was v^ront, when going into battle. Nor was his anguish diminished by the melancholy looks of the servants as they passed by him in silence, and still less by the cries of his lady, in the adjoining room, bewail- ing her '-'•poor exiled sonP'' After some time he went into her chamber where she lay a crying on the bed, her face muffled up in the clothes. He sat down by her side to console her ; but she turned her face still more away. He repeated his tender efforts ; but with no better success. Such treatment from an elegant wife whom he doted on, stung him to the quick. At length after a gloomy silence, he clasped his hands and lifting his eyes of mingled grief and rage, he exclaim- ed—" Mv God ! what a life is this !" 70 THE LIFE OF She making no reply, he still went on — " and here have I been all my miserable days, striving through toils and tempests, through fightings and blood, to raise my poor family to something : and after all have only got to a serious doubt, whether I had not better be dead than alive ; whether I had not better at once cut my throat than bear this cursed state any longer." Alarmed at such expressions, Mrs. Penn half raised herself from the bed, and turning to the admiral with much of wildness in her red, tear-bathed eyes, said, " wht/^ Mr. Penn, why will you make use of such dreadful language." Mortal man, replied he, never had better right to use «uch language ; yes, and ten times worse if I but knew where to find it. I wanted to make my son, my only gon, a great man, but he won't hear of it. 1 wanted to comfort you and you wont afl*ow me to comfort you. *' Comfort !" answered she, with a deep sigh, " donH talk to me of comfort. I was never born to enjoy com- fort in this world. I had but one child, and he every thing that my heart and soul could desire, and yet his life and mine too have been made bitter to us both ever since he was born," " Well, whose fault is it," cried the admiral, furious- ly, " whose fault is it but his own, a poor, sneaking, mean-spirited blockhead !" " Don't call him so," said Mrs. Penn, " for I have Jieard you say, a thousand times, he was a boy of ge- jiius." " A boy of genius ! yes, the boy has genius ; and a fine genius too ; but what signifies his genius ? what signifies his education, and all his other rare advan- tages, if, like a poor fool as he is, he won't improve ihem, won't let them make a great man of him ?" " A great man of him !" exclaimed she. " Ah my iaod ! there's what I fear will be the downfall of us :all, A great man of him indeed !" WILLIAM PENN, tf ** Yes,'' replied the admiral, " 1 want to make a great man of your son. And pray what can be more natural ? Isn^t that the aim of the whole world ? An't the poor constantly aiming to become rich ? and the rich to become nobles ? and the nobles to become kings ? and kings to become greater and greater still ?" " Yes, Mr. Penn, and it is the aiming at this sort of greatness that has filled the earth with so many wretch- ed beings." " What do you mean by that ?" " Why, do not the holy scriptures assure us, that it was by aiming at a greatness of this sort that our first parents lost Paradise, and filled the world with sin and death ? Nay, was it not by aiming at this sort of great- ness that Satan and his angels lost their high place ia heaven and sunk to hell ?" " But how does that apply V* " Why, Mr. Penn, is not this greatness of riches,, and pomps, and places, all from pride, and not for happi- ness — which is the only end that rational creatures should propose to themselves in all their actions ? And, therefore, did not that dear child, whom you just now turned out of doors, did he not ask you ' what is the true end of greatness but happiness?' And if he thought that the greatness you so press upon hii» would not make him happy, was he not in the right to- despise it?" " Despise greatness !" exclaimed the admiraL " Yes, Mr. Penn, such greatness as that. I honour my son for despising it ; for what is the greatness that consists merely in possessing great town houses and country houses — in entertaining great lords and ladies — in having our gates constantly thronged with coaches and chariots — wasting the day in idle visitings, and the night in plays and cards — not an hour to call ourown^ but all swallovi^ed up in one continued round of hurry and dissipation — and all this, too, among the vain and WORTHLESS, whosc manners are childishly frivoloui v 7^ THE LIFE OF whose conversation is about nothing but fashions and slander ; whose looks ever wear the simper of folly or the sadness of discontent and envy ; and who court us not from friendship, as we well know, but from vanity and convenience because we are rich ; and would de- sert us on the first reverse of our fortunes."" "You draw a very pretty picture of the great, 1 think, madam." " Yes, Mr. Penn, but not one shade too black, nor, indeed, half black enough. For, contemptible a& such a life may seem, yet there are thousands who, when enslaved to it, like poor drunkards to their cups, will sacrifice every thing to keep it up ; will gamble, and forge, and even rob on the highway ! yes, and will beggar and disgrace their wives and children, to pre* serve only a show of such pitiful greatness. And, be- cause our dear boy was blessed with the rare wisdom and fortitude to discover and abhor such madness, you could turn him out of doors, even in the tender and helpless morning of his days !" Here the admiral begged his w^ife to talk no more at that rate, for that he loved William very dearly,, though he had turned him out of doors. Nay, that he had treated him in this way altogether out of love, that he might constrain him into his views, and make some- thing of him. " Make something of him !" cried Mrs. Penn, " Q my God ! that you should possess one of the richest blessings in all this world, and yet not know it ; I mean a pious child. For O ! what on all this earth can be matter of such joy and triumph to a fond Farent as a pious child ?" To me it was every things thought of nothing else. I prayed for nothing else. * Vain, delusive riches and honours P I said, come not near my son. You are jiot one-ten thousandth part goo-d enough for him. Only let my son love God. Only let him have this, the smeetest spur to every virtue^ the strongest curb from every vice, the best cordial under WILLIAM PENN. 73 every affliction^ and I ask no more P Well, God, in his infinite mercy, heard my prayer. He gave me that which I esteem above all worlds — a pious son. And lo ! you turn him out of doors ! He has not ambi- tion enough ! he won't be rich enough ! nor great enough to please you ! O what millions would not many of our rich and great friends here in London give if their sons had but half his virtues ! — There's the rich lord Sterling ! — His eldest son and heir of all, can't dine abroad, but he must be brought home drunk ! and his face is now so bloated and tiery, that his friends are ashamed to look at him ! — There's the great lady Warwick ! — Her only son crippled and shortly to die, mortally wounded in a duel ! — There's the earl of Coventry ! — His only son sneaking about the house, like a blackguard, for losing at cards in a single week Mij thousand pounds left him by an aunt ! — And there's young lord Spencer ! though heir to a dukedom, and covered over with stars and garters, yet eaten up in youth, of foul diseases ! — In short, what with drunkenness, or duelling, or gambling, or raking, or some other detestable vice, there's hardly one in ten of all our great families but is shrouded in melancholy. Fathers, mothers, and sisters, through- out the town, mourning their disgraced and ruined sons and brothers. And here, amidst all this shame and sorrow, our child, our only dear child, not only not disgraced with such vices, but adorned with all the opposite virtues — harmless as an infant ! temperate as a saint ! devout as an angel ! and yet, in place of shouting incessant praises to God on his dear account, you turn him out of doors ! O Mr. Penn, Mr. Penn, can you ever forget that look he gave you when taking up his hat to go away, as you ordered him, he said, " Father^ had I been turned out of your doors because of any crimes I had done, I should be wretched indeed. But, thanks to God^ I go away with a conscience un- stained by an act that should came, you or my diar mo- G 74 THE LIFE OF ther^ to blush for me." Here she burst into a flood of tears. But it was plain they were not bitter tears, for they flowed from eyes piously rolled towards heaven, and bright with the joy of hope that her dear boy would yet one day come out more than conqueror. And O power resistless of truth ! this great British ad- miral, whom not all the thunders and lightnings of hos- tile navies could have daunted, was so confounded by the still small voice of sacred truth, that he turned away pale with shame and trouble, and walked the floor silent and humbled as a weaned child. CHAPTER XII. But leaving the admiral and his amiable consort tinder the excitement of feelings of a very opposite character, let us turn to William. On the first glance at that dear boy, though but through the eye of fancy, we can scarce refrain from crying out — O, come here young men ! come here ! and mark the difference, the wide, wide difference between the child of God and the slave of Satan in the persecutions they suffer for vice, or virtue's sake ! The young sinner, who, for debauching his neighbour's daughter, or murdering his son in a duel, is kicked out of his father's doors, flies from home like a ravening wolf from his wintry den. And while the curses of the injured are beat- ing upon him from behind, conscious guilt, like a deadly frost, has blasted every flower of hope in front, and left him nothing but dreariness and despair. Then seizing the accursed halter he chokes himself over some convenient gate-post, and dies, as he deserves, the death of a mad dog. Such are, ofttimes, the effects of perse- cution for wickedness' sake. But the persecution for ?ighteousnes*' sakp^ what is it like, or whereunto WILLIAM PENN. 75 filiall we compare it ? It is like unto a whirlwind in a garden of cinnamon, which, though it create a tran- sient tempest, yet serves to reveal the richer glories of tlie place ; for by shaking the beds of spiees it fills the air with sweetest odours and spreads abroad a ravish- ment unknown before. Such was the effect of his fa- tlier's persecution of young William. It excited, indeed, an agitation that alternately bleached or reddened his cheeks, and called forth his tears. But still as it was for HIM " who will be no man's debtor," he quickly found in it, that " peace which passeth all understanding !" 'Tis true his mother's eyes, following him to the door, melted him for a moment ; but scarcely had he passed the gate and entered on the fair clover-covered lawns of Pennwood, and eyed the spacious skies, before his heart was revived by a flood of joys of the noblest kind. The painful state of halting between two opi- nions is now over, and, as he hopes, for ever. He has at last bravely seized the cross. In thought he ascends the mount oi God, with his anchor of hope fast moor- ed in heaven, and his eyes of faith, bright as the everlasting hills, on which they are placed. And while a voice within seems to whisper — " well done good and faithful servant !" thou art now free — thou art now for God — ^*' thou art now living to the great end of thy creation," — he felt what he had often read, but never felt before — " the joy unspeakable and full of glory." In this happy frame he repaired without loss of time to London, in hopes of meeting his revered friend Tho- mas Loe. But learning that he was not yet returned from Ireland, William inquired where he might find any of the " people <;alled Quakers !" Such an inquiry from the son of admiral Penn, and in the meek looks too of one of that people excited much surprise, but he was presently directed to the house of one George Whitehead, an eminent minister among the quakcrs. As God would have it, there was 76 THE LIFE OF a meeting that day, at Whitehead's house, which gave great joy to William, who went in and took his seat among the friends. He had not sat long before he found himself very happy with his company. The modesty of their dress — the sweet spirit on their coun- tenances, shining at once with reverence and affection in a noiseless but fervent devotion, filled his heart with all the delights of a most heavenly fellowship. He felt himself as he thought, among " the excellent ones of the earth,'"' — with them worshipping the best of all beings — seeking the greatest of all goods — and by means w^ell suited to tiie end they aimed at, even by a simple culture of the heart in those divine loves which alone can take of the things of God and give them to the soul. Soon as meeting was over, and the younger people and the women gone out, Whitehead, with several of the friends, approached William Penn, where he still sat, to salute him. William rose and giving his hand told them his name. They appeared greatly pleased, and said they were glad to see him, for that two years ago, they had heard friend Loe speak often and much concerning him. Here William blushed. They then asked him wether he was not very lately from Ireland ? for that they had just re- ceived letters from friend Loe speaking of having seen admiral Penn's son at meeting there, and giving a very favourable report of him. Thinking this a good opening, William told him his whole exercises in Ire- land with friend Loe, also his persecutions and banish- ment from Pennwood. Moreover he told them with a sigh, that for some time past he had been " halting between two opinions," but that now his mind was made up ; that being fully convinced that to love the world is the veriest madness and misery of man, and to love God his highest wisdom and happiness, he was resolved to forsake the world and cleave to God for ever. As Wilham made this confession, the countenances WILLIAM PENN. 77 of the FRIENDS were brightened with joy. And when he was done they assured him how happy they were that one so young and of such high standing in the world, should think of making an offering of himself to God. William then told them, that he was indeed thankful, and could never be sufficiently so, that God had called him while so young, to the glory of his ser- vice. And, as to his wealth and high standing in the world, he felt there too that the more he had, the more he owed to God, and the stronger his obligations to a pious life : and that now he was come on purpose to cast in his lot among them. They all smiled, and asked him if he was in good earnest. William looked surprised. — They said they had asked him this question because they were afraid he had not counted the cost. O yes, replied he, I trust I have. They all shook their heads ; when Whitehead, with great meekness, said, I fear, friend William, thee art al- most too young for calculations of this sort. Thee ought to remember that we are a " little Jlock,'" and withal much despised, and that " not many rich, not many wise, not many great of this world," have sought fel- lowship with us. William said he had pondered all these things. Well then, said Whitehead, thee has done well in so doing ; but still, friend William, there is something against us much worse tlian all this yet William wanted to know what that was. Why, friend William, said Whitehead, thee must know that our religion is the hardest in the whole world. Here, William seeming to look as if he did not entirely comprehend this. Whitehead repeated "yes, friend William, oui-s is the hardest religion in the world." Other religions go chiefly on notions, ours on LOVE. And thou wilt learn, by and bye, that it is easier to harangue about a thousand new fang led no^ tions, than to mortifiy one old lust. If thou soughtest G 2 78 THE LIFE OF fellowship with manj other societies, thou inightesi easily gain thy point by subscribing to their articles ; contending for their creeds ; confessing their notions, as about the trinity, and baptisms ; &c. and by assenting that all ought to be burnt who differ from them in these things. But friend William, we have not so learned Jesus. If his religion stood in these things, it were easy to be a Christian. Corrupt nature has always had a strong leaning to religion of this sort. The heathens gloried in their showy temples and gaudy sacrifices. The Jews vaunted in their tythings of mint, anise and cummin. Many Christians also make a great to do about creeds and catechisms^ about sacraments and no- tions ; because all the zeal the}- display on these points, though it may bring them much fame and wealth, need not cost them one dear lust or passion ! But the qua- kers, friend Wilham, put no confidence in these things. We feel ourselves constrained to a deeper work, evcR that hard lesson of Christ, ^'' the perfect love out of a pure heart,'''' And now since thou art come to join our society ; and, as is common when persons apply for membership with us, we would ask thee a question or two, but not concerning thy notions, but concern- ing thy affections. Hast thou then a perfect hatred of sin, and dost thou sincerely desire to be holy ? Hast thou the " faith that worketh by love ?" and does this vital principle in thy heart manifest itself in every thought and act of thy life? Is it the staid purpose of thy soul never to shed thy brother's blood in war or private strife ? Wilt thou never provoke him to hate by suing him at the law ? W^ilt thou never indulge thyself in gaudy attire, or furniture, or equipage, to the de- priving ihj poor brother of the comforts of thy charity, and thyself of the pleasure of extending it to him ? Wilt thou not only not put thy bottle to him, but wilt thou drive from thy house all gin and ardent spirits that might prove a stumbling block to him? Wilt thou never thyself rob him of his liberty, and wilt thou set thj WILLIAM PENN. 79 face against those who would ? Wilt thou in thy furni- ture and equipage, also in thy cookery and manners of living, maintain whatever is plain and cheap, lest by a contrary example thou shouldst tempt him to live above his means, and thus involve him in debt and suffering ? These things, friend William, will serve to show thee the genius of our religion ; what we would be ourselves, and what we expect of all who enter into communion with us. Now as thou art young and of a great family in the world, thou mayest not relish doctrines so mortifying to pride and carnal sense, and which require that simplicity and perfect love so dis- tasteful to corrupt nature. We would therefore ad- vise thee to take time and revolve these things in thy mind, lest thou shouldst fall into the condemnation of those who are very ready to follow the Lord in the days of " the loaves and fishes^'''' but soon as he begins to preach his heavenly morality that would pull down the brute and set up the angel in man, strait they are "*' offended and will walk no more with him^ William's eyes sparkled, as friend Whitehead spoke in this way ; then^vith a smile he replied, that he had no need to take time to revolve these things. He was already persuaded, that every pulse of the heart to- wards the world and the flesh was but fostering a fe- ver fatal to true peace of mind ; that it was the desire of his soul to be crucified to the world and the fleshy as the only wisdom for a happy life. And as to the SIMPLICITY and self-denying doctrines of the people called quakers, and also, the contempt they put on all NOTIONAL religion, in comparison of that " perfect love" which so strongly inclines to do, in all cases, to others, as we would they should do to us, he was always charmed with them. He would not he said, so highly prize the religion of Christ, if it were not for this sweet spirit that runs through and animates the whole. He had within himself, added he, the witness of the 80 THE LIFE OF divinity of this religion of Christ — its tendency to heal all the ills, and brighten all the goods of life. Repeat- ed experience had taught him, that in proportion as his heart was warmed and sweetened with this divine charity, he had a disposition to feel for his brother as for himself; to pity him ; to forgive him; to mourn his vices and misfortunes, and to rejoice in his virtues and prosperities ; and therefore instead of being offend- ed thereat, he thought it the very best employment God could set himself upon in this life to crucify inor- dinate self with all its pride, and envy, and hate, and to perfect himself in that pure love which, by giving him a tender interest in the welfare of others, would make him a partaker in all their good." Upon this, they all gave him the right hand of fel- lowship, and he was formally received as a friend, not more to the surprise and comfort of that benevo- lent and despised people, than to the astonishment and displeasure of the proud ones and great of the do- minant church, who from that day marked him as the butt of their spite. CHAPTER XIII. It was about the twenty-fourth year of his life that William Penn became a preacher among the quakers ; whence it appears, that, being only eighteen when he joined them, he must have been six years preparing himself for his " high calling,'' the ministry. What we are to learn from that singular fact in the life of Christ, that he was nine years after he came of age, as we say, before he began to preach, I know not But of William Penn we may safely say this in the hearing of young candidates for holi/ orders, that when they remember that his talents were certainly of the first class, and hi? WILLIAM PENN. 81 life equally spotless ; and when they remember too that his convictions of the transcendent charm and worth of religious affections, were very early and deep, and yet he delayed coming forth to the public until his twenty-fourth year, they ought, we think, to be very cautious, lest, " running before they are sent, they fall into the snare of the devil, and by bringing much re- proach on their holy profession, pierce themselves through with many sorrows." What particular books and bodies of divinity Wil- lim Penn studied during those six years of seclusion, I have never been able to learn ; but on reading the nu- merous tracts, which, like polished shafts of the quiver, flew from his pen against the adversaries of the hum- ble and loving gospel^ (as set forth in the lives of the quakers,) we are at a loss whether most to admire the extent of his reading, or the powers of his memory and judgment. As a skilful chemist, from a waggon load of plants, will extract an essence which though compressible into an ounce vial, shall yet contain the choice odour and virtues of the whole heap, leaving the residue a mere caput mortuum fit only for the dunghill — so, in passing through the alembic of William Penn's brain, the grossest bodies of divinity appeared all at once de- composed ; the bonds whereby sophistry had coupled truth and error, are instantly dissolved ; and the vile and the precious are shown in such characteristic colours, that a child can easily mark the difference. The result of all this was a plainness and purity in his principles and practice which can hardly be enough admired and imitated. We read of the wise king of Israel, that after all his sprightly songs, and pregnant proverbs, and grave dis- courses, he winds up with a single text — " fear God and keep his commandments ; for that is the whole duty of man." Even so, William Penn, after all his deep reading and reflection on that great subject, throws the ^2 THE LIFE OF whole of religion into two words, humility and love. Those who are in the habit of despising a religion that is not bundled up and bloated with creeds and cate- chisms, SACRAMENTS and CEREMONIES, wiU HO doubt think as meanly of Penn's simple religion of humility and LOVE, as Naaman did of Elisha's simple prescrip- tion for the leprosy, " go and washy But it is enough for us to know that this religion, simple as it may seem, is from God. And it is also enough for us to know that the foolishness of God is wiser than man. Man must always have a tedious ^'^ round abouV way to come at his object. God goes point blank to it at once. Man must have a thousand springs to move one effect ; God touches but one spring, and lo milhons of effects leap into motion ! Since then his power is so great why may not God, if it please him, give command, and a single pair of parent virtues shall instantly give birth to innumerable beauties in the moral world ? He does so in the natural world. Look at wintry nature clad in her dreary shroud of ice and snow — her lovely ve- getable family all enhearsed I — her nobler animal off- spring drooping in silent despair ! ''''Alas ! shall these dead bones live.'''' Yes, let the sun but come forth in his strength — let the soaking showers smoke along the ground — and straightway the little plants peep forth, laughing, from their clods — the lambs gambol on their hills — and the birds fill the spicy groves with songs ! — and all this wondrous change effected by the sole agency of the sun and the shower ! And what is that sun ; and what is that shower in the natural world, but humility and love in the moral ? For as the warm sun and shower unbind the ice of winter, and (ill the lap of nature with precious fruits and flowers, so by the tear of humility and the glow of love, the ice of human nature is dissolved — the long dead seeds of virtue begin to sprout — the man is revived — his fajce blooms benevolence — his thoughts breathe kindness — and his lips utter a language sweeter than the song oi WILLIAM PENN. BS birds, and more refreshing than the odour of precious spices. Thus NATURE, by her still small voice of analogy, proclaims to man that humility and love are the true religion and life of the moral world. But for further proof let us go up from nature to nature's God; from his works to his word. And here, passing by the pro- phets who all assure us that Jehovah asks not our " thousands of rams nor tens of thousands of rivers of oi7," but only that we " do justice ; love mercy ; and walk humbly with God." Passing by the apostles also, who with one voice declare that humility and LOVE are the very '• end of the law'''' — and that without these all our zeal, though hot as the martyr's flame, and all our faith though stronger than mountains, will avail us nothing. Passing, I say, by the prophets and apostles, let us come to a greater than all prophets and apostles, I mean God himself '''' manifested in the fleshy'''' and in him we shall see cause for ever to exclaim, " wa& ever love, was ever humanity like his ? " His mother — an obscure virgin ! His supposed father — a poor carpenter ! His birth-place — a stable 1 His cradle — a manger ! His heralds — shepherds f His disciples — ^fishermen ! His family example — washing his disciples' ieei f His miracle — giving eyes to the blind, (Szc. ! His new commandment — love one another ! His favourites here — they that resemble little chil- dren! His courtiers hereafter — they that feed the hungry, (Sic. &;c. ! His coming into the world — to seek those that were lost! His LIFE — doing good ! His death — on the cross to save sinners ! Now what does all this point to, but to humihty and 84 THE LIFE OF love — to a love stronger than death, and to a humility lower than the grave ! And for those who hold no authority equal to rea- son, what says reason? Why the only religion in the universe must be humility and love — because, by hu- mility WE ADORE GOD FOR ALL THAT HE GIVES TO OURSELVES ; AND BY LOVE WE PARTICIPATE WITH OTHERS IN ALL THAT HE GIVES TO THEM. But still a blind world will not be reconciled to hu- mility and LOVE. They are too heavenly for earthly natures — too much against the grain of flesh and blood, to be submitted to. " What !'* says Pride, " be the servant of all ! take the lowest seat ! wash the disci- ples' feet !" — " What !" says Hate, " bear to be called a liar ! love my enemies ! do them good for all their evil to me ! no, never." This is poor human nature all over. Whether Jew or Gentile, Turk or Christian, they can't stomach hu- mility and love. Jf God will but excuse them from these, they will do any thing for him. Let them but have their pride and revenge, their covetousness and LUST, and they will give him thousands of will- worship. The heathens will sacrifice their hecatombs of fat bullocks and lambs ; yea and their own children too, on a pinch. The Jews will give him prayers in the streets by the hour, with loads of mint and anise into the bargain. The Mahometans will shear their whis- kers, and make scores of pilgrimages to the prophet's tomb — and the Christians, with all their better light, will get baptized in every mode, w^hether of sprinkling or dipping ; and will take forty sacraments, if there be as many. And yet, after all, what good was ever done to the w^orld by these alone ? Have they ever yet made mankind one jot the better or happier ? Alas ! can we be ignorant that w^ith the most pompous display of these, the w^orld has all along been " dead in trespasses and sins ?" The heathens universally, idolaters, gladi- ators, cannibals. The Jews, extortioners, and devourer?' WILLIAM PENN. S5 of widows' houses. The Mahometans, polygamists, s ave holders, robbers. And the Christians — (O shame I shame ! shame !) the Christians — drunkards, gamblers, swindlers ; duellists in private life ; and in public, butchers of one another in endless and bloody wars. But to come neaicr to our own case as individuals, let us suppose a man disordered with the leprosy of sin. And for arguments sake, let us suppose, reader, that you are that man ; from the sole of your foot to the crown of your head all distempered, all grievously afflicted. Let us suppose that you are tormented with envy, so that like Cain, the prosperity of even your own brother stirs a hell within you — or bloated with pride, so that, like Haman, not all the smiles of a monarch and his court can appease your vengeance for the neglect of a beggar. Now under such cruel distempers as these, will you look for a cure in the externals of religion ? Alas I have you not discovered, that all your bodily exercises ^'•profit nothing F^^ Have you not found, that after all your shiftings from one religion to another ; after all your humble kneelings and solemn sacra- ments ; all your china bowl baptisms, or your deeper plungings, — your heart has continued just as hard, and your life as much embittered with malignant passions and the dread of death as ever ? But say, O happy reader, when at some subsequent period the God of Elijah had descended into your heart, in streams of humility and flames of love, have you not experienced a change beyond all that you could have conceived ? Have you not found the haughty proudling converted into the weaned child — through tears smiling on m* juries which formerly would have been insupport- able — delighting in works of love which you would once have utterly loathed — with brotherly tenderness washing the feet of the meanest disciple — with angel sympathy cleansing the ulcers of the poorest Lazarus — and, more wondrous still, with godlike generosity taking the bitterest enemy to yoUr arms, and even H 86 TPIE LIFE OF rejoicing in the divine work of doing him good for evil ! Of the wonderful difference between this rehgion of Christ and that of the world — between the showy rehgion of ceremonies and the simple religion of hu- mility and love, few men perhaps ever had a livelier sense than William Penn ; and few ever took truer pains to impart that sense to others. This was the end of all his life's extraordinary labours — to caution men against what he called will-worship. "Don't think," he would say, " that preachings and prayings, singings and sacraments, can make you Christians. Baptism by water washes azcay only the fllh of the flesh j 'tis baptism hy fire and the Holy Ghost that is to burn up our lusts, and restore union and oneness with God. 'Tis in vain you eat the flesh, and drink the blood of Christ, unless they nourish in you his spirit^ which is humility and love. Without which there is no salvation, because there is no qualification for it. For without humility how can there be gratitude? and without gratitude, how can there be enjoyment? And without a child-like love of him, how can we walk with God in the blessedness of sweet obedience in this life, or in the joys of beatific vision in the life to come ? Thus humility and love are required, not as arbitrary terms for God's pleasure, but as loving prescriptions for man's happiness, to which indeed they are so absolutely essential, that without them God himself could not make us truly happy : for, without them, we could no more enjoy the ravishing glories of his presence than we now can enjoy beauti- ful pictures without eyes, or savoury dishes without health. WILLIAM PENN. 87 CHAPTER XTV. Now one would have supposed that all men would have heen well pleased with William Penn, for thus eloquently persuading people to exchange their barren notions for divine loves^ which alone can restore the "golden age" of pleasure, to man and beast. One would have supposed that every child, laughing with plenteousness of bread .; and that every animal gambol- ing with fat, would, by thus manifesting the blessed effects of his doctrine, have caused all good men to rejoice in it. At any rate, one would have supposed, that though kings and their minions, rioting on the nation's substance, might hate such levelling doctrines, yet assuredly their " thread hare subjects,'''' and above all, the oppressed dissenters, would have supported him in a doctrine so well calculated to hghten their burdens, and better their own condition. But alas, poor human nature ! let a man wear a coat never so black, or a face never so grum, yet, without love, (the soul of all magnanimity,) he will soon manifest himself the slave of some pitiful passion. And as slaves on a West-India plantation, the worse they are treated by their masters, the more cruel they become to one another ; so in a country where religion is not left free to make men the children of God in humility and love, but is enslaved to make them the " hewers of wood and drawers of water" to a despot, the worse they are afflicted and chafed in their minds by him, the more apt are they to hate their fellow sutFerers. Another reason may be assigned for the very unex- pected persecution of William Fenn by the dissenting preachers. Mdu is seldom placed in a situation that entirely extinguishes his strong natural wish to be somehodij. Hence the dissenters in England, though shamefully kept under hatches by the national church, yet neYQT shed their iiijuorish tooth for power. And 88 THE LIFE OF although they could not get what St. Paul calls " a good thing," /. e. a bishopric ; yet they affected to come as near to it as possible. They must, (as our Saviour charged their fathers,) be called " Rabbi ! Rabbi !" They must be seated in the '''•uppermost places at the feast — be the chief men in the synagogues, and receive praises of men^ Well, those among them who possessed talents and education, often at- tained these objects of their ambition — they gathered hearers — made proselytes — built meeting houses — drew up their catechisms and confessions of faith — published their hymn books and discipline — and thus mimicked most bravely a church of Christ. But though apparently, " so nigh unto the kingdom of God, yet one thing they lacked. They did not this for God, — but for flthy lucre sake — and for glory from men.'''' Yes, they must be great doctors of divinity and heads of churches. Some of them, as before observed, suc- ceeded. Success often tempts even the pulpit to pride ; and pulpit pride, like all the rest, kindles at op- position and sickens at talents superior to its own. The shepherd who loses his lamb to the wolf, loses nothing but his lamb-, the fleece and flesh, that's all. His own character, in the mean time, as a man, and therefore lord of the wolf, stands undisputed. But the proud priest who loses his disciple, loses not only his fleece and flesh, his taxable and tytheable, who feeds his vanity and fattens his purse, but he loses his reputation too ! The world will say of him that though he was great, another was greater. " Saul slew his thousands, but David his tens of thousands." This were a stab incurable ; he could never get over it. And as such an idea must never go abroad, he must pull down his rival, that's a clear case. Such was the wretched spirit manifested against Wilham Penn, by some of the dissenting preachers of his time. I mean not such '"''great and shining lights,^'' as the Watts 's and Baxters and Doddridges WILLIAM PENN. 89 and Wesleys, and Gills, of latter times, whom God, in mercy to the world, has all along raised up to check the corruption and decay of the gospel by wickedly mixing it with this world, as popes and politicians have done. But I am speaking of such, and such there are in the purest churches, who preaching for fame and for the fleece, would not thank St. Paul himself to take away one of their hearers. It was a dissenting preacher of this stamp who rose up so furi- ously against William Penn. The case was thus — The divine sweetness of his countenance when he stood up to speak, and the truths which fell from his lips with such demonstration of light and love, pro- duced the effect that might have been counted on. Numbers were convinced and joined themselves to the gospel. Among these were some persons belonging to the meeting of a popular dissenting preacher of the name of Irvine. This gentleman had, for some time, been much displeased with William Penn for reflecting on his favourite doctrine, '-'• justification by faith alone^^'' — " imputed righteousness,'^'' and other such notions which some are fond of putting in place of the harder precepts o^ humility and faith loorking by love.''^ As yet he had kept his displeasure to himself. But soon as he heard that WilHam Penn had drawn away some of his flock, he could contain no longer, but broke forth against him into the most indecent passion, calling him a jesuit ; a FALSE PROPHET, and a preacher of dajinable doc- trines. Happily for William Penn his labours in religion had been chiefly in quest of that treasure which is better than the merchandize of gold, i. e. love. By vir- tue of this he had learned to look on his fellow man, when tormented v>^ith sin, as no object of hate but of pity. He therefore made no reply at first to such abuse, but by his sighs. At length fearing that silence might, by weak persons, be considered as a tacit ac- knowledgment of a bad cause, he permitted a public H 2 90 THE LIFE OF notice, that " he and his friend William Mead, would meet James Irvine at any time and place he should think proper to appoint, and in the spirit of meekness endea- vour to answer the very uncharitable charges which he had made against them.'''' If a rumored fight between the elephant and rhino- ceros has always excited curiosity sufficient to fill the largest amphitheatre, then how much more when Christian divines, of highest reputation in their respec- tive churches, are coming forward to public dispute on the all-important subjects of religion and eternal life. The crowd of hearers was immense. William Penn, and his friend Mead being handed up to seats prepared for them on a platform, Mr. Irvine in his pulpit commenced with very formally charging Wil- liam Penn, as an utter enemy to the glorious doctrine of the trinity. William Penn denied the charge. Mr. Irvine set himself with great pomp to prove his assertion in a lengthy series of subtile scholastic argu- ments. William Penn with his usual simplicity and brevity, showed that both his reasoning and language, being utterly unscriptural, ought not to be relied on. Finding that William Penn and his friend Mead had a great deal more to say in favour of their opinions than he had imagined, and that the controversy was like to take a very different turn from what he had ex- pected, Mr. Irvine lost his temper and became quite abusive. His disciples kept pace with him in his rage, which they now indulged, not only without restraint, but even with complacency, as thinking they were do- ing God service by abusing '•'false teachers,^"* and '■'■vile Jesuits.'''' In short, after an altercation continued till late at night, Mr. Irvine, filled with holy wrath, could refrain no longer, but leaping down from his pulpit and snatching his hat, darted out of the meeting-house with a soul as dark and stormy as the night he rushed WILLIAM PENN. 91 into. This served as a signal to his party to maltreat our poor qiiakers at pleasure, which they accordingly did in the most indecent manner. They shuffled their feet — they hissed — they put out their candles — and at length pulling them down from the platform, thrust them out of doors. Seeing no chance of getting any thing like justice from such blind persons, William Penn determined to bring his defence before the public. Accordingly he fell to writing and presently came out with a pamphlet entitled " the sandy foundation shaken^ Now though in this famous piece he only said what his divine mas- ter had said a thousand times before him, viz. that all manner of dependence on Christ save that which worketh humility and love, will only turn out like the house built on the sand^ yet he soon discovered that, in writing it, he had brought himself into the pre- dicament of that notable peasant, who, in running away from the wolf, stumbled upon the lion. In place of the skin-deep scratches of a few feeble dissenters, he was all at once in the strong clutches of the bishop of Lon- don and his formidable clergy. These reverend and right reverend gentlemen, with scarlet ribbons at their knees and long swords by their sides, had for some time past been frowning on William Penn, and for the same goodly reasons for which certain worthies in his day had so grinned at St. Paul, i. e. because he wished "llowijig the other. WiUiam Penn now saw with Itis own eyes, this truth most gloriously illustrated in those North American Indians. Judging from the un- ariincial vehemence of their tones, and their glowing looks and sparkling eyes, it were questionable whether any, the most civiHzed people on earth, could have expressed a higher admiration of justice than did these uneducated heathens. After a considerable pause, chiefly to indulge a me- lancholy pleasure in looking at this branch of the great family of Adam, and remarking their peculiarities, such as their bright copper complexions, their broad faces, tlieir high cheek bones, their long lank hair, black as the ravens' breast, and coarse as the mane of horses — and also their curiosity, which cspecitilly in the wo- N 2 150 THE LIFE OF men, appeared to be as eager and unsatisfied as that of the veriest children ; William Penn proposed a going to business. This he did by desiring the interpreters to call up the sachems to him. The sachems all in- stantly gathered around him, and, on learning that he wanted to have a talk with them about buying land, they replied with great vehemence, '' Yes, brothers f — i/es ! — good! — very good /" One of the sachems then gave a kind of whoop, as a signal to order, after which he told them, in a very short speech, that their good brother, the great sachem of the white men, wanted to buy land. Soon as this string was touched on, the Indians, though very fond of the trade, began to look grave and assume an air of business ; and one of the sachems, with much of a natural majesty about him, bound something like a chaplet or cushion on his head, with a small horn pro- jecting from it. This, as we read in the Holy Scrip- tures, was used among the great eastern nations as an emblem of kingly powei-. And however curious it may seem, was so used among these Indians of North America ; for, soon as it was put on by the chief sachem, the rest all threw down their bows and arrows in token of respect, as also of perfect friendship, and seated themselves on the ground, in the form of a half- moon, each tribe around its own sachems. Tiie great sachem then announced to William Penn, that the na- tions were ready to hear him ; whereupon, with his usual look and voice, all serene and loving, he thus ad- dressed them. " Brothers, hsten ! brothers ! the red men and die white men, all children of the Great Spirit, are going to exchange land and good things with one ano- ther. Brothers, this makes the Great Spirit smile. He sees that this is doing as his good children ought to do. He sees that this will help to make them love one another very much, if they do it in true and good hearts. Brothers ! the Great Spirit sees our hearts WILLIAM PENN. 151 whether they be good, like his children, or bad, like foxes and snakes. Brothers, since nothing that we get will ever do us any good, if the Great Spirit is an- gry with us, let us bring something to your ear about the Great Spirit. Brothers ! The Great Spirit is GOOD — MIGHTY GOOD. — Nobody Can tell one half how good he is. The red men know that he is good ; but the white men know it better still. Brothers, don't be angry Don't you see that the Great Spirit has taught us, your white brothers, to make canoes (meaning his ships) much better than your canoes ; and bows and arrows (meaning his guns) much better than your bows and arrows ? Well, then, the Great Spirit has given us better talks too. Brothers, listen ! Bro- thers ! the Great Spirit has had much talk with your white brothers. He has told them in many talks, that it was he who made the sun, and the moon, and the stars — that it was he who made the skies, and the great waters, and the land, with all the trees and grass, and all the fishes, and birds, and beasts ; and made the red men and the white men, and gave all to them as his own children, that they might live together as brothers, and do good to one another, as he does good to them. He says, too, that we must not be straitened and nar- row in our doing good to one another, for that he is great enough and rich enough for all. And that, if we will but let his words sink deep in our hearts, he will speak to the ground, and to the clouds, and to the skies, and they shall pour down good things on good things upon us, till there be no more room to hold them. He says, " can you count the sands on the shores ; can you count the leaves on the trees, and the stars in the skies ? then you may count how many are the good things which he will give to us. But he says, too, that, if we throw his words behind our backs, and tell lies, and cheat, and fight one another, he will turn all his good things into bad things against us, and so fill up our lives with trouble, — The spring may come ; 159 THE LIFE OF but no flower shall shine on the ground, no bird sing in the trees ; for the sky shall be cold and black like winter. The ground under our feet shall be like stone ; and the clouds shall hold back their rain, so that the beans shall be few on their vines, and the ears of corn shrivelled on their stalks. The grass, too, shall wither in the vallies, and the acorns shall fail ; so that though we hunt all day, we shall catch no game, and few fish shall come to our hook. And as we delighted to kill others, so the Great Spirit will suifer others, to kill us, yea, after that they have killed our sons in our pre- sence, and tomahawked our little ones before our eyes. Now, BROTHERS, lisleu ! These are the good talks which the Great Spirit gave to our fathers on t'other side of the big water. We bring these good talks to you. We love these good talks ourseiv^es. We are not like those white men who came with the big canoes and bows and arrows of fir t^ and killed the Chesa- peakes and Mussamomecs, and Susquehanocks ; nor are we of the white men who killed the Passaicks and Manhattans ; but we are of the white men who love the good talks of the Great Spirit to our fathers. And we have made a covenant with the Great Spirit, that we will never lie, nor cheat, nor fight, nor kill any of his children, whether red men or white men : but will love them all as our brothers, and will do them good out of the good things which he has given us for them. Now, that you may know that the words which v\'c bring to your ear are true words, look and see that we have brought no canoes of the big bows and arrows of thunders and hghtnings to kill you ; but have brought nothing but our good, things which the Great Spirit gave us to bring and give to you for land. And now, BROTHERS, if it scem good to you to give us land that we may live with you as brothers, tell us ; and if not, tell us, that we may turn to the right hand or to the left." William Peon tlien sat down, still deeply gazed on by the Indians, v/hoze eagerly projecting eyes and shin- WILLIAM PENN I53 ing looks strongly showed how deeply they felt and approved all tliat he said. And no wonder; for justice is that godlike charm which no eye of man can look on without being enamoured thereof. This was the enchantment practised by WiUiam Penn. He was no stupid missionary, telling by rote his dull tale of the apple ; nor was he the bigoted priest holding up his idol crucifix and threatening damnation to the unin- structed savages if they fell not down and worshipped it. But he was the true Christian missionary indeed^ who set out, like St. Paul, with first preaching up " righ- teousness^''^ and preaching it up too in that '^'^ spirit which giveth life,'''' even the spirit of love made visible in its precious fruits of justice to these poor heathens, with whom he began by acknowledging them to be the rightful owners of the soil, and to whom he ap- plied for a portion of it, bringing them at the same time in his hands, the best necessaries of life in ex> change. For on William Penn's sitting down, after this famous speech to the Indians, the sachem, with the crown and horn on his head, got up, and with the looks of one strongly excited, thus replied — " bro- ther ! your words are fire. We feel them burning in our hearts. Brother ! we believe that the Great Spirit is good. Our mothers always told us so. And we see it with our own eyes. This big water, which runs along by this Shackamaxon and Coaquanoc, with all the fish, speaks that the Great Spirit is good. This ground which grows so much corn and beans and to- bacco for us, speaks that the Great Spirit is good. These woods that shelter so many deer and turkeys for us, speak that the Great Spirit is good. The Great Spirit would not have done all this for us if he had not been good, and loved us very much. Brother, we ought to be like the Great Spirit. We ought to love one another as he loves us. But brother ! the red men here have not done so. The red men do 154 THE LIFE OP very bad. They sometimes fight and kill one another. The Great Spirit has been very angry with us for it, and has taken away our corn and deer ; and then we have become poor and weak, and have fallen sick and died, so that our wigwams (cabins,) are empty. But now we are very sorry and ashamed and will do so no more. And now, brothers, we are ready to sell you land that you may live with us like good brothers, never to fight us as we red men have done, but always to love and do good to one another. And then the Great Spirit will make his face to shine upon us as his good children, and will always give us plenty of deer, and corn, and beans, so that we may eat and grow strong again !" Soon as this speech was ended, the Sachems all ga- thered around William Penn, and the few friends he had with him, cordially shaking hands all around, say- ing to them at the same time, " brothers, the Great Spirit sees our hearts, that they are not like foxes and SNAKES, but hke brothers ; good brothers.'''' After this they gave the calumet or pipe of lighted tobacco, which was smoked out of by all ; the great Sachem first taking a whiff, then William Penn, and then the Sachems and warriors and squaws of every tribe. This is used among the Indians as a most sacred pledge of friendship which, according to their strong language, should endure long as the sun and moon gave light. They then proceeded to their great business of dealing for land and goods. How much time was spent in making this famous bargain, I have never been able to ascertain, but the result was as follows — 1st. The Indians agreed to give the great Sachem of the white men (Wilham Penn,) all the land, bind- ing on the great river from the mouth of Duck creek to what is now called Bristol, and from the river to- wards the setting sun, as far as a man could ride in two days on a horse. WILLIAM PENN. I55 2nd. William Penn agreed, in return, to give the Indians as follows: (The probable prices now.) 20 Guns, $140 00 20 Fathoms match-coat, 20 00 20 Do. stroud-water, 30 00 20 Blankets, 25 00 20 Kettles, 20 00 20 Pounds of powder, 10 00 100 Bars of lead, 25 00 40 Tomahawks, 30 00 100 Knives, 25 00 40 Pair of stockings, 25 00 1 Barrel of beer, 4 00 20 Pounds of red lead, 5 00 100 Fathoms of wampum 50 00 30 Glass bottles, 2 50 30 Pewter spoons, 2 50 100 Awl blades, 25 300 Tobacco pipes, 1 00 1 00 Hands of tobacco, 1 2 00 20 Tobacco tongs, 5 00 20 Steels, 2 50 300 Flints, 2 00 30 Pair of scissors, 6 00 30 Combs, 8 00 60 Looking-glasses, 15 00 200 Needles, 25 1 Skipple of salt, 10 00 30 Pounds of sugar, 3 75 5 Gallons of molasses, 2 00 20 Tobacco boxes, 2 50 ?00 Jews' harps, 6 25 20 Hoes, 10 00 30 Gimblets, 2 00 30 Wooden screw boxes, 7 50 156 THE LIFE OF Amount brought over. $ 515 00 100 Strings of beads, 50 Total $515 50 Soon as the bargain was concluded and also ratified, as is the manner of the Indians in great treaties, by a second smoking of the calumet all around, William Penn ordered the stipulated price in British merchan- dize, as the blankets, hatchets, axes, &;c. &;c. to be all openly counted out to the Sachems and nicely put up for them, which was accordingly done. But so strong was the pulse of gratitude and esteem in the bosoms of these poor heathens towards William Penn, because of this his act of justice towards them, that it appeared as though they could not leave him until they had again shaken hands with him all round, with marks of an immortal affection, calling him father " Onas," which in their language signifies quill, and being the nearest word to Penn, and at the same time assuring him in their earnest and vehement manner, that they would be ''' good friends with him and his white children long as the sun and moon gave lights After this they took up their goods and went away. But not until William Penn aifectionately shaking hands with the chiefs had bade them " remember that although he had bought their lands of them, yet they must still use them as their own ; and fish and hunt and make corn for their children as before : and also that if they had any of these good things to spare, they must bring them to him and he would pay them for them." In a transac- tion so honourable to human nature as this, every thing seems important ; and it would be highly gratifying at this day, to know the number of Indians that were as- sembled on that memorable occasion. But although we shall never be able to ascertain this, yet it is a gratifi- cation that we know something of the history of the famous elm under which Penn's treaty with the In- WILLIAM PENN. I57 dians was made. From its unusual size it must have been at least one hundred years at that time, which was in 1682 ; in the American war, which was about one hundred years later, it was still standing, and so justly venerable on account of the glorious scene it had wit- nessed, that the British, then in possession of Philadel- phia, although near freezing of cold, and the fancy-trees and fruit-trees all abandoned to the axe, they placed a sentinel under this tree so that not a twig of it should be hurt. In the year 1811 it was blown down : but still revered like the oak that sheltered the great Wil- ham Wallace, it was piously wrought into little boxes and cups by the curious, to be sent as presents to friends, or laid up in their own cabinets to keep alive the memory of what that tree had seen. Having in his own honest and peaceable way ob- tained of the poor natives a title to that fine province which had so long dwelt on his mind, he then, with great joy and thankfulness of heart, set about having it surveyed. While the survey of the province was going on, he diligently looked about for a good site for his intended city. He was not long in the search. The elegant country round Shackamaxon and Coa- quanoc soon arrested his delighted attention : a grand extended surface, level as a die — full twenty feet ele- vation above the water — bounded on the east by the mile wide Delaware — on the west by the narrow but deep-flooded Schuylkill — and on the south, six miles below Coaquanoc, by the junction of the two rivers — above the surface, a noble forest of oak, poplar and pine, for building — beneath, an inexhaustible bed of choice brick clay — and in the neighbourhood, millions of stone laid up in ready quarries. If king Solomon had been in quest of a site for a royal city for his peerless Dride, the daughter of Pharaoh, where could he have tbund such a spot, and such abundant materials, as the hand of Heaven had here laid up to forward the good work which his servant William Penn was engaged iu ? O 158 THE LIFE 01* Without loss of time he then sketched off a plart for his new citj, which for beauty and convenience, for regularity of prospect and pure ventilation, is so far superior to any other city that we have ever seen or read of, as to incline us to believe that the hand of the GREAT ARCHITECT was with him here also. His first street was to lay on the Delaware, and his second on the Schuylkill, both to run nearly north and south one mile., straight as a mathematical line ; and from fronting these two rivers, to be called Front streets — each sixty feet wide ! His third street, to be called High-street, full one hundred feet wide, was ex- actly to intersect his city by running due east and west from the middle of Delaware Front-street., two miles over, to the middle of Schuylkill Front-street. Then., exactly half way between the two rivers, his fourth street, one hundred and thirteen feet wide, to be called BROAD-street, was to run due north and south crossing High-street, as aforesaid, in the centre of the city. In this centre point he laid off ten acres for a grand park or square to be handsomely railed in, smoothly sodded with grass, and planted with trees of finest shade, that the citizens, often as they pleased, might here meet and mingle with one another, and although in the midst of the crowded city, enjoy an air and verdure and shade equal to the country. For the same plea- sant and beneficial uses, he ordered a park or square of eight acres to be laid off in the centre of each quar- ter of his city. To complete the streets of his city, which, as we have seen, was to be two miles in length, from river to river., or east and west, and in width, from north to south one mile, making a surface of upwards of twelve hundred acres, he ordered eight streets to be run parallel with High or Market-street, i. e. east and west; and twenty streets parallel with Broad- street, i. e. north and south ; each of these streets wai to he. fifty {ee,t wide, except Mulberry, which is sixty- six feet wide. The streets running north and south WILLIAM PENN. I59 were to be named according to their numerical order, asjirst, second, third street, &;c. and those running from east to west after the woods of the country, as Vine- street, Sassafras-street, Cedar-street, and so on. The city having been thus planned, was called Philadel- phia, which, in Greek, signifies the city of brother- ly LOVE, that being, as he said, " the spirit in which he had come to these parts / the spirit which he had sworn to Dutch, Swedes, Indians, all alike ; and the spirit which he earnestly prayed God would for ever rule in his provirice.''"' No sooner was the city surveyed and laid off ac- cording to this plan, which gave universal joy to the little colony, than the sound of innumerable axes was heard in the woods, with the frequent crash of the falling trees. And so ardent was the passion for build- ing, that, late as the season was, (September,) many families had comfortable houses erected before winter. In addition to these, several who came out in the fall ships, being fuller handed, brought with them houses in frame, all marked and ready for putting together ; with furniture of all sorts, and clothes, and provisions; these, of course, went on swimmingly. But a great many coming in late, and being poor withal, had to work day and night to cover in their huts, and provide a good stock of wood for fires, before the deep snows should fall : while others, still worse off, were fain to go down to the shores of the Delaware, and there in the sides of the steep banks, dig large grottoes or caves with chimnies at the tops for the smoke. These places for a long time afterwards went by the name of the caves ; and homely as they may appear, yet many families, whose posterity have since* made much noise in Penn- sylvania, passed the winter of 1G82, in those caves, miid in a very snug and healthy style too. Indeed, whether it be that in those times of virtuous necessity, there is generally the presence of him who " tempers the air to the shorn lamb,''' or whether that, having created man 160 THE LIFE OF to imitate himself in active, useful life, Heaven a ways gives better appetite, sleep, and health to the steadily laborious ; but certain it is, that no adventurers, per- haps, in such numbers, ever enjoyed better health and spirits than did the followers of William Penn, that season. For while of thf^ little colony, only one hun- dred and twenty in number, who settled, or rather in- vaded Virginia, in May, 1607, full one half of them were in their graves before Christmas : of William Penn's colony, though exceedingly more numerous, there is no record, that I have seen, of one single case of mortality that season. But after all, the health of this colony, though remarkable, is not so much to be wondered at. " Cheerfulness," says Solomon, " does good like a medicine ;" and who ever had greater rea- son for cheerfulness than the followers of William Penn? The cause for which, like faithful Abraham of old, they iiad left father, mother, and country, i. e. for God and religion's sake, was not that enough to make them cheerful ? The loving spirit in which they had treated the poor natives, was not that enough to make them cheerful ? The attainment, without blood and murder, of the object of their perilous journeyings through the watery wilderness, viz. an earthly Canaan of their own, flowing with the milk and honey of peace and quiet, was not that enough to make them cheerful ? The hand of Heaven, so visible in all this, was surely enough to make them cheerful And, to perpetuate their cheerfulness, the same blessed hand was still visibly present with them ; for, like quails upon the camps of Israel, so did delicious flesh seem to rain down from Heaven upon them in their time of need. Wafted on by the winds of autumn, the wild pigeons from the Indian lakes, came down upon them in such darkening clouds as overwhelmed them with astonish- ment : those who had powder and small shot could kiW thousands a day ; while, as if for the sake of the poor who had not such advantages, these savoury birds flevv William jpenn. igi so low, or fed on their berry bushes so utterly careless of man, that they might be knocked down in any quan- tities that were wanted, insomuch, that besides feeding on them fresh, they salted barrels of them up for fu- ture use. As to deer, bulFaloe, bear, raccoons, opos- sums, squirrels, rabbits, turkeys, pheasants, partridges, &c. the lands which William Penn bought of the In- dians so abounded with all these varieties of dehcious game, that any man who chose to go after them with his gun, might presently return loaded ; while such as could not hunt, might have them brought to their doors for a mere trifle — turkeys of twenty pounds weight for one shilling ! and fat kidney-covered bucks for two shillings ! which was not indeed a fair price for the skin. And all this done for them by those whom the Christians call Savages^ who appeared to have such a true child-like love for father " Onas" as they called William Penn, that they could never, as they said, do enough for his poor children. And indeed so strong was this generous feeling in their bosoms that if they saw any of " Onuses children'''' so poor that they could not buy at the low rates above, they would, of their own accord, go and hunt for them, and bring them loads of the finest and fattest flesh, and fish, and fowl, for nothing. And, as if there was to be no end to the bounties of God, and to the thankfulness and joy of William Penn and his people, the waters in this new country were no less abundantly stored with dainty food than the air and the land : swans, geese, brant, and ducks of all sorts were here seen in flocks as no European ever had any idea of; while as to the fish, such as sturgeon, shad, rock, perch, &:c. the rivers and creeks were so full of them, that with the least indus- try in the world, a man might feast his family on them every day. And in addition to all this, the Indians had exquisite peaches in surprising abundance ; and the woods were, in numberless places, matted as it were with vines, which in the fall season of the year were o 2 162 THE LIFE OP perfectly black with shining clusters of grapes ; not indeed so large as those of Europe, but remarkably plump and sweet tasted, especially after a little touch of the frost. Now with such ample cause of ceaseless gratitude and cheerfulness, who can wonder that Wil- liam Penn and his humble followers were always so healthy and happy as they appear to have been ? Wil- liam Penn in a letter to one of his friends in England, says, " I thank my good God that I have not missed one meaVs meat, nor one nighfs sleep since I came into this fair province. O / how sweet is the quiet of these parts, freed from the anxious and troublesome solicita- tions, hurries, and perplexities of woeful Europe /" But leaving the settlers in the new city, driving on might and main as aforesaid, with their buildings, and like sagacious ants laying up the best store they could for the approaching winter, William Penn took his surveyor with him, and went into the country to finish the sur- vey of his grand purchase of the Indians, and also the little district then called the " territories,'' now the State of Delaware, which had been ceded to him by the Duke of York ; and to divide them into coun- ties. Three counties were created out of each of these districts, those of his province were named as follow : PHILADELPHIA, after his new city : bucks, or bucking- ham, after a county in England, dear to him as the long residence of his ancestors : — and Chester, which he so named to pleasure his old travelling companion Thomas Pearson, who was born in a county of that name in England. His three counties in the territo- ries he named Newcastle, kent, and Sussex : this last out of respect to his wife, whose family for many ^generations had resided in a county of that name in England. At the sitting of the Assembly, which took place in March ensuing, (1683) he procured a seal to be struck for each of the above counties. That for PHILADELPHIA, was an anchor, — to bucks, a tree atvd vine, — to Chester, a plough, — to Newcastle, a WILLIAM PENN. 163 cassia, — to rent, three ears of Indian corn, — and to SUSSEX, a wheat sheaf. Each of these seals, no doubt, had a meaning, and particularly that of Philadelphia, which very fitly denoted his long twenty years' servi- tude of hope and toil for this blessed land of religious liberty, and city of brotherly love. Having thus divided his land into counties, as just mentioned, William Penn immediately appointed she- riffs in each county, and issued writs for the election of members both for the Council and general Assembly, as also summons for the formation of Grand Juries ! J^ow that all this was not a mere matter of pride and affectation in him, (which none on earth ever more heartily abhorred) but a course of proceeding to which he was compelled by existing facts, the reader may rest perfectly assured that so entire was the confidence of the people of England in the wisdom and honesty of William Penn, and the probable great advantages which they should derive from settling in his province, that although he did not himself arrive in it till the beginning of September, yet so great was the emigra- tion, and the number of those who had purchased grounds, and settled in the counties by the middle of November, that he found a sufficient population in each of them to require wise laws, and a prompt and just administration of them. Weight of individual character has rarely had such flattering respect paid to it. Nearly three thousand souls, by reasonable computation, to follow a persecuted quaker across a vast ocean to a wilderness, in three months ! 'tis won- derful ! Who can tell the joy that reddened over the cheeks of this true friend of man, when on his return from the country, which was in November, he beheld the bright prospects that were opening before him — his new city, of upwards of fifty houses, risen as by magic out of the woods, and thereby promising, what has really happened, the speedy creation of a mighty me- 164 THE LIFE OF tropolis — and in addition to this, to see his noble, sil- rer-flooded Delaware already beginning to whiten with the sails of ships ; twenty-three of which came in about this time almost in squadron, from different ports in England and Ireland, and even from Wales, making in all upwards of two thousand souls, who had bravely left their country and friends to cross a howling wil- derness of waves, and cast in their lot with William Penn for their sweet peace and conscience sake. And great also was the joy of the colony when,they saw that these ships, though tall, carried none of the dread implements of death, nor of those men whose fierce looks and fiery regimentals proclaim that their trade is human slaughter ; but, on the contrary, were filled with men and women whose dove-like clothiiig bespoke them the children of peace, perhaps, humble and industrious farmers and mechanics, who were come into the wilderness to build up a Zoar, a city for God, and to aid the great and good cause by their use- ful labours. The scene that ensued was tender and in- teresting. Nothing was to be seen or heard on all sides but the noise of the citizens running down to the shore to meet and welcome the stranger friends^ also with looks and eyes of friendship eagerly searching round if happily they might find some beloved kinsman in this noisy throng. And ofttimes the heart was touched at the sight of dearest relatives rushing to all the transporting embraces of an unexpected meeting; bathing each other's red swollen cheeks of joy with gushing tears, and with sobs and cries rending the air, " O my brothel' /" or, " O my dear mother^'*'' or " my dear child!'''' These persons had taken leave in England of their relatives ; the first adventurers^ never expecting to see them more. — But finding a void in their bleed- ing hearts, which nothing else could fill, they had sud- denly sold ofi' all and ventured across the seas, that they might, as they said, " live and die together.'''' Wil- liam Penn was much affected by these things, which WILLIAM PENN. 165 served to strengthen him the more, if possible, in his resolutions to leave nothing undone to ensure the wel- fare of so many poor people who had confided their all to him. And it is highly pleasing to record that what with the very unusual length of the mild and open weather that season, and the most hearty hospi- tality and great simplicity and industry prevalent throughout this group of Christian friends, such good preparation was made, both of huts and provisions, that there was no instance of serious distress and suf- fering ever heard among them. It is worthy of remark, that nearly the whole of the late arrival of two thou- sand persons, were Quakers, who had followed Wil- ham Penn, that, as appeared in a London paper of those times, " they might lead a life quiet and peaceable, free from the vexatious they had experienced ; arid wor- shipping the Creator in their own way ^ and that here, as on a virgin elysian shore, they might shun the odious and infectious examples of European profligacy and wicked- ness ; and lastly, that by manifesting, in all their tem- pers and actions, a fair example of the humble and loving spirit of the gospel, they might more effectually impress the heathen around them, and thus bring them from darkness to light — even that pure and perfect light which emanated from Jesus Christ,'*'' When plain simple Christians can go abroad to win ihe Heathens to Christ by his sweet charm of " love und good works,'''' exemplified in their own divine tem- pers and actions, we may well expect a good turn out. but when missionaries, calling themselves Christians, x:an travel to the other side of the globe to make proselytes to their own party, and there, in the sight of the Heathen, wrangle and abuse each other about baptisms and sacraments, and free grace or election, surely it is time for all good men to pray that God would have mercy upon such " blind leaders of tht blind,'''' and send fitter " labourers in into his own vine^ yards C 166 THE LIFE OF CHAPTER XIX. Snug m their huts and caves, and well supplied, as we have seen, with food timely laid up, William Penn and his gentle followers passed the winter in much comfort, often amusing themselves with an atmosphere darkened with heavier snows, and the Indian forests howling with far louder tempests than they had ever witnessed in England. In the course of the season, perhaps in January, there occurred an event which, though trivial in itself, served for a while to be talked of in this infant city, I mean the Jirst birth, of English parents, in the colony. The child was a boy, of the family of Key, born in one of the caves. William Penn took a fancy to record this event by making the child a present of a lot of ground. The neighbours from that day gave young Key the name of First-born, which he went by all his life, and that a very long one. On the 10th of March, 1683, William Penn met his Jlrst Council, in Philadelphia ; two days afterwards he met his Jirst Assemble/, which sat at the same place. As a certain very unpromising youngster of Virginia, on reading in a history of the revolution that his grand-father was a favourite officer with general Wash- ington, instantly took up, determining to render himself worthy of such a noble ancestor; so I will let the young people of Pennsylvania and Delaware see the names of their great-grandfathers, who had the ho- nour to sit under William Penn in the Jirst Assembly, in the year 1683 — also on the first grand jury of that venerable period. For the assembly, as follow — Yard- ley, Darke, Lucas, Wain, Wood, Clowes, Witzwater, Hall, and Boyden, for Bucks ; Longhurst, Hart, King, Binkson, Moon, Wynne, Jones, Warner, and Swanson, for Philadelphia; Hoskins, Wade, Wood, Blunston, Rochford, Bracy, Bezer, Harding, and Phipps, for Ches- WILLIAM PENN. 187 ter; Biggs, Irons, Hassold, Curtis, Bedwell, Windsmore, Brinkloe, Brown, and Bishop, for Kent ; Cann, Darby, Hollingsworth, Herman, Dehoaef, Williams, Guest, and Alrick, for New Castle ; Watson, Draper, Flutch- er. Bowman, Moleston, Hill, Bracy, Kipshaven, and Verhoof, for Sussex. For the first Grand Jury of Pennsylvania, in 1683. Lloyd, (foreman,) Flower, Wood, Harding, Hill, Luff, Wall, Darke, Parsons, Blunston, Fitzwater, Guest, Curtis, Lucas, Jones, and Pusey. As to what this famous assembly did — I call it fa- mous, because it was the first that ever sat in the glo- rious colony of William Penn — I say as to what they did, such as what wise laws they passed ; who was their chairman ; who their great orator, and so forth, they are now all effaced from the memory of man, as though such an assembly had never existed. This most mortifying fact, however overlooked by others, ought certainly to stick awhile on the memory of those am- bitious little ones, now-a-days, who vainly dream that if they can but muster enough of whiskey-bought votes to send them to " the legislature," the world is to ring of them a thousand years hence. But concerning the exploits of the first Grand Jury of Pennsylvania, we are not so completely in the dark. It appears that, early as good William Penn began to draw his net for villains, he did not draw it without catching a miserably bad fish. A very hardened wretch by the name of Pickering, a silver-smith of London, finding what ship-loads of quakers had gone off to ^Pennsylvania, took it into his head that a capital speculation might be made on these easy unsuspicious people, by palming upon them a barrel or two of coun- terfeit Spanish milled dollars, and thus handsomely, as he hoped, to strip them of what little property they had saved from the paws of the British monarchy and liierarchy. The better to ensure success, he gets him- self a deep drab and broad beaver, and off he sets for 168 THE LIFE OF Penn's colony, and there in the guise of a very pious friend, begins his villanous trade. His money passes without the least suspicion : for who would think of sus- pecting FRIEND Pickering ! Success inspires confi- dence ; confidence makes him forget caution ; his money is questioned, and he is arrested w^ith thousands of it upon him. Now, in England, such a villain as that would, in five minutes, have been in a dungeon pinioned with irons, and soon as possible, have been dangling in a halter without beuefit of clergy. But what was the. award of the first Grand Jury of Pennsylvania in 1683 ? Why, it ran in these words : " Whereas Thomas Pickering hath been found guilty of coining and stamping silver in the form of Spanish dollars with more alloy of copper than the law allows, he the said Thomas Pickering shall, for this high misdemeanor, make full satisfaction in good and current pay, to all persons who shall, within the space of one month, bring in any of his base and counterfeit coin, (which shall be called in to-morrow by proclamation ;) and that he shall pay a fine of forty pounds towards the building of a court- house, stand committed till the same is paid, and after-^ wards find security for his good behaviour.'''' Having undergone an incessant fatigue of mind for a long time past, and especially during the late session of his Assembly, and Common Council, and Grand Jury, of which he was the prime mover and conductor, WilHam Penn determined, for a necessary relaxation, to make an excursion into the country, and taking a few friends with him, now when the opening spring with all its sweet birds and blossoms were inviting ta industry, to indulge the pleasure of a general view of his beloved province. But to a mind like that of Wil liam Penn, happily moulded into the spirit of divine love, and, like that, always seeking opportunities of doing good, relaxation only means a change in the great business of being useful. During this grand tour if we may so call it, he made numberless minutes of WILLIAM PENN. 169 every thing that he could see or hear that he thought would entertain or benefit, and which may be looked on as a panorama in miniature^ or rapid sketch of the geography, botany, natural history, &:c, of the country and its aboriginal inhabitants, or Indians. 1 should like to give it at length to my readers, were it not for fear that from the lusty growth which our country has made in these sciences during the long lapse of one hundred and fifty active years, it would only excite a smile as at sight of a dwarf by the side of a giant. But there is one thing in this little journal which always atFords so much pleasure to myself, that I can, certainly, ne- ver withhold it from my readers, i. e. his tender sketches of the poor simple natives of the country. Aye^ there William Penn was always at home. This v/as his first and favourite theme, to be continually looking into the moral condition (because all happiness lies there) of his brother man; not indeed so much to scrutinize his notions and shiboleths ; or to ascertain how far or- thodox and strict he was in his sectarian faiths, and catechisms, and creeds, and confirmations, and bap- tisms, and sacraments, and sprinklings of holy water, and signings with crosses, and other such things ; because from faithful history of popes, and cardinals, and bi- shops, and presbyters, William Penn had learned that the utmost formalities in those things are perfectly consistent with the vilest spirit and passions of the world — with the most satanic pride and lust of univer- sal domination — with mortal envies and hatreds of all opponents — with kindlings of bloody wars and cru- sades among the nations, and most unnatural inquisi- tions and burnings of their brethren^-with multiplying of great titles, and palaces, and revenues of the esta- blished churches, and imprisonments, and confiscations, and poverty, and starving of the rest ! ! ! WilHam Penn, therefore, in his loving regards to the moral condition of his brother man, paid no rcopecl to those things ; but much rather to the plain evidences of that " grace P 170 THE LIFE OF which bringeth salvation," and which always mani festeth itself in acts of ^'•justice, and hospitality^ and kindness, and brotherly love, without dissembling.'''' CHAPTER XX. JJ^lliam Penn'^s Narrative of the Aborigines, or native Indians, whom he found in Pennsylvania, touching their persons, language, manners, religion, and go- vernment. " 1st. For their persons ; they are generally tall, straight, well built, and of singular proportion. They tread strong and clever, and mostly walk with a lofty chin. Greasing themselves with bears' fat, and using no defence against the sun, their skins must needs be swarthy. Their eyes are small and black, not unlike a straight-eyed Jew. The thick lips and flat noses of tlie East Tndians and blacks, are not common to them ; for I have seen as comely European faces among them as in England ; and truly an Italian complexion has not much more of the white, and the noses of many of them have as much of the Roman. 2d. For their language, it is lofty yet narrow, but, like the Hebrew, in signitication full. Like short -hand in writing, one word serves in place of several, and the rest are supplied by the understanding of the hearer. And I must say that I know not a language in Europe that has words of more sweetness or grandeur. 3d. As to their customs and manners, these in some things, as very curious, especially as regards their diildren. Soon as these are born they plunge them into cold water, the colder the better, to make them hardy and bold as young otters. Then, having wrapt them up in skins, they brace them out straight on a WILLIAM PENN. 171 little board, and thus, when travelling, carry them on their backs, or if at work, set them up nearly erect against the sides of their cabins. Hence the Indians are all remarkably straight. The boys while young, practise a great deal with their bows and arrows, at which they come to be so expert that a sparrow must be lucky that escapes them. At fifteen they take to the woods, eager to figure as men. If they make a brave return of skins, they begin to take airs and talk about wives ; otherwise they are very silent. The girls stay with their mothers and help them to plant and hoe the corn, and carry burthens. 'Tis happy that they are timely used to this ; for, when wives, they are expected to do all the drudgery. The husband, if he hunts and kills the buck, thinks he has done his share. He comes home, sits down and lights his pipe ; leaving it to his wife and daughters to bring in the buck. Their sagacity at finding it seems like a miracle. The hus- band has but to say a word or two and fling his arm in the direction where it lies, and they go off as straight to it, no matter how thick the swamps and woods, as a buzzard to a carcass. We Christians call these poor people savages, but indeed, in many of the most Christian virtues, they leave us far behind them. If a white man call at their cabins, they are all joy and gladness to see him. They give him the best place and the first cut. If they come to visit us, and any thing is given them to eat or drink, well, for they will not ask ; and be it little or much if it be with kindness^ they are well pleased ; otherwise they go away sullen, but saying nothing. But in liberality they excel. Nothing is too good for their friend. Give them a fine gun, coat, or other thing, it may pass twenty hands before it sticks : light of heart, strong affections, but soon spent : the most merry creatures that live. They never have much nor want much. Wealth circulates like the blood. All ,parts partake : and though none shall want what the 172 THE LIFE OF others have, yet exact observers of property. Some of their kings have sold, others presented me with par- cels of land. The pay or presents I made them were not hoarded by the particular owners, but the neigh- bouring kings and their clans being present when the goods were brought out, the parties chiefly concerned consulted what and to whom they should give them. To every king then, by the hands of a person for that work appointed, is a proportion sent, so sorted, and folded, and with that gravity which is admirable. Then the king subdivideth it in like manner among his de pendants, hardly leaving himself an equal share with one of his subjects : and be it on such occasions as festivals, or at their common meals, the kings distri- bute, and to themselves last. They care for little, because they want but little ; and the reason is, a lit- tle contents them. In this they are sufficiently re- venged on us. If they are ignorant of our pleasures, they are also free from our pains. — We sweat and toil to live. Their pleasure feeds them ; I mean their hunting, tishing, and fowling ; and this table is spread every where. In sickness they are very impatient, and use strange remedies, such as stewing themselves in a close cabin with hot steam from water thrown on red hot stones, until the sweat pours down from them, and in this state they will plunge into brooks of coldest water. If they die, they bury them in their apparel, the nearest of kin throwing into the grave with them something- precious, as a token of their love ^ for dead or alive nothing is cared for by these people but love to and from their friends. They are very choice of the graves of their dead, and will sometimes go out of their way great distances to sit by them. These poor people are under a dark night in things of religion, at least the tradition ; yet they tirmly be- Heve in the Great Spirit or God, and the immortality of the soul ; for they say there is a great king who WILLIAM PENN. I73 made them, who dwells in a bright country to the southward of them ; and that the souls of the good shall go thither where they shall live again. Their worship consists of two parts, sacrifice and cantico. Their SACRIFICE is their first fruits. The first and fullest buck they kill goes to the fire, where he is all burnt, with a mournful ditty of him who performeth the ceremony, but with such marvellous fervency and la- bour of body, that he will even sweat to a foam. The other part is their cantico, performed by round dances accompanied sometimes with words, sometimes songs, and then shouts, which are raised by two persons standing in the middle, who begin, and by singing and drumming on a board, direct the chorus. Their pos- tures in the dance are very antic and various, but all in exact measure. The whole is done with surprising earnestness and labour, and with strong expressions of joy. In the fall when the corn comes in, they begin to feast one another. There have been two great fes- tivals already, to which all who choose can come. I was at one myself. Their entertainment was by a large spring under some shady trees, and twenty fat bucks with hot cakes made of the meal of new corn and beans baked in leaves in the ashes. After dinner they fell to dance. All who go carry a small present in their kind of money ; it may be sixpence, made of the bone of a fish ; the black is with them as gold ; the white, silver ; they call it wampum. Their government is by kings, called sachems, who reign by succession ; but always of the mother's side. The children of him who is now king will not suc- ceed, but his brother by the same mother, or the sons of his sister, for no woman inherits. It is astonishing to see how piously and peaceably they all follow this ancient usage. Every king has his council, cons^.sting of all the old and wise men of the nation. Nothing of moment is un- dertaken, be it war, peace, or selling of land, without ad- p 2 174 THE LIFE OF vising with them ; and which is more, with the young men too. It is admirable to consider how powerful the kings are, and yet how entirely the creatures of their people. And it is equally admirable to see the exquisite order and decorum that are always observed in their national councils. The king sits in the mid- dle of a half moon, formed by the old and wise men, his counsellors, on the right and left. Behind them sit the younger fry in the same half moon figure. Every thing being ready for business, the king beckons to one of his old men to speak, which he does, rising with much solemnity, and begging it to be kept in mind that it is not he, but the king who is speaking. While he is on the floor not a man among them, young or old, would be guilty of such rudeness as to whisper, smile, or move a foot, for the world. — Their speeches are short, but always vehement, and sometimes figurative and eloquent in the highest degree. And as to their natural sagacity and management of the business, espe- cially such as they are familiar with, he must be a wit who gets the advantage of them. As to the original of this extraordinary people, I can- not but believe they are of the Jewish race, I mean of the stock of the ten tribes so long lost; for the reasons following: — Firstly. The ten tribes were to go to a land " not planted nor known,'''' which certainly Asia, Africa, and Europe zuere. And God who pronounced that singu- lar judgment upon them, might make the way passa- ble to them as it is " not impossible in itself from the eastermost parts of Asia to the loesternmost parts of America. Secondly. I find the Indians of the like countenance with the Jews ; and their children of so lively resem- * The world laughed at William Penn for this bold conjecture. But captain Cooii, and later navigators, liave shown it to be verv practicable and probable. WILLIAM PENN. I75 blance, that a man on looking at them, would think himself in duke's place, or Berry street, London. Thirdly. They agree with the Jews in many of their religions rites. Fourthly. They reckon time by Moons, like the Jew. Fifthly. They offer their Jlrst fruits, as the Jews do. Sixthly. They have a kind of feast of tabernacles, like them. Seventhly. They are said to lay their altar upon twelve stones. Eighthly. They have the same practice of mourning a year. Ninthly. They have the same delicate customs of women. Now all these things considered of them, and also taking into the account their many and grand cardinal virtues which they practise, such as, 1st. Their noble readiness to forgive any injuries done them by one who was drunk, saying, " it was the drink and not the man who abused 'em." 2d. Their exceeding hospitality to strangers. 3d. Their never-ending esteem of those who only do them justice, (as in the case of William Penn.) 4th. Their love stronger than death to their friends, 5th. Their everlasting gratitude to benefactors. Now on a people possessing so distinct a knowledge of good and evil, O what immortal fruits might not be grafted by persons of a still brighter light and love coming among them ; not in vain words, preaching up notions and sacraments, but in their own brotherly tempers and actions, showing the divine beauty and blessedness of men " dwelling together in love " i76 THE LIFE OF CHAPTER XXI. William Penn had now been in his colony neartwn years ; and indeed, as is said, had serious thoughts of spending the rest of his days in it, with his family, whom he meant to send for. But alas, why should poor mortals talk of years to come, when the wisest among them cannot tell " what a day may bring forth .'" For while this most virtuous of men, like a good angel descended from heaven, was thus diligently and de- lightfully employed in ameliorating the physical and moral condition of the red and w-hite men of his great family, and to render his province the garden spot and glory of the earth, behold a ship arrived from England with packages of letters fi-om his best friends, recom- mending it to him by all means to return without loss of time. — They stated that he was every where posted as a " PAPIST^' and a " jesuit," and that too in such terms of execration that there was no telling how^ it might affect the government against him, even to the taking away of his charter and province. And still worse, (for indeed he smiled at such baseless fabrica- tions that affected only himself) the letters informed him of things infinitely more painful to his feelings, viz. that the persecutions against his poor friends, the quakers, had broken oat again, and with a malignity and fury far beyond any thing ever known before. The letters concluded with entreating that he would instantly return and use all his interest in their favour with the king, who, it was well known, was much his friend. The eflfect of these letters on him, was an imme- diate determination to return to England, as soon as possible : so having empowered his council to act in his place, and tilled up all the various offices and de- partments of government with the fittest men, he took his leave, exceedingly to the re2;ret of all, but of none WILLIAM PENN. 177 more than of the Indians. To these poor people, the report that their " father Onas''' was going away to leave them, was matter of deep heart-sinking and sor- row. Having found out the day on which he was to depart, they came in betimes into the city, in great crowds both men and women, and all of them with some present in their hands for ^^ father Onas.'''' They followed him to the shore, like children crowding to the funeral of a beloved father, and in shaking hands with him, many of them shed tears. Immediately on his arrival in England, (October 1684) he commenced his inquiries into the condition of the quakers,and the persecutions against fAe?n, which he found to be fully equal, in point of savage unfeel- ingness and barbarity, to the worst accounts he had received. I will detail a few of those cases, that our horror-struck readers, while they mark the blinding influence of an ancient priestcraft, and mourn the suf- ferings of its unfortunate victims, may raise their shouts of praise to God for the blessed time and coun- try in which they live : and also do their part, in the way of a good life^ to prevent disunion and civil war, which, by introducing a king and an established CHURCH, may revive those calamities upon our hap- less posterity. Extract of cruel persecutions of the poor quakers in England, in the days of king Charles 11. viz. " Only for attending a meeting in Leicestershire, four persons were sent to prison^ and their goods of various kinds, with beds, working tools, &c. taken from them to the amount of two hundred and thirty six pounds sterling, equal now to three thousand dol- lars ! ! In clearing the meeting-house on this occasion, not only men but women were dragged out, some by the heels, and others by the hair of their heads !" "In Nottinghamshire, James Nevil, Justice of the Peace, took from T. Samson, by warrant (on account 178 THE LIFE OF of his attending two meetings^) nineteen head of cattle, and goods to the amount of sixty pounds sterling," equal now to seven or eight hundred dollars. " Tn the county of Norfolk, John Patterson had two hundred fat sheep taken from him, — equal to three hundred dollars. " Wilham Borbu of Norfolk, had cows, carts, a plough, harrows, and hay, taken from him to the amount of fifty pounds sterling. " William Brazier, a shoemaker at Cambridge, was fined by John Hunt, (Mayor) and John Spencer (Vice- chancellor,) twenty pounds, only for having a religious meeting in his own house." N. B. The officers who distrained for this sum, took his leather, his lasts, the seat he worked upon, wearing clothes, bed and bedding ! ! ! " In Somersetshire, F. Pawlet, Justice of the Peace, fined thirty-two persons only for being at a burial ! and seized for the fines, cows, corn, and other goods to the amount of eighty-two pounds sterling. No one appear- ing to buy the distrained cattle, the justice employed a person to buy them mfor himself! ! " In Berkshire, Thomas Curtis was fined three pounds fifteen shillings by Justice Craven, who order- ed his mare to be seized, which was worth seven pounds. Curtis put in an appeal against this proceed- ing, according to the act ; but it was thrown out. The ofHcers also offered the fine to Craven, but he would not take it ; but had the mare valued at 4/. and then kept her himself ! ! " In Cheshire, Justice Daniel took from T. Briggs the value of 116/. in corn, horses, and cattle ; the lat- use ter he kept and worked for his own " In the same county. Justice Manwaring took by warrant for fines which amounted to 87/. goods to the value of 101/. in cattle, bacon, brass, pewter, corn, cloth, shoes, and cheese. Some of the sufferers appealing, the Jury acquitted them ; but the Justices would not WILLIAM PENN. 179 receive the verdict, and at the next sessions gave judg- ment for the informers^ with treble costs ! ! /" Scores of other cases equally shocking might be quoted ; but these are sufficient to show what man is capable of when under the dominion of bigotry and superstition ; and how easy a thing it is, for a selfish Priest to persuade a poor sinner, that if he but mutters a few prayers after him^ and kneels and sings as he di- rects, and gravely takes the Sacrament, he may fly like a wild Arab upon the most humble, and harmless, and industrious, and peaceable of his fellow creatures, and triumphantly carry off their carts and horses, and cows, and calves, and corn, and meal, thus breaking them up root and branch, and leaving their poor little children crying in vain to their mothers for their simple suppers of bread and milk. With a heart bleeding for such cruelties of man to- man, William Penn flew to the King, entreating him even with tears, that he would interpose his royal arm to the prevention of such hellish practices, dishonour- able to his reign and disgraceful to the most benevo- lent religion in the world — the Gospel, But to his equal astonishment and grief, all that he could obtain was " a sort of promise from the King, that he would do something in the matter,'''' But while he, Felix like, was waiting for that *' more convenient season,'''' to do the good work to which Wilham Penn so earnestly entreated him, hundreds of poor harmless and humble souls were suffering all the horrors of starving at home, or groaning in dungeons. But his time to act so in- human a part, and to abuse the high trust confided to him of God, was not long. In about a quarter of a year after this, as he sat down one Sunday morning to be shaved, he w^as suddenly seized with violent spasms, or twitchings of his head to both sides, when, uttering a fearful shriek, he fell down as dead, and so remained for three hours. His physician, at hand, bled him, and fearing to lose the time necessar)' to blister 180 THE LIFE OF him by flies, ordered his head to be shaved, and pHed with red-hot frying pans. Being brought to his senses by such unheard of tortures, he showed himself humble as a whipped child — seemed deeply penitent — begged pardon of all, even the poorest he had ever wronged — prayed most fervently himself, and prayed that others would pray to God for him. And in this way he breath- ed on, till the following Saturday at noon, and then died — an av/fal lesson to the proud and great, how easy a thing it is for God to make such worms bow before him ! His throne had not time to get cold, before it was filled up by his brother the Duke of York, who, at three o'clock that same day, was proclaimed King James the second ! The reader will remember thai this was the same Duke of York, under whom, and next in command, William Penn's father had fought so gallantly against the Dutch fleet, in 1666 ; and who had sent word to that officer, on his death-bed, that he would be a friend to his son. And, indeed, in many respects he was as good as his word ; for like Herod towards the holy Baptist, he had a most exalted opi- nion of William Penn ; not only of his " rare honesty ^''^ but also of his " rich mind and acquirements ^^^ insomuch that he would often have William Penn with him, and allowed him such lengthy conversations as gave umbrage to his nobles, who, more than once, took the liberty to tell him, that when he zvas with Penn he for- got them.'''' Soon as decency would perm.it, William Penn waited upon his royal friend, with the grievous case of his poor aiHicted subjects the quakers. The King, with a smile, clapped his hand upon his shoulder, and said, " Friend William, don't make thyself uneasy on that score, for it is not my desire that peaceable peo- ple should be disturbed for their religion." Finding the King in such good humour, Penn put in a w^ord for his friend the celebrated John Locke, who it is known was almost if not altogether « quaker, and who had WILLIAM PENN. 181 recently been deprived of his place and salary in the University of Oxford. '•''Well, William," replied the King, in the same gracious manner, ^'•for thy sake I do pardon John Locke, and thou may est so tell him from, we." Indeed so high did Penn stand in favour with the King, and so generally was this known, as also the ex- ceeding pleasure which he took in improving it to the relief of the oppressed, that he was always surrounded by applicants. His firmness in the case of the Duke of Hamilton, while it shows exactly the character of Penn, affords a striking proof what important services a benevolent and brave man may sometimes render to the injured. Learning that Robert Stewart, of Colt- ness, a very worthy Scotchman, had been obliged, through the religious persecutions of the times, to fly his country, and that his estate had been given to the Earl of Arran, afterwards the Duke of Hamilton, Wil- liam Penn called upon this nobleman, and with all the majesty of truth, thus gravely accosted him, — " Friend James, what is this I hear of thee ? thou hast taken pos- session of Robert Coltness's estate. Thou know est it t> not thiney The Duke, evidently self-condemned, but straining for an apology, replied, " Why, Mr» Penn, I received no other reward for my expensive and trou- blesome embassy to France, but this estate ; so that I am sure I am very much out of pocket by the bar* gain." " That maybe," returned the intrepid quaker, " but let me assure thee now, that if thou do not immediately send for Coltness, who is in town, and pay him 200/. to carry him on his journey, and also 100/. a year to subsist on till matters are adjusted, / will make it as many thousands out of thy way with the king.'''' The Duke was so struck with this manly pleading in favour of the injured, that he immediately sent for Colt- ness, and did by him exactly as Penn had advised. And behold I after the revolution which took place in some two or three vears subsequent to this date, poor Colt- 182 THE LIFE OF nes3 (with the rest of the fugitives for their religion) was restored ; when the duke of Hamilton was obhged to return him not only his estate, but all the back rents, except the payments which he had made, as above, at the instance of William Penn. But to be the most successful friend and protector of injured individuals, even on the large scale that he i filled, seemed but a small thing to the boundless cha- 1 ritj of Penn. Nay, to promote the tenderest love be- i tween his own followers the quakers, or between the j church and the quakers alone^ did not half satisfy him. I He longed to see that sweet spirit of the gospel shin- ing on the faces of all Christian societies towards each \ other, as the only thing that can ever bring glory upon the religion of Christ, and give it a universal spread \ among the nations. Hence his incessant and most ve- i hement labours with the king and government, if not ! to do away all established churches, yet to do away j all " religious tests, and all penal statutes, 3.ndjines, and confiscations, and imprisonments, and 'murders for reli- gion,^"* as being utterly anti-christian, and barbarous, and most fatal in their effects upon the tempers and i morals of society, destroying that which is the very end I of all Christ's preaching, that is, love, which can sel- ! dom grow in men's hearts towards others, when ago- i nizing under cruel treatment from them. " What signifies," says he, " all this pomp and show of religion ; these great cathedrals, and these ringings ; of bells, and noise of organs, with all this to do about j sacraments, and baptisms, and parade of so many | priests in their white robes and black ? What is the j end and design of all this, but, as these preachers them- selves will confess, to promote religion and brotherly love? But what chance is there that all this outward i noise and show of one sect, will promote the brotherly love of the rest, when their dearest rights (of religion) are not only denied them, but when they are robbed and ruined for only claiming them ! When the poor WILLIAM PENN. 18S presbyterian sees the rich churchman, {made rich too out of Ids spoils,) or when the half-starved cathohc seefs the fat protestant hishop rolHng by him in his coach and four, set up out of the fines on the poor cathohcs I Ah, how hardly can love grow there ! St. Paul would not '-'as long as the world stood, taste a peice ofmeat,''^ though honestly come by, from making and selling his own tents, "J/" it gave his weak brother offence ! /" There was a Christian bishop of the right sort ! But what sort of Christian bishop must he be who can consent to ride in his coach and four, with his reve- nues of thousands, when it tends to stir up deadly hate and to destroy immortal souls for whom Christ died ! And for these cruel penal laws and tests, are they to be found among the examples of Christ ? Did he " call down fire from heaven upon those who dissented from him?''"' Or, are they to be found any where in the genius and spirit of that blessed religion which is sum- med up in " doing unto others as you would they should do unto you .^" Ah ! who among us would like to be lying on the cold floor of a dungeon, with tears trick- ling down his cheeks, thinking of his poor wife and children starving at home, by Christian hands too ; and all because he could not worship God as did the bishop ! But indeed what common honesty is there in these penal laws and tests ? Suppose that for fear of having his cows and calves taken from his children, a man should consent to go and kneel and pray by rote after the priest whose cold formalities he despised, what would this but make a hypocrite of him; and thus, instead of a trophy to God, erect a monument to the devil! And even suppose that your brother should stout it out, and in spite of all your penal laws and tests, still stick to his conscience, what glory could you win in so infamous a contest with your poor bro- ther, as whether he should bear with most patience, or you inflict with most cruelty ? Oh shame f shame ! 184 THE LIFE OF shame upon our profession as Christians ! Oh, when will come the time, the happy time that these prac- tices shall no more be mentioned among us as becometh saints ! nor indeed as becometh true patriots who know that the prosperity of their common country depends on the union of the citizens : and that again on their treating each other with such justice and kindness in all things that every man shall look on his neighbour as his brother, and by such union of fruitful loves and interests^ and not of barren /br/7i5 and opinions render old England the glory of the earth. The effect of this address, on king James and his council, was but little short of miraculous. A royal proclamation was issued, the week following, for a ge- neral pardon of " all 7vho were then in prison for con- science sake /" In consequence of this, twelve hundred quakers alone were restored to their families and bu- siness — many of whom had been in confinement for years ! also of the papists and other sects, hundreds upon hundreds were let loose to enjoy the sweet air and light of day, with all the countless blessings of liberty and dear society. CHAPTER XXII. The joy of Wilham Penn for such services to his fellow men must have been very great ; but they were somewhat dashed by certain wormwood advices, re- ceived at this time (1685,) from Pennsylvania. These advices turned upon the most unexpected and scanda- lous conduct of his colonists ; not indeed of any of his own society, the quakers j for of them he learned, with exceeding joy, that they continued the same indus- trious, orderly and peaceable citizens he left them : but that his beloved council, whom he had left to rule, WILLIAM PENN. 185 had all fallen to discord and neglect of the public good — that many others preferred a life of sloth and extortion in town, to the independence and innocent delights of the country, were tilling his virgin city of Philadelphia with taverns ! — that even " the caves," were converted into tipling shops ! — that his survey- ors, fond of collations and gin, had spread their tables for such uses in his land offices, making the purchasers of lots pay the expense^ which in some cases amounted to one fourth of the prime cost of the lots, thus check- ing the sale of his land ; retarding the population of his province ; encouraging drunkenness and immorality, especially among his Indians ; and bringing infamy and ruin both upon himself and his colony — and to render such news the more painful, with all his anxiety to hasten to America, he actually had not the means — he could get no remittances of his quit rents, although five hundred pounds sterling a year were due to him for one million of acres which he had sold, (the low quit rents of one shilling the hundred acres,) for twenty thousand pounds sterling — these twenty thousand pounds had been laid out in presents to the Indians — in various purchases of lands — in aiding his poor followers — in setting up and maintaining his go- vernment and governor — besides, sixteen thousand pounds which he had given up to king Charles, barely for his good will — also six thousand pounds which he had spent on this philanthropic enterprise, making in all, as money now values, at least one half a million, of dollars ! which, with maintenance of his own large fomily — much hospitality — costs for travelling and preaching ; printing his numerous books, &;c. had kept him low, and confined him to England. And even there it does not appear that he was allowed much peace, owing chiefly to the most unlucky state of pub- lic affairs at that time, on account of James's turn to popery, and the nation's dread of the dismal times of bloody Mary. Hence if William Penn waited on the Q 2 t86 THE LIFE OF king though but to beg, as usual, some kindness for the injured^ he was branded as a papist^ and Jesuit. If pe- titioners, for favours, crowded his own door, the sus- picious populace would have it, " all these people did not come to him for nothing /" of course a gun-powder i)lot or something worse was a brewing ; and both himself and his poor quakers were often insulted in the streets, and the windows of their houses broken. If he preached a sermon though never so much like that of Christ on the mount — conjuring his hearers to do nothing " to get praise of men f^ but every thing for tliij " glori/ of God^'^'' making his love and that of our neighbour, the sole end of our being ; he was sure to stir up a hornet's nest of angry hard-visaged puritans, reviling him as a false prophet who would make the ** blood of Christ of none effect- — by mixing it with man^s good works. But, for the sake of poor human nature, let us drop the recital of such unamiable truths, and bring our history towards a close. My readers will not, I hope, be offended. We are all born for pleasure ; and the moment that pleasure ceases, the work we engaged in for pleasure ought to cease also. Writing a book should be like decanting wine for our friends ; we ought never to pay them so ill a compliment as to disgust them with the dregs. Let others spin out the history of an individual to three or four large volumes-, T, for my part, like the better example of the sacred biographers. These inspired penmen, in the life of any great personage they paint, whether it be good king Josiah or wicked king Ahab, after giving his characteristic features, and in colours never to fade, delicately add — " as for the rest of the acts of Josiah, are they not written in the book of the Chr&nicles of the kings of Israel P'^'^ So I must take the liberty to say to my readers concerning Penn ; " J have given them the history of a " polychrestus," i. e. a man of many virtues, the least of which have conferred immortality on saints of old -, a man meek as WILLIAM PENN. 187 Moses ; pure as Joseph ; patient as Job ; intrepid as Paul ; and affectionate as St. John ; and who, by the same spirit that made him all this, has been made a blessing to millions, and his name, engraved on theii hearts in lines of moral beauty, never to be forgotten while goodness retains power to heave the throb of admiration and esteem — ^^ and as to the rest of the acts of William Penn, and what he did to break the power of antichrist, even religious persecutions j and to pull down the high places of priestcraft, that he might erect a pure spiritual worship for his God, are they not written in the hook of the chronicles of the people called Qua- kers, by Joseph Proud, and Thomas Clarkson^ and di- vers others?''"' But, passing by much of these thin histories of Penn, which, from this period,! 686, are little else than histories of the unceasing vexations which he suffer- ed, alternately, from pontifical persecution in England, and from the blunders of his own provincial governors in America. I will give my reader the few following facts of Wil- liam Penn, and which are the only ones in the life of this great good man, that I think he would take much interest in. Be it known unto thee, then, O most patient reader, in the first place, that William Penn still continued, (such is the charm of honesty !) to be a great favourite with king James ; and that he never once abused that favouritism to supplant rivals, or to fill his own house with gaudy carpets, and side-boards, but often improved it to the advantage of merit oppressed, and chiefly to promote religious toleration and love among Christians. 2d. That the English nation, getting alarmed about king James, for saying his prayers to the Almighty in Latin, a tongue they did not understand, compelled him, in 1689, to give up the throne to his son-in-law, 188 THE LIFE OF the Prince of Orange, alias king William, a stiff Pro- testant. 3d. That this prince, though no persecutor in heart, yet put up to it by his great ones in church and state, revived what his more honest predecessor, although a papist, had put to sleep, i. e. the persecution of the poor quakers, which in his reign was carried to such scan- dalous lengths, that, " ^/' a quaker was seen on a horse worth five guineas or upwards^ (no matter whether fifty or five hundred) any man of the national church might, hij law ! order him to dismount and give up his horse !" ' 4th. That king William, soon hurled by death from a throne which he had so disgraced, was succeeded by his consort queen Anne, whose Christian spirit, taking part, of course, with the oppressed quakers, quickly put a stop to measures so disgraceful to humanity. 5th. That, in 1693, Wilham Penn was severed, by the consumption, from his wife Wilhelmina Maria ; of whose rare piety the reader will ask no better eulogy than the following — feeling the icy hand of death gain- ing fast on her vitals, she begged that her children might be brought to her bed side. — Then giving them the last tender embrace with a dying mother's blessing, she lifted her eyes, beaming with reverence and hope, and said, " Lord thou knozoest I never asked grandeur for my children but only godliness." After this solemn duty performed, she desired them to be taken out of her sight; then sinking on her husband's bosom, she calm ly breathed her last. 6th. That, in 1696, William Penn was honoured in his own family with another glorious triumph of piety over mortality, in the case of his eldest son Springett Penn ; who in the article of dying, uttered shouts of victory over the grave, that drew tears of joy from every eye ; and sufficient to make those blush who think that the Father of Mercies can save none but WILLIAM PENN. 189 those who sprinkle or plunge^ take the bread or the wafer exactly as they do. 7th. That, in consequence of much disorder in Pennsylvania, occasioned by his governors and coun- cils, William Penn's charter was taken away by the king. 8th. That his majesty, fully convinced of the blame- lessness of WilUam Penn in those matters, restored his charter. 9th. That, in 1699, being stricken in years, and al most worn out with weighty cares and labours, Wil- liam Penn, with his family, went over to North Ameri- ca, to spend his last days in peace and in the improve- ment of his province. 10th. That the following fact, almost the first after his landing, affords pleasing proof, that persecutions to those who " walk with God^'''' instead of serving like water to extinguish, only act like oil to kindle higher their godlike affections. " Being told of a large slip of choice lands lying on the Neshaminy, and not in- cluded in his first purchase, William Penn caused it to be inquired of the sachems, whether they would sell it to him. They replied that they did not wish to part with that piece of ground, the bones of their fathers and mothers lying there ; but still to please " their fa- ther Onus who was so good as to come to live with his red children again, they would sell him some of it. In short, they agreed to sell him as much land as could be walked around in one day by one of his own young men, beginning at the great river above Coaquanoc (Ken- sington,) and ending at the great river just below Kal- lapingo, (Bristol.) The Indians were to be paid, as usual, in British goods. The bargain being made, a young Englishman was pitched on, who having been much exercised in his own country as a pedestrian, made a walk that equally astonished and mortified the Indians, Observing that their looks when thej 190 THE LIFE OF came to receive their pay, were not bright towards him as formerly, William Penn asked them the cause. They replied, that father Onuses young man had cheated them. Aye, how could that be, replied he, calmly ; was it not of your own choosing that the ground should be measured in this way ? True, returned the Indians, but the white brother made too big a walk! Here some of the commissioners getting warm, said that the bargain was a very fair one, and that the Indians ought to stand to it ; and that if they did not, they ought to be compelled. At this William Penn look- ing exceedingly shocked, replied, compelled! how are they to be compelled! Don't you see that this points to murder ! Then turning to the Indians with the kind liest smile on his countenance, he said. Well, if you tliink you have given too much land for the goods first agreed on, tell us now how much more will do ? At this they appeared greatly pleased, and said, if father Onas would give them so many more yards of cloth and fishing hooks, they would be well satisfied. Soon as the Indians, having received their goods and shaken hands with him, were gone away smiling and happy, Penn looking very significantly on his friends, and lift- ing his hands and eyes, exclaimed, O what a sweet and CHEAP thing is charity ! Here mention was made just now of compelling these poor creatures to stick to their bargain ; that is in plain English, to fight and kill them, and all about a little piece of land ! Don't you consider that the very rum which a regiment of sol- diers would drink, would cost twice as much as those few yards of poor cloth which we have given them ? and which has sent them away happy as Httle children, with their apples and cakes V O what is there in the universe that can so greaten the soul, and dispose it to every thing generous and WILLIAM PENN. 191 godlike, as the simply sublime religion of Chnst ! For lack of the spirit of this most ennobling religion, several of his old enemies in England, sickening at his growing fame and fortunes in America, began to re- vive their former slanders, wherein they were so suc- cessful, that several of his best friends in England ad- vised him to return and defend himself. 11th. I am sorry to add, that, yielding to the wishes of his friends, Penn embarked with his family in 1701, and bidding farewell to Pennsylvania, never to see it again, returned to England, where his presence, like a summer morning sun, quickly dispersed all the clouds which his enemies had gathered over him. 12th. That from this period, 1712, though now near- ly threescore, he still enjoyed excellent health, which, as he had been wont from his youth, he continued to consecrate to the most delightful, because most useful purposes, such as writing masterly defences of the qua- ker construction of the gospel, which being, as he said, " intended for the ignormit^ must be simple ; not requir- ing great learning in the head^ but honesty in the heart, bravely to practice the arduous lessons of loving and doing good to all men^ Also constantly corresponding with his governors and councils, and all others of influence in his province, but particularly his own followers the quakers : conjuring them to keep in mind, " what an honour was done them of God, in placing them on a field of action, where they might do so much for his pleasure, in the world'^s good and their own temporal and eternal welfare ; to remember the divine philoso- phy of the Bible, that ' no man livethfor himself alone , but for all:'' and that he who, in all his dealings, tram- ples base self under foot, and acts justice and mercy to all, shall in the universal good find his particular and great reward.'' He begged them to remember too, that, though far retired beyond the sea, and in the wild woods of America, they were not beyond the eagle eye of malice, which was constantly watching the op- 192 THE LIFE OP portunity, through any wrong act of theirs, to pounce down and bear them aloft to the world's scorn : and that now was the time to vindicate before the universe, the excellency of their faith ; and to demonstrate, that while pride, extravagance, and base flesh-pleasing of all sorts, tend to poverty, and desperation, and wars that pull down the greatest nations, the opposite virtues of justice and mercy, manifested in all the blessed fruits ot honest, industrious, and peaceable lives, will exalt the poorest families and nations to riches and honours." 13th. I have now to add, in the thirteenth place, that while engaged in these divine labours with a zeal too great for his advanced age, (near 70,) he was sud- denly struck with two or three shocks of the apoplexy. This desirable messenger of mortality did not at once dissolve the ties between soul and body, but it left his memory and judgment so impaired, that he was never able afterwards to write or speak with his pristine perspicuity and vigour. But as a vessel early filled with choice wine, will, ever after it is empty, still re- fresh the sense with the precious odour of what it once contained, so the mind of Penn, though almost gone, still supported even to the last, the angel charac- ter which it had acted through life. As all men take such an interest in the sun as to feel a strong curiosity to look at him, though under an eclipse, even so, many will wish to see Penn, though ■'in the last stage of nature's decay. The following is from the journal of a learned and pious friend, who frequently visited him. " In March, 1713, I was much with him at his own house, and always fovind him happy. And though he recollected a great number of his past actions, he was often at a loss for the names of persons. The finest sentiments, however, were often falling from his lips, rendering his company quite delightful, and abundantly proving, that his religious principles were founded on a rock that nothing could shake. WILLIAM PENN. r95 "In 1714, his faculties were by no means altered for the worse. I accompanied him in his coach to meet- mg. He could speak but little, but what he did say was very affecting. Every eye seemed to press for- ward upon him with the deepest interest. He putn?e in mind of what we are told of the Evangelist John, who in his extreme age and feebleness, placed by his disciples in his pulpit, and able only to whisper, '' lit- tie children love one another,'^'' was yet listened to with a devotion, that none of his congregation would have exchanged for the eloquence of the world. "In 1715, towards the end, his memory became sensibly altered for the worse ; but his love of the Deity and his habitual rejoicings were the same ; as also the peculiar loTingness in his manner of receiving and parting from his friends. "In 1716, I went to see him, taking with me ano- ther friend of his acquaintance. He manifested great joy at seeing us ; and although he could not recollect our names, his conversation proved that he knew u« perfectly well. He was then in a state of great weak- ness both of body and mind, but still exhibited all the endearing sensibilities of the most affectionate spirri^ which, happy in itself, thought of nothing but to make others so. Hence I could never look at him without ^ncying I saw personified in him, all those brilliant adornings which Solomon gives to his honoured " Wis- i>OM," with crowns of glory onher head^ and chains of gold around her neck. For while worldly-minded old men, suddenly stopped in their career by sickness, and no longer able to bustle and vapour, are low spirited, silent and sad ; William Penn, on the contrary, was a perfect model of the most enviable serenity. He ap- peared to me like a soldier, who, after a long life of brilliant victories for his sovereign, and disabled through age for further duties, has now his armour thrown aside, and given himself up to welcome repose ; out still ever smiling, at thought of what he has done, R 194 THE LIFE OP and of the reward that awaits him. Yes, such is the divinity of virtue like his, that I never looked on Wil- liam Penn without feeling an affectionate reverence that I lack words to express. I shall never forget how I felt, when at our taking leave of him, he said — my love is wilhyou. May the Lord take care of you ; and remem- ber that I am hound to you by a friendship that is eter- nal, "In 1717 J visited him again, and for the last tmie His mind was so entirely gone, that he could not re- collect me one instant ; and his body so feeble, that he could not walk a step without support ; and even his speech, now reduced to a whisper, was hardly intelligi- ble. But still he was William Penn. I shed tears as I looked at him ; but they were tears of joy to think what he had been ; and my tears rose to rapture, when I remembered, as he tottered, that he tottered at the THRESHOLD OF HeAVEN." Thus, after a gradual decay of six years, without suffering any of those pangs that often embitter the close of human life, his vital spark silently went out ; and on the 30th of May, 1718, his happy spirit ex- changed its coarse tenement of clay for that glorious body not made with hands^ eternal in the heavens.''"' His hallowed ashes slept at Jordan, in the county of Buckingham, by the side of his first wife and many of his family. Such was the end of a man whose life was a long exercise of patience and submission to the will of Hea- ven ; who, by the faith of Christ, was enabled to over- come the vices of flesh and blood, and all the enemies of human nature ; and to demonstrate a truth loo little known, that to escape the miseries of life, man has but to conquer himself; and that to enjoy all its pleasures^ he has but to obey the laws of God, and resolutely maintain an unwounded conscience. Such were the achievements of Vv^illiam Penn, who had the rare wisdom to improve nobility of birth with WILLIAM PENN. 195 the majesty of the virtues ; and to sacrifice the illu- sions of false grandeur to the solid charnms of moral feeling and of real goodness — humble in prosperity, superior in adversity, and sublimed to all the great- ness of benevolence, he smiled on insult, and found a godlike satisfaction in forgiving injuries. He tram- pled under foot all the allurements of the senses, that he might labour unceasingly for the benefit of suffering humanity, and establish in the new world, as he had always wished, " a government founded on the pure principles of the gospel ^ a worship most simple, yet most sublime ; a morality pure as that of angels ; a toleration universal ; laws perfectly equal ; magistrates more anxious to prevent crimes than to punish them ; thence, a country filling up with a new and vast popu- lation — cities springing up out of the wilderness — a people fond of peace, and enjoying it in the happy sim- plicity of patriarchal manners — abounding in the fruits of the earth — blessed with a flourishing trade — ho- noured by the sister colonies — beloved by the neigh- bouring savages, and under the sacred canopy of in- nocence and harmony, enjoying the sweetest calm, undisturbed by discord, and unstained by a drop of human blood. Such were, during the days of William Penn, and such during the rule of his quaker succes- sors, even 70 y'ears, have been the influences of the pure religion of Christ, whose sublime sweetness has rendered this people so happy, because it has for its object to adore the one true God ; to love all men without distinction ; never to harm any ; and to fly, as monsters of nature, those persecuting homicides, who, in the name of the God of peace, can murder their fellow men only that they may plunder them. 196 THE LIFE OP CHARACTER OF WILLIAM PENN, By Dr. Marsillac, Deputy Extraordinary from the Qiui kers in France, to the National Assembly^ 1791. *' After so many acts of violence and oppression, so many robberies and murders committed by the Eu- ropeans in the new world, the heart finds some con- solation in pausing over the part which William Penn acted there. In an age when savage Europe put to death so many innocent people merely because they could not embrace the faith of their sovereigns ; and spread over so large a part of America those horrors of fire and sword at which nature revolts, William Penn, like an angel from heaven, presented the olive branch to those afflicted people, and by acts of godlike justice, not only restored tranquillity to their ravaged .quarters, but laid the foundation of extensive liberty «nd happiness. He was perhaps the first who ever built one of the fairest empires of the world, on the sole basis of general good ; and by assuring universal toleration and community of rights, offered a happy asylum to persecuted innocence throughout the earth. " There are but few sections of the American con- tinent that have not been drenched with human blood ; and to their eternal shame, it was the enlightened and polished Europeans who did this ; and who murdered by thousands, the poor harmless natives, who received them with hospitality ! and then, to extenuate their guilt, they branded those as savages, whom they had so barbarously slaughtered. The arrival of William Penn put a stop to those frightful enormities. His god- like humanity to these oppressed people ; treating them as brothers, buying their lands and heaping them with favours, melted their simple natures with grati- tude and affection. Astonished to see a white man who was good, and who abhorred injustice and bloodshed, WILLIAM PENN. }9T they revered him as something more than man, and gloried in calling him "father." *' Of all the Europeans who have mitigated the ills of Hfe and the fury of religious persecution, Williani Peun most deserves the gratitude of posterity. His first act in America held up a lovely presage of the prosperity that was to follow. And in his unyielding efforts to shield the oppressed, he looks like Moses, followed by a host of religious friends, whom he con- ducted across the wilderness of waves, to a new " land of promise ^"^"^ flovdng with the milk and honey of free- dom, peace and plenty. " Abhorring persecution, as the direst reproach and scourge of mankind, he resolved effectually to bar the door against it. Hence that sublime charter of his, guaranteeing the most perfect liberty of conscience, to all the honest worshippers of God, no matter what their opinions and forms. Instantly crowds of persons, oppressed in their own country because of rehgion, embarked for the country of William Penn. Then shone forth that divine philosophy, " love thy neigh- bour AS thyself," in the blessed fruits resulting from it. For, while among the antichrists of Europe, the Popes and Bishops, nothing was heard but cries and groans from the inquisitions and dungeons ; nothing talked of but sales of property belonging to heretics and dissenters ; nothing seen but marks of deadly hate, between the oppressing and the oppressed churches, in good William Penn's country, glory to God, you met with no spectacles of this sort ; but on the contrary, every thing to sparkle the eye of charity with plea- sure — there you saw worshippers of an hundred differ- ent sects, moving along the streets to their several churches, in the most perfect peace and harmony — there, whether Jews or Christians, Catholics or Pro- testants, all adored God in the way they thought most rational ; and meeting with no persecution themselves, they felt no temptation to persecute others. Every R 2 98 THE LIFE OP poor emigrant to Pennsylvania, was welcomed as an exile from his native land ; and having neither coun- try nor family of his own, he found in William Penn a tender and generous father. This most virtuous of men, was the honoured instrument of blessings to thou- sands of the unfortunate ; and his institutions have laid the imperishable foundations of a new empire, which shines like a star in the west, and whose rays have al- ready begun to open the eyes of Europe. "Having held the reins of government no longer /than was necessary for the good of his province, he mixed among his people, as only one of their number ; and despising, on the one hand, all the pomps of the falsely great, and filling up life, on the other, with the most beneficent labours, he came to the grave in a good ©Id age, eulogized by the greatest philosophers, ho- (Boured above the proudest kings ; and to this day re- vered by the Indians, as a benevolent spirit, sent down from heaven to establish the reign of peace and hap* piness on the earth," CHAPTER XXIII. ** Power may command awe ; wisdom may excite admiration; but it is ( captivate our hearts. admiration; but it is goodness alone that can 11 No man, perhaps, has ever had the honour, by a sin- gle act of his life, to confer such an obligation on man- kind as William Penn has done by his treaty with the Indians. The greatest philosophers of the civilized world, no matter what their country, or what their religious opinions, have never ceased to gaze on it with an enthusiasm that shows the immortal charms which justice holds in the eyes of all men. And we WILLIAM PENN. 199 should fill a volume were we to transcribe only one half of all the handsome eulogies that have been pro- nounced on it. But if this famous treaty has appeared so lovely in the eyes of all good men, who only beheld it as a distant star that shone on other times and people, then how must it have appeared to those people them- selves, who beheld it near at hand as their own sun in all his full-orbed glory ; at once delighting their eyes with its beauties, and showering on their heads its de- licious fruits ? Indeed the blessed fruits of this treaty both on the red and white men, are sufficient to con- vince us that he who created man in his own likeness, has implanted in him certain noble springs of action, which may be far more advantageously wrought by justice and mercy, than by fraud and violence. And these springs, glory be to God, are implanted in all men, the wildest not excepted ; as hath been seen in Penn's memorable treaty, wherein it would seem as though God, in order to show the " universality of his grace,'^'' had purposely called that heavenly-spirited man to the exceeding honour of demonstrating it, in the face of the whole world, by his extraordinary ex- periments on those North American Indians, generally thought the most lawless and savage of the human race. Indeed, from the unparalleled fierceness with which they carried on their wars, and the long and painful marches which they would make to surprise their enemies, and the lingering and cruel deaths which they inflicted on their wretched captives, many have doubted whether, as Charles II. said, the grace of God had ever appeared to them. At any rate it appears that the Europeans treated them as though they were beasts in human shape, and even worse; for while they would show kindness to a dog to win his friend- ship, they treated the Indians as if they thought that nothing but powder and ball could ever manage such cannibals, This was the line of march pursued by all the first English settlers in this country. Take that 500 THE LIFE OF case which, having happened in Virginia, is best kno\\i; to us, I mean the English colony settled at old James- town, in 1607. When this devoted company sailed up James river, it appears that they never once dreamt of setting foot on shore until they should first have discovered some snug little peninsula which might easily he defended against the murderous natives. Af- ter much slow sailing and sharp looking out, they hap- pened to light on just such a spot ! Then thanking God as for a most lucky discovery, they landed their muni- tions of war, and heaving up a tremendous ditch, co- vered it over with their cannon with mouths of hideous red and black, threatening destruction to the " hlood- thirsty savages.'''' The next thing they did was to build a church. But this was only another fort in disguise, with loop-holes all around ; and while one half of the congregation, pale and quaking, were praying very devoutly^ the other half, more bold, with their guns poked out at the loop-hoies v.ere drawing their sights towards the dark woods^ as if they momently expected a host of brindled savages to burst out upon them. Now, why had they all this fear and precaution, but because their hearts were not right towards these poor people. They who m.editate injuries against others are always suspicious and fearful. These false Chris- tians had an evil eye upon the country to make it their own; heiice, feeling themselves enemies to the natives, they felt that the natives were enemies to them. All this was but honest instinct ; or the voice of God him- self, in their guilty consciences prophesying evil con- cerning them. And so it turned out ; for, by making the above forcible lodgment in their country, and in- vading their hunting grouads, they virtually hurled de- fiance into the teeth of the natives. Powhatan, the old king of the country, and his people all felt it as such ; and SHYNESS, and hate, and fear, with all manner of ill offices, quickly appeared on both sides. If the Christians went out to trade v^'ith the Indians though WILLIAM PENN. 201 but for a little corn, they always carried their muskets with them, and kept their matches lighted ready for battle. If they invited the Indians on board their shipa, to dine with them, it was only to seize some royal hostage that might serve to keep their subjects from fighting them. If the Indian kings sent them a supper of barbacued venison and roasting ears, it was that tthey might take advantage of them while eating, and mingle their blood with their dishes. If an Indian ap- proached their fort, though but to sell a raccoon, he •was not suifered to enter until he had undergone a Etrict search both of his greasy bear-skin coat and mocassins, for fear the " bloody wretch^'''' had some weapon or other about him to kill the good Christians withal. And so true is that voice which saith — " the un- godly are in fear where no fear is,^'' that the English, even at nooji day, still acted with as much circumspec- tion as though tliey continually felt themselves in the country of an implacable enemy. And at night, so great was their dread of the Indians, that even in James- town they did not think of going to sleep until fully satisfied that every street and lane was well guarded by the soldiers, all ready to fire at a moment's warning. And even then it was no easy matter to fall into a doze, though easy enough to be started out of it, as they often were, by a frightened fancy, dreaming of the savages and their bloody tomahawks. If an En- glishman ventured outside of the fort, he was way-laid and murdered even in broad day, if the Indian who fell in with him had but the strength to do it. And, indeed, so deadly was the hate of the Indians against the Christians, for wronging them out of their lands and driving them from the bones of their fathers, that they never lost sight of revenge. And ten years after- wards, while the English, suspecting no harm, were ploughing the soil which they had so unjustly acquired (the Indians took them by surprise, and with their own hoes and axes, in one (atal hour, murdered near four 202 THE LIFE OP hundred of these poor wretches ; minghng, in many in- stances, the blood of the innocent children with that of their guilty parents. See there, O horror-struck reader, see there the RELL which was introduced into Virginia by following the selftsh policy of this poor blind world. But to raise our spirits from the depression occasioned by such hor- rible scenes, let us turn to Pennsylvania and con- template that HEAVEN which is created among men who act up to the just and benevolent spirit of the gospel. And if we wish to see an angel in human shape, let us look at William Penn among the savages of North America — let us look at him as, with a coun- tenance shining with the heavenliest charity, and a voice of music, he salutes them as drothers — honours them as the proprietors of the country given unto them of the " GREAT SPIRIT,'' and expresses a modest petition that they would give unto him, their brother from be- yond the Big water, a portion of their land in exchange for GOOD THINGS which the " great spirit" had given to him. Ye narrow bigots who can think that Christ has no sheep but those of your own fold, look at these Indians in the wilds of North America, and say whe- ther eyes, thus bright with the admiration of eternal justice, and faces glowing with such affection for the honest stranger, do not bespeak the operation of that spirit who is "710 respecter of persons, but in every na- tion, and to every soul of man, imparts grace suficient for salvation.'''' And as that grace never displayed itself in smiles of more undissembled love, than in the countenances of these uneducated heathens, so never did it bring forth richer fruits of " peace and good WILL," than were manifested in all the intercourse be- tween them and William Penn. Captain John Smith, after that he had invaded their rights in Virginia^ was fain to seek his safety in his soldiers, and cannon, and stockade forts, and loop- hole churches. But honest Wiiliain Penn saved all WILLIAM PENN. 203 Ihat expense^ and proved in the face of the w^iole world, that a Philadelphia (a city of brotherly love) needs no soldiers nor cannon to defend it. — Captain Smith and his freebooters in James-town, could not sleep without their sentinels and guards constantly around them. Honest William Penn and his quakers, in their infant Philadelphia, though surrounded by thousands of savages, slept sweetly even without bars and bolts to their doors ! At James-town, an Indian was never suiFered to come in without strict search. At Philadelphia the Indians came in and out, just as familiarly as the large dogs in a tanner's yard, to which, if need was, they were a ready defence. In Virginia, Captain John Smith could not get a grain of corn for his starving colony at James-town, without pushing up the rivers in his boats, often at the risk of life from the arrows of the Indians, who were so desirous to drive these invaders out of their country, that they held back their provisions, whereby numbers of the little colony (ojily one hundred and twenty at first) were actually starved to death. But in Pennsylvania, in consequence of the godlike justice and humanity of William Penn, the hearts and souls of the Indians were so strongly knit to him like children to a father, as in- deed they called him, that they brought him in pro- visions in such quantities as abundantly to supply his followers the quakers, near three thousand in num- ber. And if any of these were so poor that they could not buy at the low prices set, they would give to them for nothing, as to the poor children of '-'- their father Onas^'*'' as they called William Penn ! Yes, and they would both show and assist them to make bark huts against the winter; and also freely and lovingly olfcr their services to unload their ships and bear their goods to their huts and houses. Captain Smith himself, only taking a solitary walk along the shore near James- town, was suddenly attacked by a single Indian, and but for superior address would certainly have bou 204 THE LIFE OF slain in spite of the broad-sword by his side. But ho- nest William Penn, or any of his quakers, with only his broad-brimmed beaver, and staff in his hand, might have walked throughout the country, not only in safe- ty 7. but even thronged by the Indians, eagerly running to shake hands, caUing him brother! brother! and carrying him with joy to their cabins to feast him on the best provisions they had. Captain Smith and the Indians were always in " hot water,'''' and often in bloody warSy^ which never ended but in the extermina- tion of the latter^ But honest William Penn and the Indians lived so perfectly in the spirit of brothers,, that during all th« time that he and his followers, the FRIENDS, had the rule in Pennsylvania, even seventy years, there was never known one single instance of murder. Captain Smith's city, (old James-town) built on violence and blood, is now swept from the face of the earth ; scarcely a broken tomb-stone remainmg to tell where it stood. But William Penn's city, Phi ladelphia, estabhshed in justice and brotherly kindness though founded a long time after the other, has grown up to be the glory of this western world — with lovel} streets, extending from the Delaware to the Schuyl- kill, and noble wharves, warehouses, work-shops^ arsenals, bridges, markets, aqueducts, hospitals, dis- pensaries, alms-houses, museums, academies, colleges, universities, and churches, with other buildings public and private, to an exceeding amount, both in number arid elegance, and filled up with a crowded popula tion of between one and two hundred thousand souls. Indeed no man can cast his eyes over this beauteous city, covering as it does, for many a mile, the lovely plains of silver-flooded Delaware and the winding Schuylkill — with its thousands of red shining edifices, and stately domes, and towering spires, without ex- claiming, as did the prophet when from the tops of Pisgah he beheld the plains of Jericho covered over with the chosen seed, '' Jiom goodly are thy tents, WILLIAM PENN. 205 Jacob J and thy tabernacles^ O Israel ! Happy art they who are in such a state j yea, blessed are the people who have the Lord for their God^ O when will mankind learn that " God is love" — that his plan embraces the happiness of all ; and that none but those who seek their own consistently with the good of others, shall ever find it ? S06 THE LIFE OF CHARACTER OF WILLIAM PENN, FROM EDMUND BURKE. " William Penn, as a legislator, deserves great ho- nour among all mankind. He created a commonwealth^ which, from a few hundreds of indigent refugees, have in seventy years grown to a numerous and flourishing, people. A people who, from a wilderness, have brought their territory to a state of high cultivation ; filled it with wealthy and populous towns ; and who, in the midst of a fierce and lawless race of men have pre- served themselves, with unarmed hands, by the rules of JUSTICE and moderation, better than any other have done by policy and arms. The way in which he did this, deserves eternal notice. Though brought up, as it were, in the corrupt courts of Charles the Second^ who had endeavoured to carry the kingly prerogative to as high a pitch of aristocracy as possible, yet — O glorious ! O all subduing power of religion ! when he got Ihat^ he thought of nothing but to make every body happy. To take the lands from the Indians, he ab- horred ; he bought their lands. — To exact and starve the poor who followed him across the ocean for con- science and quiet sake, he could not brook. He put the lands at the low rate of forty shillings a hundred acres, and one shilling per hundred acres yearly quit rent. " But what crowned all, was the noble charter of privileges by which he made them more free, perhaps, than any people on earth; and which, by securing both civil and religious liberty, caused the eyes of the op- pressed from all parts of the world to look to his coun- try for relief. This one act of godlike wisdom and WILLIAM PENN. 207 goodness has settled Penn's country in a more strong and permanent manner than the wisest regulations could have done on any other plan. A man has but to believe that there is a God ; that he is the inspec- tor of our actions, and the future rewarder and pun- isher of our good and ill, and he is not only tolerated, but, if possessed of talents and integrity, is on the road to place. " This great and good man lived to see an extensive country rescued from the v^ilderness and filled with a free and flourishing people — he lived to lay the foun- dation of a splendid and wealthy city — he lived to see it promise every thing, from the situation which he himself had chosen, and from the encouragement which he himself had given it — he lived to see all this — but he died in the Fleet prison ! " Tis pleasing to do honour to those great men whose virtues and generosity have contributed to the peopling of the earth, and to the freedom and happi- ness of mankind — who have preferred the interest of a remote posterity, and times unknown, to their own fortune, and to the quiet and security of their own lives. Now, both Britain and America reap great be- nefit from his labours and his losses. And his posterity have a vast estate out of the quit rents of that very province, whose establishment was the ruin of their predecessor's fortune." MONTESQUIEU, ON PENN. A character so extraordinary in the institutions of Greece, has shown itself lately in the dregs and cor- ruption of modern times. A very honest legislator 508 LIFE OP WILLIAM PENN. has formed a people, to whom probity seems as na- tural as bravery to the Spartans. William Penn is a real Lycurgus : and though the former made peace his principal aim, as the latter did war, yet they re- semble one another in the singular way of living to which they reduced their people — in the ascendant they gained over freemen, in the prejudices they overcame, and in the passions which they subdued. THE ENa LBAg?9 ^oK v ». V 6 iC ^^ % y -'i^ v-^^ o ^