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uncivilly locked up in a little hole, where another man's wife was, who was there for false accusing of her husband; and on the Second day of the next week he was had out, and put upon a horse, without bridle or halter in his hand, having nothing to hold by but the pommel of the saddle, one leading the horse, and two guarding him on each side, as some notorious offender, from town to town, and doing their execution as the warrant required. The constable told him, “That your judge bade him, if the said Edward would not go quietly, that they should tie him over the horse's back, or drag him at the horse's heels;" which, if so, might have murdered him, because of the stumps of trees and rocks and rugged way that was in the wilderness; but Edward was contented herein, that he was accounted worthy to susfer for righteousness' sake with them who through many tribulations do enter into the kingdom of God.
Thus it fared with Edward Wharton, for his testimony to the Truth and against your persecution. I shall now give an account of some others, on whom your cruelty lighted at Salem by the hand of the said wicked Hathorn, whose cruelty is farther drawn forth in what follows.
This said Hathorn, before he was a magistrate, bore testimony against persecution and restraining conscience in the days of Oliver Cromwell, in one of your meeting-houses at Salem, saying, "That if such an act,” which you were then about, (viz., To restrain from preaching, but by allowance of certain persons,) “should take place in New England, he looked upon it as one of the most horrid acts that ever was done in New England; and would be as great a token of God's forsaking New England, as any.” And yet, after long waiting, coming to be a magistrate, what a bloody persecutor hath he been of the Truth !
Not long after Edward Wharton's executions as aforesaid, Joseph Nicholson, John Liddal, Jane Millard, and Ann Coleman were, by the said Hathorn's warrant, apprehended, and so cruelly whipped through Salem, Boston, and Dedham, that one of them, viz., Ann Coleman, was near death, being well-nigh murdered. She was a little woman, and her back, as hath been said, was crooked, and your executioner had her fast in a cart at Dedham, Bellingham, your deputy, having seen Hathorn's warrant, bidding them “Go on," and saying, “The warrant was firm;" and so encouraging the matter, he so unmercifully laid her on with the rest, that, with the knots of the whip, he split the nipple of her breast, which so tortured her, that it had almost cost her life, which she sometimes thinking might have been the consequence, was willing, if she should have died, that her body should have been brought and laid before Bellingham, with a charge from her mouth, “That he was guilty of her blood.” But it pleased the Lord that she recovered, though it was long after that she was thus cruelly handled.
Not long after this, John Liddal and Thomas Newhouse were apprehended at Salem, after the meeting, and by Hathorn's order were brought before him, and sentenced to be whipped through three towns, according to their vagabond law; which was done accordingly. And Edward Wharton, because he testified against these bloody proceedings, and the said Hathorn's former deceit* acted against him, was had out of the hearing of the said Hathorn whilst he sentenced him, and then fastened to the post, and whipped by John Massey, with fourteen sore lashes, in this town where he lived.
Now, Hathorn, to do his brother Goggins a courtesy, as Pilate did Herod when he had Jesus before him, at the said Goggins' desire, ordered, that the aforesaid should not be whipped through Boston, but through Cambridge, where the said Goggins, one of your magistrates, lives, who desired “ That his brother Hathorn would send some of the Quakers through that town, that he might take order for their whipping there." But the constable of Lynn not being at home, bloodthirsty Goggins was disappointed of his draught of blood. And Friends being at liberty, and coming to Boston, you laid hold on Thomas Newhouse, and whipped him through that jurisdiction. The cause of his whipping was, for his testimony in their meeting-house; where, having spoken
* Hathorn cried to the people, “Knock them down, knock them down;" because their telling him of his unrighteousness, did not please him.
to them what was with him, and having two glass bottles in his hands, he dashed them to pieces, saying to this effect, “That so they should be dashed in pieces."
Thus ran your cruelty from Dover to Salem, and from Salem to Boston, and that way; and now it thwarts the country again, and to Piscataqua river it posteth from Boston, as it had from thence to Piscataqua, almost the two ends of your jurisdiction.
On the great island in the river aforesaid, it seems, Joseph Nicholson and John Liddal crying out against the drunkards
and the swearers, they were almost struck down with a piece of · wood, by Pembleton's man, the ruler of that place, with which
the said Bryan Pembleton * being not content, but to justify the violence of his servant against the servants of the Lord, who had borne testimony against wickedness as aforesaid, and to show his cruelty, ordered them to be whipped at a cart's tail at Strawberrybank, by John Pickering, constable, and to be delivered to the other constable where he was, for the said end and purpose. But the constable, being cross to their doings, said, “That though the law did require him to get a cart and oxen, yet it did not require him to find yokes, and therefore unless Pembleton would find yokes, he would not do his work;" so he set them at liberty.
At another time, Thomas Newhouse, John Liddal, Edward Wharton, Jane Millard, and Ann Coleman, on a First-day of the week, coming to your worship-house in Dover, were by Walden's command, of whom I have formerly spoken, haled to prison, where, after he had caused them to be detained almost two weeks, though he confessed, “That, for aught he knew, they might be such as were spoken of in the 11th of the Hebrews; yet he must execute the law against them," and so set them at liberty. The people promised “that the Priest Rayner should give them a fair reasoning when his worship was done;" but he broke their word and packed away; and, though the women followed him to his house, yet he would not turn, but clapped to his door, having taken out the key, and turned Ann Coleman out of the house.
* This is that Bryan Pembleton mentioned in the latter end of this treatise.
After this, the aforesaid passed to Hampton, and being met together with Friends in the fear of the Lord, to wait upon Him, the constable with a rude company came and pulled down some of the house, and then dragged them out one by one as they were · at prayer, and, having kept them prisoners awhile, set them at liberty.
These things being done, and they having visited the Friends of Truth in those parts, they returned to Salem, where Edward Wharton having staid awhile, and having been awhile at Rhode Island about his outward occasions, he and George Preston, and Wenlock Christison, came from thence to Boston, where they had a good meeting of Friends, wherein the living power of God was felt, and the overcoming presence of the sweetness of His pure love, and the life of Him in their tents; which made their hearts glad, and their souls truly to rejoice in the God of their salvation, unto whose pure and most blessed name they gave the glory.
The meeting being as aforesaid, and Truth being then declared in the power of the living God, the Spirit of the Lord moved in the deep of many dark hearts; at which hell was moved, and the prince of the power of darkness was disturbed, and his servants were much tormented; and Edward Rawson (of whom I have often spoken for his cruelty and blood, was principal of them, whose profession and practice hath often been dyed in the blood of the innocent) bestirred himself exceedingly, and like a man distracted, walked to and fro from one window of the house to the other, chafing and fretting, as he saw many people standing without to hear the words of Truth declared, chiding some in his madness and threatening others, which few seemed to regard, which caused him to issue forth a wicked confused warrant, according to the form hereafter expressed. “To the Constable of Boston.
“You are hereby required, in his majesty's name, forthwith to “ repair to Edward Wanton's house, where a stranger and a Quaker, “ with several others there, the said stranger publicly, amongst “many, endeavouring to seduce his majesty's good subjects and
“people to his cursed opinions, by his preaching amongst them. “ You are to carry the said strangers before the honoured gover“nor, to be proceeded with, as the law directs, and return the “ names of such as are their hearers.
" Per EDWARD RAWSON,
" Commissioner. " Dated at Boston, the
“4th of May, 1664."
With the warrant aforesaid, Duer, the constable, came to the house where the meeting was; but it was ended, and the stranger was gone, before he came. So the constable, with two more unreasonable men, searched for him at Nicholas Upshall's, finding him not at the other house; where meeting with Edward Wharton, but missing the stranger, they questioned Edward, “Whether he was one that spake at the Quakers' meeting?" He demanded of them, “What they had to do to examine him?" "We have a warrant," said they. “Let me see it," said he. When' Edward saw it he said, “My name is not in it.” “You shall go before the governor," said the constable; notwithstanding, Edward refused to go without a warrant. The constable showed his black staff, and said, “Here is my warrant." And so, like unreasonable men, they dragged him out of the house, and led him away to the governor's, where Rawson was with your governor, they both waiting to see when any prey would be brought into their teeth, by their wolfish hunters. Edward standing before them with his hat on, Rawson asked him, “Whether he knew before whom he was?" Edward answered, “He was before him who was called the governor." Your governor commanding his hat to be pulled off, the constable took it off and put it into Edward's hand, and Edward put it on his head. Your governor, in great rage, com-. manded the constable " to take it off again, and to throw it into the fire, and burn it.” “I believe,” said Edward, “that when our Friends are brought before the king with their hats on, he would not command such a thing;” and so informed your governor of the bad and disorderly carriage of the constable and his companions. Your governor asked, “Why he did not pros