It stuck up its horns,
Like a little Kyloe cow;
Run! tailors, run! or it
Will kill you all just now.
Mr. Byles, who was ordained in 1757, seems to have been as much displeased with the church as with the Rogerenes themselves; for in 1768 he left New London, renounced the Congregational church and abandoned its ministry altogether. (See Part II, Chapter XII.)
Herod and Pilate were men of note in their day. What are they thought of now? The records of history show many examples of this sort. Quakers were once persecuted and slain. Men are now proud of such ancestry. Let the calumniated wait their hour. The progress of truth adown the ages is slow, but its chariot is golden and its coming sure.
CHAPTER III.
As round and round it takes its flight,
That lofty dweller of the skies,
And never on the earth doth light,