fault with him, the law was sent home to his heart, his sins and his profession were both laid open, and this soon gave him a sufficiency of law; for he had no breastplate against the entrance of it, but found that he wanted an hiding place from that storm, and a covert from the tempest, Isai. xxxii. 2. At length it pleased God, having stripped him of all his religion, to indulge him with some enlargement. He then wrote to me, informing me ingenuously of all his unbecoming conduct towards me, and of his present state of mind; and from that time his preaching was of course altered, which made no small stir that way; for his experience, doctrine, and reputation, were loaded as bad as mine. But he is still supported; so that the house of David waxes stronger and stronger, and the house of Saul weaker and weaker. My venerable godfather is much wanted in those parts. A minister from Northamptonshire, upon hearing this report, went to this young gentleman, whose bonds God had loosed. He is the author, and I trust will be the finisher, of the mystery of universal faith; for all the children of nature go upon the broad plan, or else they must exclude themselves. However, he did not take his faith with him, but rather the law; for he used sharpness with a witness; and no wonder, for the law truly worketh wrath, Rom. iv. 15. And it is as true that "The wrath of man worketh not the righteousness of God," James i. 20. The young gentleman asked him

the meaning of this text; "That the righteous. ness of the law might be fulfilled in us, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit." This set him fast; for he could neither explain the meaning, nor evade the force, of the passage; so he left him. Afterwards he visited him again with words smoother than oil, but war within. The young gentleman then told him simply the experience of his heart, and what he had felt and enjoyed under the power of the Holy Spirit. He replied, It is mental intoxication.' All this unholy war is carried on against the Holy Spirit of God and his work, and against nothing else; for the carnal mind is enmity against God, and alienated from the life of God, Ephes. iv. 18. The life of God, the power of godliness, their souls abhor. And this is visible in this man, who is stone blind of both eyes. The Holy Ghost is the spirit of faith. It is the produce of his own divine power, and is brought forth under his operation. He is the spirit of it, the quickener of it, and the life of it; and all its acts, actings, and exercises, are owing to his influences and operations, and to nothing else. And yet this man, this enemy to all Antinomians, has made it the duty of all men to believe, when God has concluded them all by nature in unbelief.

It is written that God's hand shall be known towards his servants, and his indignation towards his enemies, Isai. lxvi. 14. And I will not say that all our slanderers have had the presence, the

power, and the approbation of God, in the oppositions they have made against us; far from it. We have watched the hand of God with respect to them: and two persons, who laboured long, from chapel to chapel, with a continual cry of pamphlets against Mr. Huntington, soon after died, nearly at the same time.

After them another pursued me with the same sort of outcry, and with a pamphlet of his own writing. He was struck mad in Monkwell street Meeting; and soon he disappeared, and was seen

no more.

An old lady, who took upon herself to fellow me over at a strange rate, and was a great admirer of the Arminians and Moravians, shortly after found her false hopes give way, and then came to me, wishing much to become a lodger and boarder in my house; which however I refused, and soon after she hung herself upon her bed's head.

Another, who wrote an empty squib against me, was soon after smitten speechless, and died out of his mind.

Another, who would never suffer my name to be mentioned in his house, and who seldom suffered me to escape his rage, even in his pulpit, and who prayed that he never might be delivered from a law that is holy, just, and good; he died mad.

Another, who was a desperate jacobin, wrote

a most abusive piece against me, and in a few months after he was dead.

Another, who had raged against me about the law for near seven years without intermission, preached until his place was almost empty, and then gave it up, telling his people that he did not believe he was ever called to preach, which was the real truth.

Another, a preacher, but an utter stranger to me, for I had never heard so much as even his name mentioned, spake awful lies of me, even to my friend Challen, at Petworth, in Sussex. Soon after he was thrown out of a chaise against a wall, and his skull beat into his brains; and there was an end of him.

Another, whose business it was to make sport of me wherever he went, when he had finished this business, hung himself.

A poor woman, who read my books, and came at times many miles to hear me, gave great offence to a poor dead stick of a preacher in so doing, who went to the woman in order to prejudice her mind against the Antinomians: and it seems he gained his point, for she came no more. But the next time he called on her, to confirm her in her prejudice, she asked him to sleep at her house.. He consented; she put him into a damp bed, and he went home and died. Thus she dealt with him as he had dealt with her. Soon after she fell sick, and sent many miles to desire that I

would visit her. I did so; and soon after she died.

Another, who never found one grain of peace or happiness in his mind, but when something or other had been published against me, though he was one of the most penurious creatures living, yet would he strain a point upon this business, and would procure the books, going from place to place, in order to triumph over my friends, and to circulate the inflammable treasure among my enemies: but, when he had filled up his measure, he found some work within himself, to mind which required all his attention; and, not being able to manage it, he hung himself.

Another, of the name of White, wrote a most infamous piece against me; and, not content with reproaching me, even the Holy Spirit himself did not escape his violence. However, about Christmas last his false confidence and rotten hope gave way, and down he went; and, though he had prided himself much upon his performance, he then changed his opinion, calling it that wicked pamphlet, that wicked pamphlet: and about two months ago he hung himself in the dock-yard at Woolwich.

And it will be well for some in the present day, who have blasphemed the work of God, and carried this on for many years, covering their desperation and madness under a pretended zeal for the law and for holiness; I say, it will be well for them if God does not make it manifest, some.