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And in this manner the admirable woman proceeded for a considerable 

time; and to all her discourse I listened with attention; and when 

she had concluded; I took her hand and said; 'I thank you;' and 

that was all。



On the next day everything was ready for our departure。  The good 

family of the house came to bid us farewell。  There were shaking of 

hands; and kisses; as on the night of our arrival。



And as I stood somewhat apart; the young girl of whom I have spoken 

so often came up to me; and holding out her hand; said; 'Farewell; 

young man; wherever thou goest。'  Then; after looking around her; 

she said; 'It was all true you told me。  Yesterday I received a 

letter from him thou wottest of; he is coming soon。  God bless you; 

young man; who would have thought thou knewest so much!'



So; after we had taken our farewell of the good family; we 

departed; proceeding in the direction of Wales。  Peter was very 

cheerful; and enlivened the way with godly discourse and spiritual 

hymns; some of which were in the Welsh language。  At length I said; 

'It is a pity that you did not continue in the Church; you have a 

turn for Psalmody; and I have heard of a man becoming a bishop by 

means of a less qualification。'



'Very probably;' said Peter; 'more the pity。  But I have told you 

the reason of my forsaking it。  Frequently; when I went to the 

church door; I found it barred; and the priest absent; what was I 

to do?  My heart was bursting for want of some religious help and 

comfort; what could I do? as good Master Rees Pritchard observes in 

his 〃Candle for Welshmen〃:…



'〃It is a doleful thing to see little children burning on the hot 

coals for want of help; but yet more doleful to see a flock of 

souls falling into the burning lake for want of a priest。〃'



'The Church of England is a fine church;' said I; 'I would not 

advise any one to speak ill of the Church of England before me。'



'I have nothing to say against the church;' said Peter; 'all I wish 

is that it would fling itself a little more open; and that its 

priests would a little more bestir themselves; in a word; that it 

would shoulder the cross and become a missionary church。'



'It is too proud for that;' said Winifred。



'You are much more of a Methodist;' said I; 'than your husband。  

But tell me;' said I; addressing myself to Peter; 'do you not 

differ from the church in some points of doctrine?  I; of course; 

as a true member of the church; am quite ignorant of the peculiar 

opinions of wandering sectaries。'



'Oh the pride of that church!' said Winifred; half to herself; 

'wandering sectaries!'



'We differ in no points of doctrine;' said Peter; 'we believe all 

the church believes; though we are not so fond of vain and 

superfluous ceremonies; snow…white neckcloths and surplices; as the 

church is。  We likewise think that there is no harm in a sermon by 

the road…side; or in holding free discourse with a beggar beneath a 

hedge; or a tinker;' he added; smiling; 'it was those superfluous 

ceremonies; those surplices and white neckcloths; and; above all; 

the necessity of strictly regulating his words and conversation; 

which drove John Wesley out of the church; and sent him wandering 

up and down as you see me; poor Welsh Peter; do。'



Nothing farther passed for some time; we were now drawing near the 

hills:  at last I said; 'You must have met with a great many 

strange adventures since you took up this course of life?'



'Many;' said Peter; 'it has been my lot to meet with; but none more 

strange than one which occurred to me only a few weeks ago。  You 

were asking me; not long since; whether I believed in devils?  Ay; 

truly; young man; and I believe that the abyss and the yet deeper 

unknown do not contain them all; some walk about upon the green 

earth。  So it happened; some weeks ago; that I was exercising my 

ministry about forty miles from here。  I was alone; Winifred being 

slightly indisposed; staying for a few days at the house of an 

acquaintance; I had finished afternoon's worship … the people had 

dispersed; and I was sitting solitary by my cart under some green 

trees in a quiet retired place; suddenly a voice said to me; 〃Good…

evening; Pastor〃; I looked up; and before me stood a man; at least 

the appearance of a man; dressed in a black suit of rather a 

singular fashion。  He was about my own age; or somewhat older。  As 

I looked upon him; it appeared to me that I had seen him twice 

before whilst preaching。  I replied to his salutation; and 

perceiving that he looked somewhat fatigued; I took out a stool 

from the cart; and asked him to sit down。  We began to discourse; I 

at first supposed that he might be one of ourselves; some wandering 

minister; but I was soon undeceived。  Neither his language nor his 

ideas were those of any one of our body。  He spoke on all kinds of 

matters with much fluency; till at last he mentioned my preaching; 

complimenting me on my powers。  I replied; as well I might; that I 

could claim no merit of my own; and that if I spoke with any 

effect; it was only by the grace of God。  As I uttered these last 

words; a horrible kind of sneer came over his countenance; which 

made me shudder; for there was something diabolical in it。  I said 

little more; but listened attentively to his discourse。  At last he 

said that I was engaged in a paltry cause; quite unworthy of one of 

my powers。  〃How can that be;〃 said I; 〃even if I possessed all the 

powers in the world; seeing that I am engaged in the cause of our 

Lord Jesus?〃



'The same kind of sneer again came on his countenance; but he 

almost instantly observed; that if I chose to forsake this same 

miserable cause; from which nothing but contempt and privation was 

to be expected; he would enlist me into another; from which I might 

expect both profit and renown。  An idea now came into my head; and 

I told him firmly that if he wished me to forsake my present 

profession and become a member of the Church of England; I must 

absolutely decline; that I had no ill…will against that church; but 

I thought I could do most good in my present position; which I 

would not forsake to be Archbishop of Canterbury。  Thereupon he 

burst into a strange laughter; and went away; repeating to himself; 

〃Church of England!  Archbishop of Canterbury!〃  A few days after; 

when I was once more in a solitary place; he again appeared before 

me; and asked me whether I had thought over his words; and whether 

I was willing to enlist under the banners of his master; adding 

that he was eager to secure me; as he conceived that I might be 

highly useful to the cause。  I then asked him who his master was; 

he hesitated for a moment; and then answered; 〃The Roman Pontiff。〃  

〃If it be he;〃 said I; 〃I can have nothing to do with him; I will 

serve no one who is an enemy of Christ。〃  Thereupon he drew near to 

me; and told me not to talk so much like a simpleton; that as for 

Christ; it was probable that no such person ever existed; but that 

if He ever did; He was the greatest impostor the world ever saw。  

How long he continued in this way I know not; for I now considered 

that an evil spirit was before me; and shrank within myself; 

shivering in every limb; when I recovered myself and looked about 

me; he was gone。  Two days after; he again stood before me; in the 

same place; and about the same hour; renewing his propositions; and 

speaking more horribly than before。  I made him no answer; 

whereupon he continued; but suddenly hearing a noise behind him; he 

looked round and beheld Winifred; who had returned to me on the 

morning of that day。  〃Who are you?〃 said he; fiercely。  〃This 

man's wife;〃 said she; calmly fixing her eyes upon him。  〃Begone 

from him; unhappy one; thou temptest him in vain。〃  He made no 

answer; but stood as if transfixed:  at length; recovering himself; 

he departed; muttering 〃Wife! wife!  If the fool has a wife; he 

will never do for us。〃'







CHAPTER LXXX







The border … Thank you both … Pipe and fiddle … Taliesin。



WE were now drawing very near the hills; and Peter said; 'If you 

are to go into Wales; you must presently decide; for we are close 

upon the border。'



'Which is the border?' said I。



'Yon small brook;' said Peter; 'into which the man on horseback who 

is coming towards us is now entering。'



'I see it;' said I; 'and the man; he stops in the middle of it; as 

if to water his steed。'



We proceeded till we had nearly reached the brook。  'Well;' said 

Peter; 'will you go into Wales?'



'What should I do in Wales?' I demanded。



'Do!' said Peter; smiling; 'learn Welsh。'



I stopped my little pony。  'Then I need not go into Wales; I 

already know Welsh。'



'Know Welsh!' said Peter; staring at me。



'Know Welsh!' said Winifred; stopping her cart。



'How and when did you learn it?' said Peter。



'From books; in my boyhood。'



'Read Welsh!' said Peter; 'is it possible?'



'Read Welsh!' said Winifred; 'is it possible?'



'Well; I hope you will come with us;' said Peter。



'Come with us; young man;' said Winifred; 'let me; on the other 

side of the brook; welcome you into Wales。'



'Thank you both;' said I; 'but I will not come。'



'Wherefore?' exclaimed both; simultaneously。



'Because it is neither fit nor proper that I cross into Wales at 

this time; and in this manner。  When I go into Wales; I should wish 

to go in a new suit of superfine black; with hat and beaver; 

mounted on a powerful steed; black and glossy; like that which bore 

Greduv to the fight of Catraeth。  I should wish; moreover; to see 

the Welshmen assembled on the border ready to welcome me with pipe 

and fiddle; and much whooping and shouting; and to attend me to 

Wrexham; or even as far as Machynllaith; where I should wish to be 

invited to a

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