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The issue is a matter of common history and need not concern us here. Giles was in London during the execution, but did not see it, but he sent home particulars, and in a few weeks also a short pamphlet for the old man to read bearing upon it. The title ran, The Tenure of Kings and Magistrates; proving that it is lawful, and hath been held so through all ages, for any who have the power to call to account a tyrant or wicked king, and, after due conviction, to dispose and put him to death, if the ordinary magistrate have neglected or denied to do it; and that they who of late so much blame deposing (meaning the Presbyterians) are the men that did it themselves.' 'It is written,' said Giles, by one John Milton, who lives in Holborn, and hath written divers other tracts, and also poems. He is a noted scholar, a quick discerner, and very subtle in argument. Some one pointed him out to me the other day, as we met him in the street, as being a likely man in our future councils, and I shall not be surprised thereat, for he is of pleasant benign visage, and seemeth shaped for no common things. God grant it may

be so.'

The old man read it carefully, as Giles had done before him. He was sorry for the king to die, but he did not see how any other course was possible; for life-long imprisonment would have been as cruel, and

The Kingdomes Weekly Intelligencer, sent abroad to prevent mis-information. From Tuesday, January 16, to Tuesday, the 23, 1648. (A reprint, by J. H. Fennel.)

It was a stern action. Few can love it, few even admire it, but it was not the less a right and a duty, grand even in its terror. If Lucius Brutus spared not his own sons when they conspired against the state, but stood by, heard them condemned, and saw them executed, surely England might see a weak, cowardly, canting, and tyrannous king lose his head without tirades of vehemence and raptures of sentimentality. For after all he was but a man, and as much a man D. G., as a king D. G.; and it surely cannot be that God judges kings by a lower law than that by which he judges the veriest hedger of a farm and pavier of a road.

Nathaniel was excited by these events. For several months he felt renewed strength. And yet he thought he could die now in peace. I see new light,' he said to Giles, in one of his brief visits at the Grange. "They must make Cromwell head over all-not as a king, but as one who having shown how he can fight for our weal must needs have the heart and the will to keep what he has gained. I see that it must come so, and I can die now, my boy, in peace. I have fought and you shall enjoy, and England, my dear old land, will reap the sweets of peace. Be brave, my boy, in all things. Struggles may come upon you, but meet them like a man, with firm faith in God, and brave trust in honesty and right. I say these things to you because I may not see you again, and I would you should enter into your labours as I enter into my rest.'

Giles remained rather long during his next visit, and the old man seemed about as usual. The warm breath of spring was wooing and coaxing the leaves and the flowers into beauty and fragrance, and the wounded warrior saw the flying skirts of winter as her forces drew off. 'It will not be long,' he thought. Let it be gently, O Lord!' The

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household went about their various duties as usual, and bestirred themselves with careful thrift from morn to eve.

There was much to be done, and old Midge the armourer had fallen sick of a fever, and had to be visited and have little delicacies provided for him, so that without knowing it, they almost forgot Nathaniel. But he was still there, with his pale pensive face and spiritual eyes.

One day he said, 'Let me sit out in the warm sunshine,' and they placed him just without the door, amidst

the hum of bees, the whir of wings, and the carols of birds. It seemed like a foretaste of heaven. 'Let it be gently! and now,' he whispered once more. There was no one near, but God heard him. He bowed his face in his hands, and the warm sun kissed his brow, and the soft breeze played in his hair as he lapsed into the sweet slumber of the blest to wake in his Father's house. See, a lark has shot heavenwards and rains down its wild bursts of melody, its touching theodicee upon the earth!

small committee meeting, and then (as in this case) only by the casting vote of the chairman.

I have the greatest respect for the friends who have been concerned in drawing up this document. The officers of the College and the chairman of the committee I value as among my personal friends; and I hope in calling attention to this subject, I shall be understood as acting on public grounds alone. I could I have no doubt adopt the creed as it stands, but this does not reconcile me to the propriety of forcing it on any man.

Yours truly,

J. F. S.

CALL-LANE CHAPEL, LEEDS,
AND THE BICENTENARY.

To the Editor of the General Baptist
Magazine.

DEAR SIR,-I should be glad to see some suitable object selected by the General Baptist body, by which we could unitedly and harmoniously celebrate the Bicentenary, and which would leave a memorial alike useful to the future, and honourable to the past. It is not my intention, however, to propose any new scheme, nor yet to discuss those already suggested. It will no doubt be difficult to devise a plan that will suit all parties. Perhaps it may not be out of place to mention that a course of lectures is being delivered in the Music Hall in this town, to large audiences, by various ministers, which elicit much interest, and diffuse valuable information respecting the epoch of 1662. The first lecture was on The Exodus of 1662,' by the Rev. George William Condor, (Independent). The second was by Rev. Dr. Brewer, (Baptist) on 'The men of Exodus of 1662.' And the third is to be (in a few days) by the Rev. Samuel G. Green, of Rawden College, on 'Clerical subscription and national morality.' And others will shortly follow.

So far as the church at Call-lane, Leeds, is concerned, we are fairly committed to a local effort, which is for the time being quite absorbing. There are certain features about our chapel which may pro bably interest your readers, which leads me to intrude myself and our chapel upon your notice.

The General Baptist chapel in Call-lane, Leeds, is intimately con nected with the Bicentenary, having been erected in the troublous times of the latter part of the seventeenth century. Among the ejected clergy of 1662, was Rev. Christopher Nesse, M.A., lecturer at the parish church, Leeds, whose friends clung round him and persisted in meeting at his house in spite of the diff. culties, and fines, and penalties, which they incurred by so doing. He was led to form them into a church, but was subsequently comi pelled to leave the town and his flock, on the passing of The Five Mile Act.' He was succeeded by the Rev. Thomas Whitaker, M.A., who in the early part of his ministry was committed to York Castle for i eighteen months for preaching the gospel contrary to law, and who wrote sermons in gaol for his people who met weekly to hear them read About the time of the revolution they purchased some land in Calllane, and built the chapel we now occupy, and Mr. Whitaker laboured here successfully for many years. In course of time the congregation became Arian in sentiment, and s remained until the year 1850, when the occupancy of the premises offered to and accepted by our present pastor, Rev. J. Tunniclif

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Consequent upon the troublous times in which the chapel was built, and the risk and difficulty of Nonconformists meeting together for religious worship, a secret chamber was made in the roof of the chapel, where a number of the congre gation might meet unobserved and unapproachable. On making a baptistry in the chapel a few years since a subterranean passage was discovered, with steps under the

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