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Holworth, but could only make out something about his being sent up to London with others of

ing, but shouting, laughing, screaming, stamping, and running. The rude village children were playing at hide-and-seek, and Jenny Oates was hidden in the pulpit. But at Master Kenton's loud "How now, youngsters" they all were frightened, s

prise knelt down with bowed head, and said a prayer, for they saw his lips moving. Then he lo

teadfast, as he stopped by her grave. "They say 'tis don

e was a hue-and-cry for them, and Oates the father, the cobbler, a meddling fellow, came down with a whole rabble of boys after him to the farm to demand them. "A preacher had come out from Bris

baby on his knee, and Rusha clinging about him waiting till Stead had c

he slowly said, "I be in charge

r you'll be made to. Times are changed, and we don't wa

ly said Kenton. "I will come and see what is doing, a

see! The pa

however, and placing the little one in the cradle, as he called out to Patience to keep ba

nt to be rested, stood a tall thin man, in a heavy broad-brimmed hat, large bands, crimson scarf, and buff coat, who was in fiery and eager words calling on all those around to awaken from the sleep of sloth and sin, break their bonds and fi

Church of God is in the souls of the faithful. Is it not written 'The kingdom of heaven is within you?' What, can ye not worship save between four walls?" And t

words had a force that went home to people's hearts as earnestness always does, and Jephthah, with

nst the world, the flesh, and

nlist under Captain

t I gave you leave for wa

d the go

ll me which be

aptain's good words, and see his long sword, and d

no parsnips," slowl

ast, "butter is rise

at be the good Cause that strips the Chur

but fathers in those times did not

hey could lay in, and paid well for them. When Kenton and his boys went down to market, they found the old walls being strengthened with earth and ston

nd heard the sounds of drums and fifes playing a joyous tune. Kenton drew the old mar

rds and knights, waving on the breeze, and as the Kentons peeped down into the lane below they saw plumed hats, and shining corslets, and silken scarves, and handsome hors

fellows," exclaimed Jephthah.

o himself. "Which is the

etting hay into the stable, "and that makes trouble even for quiet folks that only want to be let alone. Now, look you here," and he pulled ou

f the young folks had been allowed to know exactly where it was kept. There were no banks in those days, an

e, in the same bag, and put the rest into a bit of old sacking, saying, "You can get to the brook side, to the place you wot of, better than I can, Stead. Take you this with yo

y his father, took the bag with him under his smock when he went out with the cows, an