A Letter from the Prophet Lodowicke Muggleton, to Mrs. Dorothy Carter, of Chesterfield, dated November 7, 1662. Dear friend in the eternal truth, Dorothy Carter, MY love remembered unto you and your daughter Elizabeth, and Elizabeth Smith. I am glad to hear that you are all well, and of your stedfastness in the faith of the true God, and this commission of the Spirit. I received the Quaker's railing paper you sent me, and I have given answer to it; and, according to your desire, I have sent it you, and if you please you may let that Quaker woman which you spake of see it, but if you had sent me her name, and the bitter words she spake against this commission of the Spirit, I would have sent her the sentence as well as the other; for I cannot endure that any quaking devil should escape being damned, when as they despise the spirit of truth. I would desire you to let Mr. Frewterill, if his leisure will serve, to take a copy of this letter of mine, for it will be some labour, it being something large; it is almost four sheets of paper; he must do it as soon as possible he can, because you must send it to Richard Sudbury's before it be delivered to Thomas Highfield; and perhaps Mr. Sudbury will take a copy of it before it be delivered to the place aforementioned; therefore it will require what haste you can. I gave Mr. Sudbury information that I should send it to you first, and that you should send it to him, because it is to be delivered to that town; for 76 Mr. Sudbury, in his letter, doth desire if I send any answer, to send it to him, and he will convey it to you; but I suppose it will be more convenient to send it to you first, seeing it must come back again to Nottingham. No more at present, but my love to yourself, Mr. Frewterill and his wife. So resteth your loving friend in the true faith, LODOWICKE MUGGLETON. I would willingly hear from you as soon as you can after you have delivered this letter to that Quaker. A Copy of a Letter from the Prophet Lodowicke Muggleton, to Christopher Hill, November 16, 1662. Loving friend in the true faith, Christopher Hill, I RECEIVED our friend Nicholas Miles his letter, with the basket of pippins he sent, your mother also hath them you sent to her, and I have sent the two baskets by Nathaniel the hoyman again; you, or our friend Miles, must look for them at Milton, for I have directed them for you at Maidstone; but I perceive since, that the hoyman doth not come there, but at Milton you may have them ; and as for the cyder our friend speaketh of, John White, my daughter's friend, will see this week what may be done in it, and next week I think he will send you word what may be done, yea or nay. Also I understand by your letter, that our friend John Martin is fallen asleep, and that he hath remembered me, and the poor saints there with you, which was more than I did expect, yet he hath given a great testimony that his faith was grounded upon the truth of this commission of the Spirit, which fruit and effect of his faith would yield him peace, and in the end eternal life, which I do not question but he shall have it in that day when the prophets and apostles and saints shall receive theirs, For he that receives a prophet in the name of a prophet, and a saint in the name of a saint, he shall not lose his reward; therefore I would have his wife, son, and daughter not to be troubled, but rather be comforted in this, that his and their names are written in the book of life, and so it will be well with them on the other side of death, for this first death we must all pass through, but blessed and happy are all those that shall escape the second death. I did intend to have seen them, and all the rest of friends in the faith, before I heard of this letter, this Christ-tide, and my resolution doth hold so still, for I must get out of the way two or three days before Thomas's-day, because the parish hath pricked me down to bear office this Christmas, or else fine. The last year I did fine for scavenger, which cost me twenty shillings, and now they have chosen me questman, which fine will cost three or four pounds, and next year it will cost as much more to be constable; therefore I must get out of the way a fortnight or three weeks, until the business is over; so I shall either come and visit you, or else go to Cambridge. No more at present, but my love remembered unto yourself, and to goodman Miles and his wife, the widow, her son and daughter, and all the rest of our friends in the faith there with you, not forgetting your mother Wills. I rest your friend in the true faith, LODOWICKE MUGGLETON. London, November 17, 1662. My daughter Sarah desireth to be remembered unto you all; she is very well after her journey. A Copy of a Letter written by the Prophet Lodowicke Muggleton, to Mrs. Dorothy Carter of Chesterfield, dated from London, Nov. 28, 1662. Dear friend in the eternal truth, Dorothy Carter, I RECEIVED your letters, wherein you have given me a relation of things concerning that letter I wrote to Samuel Hooton, and W. S. with some other passages of Susanna Frith, which I am very well satisfied in, and have sent her that which doth belong unto her; for none but the seed of the serpent would have spoken such words as she did: but as for those few lines of your own concerning yourself, concerning the blessing, I did always look upon you to be one of the elect seed, and your having faith in the commission, I know it will bear you up in the day of death; but yet I am glad you are so sensible for to see the benefit of the blessing of a prophet, and that you can discern the power and ope ration, the curse hath upon the seed of reason, even to blast and wither that comfort and peace they had before so on the contrary, the blessing will make their peace and joy to flourish, and encrease to their further eternal happiness. And I know this could not have been desired by you had you not been of the seed of faith; therefore, in obedience to my commission, I do pronounce you justified, blessed, and happy, both in soul and body, to eternity. And let not your thoughts be troubled any further, but depend wholly upon it; for you shall fare no worse than I myself doth. And so you may live in assurance here, and when you shall pass through this first death, you shall enter into life eternal, where you shall see your God face to face; also you shall know him according to your faith, him you did believe in, which you never saw, in that you did believe in the commission of the Spirit, which you have seen. If you have any occasion to write to me again, you must do it within this fortnight; for I am going into Kent: I go a week or ten days before Christ-tide. The occasion of my going is because the parish hath chosen me to bear offices, either I must hold or fine; the last year I did fine for one office, and now they put me upon another, because I have lived long in the parish; therefore, to prevent them, I will go into Kent for a matter of three weeks, 'till the business is over. So with my love to yourself, your daughter, and Elizabeth Smith, Mr. Frewterill, and his wife, I rest at this present, Your friend in the true faith, LODOWICKE MUGGLETON. |