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<HEAD>A &s;erious Letter to D^r^. John Owen, Sent by a &s;mall Friend of his, relating to the intendments of <HI>Wallingford-hou&s;e;</HI> Al&s;o a &s;hort friendly reply to a late Pamphlet of his concerning Tithes.</HEAD>
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<OPENER><SALUTE>SIR:</SALUTE></OPENER>
<P>_IMmediately upon my arrival at this floating and giddy I&s;land, I thought it incumbent on me to inquire after the Men who&s;e &s;pirits began, and were lead forth to the late revolutions in <HI>England;</HI> After I heard of tho&s;e barbarous and Apocryphal names, of <HI>Fleetwood,</HI> that man of War; <HI>Lambert,</HI> that a&s;piring Commander; <HI>Desborough</HI> the Clown, and blinde <HI>Hew&s;on</HI> the Cobier, that accurate and dexterous tran&s;lator of Government; the two former were repre&s;ented to me as <HI>Engli&s;h</HI> Gentlemen, and &s;o our Friends in the <HI>Netherlands</HI> imputed their actions to noble and generous de&s;igns, hammered on the Anvil of their profound Intellects; where note, that I account <HI>Fleetwood</HI> a grand Polititian, by a Figure the Learned call <HI>Irania,</HI> or if you will <HI>Synedoch,</HI> as Captain <HI>Allen,</HI> or Colonel <HI>Parker</HI> lately had it in one of their Univer&s;ity Sermons; but to proceed, what the&s;e Ru&s;tical Plebeians <HI>Desborough</HI> and <HI>Hew&s;on</HI> propo&s;ed to them&s;elves, we admired, never conjecturing that this Meal-man would either Sift out a Government, or this Lord bring his Ends &s;o together as to &s;titch it up, though a man that ever managed his All very well. From the&s;e Pea&s;ants I further enquired, what Clergy-men were famous, and notorious in the&s;e U&s;urpers account, pre&s;ently a Friend of mine nominated Thankful <HI>Owen,</HI> late Amba&s;&s;adour to <HI>Grave&s;-end,</HI> and your Wor&s;hip was cried up as high as Tyburn, as well known, and as little tru&s;ted; in my Travels We&s;tward they calld you <HI>Quaker,</HI> Northward <HI>Anabapti&s;t,</HI> in <HI>Oxford</HI> a State <HI>Independent,</HI> in <HI>London</HI> a <HI>Je&s;uite,</HI> beyond Seas a con&s;cience-mender; I can &s;carce vi&s;it a Tavern, or Country Alc|hou&s;e, but forth comes &s;ome of the Learned Works of <HI>John Owen,</HI> a Servant, &amp;c. as if you were cut out to entertain all &s;orts of Gue&s;ts; if I &s;end for Tobacco, your Books are the inclo&s;ure of it, and there I finde your name &s;tinking wor&s;e than that <HI>Indian</HI> Weed; the Cooks dare not venture it at the bottom of their Pyes, le&s;t it &s;hould either &s;poil their &s;ale, or &s;tick as clo&s;e to them as you doe to <HI>Wallingford-hou&s;e.</HI> Sir, I am unwilling (being the fir&s;t time I ever Epi&s;toliz'd to you) to divert you from your more weighty concernments, <HI>viz.</HI> The upholding of your Deanary at <HI>Chri&s;t-Church,</HI> taking &s;anctuary at <HI>Am&s;terdam,</HI> &s;hould the Saints Kingdom be over-thrown, or Dominion expire; If you ask, why I make &s;o bold with you, as to inform you, how odious you are to all per&s;ons, who cannot &s;o fordidly comply with every Government, pray and preach to every Faction, &s;ide with all Innovators; how you are by all &s;erious men thought the &s;corn of Religion, a man either of a very wide or &s;eared Con&s;cience, this and much more I could tell you, but I pre&s;ume you know them &s;ufficiently: The &s;lender acquaintance I have with you, and tho&s;e &s;mall obligations, your deceitful promi&s;es, and contradictory practices to piety and hone&s;ty have impo&s;ed on me, may equally plead for my &s;aying thus much, and no more</P>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>Yours.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
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<OPENER><SALUTE>SIR:</SALUTE></OPENER>
<P>SInce the writing of this, there is come to my hand a &s;hort reply to a Paper of yours, about Magi&s;tracy and Tithes, the man claims acquaintance and familiarity with you, being a Gifted Brother, and <HI>Quaker,</HI> as I gue&s;s by his &s;tyle.</P>
<P>Brother <HI>John Owen,</HI> I have a Me&s;&s;age to thee, let not thy carnal mind cheat thee; Is Magi&s;tracy an Ordinance of God? then ei|ther in <HI>Capite,</HI> or <HI>Corpore,</HI> in a &s;ingle Per&s;on, or Parliament, but in neither of the&s;e, <HI>ergo.</HI></P>
<P N="1">1 Does not the light within thee witne&s;s to thy wrinckled face, that thou <HI>John Owen</HI> wa&s;t in&s;trumental, and by thy clo&s;e jugling with a gathered Brood in <HI>Wallingford-hou&s;e,</HI> did&s;t countenance, promote, vigorou&s;ly act to the downfall of timerous <HI>Richard,</HI> and di&s;|&s;olution of that famous Parliament?</P>
<P N="2">2 As for Parliaments, did&s;t not thou preach up, and down the Rump? After its re&s;urrection thou called&s;t them dry Bones brea|thed into, and in a &s;hort time with <HI>Lambert, Desborough,</HI> &amp;c. help rebury them, and preach their &s;econd Funeral Sermons.</P>
<P N="1">1 Are Tithes due to tho&s;e the world calls Mini&s;ters, and Par&s;ons? then why did Chri&s;t rebuke tho&s;e that Tithed Mint, Annis, and Cummin? and if the&s;e are forbidden, then &s;ure greater matters.</P>
<P N="2">2 Tithes is an Old Te&s;tament word, and (as a Sadler in <HI>Oxford</HI> &s;aid of Chri&s;tmas) then it was aboli&s;ht at Chri&s;ts coming.</P>
<P N="3">3 The Tithes in <HI>Malachies</HI> Prophecy were commanded to be carried into Gods Store-hou&s;e, <HI>ergo</HI> not the Par&s;ons Barn.</P>
<P N="4">4 Suppo&s;e I have nine Hens, and they drop from their rumps but nine Eggs a year, ile not give a turd for the Par&s;ons tenth.</P>
<P>When you have an&s;wered the&s;e Arguments, ile peru&s;e your Book, and i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter"> there be any thing worthy a farther reply, you &s;hall have it, with that &s;weetne&s;s and gravity as becomes your Per&s;on and cau&s;e.</P>
<CLOSER><SALUTE>Vale.</SALUTE>
<SIGNED>Tho. Truthsbye a Gifted Brother.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
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<HEAD>Books lately printed.</HEAD>
<P>DOctor <HI>Owens</HI> Book again&s;t <HI>Beedle.</HI> 4^o</P>
<P>A picus Tract again&s;t the Lords Prayer, which hath much convinced <HI>Oxford</HI> Schollars of the unlawfulne&s;s of its u&s;e. 4^o</P>
<P>Saints per&s;everance. <HI>fol.</HI></P>
<P>Sermons preached at the opening and &s;hutting of the Parliament, and <HI>Wallingford-hou&s;e.</HI></P>
<P>A<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="KEYERS" EXTENT="1 letter">elaborate Primmer, with Sir <HI>Pointers</HI> ob&s;ervations in 18^o. by the &s;ame Doctor.</P>
<P>A Letter al&s;o which he &s;ent to the Lord <HI>Monk,</HI> and <HI>Monks</HI> an&s;wer, not yet printed.</P>
<P>All &s;old by <HI>Tho. Robin&s;on</HI> Book-&s;eller in <HI>Oxford.</HI></P>
<P>A Hue and Cry after Doctor <HI>Owen,</HI> by <HI>Charls Fleet|wood</HI> <ABBR>E&s;q;</ABBR> now in great di&s;tre&s;s for the lo&s;s of his Con|&s;cience, Generals place, and <HI>quondam</HI> comforter.</P>
<P>A new Act, enjoyning Dr. <HI>Owen</HI> to undertake to teach the confined Officers his Primmer, that &s;o they may, when occa&s;ion &s;erves, be allowed the benefit of the Clergy.</P>
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