the afternoon, and John went into James Laycock's, which is at the entrance of the meeting-room, and observed his heart ached. He said to James Laycock's wife, “Dost thou not know that it is prophesied I should be trodden under foot at Bradford ?" She answered, "Well, it is not to be to-day." John replied, "Thou dost not know." James Shand went into the meeting-room, which was filled to excess, and read part of the service, but the people cried out, "We want Wroe, we don't want you."

Áfterwards John went in, on which they were a little more peaceable; but after he had spoken fifteen or twenty minutes they commenced breaking the forms. James then concluded the service, but the people still delayed in the room, by reason of which one or two of the society went away for the purpose of procuring the constables, (Joshua Pollard, son of Pollard, of Scarr hall, and Joseph Smith, late of Little Horton.) Pollard said to them, "Do you think we will protect such a villain as he? Why does he come here to make a disturbance? Bring him out to the people, and they will be satisfied." The constables, however, attended, but were intoxicated, and requested all the members of the society to go home, saying, "If you will go home we will guard him through the crowd."

Most of the members accordingly went; they then succeeded in inducing the people to leave the room, and some of the friends locked the door-John and James remaining within. He said to James, "They will break the door open; this is the day that I am to be delivered into their hands, which I saw seven years since, that they should take me and trample me under their feet." The constables inquired of Laycock's wife why all did not go away? She answered, "All are gone excepting such as are to stop all night." In about half-an-hour the mob forced the door and frame out of their places, and rushing in, seized John by the hair of his head and beard, and dragged him outside. Here one of the con

stables cried, "Go it, lads!" on which they threw John down from the top of the steps, (which was the third story,) upon the people who were at the bottom, and they trampled him under foot. Some cried "Kill him!" Pollard, the constable, cried, "Throw him into the water, and if he cannot divide it let him sink or swim."

He was afterwards dragged along the street, until being opposite the door of a shopkeeper, named Bilton, a yaung man pulled him in. Here he moved round, and cried, "What have I done unto you?" Then the door was closed, and two squares of glass broken in the window. He stopped there till ten o'clock at night, when Bilton obliged the constables to conduct him away, and they attended him to the New Inn. They then said to him, "Now be advised by us, and our advice shall be such as will be of service to you; put off your clothes, and put on a woman's clothes, we have got some here which will fit you." John said in reply, "Have you brought me here to make sport of me; have not the mob done enough?" They answered, "Nay, but if you will go in woman's clothes you will not be detected, for you cannot stop at this house, and go you must.' John said, "If I have done any thing to you, kill me yourselves; I can never die a more honourable death." One of them said, "Why does he speak of Samson-has he Samson's strength? His hair is grown, let us see it." John said in reply, " Answer me this What strength had Samson when they put out his eyes? To-day is yours, but remember you will be brought to judgment for it." They said if you will go to the Vagrant office there will be a bed provided. He answered, "I intend to stop here all night: you may take your own children there." About half-past eleven o'clock, his sister and her daughter arrived, and conducted him to his mother's, where he remained during the night. He had three of his ribs dislocated, and was also much bruised

internally, which was afterwards the cause of freqent discharges of blood from his mouth and ears. Letter from James Shand.

In the 10th month, 1831, John Wroe went to Whitby, to which place (no coach running direct,) the coach fare could not be paid further than York, and it was therefore paid to that town by Matthew Shaw, of Leeds, at the Bull and Mouth, who also commissioned the guard to pay his fare from York to Whitby, for which purpose he delivered him the money, but the guard left it at the Tavern, the house at which his coach stopped, and the porter went with it to the Black Swan, from which place the coach for Whitby started. John Wroe having to wait on the coach, called on Charles Lyon, a staymaker, in Minster gate, (a person with whom he had previously a slight acquaintance.) After John's departure, Charles, having heard that John did not handle money, sent his wife to the Black Swan Coach office, to inquire of the bookkeeper who paid his (John's) coach fare to Whitby, who answered "He paid it himself." John's coach fare from Whitby back to York was paid by John Fortune, shoemaker, who also by the same coach sent a parcel directed to Charles Lyon, containing money for John's coach fare to Leeds. The coach arriving at York, and John, accompanied by the porter carrying the parcel, entering Charles Lyon's; Charles's wife said, "We'll have nothing to do with this man or his parcel:" then Charles charged him with lying in saying he never carried money.

At John's request, Charles accompanied him to the coach office, at the Black Swan; in Charles's pressence John said to the bookkeeper, "Who paid my coach fare to Whitby?" The bookkeeper said, "You paid it yourself." Then at John's further request, Charles accompanied him to the Tavern, to the office to which John had come to on his arrival from Leeds; on arriving, Charles, without waiting

to hear what would pass, accused John with lying, at the same time professing to be a prophet of the Lord. John interrogated the bookkeeper, "Who paid my coach fare to Whitby?" The bookkeeper said, "Our porter." The proprietor being present, said to the porter, "Go along with the man, and speak the truth."

He accordingly went with him to the Black Swan, and said to the bookkeeper, "Who paid this man's coach fare to Whitby?" The bookkeeper answered, "He paid it himself." John said, "You are a liar, and you know it." know it." On which the bookkeeper threatened to have him taken into custody for an assault, but John repeated his words, and presently a mob gathered at the door. The porter said, "Then if this man paid his coach fare himself, you have been paid twice, for I paid you it; I gave you half a sovereign, return me my money again." Here the bookkeeper being detected in a lie, was puzzled for an answer; but endeavoured to Overcome swearing.

John then accompanied Charles back to his house, and the parcel containing the money for John's coach fare to Leeds was opened, and for some time left so, on the counter: by and by Charles, or his wife, asserted there was half-a-crown missing. John said, "Well, you surely do not think that I have taken it." Charles said I doubt that. John replied, "Then you shall search me." On which Charles searched all his pockets, and luggage, but found no money. John proceeded, "As you have searched me, I will have you searched;" and at the same time went out for a policeman, but was immediately called back by Charles's wife, who said she had found it, her son had taken it and been playing with it in the yard. John lodged there that night, full of sorrow; yet glad that he had obtained the victory

over his enemies.

CHAPTER VII.

Divine Communications; chiefly Commands for his own observance.-1823.

Leeds, 15th of 1st month, 1823.

THIS morning I dreamt that I was in a pew, in a large place of worship, where there was a large congregation, and many clergymen; I saw a young man of high stature stand up before the clergy, who said he would destroy the earth; and I fled out of the pew into aisle.

The answer of the Spirit: The young man whom I shewed thee, who stood so boldly before the clergy, is the Branch of me, Jesus, who shall be the life of Israel, and sweep away the refuge of lies; and cast Satan down into the bottomless pit for a thousand years. Be thou valiant, and set up a standard, and declare my words, until I bring forth this young and then thou shalt flee as thou fleddest out of the pew.

man;

Written from John Wroe's mouth by Samuel Walker, of Bradford.

London, 11th of 4th month, 1823.

I, JESUS, who am the root and offspring of David, command thee to go forth unto all those nations, which I shall tell thee of; and tell them I am bringing forth my servant, the Branch, who shall come in the name of Shiloh.

Now stand thou boldly before them, and tell them that the Mighty God of Israel has sent thee unto them; and if they will hearken to the word that I give thee, and gather themselves together, and unite as with one heart, and serve me with one consent, then