Newgate Prison, 1670
My Dearest wife and Love’s Gift,
Camille’s eye filled with
tears . . . Love’s Gift.
You have
known me to be a man of moderation and certainly of no particular public
attention until being called upon as Juror in the case brought by The Lord High
Mayor of London against one, William Penn, son of Admiral Lord William Penn.
The case against Penn and the injustice ensuing from it defines our time. I am
now myself only recently set free from imprisonment in Newgate as were all of
my fellow jurors, who do now represent, in the fullness of our resolve, reason
in retreat, victims of religious tyranny.
The
younger Penn was arrested with great violence when with William Meade he did
preach before a Quaker gathering. When Penn pleaded for his right to see in
writing the charges laid against him and the laws he had supposedly broken, the
judge, The Lord Mayor of London himself, refused — even though this right was
guaranteed by the law. Despite heavy pressure from the Lord Mayor to convict
Penn, we the Jury returned a verdict of "not guilty". The Lord Mayor
then not only had Penn conveyed to jail again on a charge of contempt of court,
but also the full Jury, including myself. The members of the Jury, fighting
their case from prison, have not merely prevailed against the Lord Mayor, but
have managed to win the right for all English juries to be free from the
control of judges. Reason wills out. Reason at last. Reason, thou art the
fountainhead of justice.
Lo that we
are all of us, Finders, and as such are known to others as, Quakers, and to our
brethren as, Friends.
We are
called by the voice within to Find those who have or may one day find within
themselves the living God, so that we might minister to their needs. We are
certain, without the forced and unwanted intersession of ecclesiastical
interpretation of our belief, that no amount of academic, clerical, familial,
or political prominence makes one a minister. A minister is one who serves and
who makes God real to others. It is God’s call to man and woman alike that
makes them ministers, and nothing else. Nothing else. Nothing. For this pure
and liberal stance we are hounded from our homes and persecuted without mercy
by a mindless cadre of effete clerics leashed to a foundering monarchy.
They are
to a man consumed by their avarice and conceit to a degree that blinds them to
the growing number of the angry, truly wronged, and skeptical within their own
congregation. They laugh at the tears of children made orphan by their cruelty.
They confiscate our property to pay the cost of our own humiliation. Families
are torn apart son from father to preserve the hard won land and necessities it
provides, save that land and sustenance too be taken away. Our sensible and
obvious rejection of implicit-obedience to their corrupt and self-serving
institution is not only our right, it is our obligation to the spirit of Our
Lord. We cannot but bear this burden of state and church upon our necks.
All strife
and sorrow is inflicted upon us by the State mandated Church of England and
those vested interests and institutions that maintain it and benefit from its
power. This cynical organ of man’s vanity in the name of God is an affront to
all men who are blessed with his gift of reason and fair-minded judgment. The
practice of self-aggrandizing ceremony and cryptic ritual staged within their
obscene cathedrals, those vainglorious temples to excess, and their stifling
constraint of thought are an affront to every word of our Lord and Savior.
Of all
those blasphemies for which we are defamed none gathers more ire and
retribution than our true and fundamental belief that no one should be
compelled to take any oath or more importantly be compelled to be baptized
without their full and willing consent, and that new born children are not of
an age to grant nor understand in their own hearts what baptism obligates of
them. The Church of England prefers instead to take control over each and every
subject of their realm before they are of an age to consent or consider for
themselves whether or not they are called to the faith. It is that choice, a
singular choice freely made, to choose to become one of the baptized that is
the bedrock of our Fellowship. Any and all beliefs or practices a man may take
unto himself must be of his own accord, informed only by his own reading of the
scriptures, the wisdom born from the tribulations of his own life and the voice
he hears from within his own heart.
This first
right, the right to choose how we address God’s light within, is the fount that
nourishes all Quaker belief. We cannot compel an other to believe what we
believe, nor can we be compelled upon the loss of our very souls to believe
what other’s do. We cannot deny the voice inside. This principle being the
first principle, requires us to extend our belief concerning forced baptism to
all areas of self-determination, and beyond to all other facets of our lives
and therefore cause us not to intervene nor judge the choices of others. But
this freedom is anathema to a church indistinguishable from the state. The
monarchy and those industries whom would be struck down by a society that
refuses its edicts, or thinks for itself, has no defense from our resolve.
It is my
duty and solemn right therefore to renounce all ties to this State and its
Church and to its agents and apologists and liquidators, in this year of our
Lord, 1670,
I have
moved all holdings from my textile factories in Sheffield and sold the lands
and property. I have sold all my holdings in and about the city of London and
have converted all proceeds to Dutch Kroner’s to be held by the Bank of
Amsterdam for my use in establishing myself, and you my beloved wife and our
precious daughter Camillia, in the Village of De Rotte, a newly founded
sanctuary for those who believe as we do in freedom of thought. We shall live
there and lend our good fortune and charity to those whom we believe to be just
and reasonable.
Signed hereby today by my own hand,
In attempt to give variety in the voicing, I've written several letters between Aaron Wonders and his wife, Camillia. They are in 1700th century vernacular, and have no direct association with the current action.
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