. Tales of the Covenanters. With biographical sketch of the author. girlhad been apprehended on the preceding Sabbath at oneof those field-meetings, whither she had resorted toworship God as her conscience directed her ; and becauseneither entreaties nor threatenings could prevail on herto take the test which we formerly explained, she hadbeen sentenced to be put to death by drowning—a kindof death to which several females were condemned inthose days. In the channel of the sea, from which the waves retiredat low water, was fixed a stake, whither, between tworuffian soldiers, the helpless girl
. Tales of the Covenanters. With biographical sketch of the author. girlhad been apprehended on the preceding Sabbath at oneof those field-meetings, whither she had resorted toworship God as her conscience directed her ; and becauseneither entreaties nor threatenings could prevail on herto take the test which we formerly explained, she hadbeen sentenced to be put to death by drowning—a kindof death to which several females were condemned inthose days. In the channel of the sea, from which the waves retiredat low water, was fixed a stake, whither, between tworuffian soldiers, the helpless girl was led, and her armsbound to her body with ropes. In the meantime, shewas again promised her life and freedom if she wouldtake the test. But with a holy indignation she replied,*Seek ye the life of my soul by promising me a few10 146 o/CsX Tales of the Covenanters years more of earthly existence ? Begone, ye that wouldtempt me to violate my conscience and deny my trust in my God. I know in whom I have I know that He will not forsake ^^?^X^^^^^^j^sT!^ SHE WAS SOON SURROUNDED WITH THE WAVES.[Cp/yrigitt by Olif>hant Atidcrson &= Fcrricr, 1895.] The tide now began to flow, and she was soon sur-rounded with the waves, before which the crowd the water gradually deepened about her she seemedengaged in prayer ; and, when it reached her waist, asthe day was calm, she was heard to say, Farewell, my Ralph Gemmell XcX^ 147 friends—farewell, my enemies—thou sun, and thou earth,farewell ! Come, ye waters ; why come ye so slowly ?—come and waft my soul to the bosom of my God ! Hereher voice was lost in the sound of the drums that werebeat to prevent her from being- heard. Her eyes lookedup to heaven, and a calm tranquillity settled on her face,while every succeeding- wave advanced farther up herbody, till at last the waters rolled over her head and hidher from the eyes of the spectators. You will perhaps ask me, young reader, why Iintroduce y
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