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Micah Clarke

CHAPTER XI
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'Do you but get half-a-dozen broad-brimmed, snuffle-nosed preachers into a camp, and the whole Presbytery tribe will swarm round them like flies on a honey-pot.
No recruiting sergeants will ever raise such an army as did Noll's preachers in the eastern counties, where the promise of a seat by the throne was thought of more value than a ten-pound bounty.

I would I could pay mine own debts with these same promises.' 'I should judge from your speech, sir,' our host observed, 'that you are not one of the sectaries.

How comes it, then, that you are throwing the weight of your sword and your experience into the weaker scale ?' 'For the very reason that it is the weaker scale,' said the soldier of fortune.

'I should gladly have gone with my brother to the Guinea coast and had no say in the matter one way or the other, beyond delivering letters and such trifles.

Since I must be doing something, I choose to fight for Protestantism and Monmouth.


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