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Memoria Wilsoniana. Or, Some dues unto the memory of the truly Reverend & renowned…
Memoria Wilsoniana. Or, Some dues unto the memory of the truly Reverend & renowned Mr. John Wilson, the first Pastor of Boston: who expired August. 7. 1667. Aged, 79. Paid by Cotton Mather. ; [Two lines of Latin quotation]
Boston : Printed for and sold by Michael Perry, at his shop, under the west end of the Town-House, in Boston, in N.E., 1695
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S. 11. Mr. Wilsons Removal to New-England, was rendered the more Difficult, by the Indisposition of his Dearest Consort thereunto; but he hoping, that according to a Dream, which he had before his coming hither, That he saw here a little Temple, rising out of the Ground, which by Degrees increased into very high and large Dimensions, the Lord had a Temple to build in these Regions; Resolved never to be Discouraged from his Undertaking. Wherefore, having first sent over an Encouraging Account of the Good Order, both Civil and Sacred, which now began to be Established in the Plantation, he did himself Return into England, that he might further pursue the ⟨p. 17⟩Effect thereof; and accordingly he made it his Business, wherever he came, to Draw as many Good men, as he could, into this Country, with him. His Wife remained unpersuadable, till upon Prayer with Fasting before the Almighty Turner of Hearts, he Received an Answer, in her becoming Willing to accompany him over an Ocean into a Wilderness. A very sorrowful Parting they now had from their Old Friends in Sudbury, but a Safe, and a Quick Passage over the Atlantic; and whereas the Church of Boston, observing that he Arrived not, at the Time expected, had set apart a Day, of Humiliation on his Behalf, his Joyful Arrival before the Day, caused them to turn it into a Day of Thanksgiving. But Mrs. Wilson being thus persuaded over, into the Difficulties of an American Desert, I have heard, that her Kinsman, Old Mr. Dod, for her Consolation under those Difficulties, did send her a Present, with an Advice, which had in it, something of Curiosity. He sent her, at the same Time, a Brass Counter, a Silver Crown, and a Gold Jacobus; all of them severally wrapped up: With this Instruction unto the Gentleman who carried it; That he should first of all Deliver only the Counter, and if She Received it with any Show of Discontent he should then take no further Notice of her: but if She gratefully Resented that Small Thing, for the sake of the Hand it came from, he should then go on to deliver the ⟨p. 18⟩Silver, and so the Gold: But withal assure her, That such would be the Dispensations of God unto her, and the other Good People of New-England: If they would be Content, and Thankful, with such Little Things, as God at first bestowed upon them, they should in Time, have Silver and Gold Enough. Mrs.