or spoke to them, as he
tramped heavily towards the house. 'He did not even raise an eye
towards the window where my mother sits, as she hath ever sat, to
welcome him,' young Margrett noticed. The thunder rumbled ominously
overhead. The first big drops fell from the gloomy clouds that had
been gathering for hours; while upstairs, in her panelled chamber, a
big tear splashed on the delicate cambric needlework that lay between
the elder Margaret's fingers, before she laid it aside and descended
the shallow, oaken stairs to greet her husband.

Margaret Fell looked older and sadder than on the afternoon under the
yew-trees, only three weeks before. There was a new shade of care on
her smooth forehead: yet there was a soft radiance about her that was
also new. Even her voice had gentler tones. She looked as if she had
reached a haven, like a stately ship that, after long tossing in the
waves, now feels itself safely anchored and at rest.

Happily she has left an account of the Judge's return in her own
words, words as fresh and vivid as if they had been written but
yesterday, instead of more than two hundred and fifty years ago. We
will take up her narrative at the point in Ulverston church at which
Judge Fell broke away from Mr. Justice Sawrey when he was telling him
the same tale from his point of view, on the glistening sands of the
estuary of the Leven.

'And there was one John Sawrey,' writes Mistress Fell, 'a Justice of
Peace and professor, that bid the church warden take him [George Fox]
away, and he laid hands on him several times, and took them off again,
and let him alone; and then after awhile he gave over and he [G.F.]
came to our house again that night. He spoke in the family amongst the
servants, and they were all generally convinced; as William Caton,
Thomas Salthouse, Mary Askew, Anne Clayton, and several other
servants. And I was struck into such a sadness, I knew not what to do,
my husband being from home. I saw it was the truth, and I could not
deny it; and I did as the Apostle saith, "I received truth in the love
of it;" and it was opened to me so clear, that I had never a tittle in
my heart against it; but I desired the Lord that I might be kept in
it, and then I desired no greater portion.'

'He went on to Dalton, Aldingham, Dendron and Ramside chapels and
steeple-houses, and several places up and down, and the people
followed him mightily; and abundance were convinced and saw that that
which he sp