She was on the point of rebelling and declaring that the world _should_ not come to an end.

But on the whole she felt that the government of the universe was one affair in which she would have to give up all hope of having her own way.
Meantime there was no increase of religion.

Some were frightened out of their vices for a time, but a passionate terror of that sort is the worst enemy of true piety.
"Fer my part," said Cynthy Ann, as she walked home with Jonas, "fer my part, I don't believe none of his nonsense.

John Wesley" (Jonas was a New-Light, and Cynthy always talked to him about Wesley) "knowed a heap more about Scripter than all the Hankinses and Millerses that ever was born, and he knowed how to cipher, too, I 'low.

Why didn't he say the world was goin' to wind up?
An' our persidin' elder is a heap better instructed than Hankins, and he says God don't tell nobody when the world's goin' to wind up." "Goin' to run down, you mean, Cynthy Ann.