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The rebuilding of the parsonage and some unhappy essays in farming his glebe had run the Rector still farther in debt: and now, not satisfied with winning the election, his enemies struck at him privily.

His next letter is dated not three weeks later from the debtors' ward in Lincoln.
Lincoln Castle, June 25th, 1705.
My Lord,--Now I am at rest, for I am come to the haven where I have long expected to be.

On Friday last (June 23rd), when I had been, in christening a child, at Epworth, I was arrested in my churchyard by one who had been my servant, and gathered my tithe last year, at the suit of one of Mr.Whichcott's relations and zealous friends (Mr Pinder) according to their promise when they were in the Isle before the election.

The sum was not thirty pounds, but it was as good as five hundred.