He was banished in 1634, and went first to Plymouth colony; but as the people there held the same opinions as those of Massachusetts, he was not suffered to remain among them.
However, the wilderness was wide enough; so Roger Williams took his staff and travelled into the forest and made treaties with the Indians, and began a plantation which he called Providence." "I have been to Providence on the railroad," said Charley.

"It is but a two-hours' ride." "Yes, Charley," replied Grandfather; "but when Roger Williams travelled thither, over hills and valleys, and through the tangled woods, and across swamps and streams, it was a journey of several days.

Well, his little plantation has now grown to be a populous city; and the inhabitants have a great veneration for Roger Williams.

His name is familiar in the mouths of all, because they see it on their bank-bills.
How it would have perplexed this good clergyman if he had been told that he should give his name to the ROGER WILLIAMS BANK!" "When he was driven from Massachusetts," said Lawrence, "and began his journey into the woods, he must have felt as if he were burying himself forever from the sight and knowledge of men.

Yet the whole country has now heard of him, and will remember him forever." "Yes," answered Grandfather; "it often happens that the outcasts of one generation are those who are reverenced as the wisest and best of men by the next.