But I know of a congregation, in a small place, who have had public worship for several years, but have not had the Lord's Supper administered, because they cannot agree as to terms of communion." "Well," said I, "tell us what you did in the afternoon." "In the afternoon," he continued, "I went to meeting, and, when the ordinance was to be administered, I took a seat in a pew alone.

I watched to see which aisle the good deacon would serve, and concluded to sit there, so as not to seem clandestinely seeking from another deacon, who would not know me, my inhibited bread; for I wished to be honorable in the transaction, and, besides, I desired that my friend should see me, and, if he had changed his mind, give me the symbols.

So I sat where he would pass, in a pew by myself, but he did not look at me." "How did it make you feel ?" said I.
"In some respects," said he, "I never enjoyed my thoughts more at the administration of the Supper.

I had no feeling of resentment or ill-will.

The exclusion of four fifths of the Christian family from the Lord's table by one portion of it, for such a reason, seemed to leave me in such good company, that I said to myself, 'They that be with us are more than they that be with them.' I rejoiced in Robert Hall, John Bunyan, and others like them.