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| | Rowland Hill, 17441833 |
 | | Hill was on his way to Duxford, to preach for the Missionary Society, he suddenly exclaimed, 'I must go to Cambridge, and see the widow of an old clergyman, who lives there, for I have a message to leave with her.' He was urged not to go, but he was firm to his purpose. |
 | | Hill shook his head at this, and began to repent of his bargain, as well he might, for the articles turned out to be stale. |
 | | Hill may have allowed his humor too much liberty, perhaps he did, but this was better than smothering it and all his other faculties, as many do, beneath a huge feather-bed of stupid formalism. |
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