and offering sacrifices to him; he died there about the year 1720. David Jamie wrote a letter to his father in Linlithgow, where he was born, defining him not to trouble himself about heaven or hell, for all these things were fancies. John Smith, that serious solid Christian, who was fourteen years banished there (who died of late in the parish of Carstairs) carried that letter, and delivered it to his father: When the good old man read it, he fainted: But David Jamie, being a piece of a scholar, got himself into public clerking, and a few years ago, was clerk in the town of New-York, in New-England: I saw his name at Doctor Nicol's commission here. for a public collection for building of a church there.
Thus I have given a full and true account of the rise, steps, and monstrous lengths, and frightful end of these Gibbites; which may be a warning to the present and following ages, to tremble and be afraid of coming under the power of such demented, delirious delusions: And whereby all may see, that the man of God, blest Cargill, was not mistaken in all that he did foresee and foretell about them
9thly, After that conference with the Gibbites at Darngavell, the next Sabbath day, he preached two miles beneath Lanark, in the Under-bank-wood upon Clyde-side, upon that text, "I have set watchmen upon thy walls;" where he lamented that it had been the great sin of the church of Scotland, in setting up of watchmen, that had little or no experience of regeneration, and had been overly of their trials, consenting themselves with a clatter of gifts and learning: And lamented also, that so many watchmen were fled off the walls, and deserted their posts, frighted as if they were blasted or thunder-slain. He stayed for some time in that wood
In the beginning of May 1681, Gavin Wotherspoon and John Stewart, both my acquaintances, two serious, zealous Christians, and great sufferers, came unto him: The braes being steep, and the woods close,
