efore the present time he came
to where he now lived, where he commenced selling coals, at first on his
own account and subsequently for some other person. He concluded his
narration by saying that he was now sixty-two years of age, was afflicted
with various disorders, and believed that he was breaking up.

Such was Morgan's history; certainly not a very remarkable one. Yet
Morgan was a most remarkable individual, as I shall presently make
appear.

Rather affected at the bad account he gave me of his health I asked him
if he felt easy in his mind? He replied perfectly so, and when I
inquired how he came to feel so comfortable, he said that his feeling so
was owing to his baptism into the faith of Christ Jesus. On my telling
him that I too had been baptized, he asked me if I had been dipped; and
on learning that I had not, but only been sprinkled, according to the
practice of my church, he gave me to understand that my baptism was not
worth three halfpence. Feeling rather nettled at hearing the baptism of
my church so undervalued, I stood up for it, and we were soon in a
dispute, in which I got rather the worst, for though he spuffled and
sputtered in a most extraordinary manner, and spoke in a dialect which
was neither Welsh, English nor Cheshire, but a mixture of all three, he
said two or three things rather difficult to be got over. Finding that
he had nearly silenced me, he observed that he did not deny that I had a
good deal of book learning, but that in matters of baptism I was as
ignorant as the rest of the people of the church were, and had always
been. He then said that many church people had entered into argument
with him on the subject of baptism, but that he had got the better of
them all; that Mr P., the minister of the parish of L., in which we then
were, had frequently entered into argument with him, but quite
unsuccessfully, and had at last given up the matter, as a bad job. He
added that a little time before, as Mr P. was walking close to the canal
with his wife and daughter and a spaniel dog, Mr P. suddenly took up the
dog and flung it in, giving it a good ducking, whereupon he, Morgan,
cried out: "Dyna y gwir vedydd! That is the right baptism, sir! I
thought I should bring you to it at last!" at which words Mr P. laughed
heartily, but made no particular reply.

After a little time he began to talk about the great men who had risen up
amongst the Baptists, and mentioned two or three disting