oul-ravishing Mr. Shepard, a graduate of Emmanuel College, Cambridge, England, who came to America in 1635.
A voluminous author, some of whose works are yet reprinted in England, he was the ruling spirit of the Cambridge synod, which was held in 1637 to pronounce against antinomian and familistic opinions.
He was described by his contemporaries as a poor, weak, pale-complectioned man, yet such was his power that the synod condemned under his guidance about eighty opinions, some blasphemous, ofe-Whalley then extant among Cambridge boys, but now vanished.
We knew the spot where stood the oak tree, on the north side of the common, where the Rev. John Wilson, first minister of Boston and a portly man, climbed the tree on Election Day, in 1637, and exhorted the people to vote for Governor Winthrop and not for Harry Vane.
We read in a book by a Cambridge woman, Mrs. Hannah Winthrop, the horrors of that midnight cry, as she calls it, when all the women and children of Cambridge were awak