Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Atlantic Essays

Indeed, so far as mere language welt, the minority did their full share. Grave divines did not like to be pelted with such epithet as these: “Thou fiery fighter and green-headed trumpeter! thou hedgehog and grinning dog! thou mole! thou tinker! thou lizard! thou bell of no metal but the tone of a kettle! thou wheel-barrow! thou whirlpool! thou whirligig! thou fire-brand! thou moon-calf! thou ragged tatterdemalion! thou gormandizing priest! thou bane of reason and beast of the earth! thou best to be spared of all mankind!” --all of which are genuine epithets from the Quaker books of that period, and termed by Cotton Mather, who collected them, “quills of the porcupine.” They surpass even Dr. Chauncy's catalogue of the unsavory epithets used by Whitefield and Tennent a century later; and it was not likely that they would be tolerated by a race whose reverence for men in authority was so comprehensive that they actually fined some one for remarking that Major Phillips's old mare was as lean as an Indian's dog.

There is a quaint anecdote preserved, showing the continuance of the Quaker feud in full vigor as lately as 1705. A youth among the Friends wished to espouse a fair Puritan maiden; but the Quakers disapproved his marrying out of their society, and the Congregationalists his marrying into theirs; so in despair he thus addressed her: “Ruth, let us break from this unreasonable bondage. I will give up my religion, and thou shalt give up thine; and we will marry and go into the Church of England, and go to the Devil together.” And they fulfilled the resolution, the Puritan historian says, so far as going into the Church, and marrying, and staying there for life.