BRIEF HISTORY OF THE LIFE OF 
 
 FRED GILYATT 
 
 LATE CORPORAL IN THE BRITISH ARMY. 
 
 His Sufferings from the Hands of Roman Catholic 
 
 Priests.— His Letter of Warning to the Late 
 
 President James A. Garfield. 
 
 I^IBIOE 15 CJEIsTTS. 
 
 CHICAGO, ILL. 
 
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 BRIEF HISTORY OF THE LIFE OF 
 
 FRED GILYATT 
 
 LATE CORPORAL IN THE BRITISH ARMY. 
 
 His Sufferings from the Hands of Roman Catholic 
 
 Priests.— His Letter of Warning to the Late 
 
 President James A. Garfield. 
 
 IPI^ICE 15 CJB2>TTS, 
 
 CHICAGO, ILL. 
 
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 PREFATORY. 
 
 Fred Gilyatt was born in the township of Red- 
 bourn, near the town of Brigg in the fe»s of Lincolnshire, 
 England, May 27th., 1845, about 8 A. M., on what was then . 
 known as the Hase Farm. My father and mother were 
 godly people. My father was from Huguenot extraction. - 
 His father was born in Great Grimsby, Lincolnshire, and 
 my great grand father was brewer or maltster t© the Earl of 
 Yarborough, On my mother's side, I am supposed to be 
 of English and Irish extraction. Her name was Hird, Her 
 grand father was born in the town of Rasen, Lincolnshire, 
 and was a soldier in the 5th Cumberland regiment and served 
 through the revolution and war. My mother's grand mother , 
 was an Irish lady. I am not as yet positive about her maiden ' 
 name, but some think either Mansfield or Mahoney, and say 
 that she was a descendant of one of the Irish royal families. 
 But this has to be proved so far. Both my great grand father 
 and grand mother are supposed to be lying in a vault under 
 the old Roman Catholic Chapel in Hull, Yorkshire, England, 
 in vault No. 5. So the priest told me when I was in England 
 in 1886, but I'll leave this and go along with my narrative. "^ 
 
 ... FRED, GILYATT. 
 Chicago, Illinois, 1893. , 
 
HISTORY OF MY LIFE. 
 
 Friends and Fellow Citizens: For several years, I 
 
 have considered it my duty to write a book or a pamphlet 
 and give it to the people and humanity at large. I have at- 
 tempted on two or three occasions to write ray life, but hav- 
 ing very little education and having never written a full book 
 at school in my life, I was afraid to attempt it. My family 
 was poor or what is termed the "middle class" in England. 
 From my earliest recollections I was naturally of a restless 
 disposition but greatly attached to my mother, I had several 
 narrow escapes of life while quite youni? and one of the marks 
 I carry on my face, while I do not. remember how I got it. 
 My mother called it "her mark," as I was marked for life. 
 At another time, while oncof my brothers and I were looking 
 out of an aloft window at the men commi; home from plough- 
 ing, when my brother said to me: "Come in or I'll push you 
 out." I was a little overbalanced at the time, and trying to 
 recover myself, I fell head foremost on a stone pavement, and 
 was picked up by one of the men and carried to the house 
 with a cut on my head, but, by kind nursing, I was soon a- 
 round again. My next little risk was when one night that 
 my mother was milking a cow that had long and wide horns. 
 We used to call her "The Irish Cow." I caught the old cow 
 by the tail, and while swinging to and fro, she did not like 
 my methods, when she suddenly turned around as if to say: 
 "I will stop your fun," and gave me one great hoisting into 
 the air; but the laws of gravitation brought me down again. 
 She, catching me, gave me a second dose, but the next time 
 I came down, I was out of her reach, but fell on the top of a 
 gate and rolled off into the yard and was picked up again 
 
unconscious. Shortly after this, we moved to the Paradise 
 Farm, and from there I went to the Redbourn school. This 
 was the Duke of St, Alban's Estate and I went once with my 
 mother to Kirfon Fair and lost her, which caused her much 
 grief. The town's beadle was called, and with bell in hand, 
 went through all the public streets, crying, *'boy lost or stol- 
 en!** But I found my way home before my mother arrived, 
 to the great relief of her wounded heart. 
 
 We had some jolly times at the school, when the Duke 
 and Duchess of St. Alban would come and mingle with the 
 scholars in their sports and give prizes to the children. We 
 lived in a corner of a wood and we were greatly troubled with 
 poachers. While there, I used to be greatly frightened after 
 dark, but we moved and went to the White How Farm near 
 Kirton and Lindsey, and I was taken down with typhoid 
 fever and for some time lost the use of my right side, as il it 
 were paralysed. But after a period of time the use of my 
 limbs was restored to me and then I became as daring as I 
 used to be afraid before. I saw no danger. I remember 
 once climbing the roof of the house after young sparrows for 
 the cat, and descended down to the conductor whisteling 
 when my father was walking in the garden heard me but dar- 
 ed not speak for fear he might startle me and that I might 
 fall, there being only three small brackets holding me up. 
 But when he got me down he showed me the danger I was 
 exposed to. We stopped on that farm four years. Then we 
 moved to Colby Low Farm, six miles north of Lincoln. By 
 this time I was getting to be a big boy and was to every kind 
 of mischief, not for diabolical reasons though, but simply fo 
 what I thought "fun," such as taking gates of the hooks and 
 letting out cattle, so that boys would have a good hunt. Then 
 I got very fond of dogs .md guns. Being an expert shooter, 
 on one or two occasions, I broke the laws by shooting on 
 Sunday, this being unknown to my father. Also, being am- 
 bitiousv I left home and hired out to work for a man who 
 
made a great profession as a Methodist, One day he sent 
 mc to a field to dig a ditch, and I got into the wrong place* 
 The "good" man found me out and swore at me like a troop- 
 er. This did me a great deal of injury in my soul; however, 
 I stopped one year with that swearing Christian (?). The 
 next year I went to live at Summerton Castle next to my 
 home, but I did not get along very v/ell, So, I left after a 
 few months. I attempted to run away and join the army, 
 but my plans were intercepted by my father before I reached 
 the city of Lincoln, I came back with him and then went 
 to take charge of a farm for a Metiiodist Preacher, but alas, 
 I found out again that his temper was not sanctified either 
 and that he was just as bad as the other one, I again thought 
 1 would leave home and go to sea ♦.his time ; but, as I was on 
 my way to the nearest city, I met a friend of my father. He 
 asked me where I was going to. I frankly told him "to sea.* 
 He persuaded me to return home with him and stop a few 
 days. In the mean time he went over to my father and told 
 him what had been going on My father then came over and 
 invited me to come home. After a few weeks I hired out to 
 go on a farm 20 miles from home to work with- a Squire. 
 This time I tried to reform, if there was such a thing, as 
 there was a church on the farm and the episcopal clergyman 
 came every second Sunday to hold service. 
 
 During my stay at Coats by Stowe, a confirmation was to 
 to take place, and the young Squire warned to see all his 
 employees confirmed. So, I went with others and had some- 
 thing said to mein Latin with which none of us was conver- 
 sant at all, and the bishop put his hand on my head as to 
 confer scmelhing upon me, but it appeared to be a failure, 
 for, its lesults I never felt from that day. It seemed to me 
 to be a form of godliness without power, for; I found no change 
 in my heart. I tried to be better for a short time. My be- 
 setting sin — profanity — seemed to lose its power but it soon 
 leturned again, and while I was there I was taken sick. 
 
I had a good nurse and when leaving, I found it hard to 
 part with her, for, I though*: as much of her as if she had 
 been my own sister. 
 
 On my way home, I fell in with bad company and I spent 
 some money, which I had no right to do, and 1 felt ashamed 
 to go home; and so, I made up my mind to enlist in the re- 
 gular army, which I did and which caused my father and 
 mother a great deal of grief. And then, not being more than 
 15 years old, yet, I was a man in size, standing five feet and 
 four inches high and weighing one hundred and fourty pounds. 
 My father came with the intention of taking me home, but I 
 gave him the slip and went into the country, and on my re- 
 turn to the city was met by my mother and one of my school- 
 mates to bid me good bye as I was ordered to join my regi- 
 ment at Aldershot Camp, 32 miles from London, We went 
 by the way of the old city of York and we took in all the 
 sights we could see there, and then we were ordered from 
 there to the greatest city of the world — London — via the city 
 of Hull. When I arrived in London I was quartered on 
 Charles Street for some days and it was anything but pleasant. 
 There being a great number of the East Indies companies 
 men enlistening into the British army and their morals and 
 language were disgusting in the extreme to a young country 
 boy, 
 
 I then got orders to proceed to Camp and I was glad when 
 the message came. How strange a camp looks to a young 
 country boy who has never seen a full regiment of soldiers 
 before, and here were 30.000 of them. I was brought be- 
 fore my Colonel for attestation and told off to my Company. 
 He gave me some sound advice which I shall neve* forget. 
 My father could not do better in that line. As ihe typhoid 
 fever was raging in the Camp, I was soon taken down with 
 it. I reported myself sick but was sent back to drill by the 
 doctor who said I was scheming. The orderly officer cam^ 
 
around the next morning and found me in bed and ordered 
 at once that I should be carried to the hospital on a stretch- 
 er, The doctor still said 1 was not sick and after lying three 
 days in bed, I got up oneday and tried to^jo out oftlieroom. 
 I fell unconscious on the floor and did not remember any- 
 thing only as I was told . When I came to myself, there 
 were three doctors sitting around my cot. They then knew 
 that I was really sick, and after I got better I went back to 
 drill. One day. Her Majesty, Queen Victoria, came to re- 
 view the trooj'S. I thougkt I would like to see her, I had 
 heard so much about h*^r. So, I asked permission from the 
 Drill Sergeant to let me go and see her, which he granted. 
 I found her on Coesar's Heights and had a good look at her, 
 and I was somewhat disappointed. I expected to see a great 
 beauty, but I found her a very common looking woman, I 
 thought that my mother was a far better looking woman and 
 she was too. 
 
 In a few months we got orders to go to Shorncliff Camp in 
 Kent where I did my first sentry on the old Sandbag Bat- 
 tery. But here the sand drifts were plenty and I got cold in 
 my eyes and from the drifting sands I became blind for a 
 time, and I had nitred silver, also nitred acid poured into 
 my eyes. So great was the pain that the doctors gave me 
 opiates to make me sleep and a sentinel placed oyer me 
 to wake me up every half hour for twenty one days and 
 nights lest I should sleep to death. But the crisis came at 
 last and I was summoned before a Board of doctors. The 
 General Doctor said to our regimental head-doctor: "Doctor 
 Cluterbuck, have you tried everything you can think of?" 
 I heard them turning over the leaves of their books. This 
 gentleman said: "There is one thing more that I will try, and 
 if that does him ro good, I will then give him up. He sent 
 for a bottle of white drops and poured some of it into my eyes, 
 which gave me great relief, and after working on me about 
 
two hours 1 began to see with one eye, and two days later, 
 I saw with the other one. I consider that I am able to see 
 to-day because of the skill of that doctor and the power of 
 God behind. When I got better I went back to my duty, 
 but the regiment was ordered to the depot at Limerick, Ire- 
 land. While there, I was attacked with acute rheumatism 
 and was several weeks in bed and was put on the roll for my 
 discharge as an invalid. But I got a sick furlough to go 
 home to see my parents and I remained home ten weeks. 
 When again the regiment was put under orders for the New 
 Zeeland's war, and they wanted a draft from the depot to 
 put the regiment to full strength and I got a warrant to re- 
 port to head quarters in so many hours, as the doctors thought 
 by my discharge that I was of no further use for the service. 
 But when they saw me, the country air and plenty of fresh 
 milk having worked wonders in me, they changed their mind 
 and I was at once passed for foreign service. One hundred 
 of us marched from Limerick to the Curragh Kildare Camp 
 where my regiment was then stationed. But after we got 
 there, the order was cancelled and we remained in the Camp 
 till late in the winter. Her Majesty, Queen Victoria, visited 
 the Camp while we were there, and the Prince of Wales com- 
 manded the 3d Batallion Grenadier Guards. We had very 
 near a mutiny one day through the indiscretion of General 
 George Brown. It has been raining all day and we had 
 been out on the field from 7 A. M. to 5 P. M., when a skir- 
 mishing line was ordered to lie down on the sand bank, 
 Whether a small stone dropped down into the barrel of a 
 rifle or whether a man put a ball into it, we don't know, but 
 the General said he heard something whizzeling pass his 
 head and it had been reported that he said he would have a 
 field-day in spite of God Almighty. But we saw him riding 
 off the field as if His Satanic Majesty was after him. Ma- 
 jor Colthurst commanded my regiment that day, our Colonel 
 being the camp-field Officer, and we were ordered to quarters, 
 
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 Some of the men began to shout and some of the regiments 
 broke their ranks entirely. The Prince of Wales command- 
 ed his regiment on our left; he cheered his men on and kept 
 them from breaking ranks. When I £;ot into quarters I had 
 three charges in my rifle and they were so wet that they 
 would not go off. 
 
 One night 1 was on guard and was expecting to go on 
 furlough next morning, when suddenly rings out the alarm 
 of midnight air by the bugler from the general head quart- 
 ers, When our bugler takes it up, what does it mean? The 
 camp is at once in motion. General Ere then commandant 
 of the camp was our full Colonel and he was soon on the 
 ground, The Royal Bangal Tigers was to be put to the 
 front. The British flag. had been insulted on the high seas 
 by an American gun-boat, in stopj>ingthe Royal Mail Steam- 
 er Trent, contrary to the laws of nations. We had our bag- 
 gage packed up and by daylight we were ready to march for 
 British America by Cork. It was rather gloomy to march 
 out of camp, our colors being half unfurled and draped in 
 mourning, as the Prince Consort was lying dead in state. 
 But we got to Cork. No boat had arrived yet. So, I spent 
 my Chrismas Day in 1861, doing sentry guard on the main 
 guard in Cork instead of taking the plumpudding with my 
 parents. 
 
 We sailed December 27th for Halifax, Nova Scotia, and 
 during a severe storm on New Year's Day, we lost oiht life- 
 boats, but we landed at Halifaxon the 9th of January 1862. 
 Our Colonel gave us some good counsels on the temperance 
 question. Here, I got to learn "card-playing," and then I 
 was promoted for good conduct but was soon reduced again 
 for allowing two men to play at cards in the barrack's soom, 
 which fact I never witnessed, I then was some time at my 
 duty and went orderly to the Colonel for a time, and then 
 on the military force fc t ^ime, and then groom to Captain 
 
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 W. D. Thompson. Here, while with him, I was driving him 
 and Dr. Tewson around paying New Year's visits on a bleety 
 day. I took a severe cold which terminated into a severe 
 attack of inflamation and the doctor told me that had I re- 
 mained away another hour no doctors could have saved me. 
 Again I was promoted by the Colonel himself without any 
 Captain's recommendations as I had been in the Colonel's 
 employ and wore a good conduct's badge on my right arm 
 and the crossed-guns on the left, But I was too liberal a 
 man for an uncommissioned officer and too just also, for, I 
 would not allow a man to be imposed upon if I knew about 
 it Once, I had to defend a private who was put in the 
 guard-house for being drunk while he was perfectly sober, 
 when the corporal who made a prisoner of the man was 
 drunk himself, 
 
 MY MARRIAGE. 
 
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 I got married while I was a Corporal to a beautiful young 
 woman at Halifax, Nova Stotia. Her father was an English 
 man and her mother a Nova Scotia Scotch woman, h.d the 
 father had died before I saw her, I then tried to get my 
 discharge by purchase, my father sending me the money. 
 But they did not want to let me go as I was one of the best 
 shooters of the regiment. I told my Captain I would write 
 to the Horse Guards, when he told me I dare not without the 
 consent of my Colonel and I give him a little information 
 that I would have some one else to do it for me, They then 
 laid a "trap for me. The Sergeant Major being a friend of 
 mine, sent me on detachment out of ihe way, but in break- 
 ing up the camp, a five feet nothing-officer named Parkinson 
 gave me a wrong order which so enraged me that I tore the 
 stripes from my arm and threw them on the ground. I was 
 court-martialledand sentenced to ii? days in prison for in- 
 subordination and disrespect to my rank, but half of the 
 
imprisonment was remitted lor my previous good conduct. 
 While in prison on the old Melville Island, fresh water well 
 gave out and they dug a hole near the beach and fed us with 
 brackish water which gave me salt rheum into my head, 
 But the work was done and I made up my mind to leave the 
 army at all cost when oppoitunity would present itself. I 
 got away after six months :i-id worked with Mr. C-irry, the 
 army's butcher, for a short time, and then went to Thomas 
 Casey's livery stable and from there I went to Colonel St. 
 Clair, the Adjutant General of the Nova Scotia Militia. 
 While with him, I was drafted into the 6th Batallion Nova 
 Scotia Infantry, under Captain McNutt. 
 
 I came to Ottawa, Ontario, May T867 and joined No, 2 
 Garrison Battery ot Artillery as Trumf>eter. Jjsf^i^ >*-«-->" i^\ 7^- 
 
 MY CONVERSION. 
 
 I was converted about this time, 1 was sexton of the Ot- 
 tawa Congregational church and also janitor for the Sons of 
 Temperance and Good Templars. I had worked for Robert 
 Mc. Greevey a short time and was also a private coachman 
 to H. O. Burrit for a short time, then I went to drive team 
 for Thomas Gallagher, contractor and builder who was one 
 of the trustees of the Congre2;ational church. 
 
 I had been inside of a church only once in three years; 
 that was the Edimburgh Episcopal church. One reason I 
 went in is that I wanted to see the interior and the other 
 was that I wanted to hear Mrs. Burrit and Mrs, Burk sing, 
 I had come to the conclusion that religion was a myth and 
 that Ministers were frauds, At about the time I left the 
 Burrits, I was going up to the city one day on Cumberland 
 Street and met two men who were giving up tracts as they 
 passed along, and I saw one of those men with such a peace- 
 ful look and his face really shining, I said to myself. "This 
 
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 must be surely a minister, and as I passed along by him, he 
 handed me a tract, but he did not say a word to me and I 
 am glad of it, for, I might have asked him: "Who was Cain's 
 wife?" 
 
 The tract was taken from the 7th chapter of Matthew's 
 Gospel, 13 to 14 verse inclusively. It led me to thinking 
 and a night or two before I had taken the key of the Con- 
 gregational church and as I was like a man in a house in 
 fire, I saw no way of escape; I even thought the earth might 
 slip from under my feet and leave me forever with the damn- 
 ed. But as I passed the church one day, it was very cloudy 
 and inclined to rain; when I got in front of the church I saw 
 that all the young shade trees that had been planted had all 
 budded but save one, and that it appeared to be dead. I 
 said to myself: "A poor tree for an ornament just before a 
 church door. I must have that removed and another put 
 into its place." To make sure whether it was dead or not, I 
 went over to it and saw that it was near (>irdled by a horse 
 that had been tied to it, but after splitting its bark with my 
 thumb's nail I found it to be green. "I said : "Where did 
 that tree get its lite if there is no God ?" And as I stood 
 looking at it; thoughts came to my mind thick and fast. I 
 said: "There is something in nature for me to study here. 
 If I pull up this tree to see whence it got its life, it is quite 
 likely I will break some of its roots, and if I dig around it, it 
 is quite likely that I will cut some of them. I must study 
 this tree as it stands." Portions of the Scriptures came to 
 me that I had learned at my mother's knees These words 
 came to me: "He that taketh out of this book, from him 
 shall be taken his portion from the book of life, and he that 
 addeth to this book, to him shall be added the plagues that 
 come hereafter." I said: "If it be the Spirit of God speaking 
 unto me, I would like to know it, and as I passed from the 
 front of the church to a space between it and Webster's Hall, 
 
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 the clouds parted like a bird that spreads her wings and the 
 sun shone out in all her beauty for a moment, throwing a 
 golden hue on every thing around. I said: "Glory to God, 
 I am in a new creation and I have not doubted God's pres- 
 ence and power ever since. 
 
 I remained sexton for two years and mary of the young 
 people of that day are still members of that church. 
 
 STATIONED AS A TRUMPETER AT CORNWALL. 
 
 I volunteered for the mounted police for the North West 
 at the shooting of Scott at Fort Garry and was measured for 
 my uniform by Captain Cameron of the British Artillery, now 
 Major General at Kingston, Ontario. But I was not called 
 for on the 20th of May, 1870, for Manitoba but was on the 
 24th ji the same month and year stationed on the frontier 
 at Cornwall, as Right Division Trumpeter of the Ottawa 
 Field Battery, Captain Forsyth in command and Colonel 
 Atcherley commanding the Brigade during the Fenian raid. 
 After returning home I found that my wife had lost her 
 health, that my only daughter living at that time was sick 
 with whooping cough and bronchitis. Then our family phy- 
 sician — Dr. Leggo — advised me to take them down to salt 
 water. So, I took my wife home where she was born, At 
 Darmouth, Nova Scotia, Then I went as a private coach- 
 man to John S. Dale, at the Fairbank Cottage, After living 
 one year with them, I went to work for William Prior and 
 Sons, shipping merchants. Then moving to the city of 
 Boston, Mass., I worked a little while in the Mason and 
 Hamlin Organ Factory on Cambridge Street. But my wife 
 took sick again the day I arrived there with the lung's fever 
 and for sometime I had very little hope for her recovery, 
 She was placed under the cares of Doctor Putnam, a very 
 noted physician, whose father had been the discoverer of 
 ether. 
 
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 I ther went out to Jamaica Plains for a month as private 
 coachman to Folsomof the Firm of Hanley, Folsom& Martin, 
 and I left him to come back to South Boston. There 1 work 
 ed for a short time for T, H. Dunham in his factory. After- 
 wards I worked for More and Whyman at Tufts Elevated 
 Works, 37 Foundry Street for two years. 
 
 During all this time I taught Bible lessons and spoke in 
 the open air, visiting the sick and the destituted people ot 
 all grades, colors and creeds. I was a helper on the Con- 
 gregft'onal Home Mission Board one summer with Mr. 1- 
 vory Harlow, visiting seamen on the vessels landing at South 
 Boston. They that were in authority in the Board wanted 
 to bind me entirely to the sailors' Work while all the remu- 
 neration I was to get from them was $2, per month, that is, 
 hardly enough to pay for my shoes. I said I would go wher- 
 ever the Spirit of God would lead me. 
 
 MY EXPERIENCE WITH THE ROMISH CHURCH 
 
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 I visited that poor Roman Catholic mother who had her 
 10 years old daughter murdered by that notorious Pomeroy 
 boy, and I bought a paper from him the night after he had 
 committed the deed in the afternoon. It was for visiting 
 this poor woman in her distress, praying with her and the 
 like of it among other Papists that, unconsciously, I drew the 
 malice of the Romish Corporation or church upon me — / 
 which culminated in the poisoning of my baby-boy from their . 
 minions* hands. I may have had two poisoned by them, for 
 all that I know, for, I had another one that died under a 
 Romish mid- wife. To that time I knew nothing of the vicious 
 doctrines of that church and the wickedness of its support- 
 ers. To day, with all the facts present to my mind,I will ad- 
 vise our Protestant mothers never to employ a Roman Cath- 
 olic midwife. Apparently, they may be good-natured and 
 
all this and that, according to the Jesuitical style, but they 
 must obey the mandates of the Pope and his agents — the 
 priests of Rome — under the ban ot penance in Purgatory or 
 Hell. , 
 
 This child of mine was poisoned by that Romish nurse 
 because I would not permit her to bring it to her priest for 
 baptism in their church. At first, this nurse had been sent 
 by some Jesuits to my home. I met her on the street when 
 searching for us, telling me she had lost her written inform- 
 ations as to the location of my house I told her to come in 
 and my wife hired her for a few days at $2, a day. But I 
 could not pay any longer than agreed upon as $2. was all 
 I earned a day at that time. So, I told her as 1 was away 
 at night, that she might go out during the day, earn what 
 she could, and as she had no other place to stay, that she 
 could come and stop with my wife at night for company; I 
 would charge her nothing and also give her supper and 
 breakfast in the bargain. However, in return for my kind- 
 ness she poisoned my baby-boy. It only tells that Roman- 
 ism has not changed yet. 
 
 Now, Friends and brothers, for whom I write this small 
 book, listen to a voice from the wilderness, so to speak. 
 
 This good Popish tool of the priestcraft also threatened to 
 kill my wite, making the following remark: "I'll kill her, even 
 if it takes me five years to do it." It was because her hus- 
 band would go into popish houses to talk salvation and for 
 distributing Gospel Tracts among that deluded class of 
 people that same husband got kicked on the Street and was 
 once threatened to be shot. ' - 
 
 Then, in order to save the rest of his family this much 
 persecuted man moved to Chatham, Ontario, July i8th 1875, 
 and owing tn his past experience, he took a very little part 
 in public meetings; but in 1879,. when the Reverend E. P. 
 Hammond, the Evangelist, came to Chatham, the writer — 
 
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 Fred. Gilyatl— considered it his duty to take 'part in that 
 great revival. Then he moved to Charring Cross, six miles 
 from Chatham, vshere he was installed as the Superintendent 
 of the Primitive Methodist Sunday School by the Reverend 
 Mr. Dike. While teaching at that school on thi ad ot May 
 1880, fiends in human form went to my house and outraged 
 my wife, who, fearing violence from my own hands, never 
 said a word to me about it, but deserted her family, five in 
 number, whose ages ranged from 10 years to 16 months. 
 She went to Detroit, Michigan. Finding out all the truth 
 about this case from the lips of my five years old child who 
 had witnessed the assault of the villains on my wife, I then 
 came to Detroit, and after a while found her, pardoned her 
 and offered her to come home, but she refused. I then brought 
 my children to Detroit and offereo her once more to come 
 and live with us. She came and went back two weeks af- 
 terwards. I took her back five times in nine months, and 
 twice during that time she lived with Popish families who 
 did their best to entice her to abandon her faith. 
 
 On Chrismas Day, 1880, 1 followed her into the Bomish 
 cathedral, on Jefferson Avenue, Burgess being then the bish- 
 op of that Diocese. While in that pagan church, I never bow- 
 ed to their images, nor made the sign of the cross on myself, 
 and God helping, never will. For not bowing before these 
 wooden and pancake gods, I got blacklisted, spotted at once 
 till It resulted in my being handcuffed and dragged out of my 
 house, from my children, without a charge or warrant, on 
 the a2nd of March, 1881. As they dragged me out, a man 
 was standing outside of the door, asifhehadbeen there acci- 
 dentally. The name of this man was E. D Sales. Said he: 
 "Hello, what's going on here?" The officer said: "It is 
 a good thing you did not come first, for you would have been 
 a dead man." This man said: '*Where are you going to take 
 him to?" The otticer replied: "To the Central Station," 
 
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 "Oh," said this man Salles, "I have got a carriage here; I'll 
 drive him down for you." The officer replied: "This is not 
 the man that you think he is. You could do nothing with 
 this man." The prisoner was taken down to the old Wood- 
 bridge Station and when he arrived there, Captain Gerard- 
 ine was on duty, He said to the officer. "On what charge 
 did you arrest that man ?" "I don't know," was the reply. 
 "Haven't you a warrant for him?" He replied: "No, I have 
 got no warrant." The prisoner replied: "Just as I expected 
 it; without a charge or without a warrant!" The prisoner 
 was hurled into a cell in the midst of the fumes of liquor 
 and tobacco and the cursings of drunken prostitutes; he was 
 kept there till next day. Then he was brought before Judge 
 Miner, a Jesuit of the first choice, who, having been instruct- 
 ed in the Confessional-Box what to do with the heretic Gi- 
 lyatt, sent for a physician, asking him to examine the pri- 
 soner whom the Judge had taken for a crank. The physi- 
 cian said : "This man is no fool; he knows fully well what 
 he is talking about as well as you do." Then the prisoner 
 appealed, as being a Canadian and a British subject, and 
 demanded his rights as such ; which was denied to him. 
 
 Then the Papists lesorted to another trick. Through 
 threat or bribery, these Jesuitical demons got the prisoner's 
 wife to sijjn a warrant for assault and battery. 
 
 WOMAN, A FAMILIAR TOOL IN THE HANDS OF 
 
 ROMISH PRIESTS. 
 
 In the witness-box, she could not answer the crossed 
 questions I put to her. "Does he drink," asked the Judge 
 to the woman ?" "Not that I know. Sir," answered the wom- 
 an. "Does he not take a glass of beer i*" "Not to my know- 
 led8;e,'' she replied. "How many children have you," said 
 the Judge.? "Five." "How long have you been living to- 
 
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 gether?" Near fifteen years, Sir, haven't we, Fred.," said 
 the wife to me? She did not tell him she had six children 
 dead and one of them poisoned by a Papist who came to nurse 
 her when sick in Boston. "Docs he abuse his children?'' 
 "No, Sir; he is a very good father to his children." Then 
 the Judge said : "I never saw a father yet, who was good to his 
 children that would abuse his wife at the same time." The 
 prisoner then put a question to the Judge to which he did 
 not answer. Then a man who sat on the side bench held up 
 his finger, and the Judge got off from his bench and stepped 
 into a private room with two men. Another man sitting 
 there, said: "Judge, be careful what you are about to do. 
 This is the man about whom there is so much talkinti in the 
 town to-day." "Do you think so," was the reply? The man 
 answered: "This is the man who was in our holy Church on 
 Chrismas Day, and would not sign himself nor bow before 
 our holy images." 
 
 That was sealing the doom of the prisoner. The Judge 
 returned to his bench to sentence his man on that good 
 Romish evidence, to 60 days at hard labor in the House of 
 Correction in Detroit, Michigan. The wife turned around 
 ann said: "I did not want you to send him to prison. What 
 will T do with my children.'*" The Judge said: "You can 
 see to that, I think you have said something that was not 
 true; haven't you?" "Yes, Sir; there is not a word ot truth 
 in that warrant they made me sign. I will say again that a 
 better father to his children could not be found, and I would 
 have liked to spend the rest of my days with him, but I see 
 now that I have done wrong this time and I will have to leave 
 the city I have acted a part which was not mine but that 
 of the church of Rome. I ought to be punished myself.*, 
 Said the Judge: "He will be a better man to you when he 
 comes out. ' "Not to me," said the woman. "He may be to 
 some other woman, for, I never saw his face changed like 
 
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 that before." 1 looked upon her in pity and said: **You 
 have done a good thing for yourself this time, Jennie," and 
 as I was moved back lo the corridors, she stood and looked 
 down the long hall, almost inclined to follow. 
 
 I was a member af the Young Men's Christian Association 
 at Detroit at that time. In the dark hour, all forsook me 
 but Secretary Johnson, a Canadian, who came to see me. I 
 gave him what money I had in my possession and he went 
 to my house and got my trunk and clothes, but forgot my 
 tools at the Campbell dry dock; in consequence of it, I lost 
 $40 worth of tools. I went to prison on the 24th of March, 
 188 1. Meeting the deputy at the door and taking him by 
 the hand the prison^^r told him wi»h a smile on his face: "I 
 have come to spend a little time with you. 
 
 He was then registered, weighted and sent to inspect his 
 cell, No. 117- When asked how he liked it, he replied: "It 
 is like a slaughter pen because of the killing of bed bugs on 
 the wall,'' to which they replied they would have it white- 
 washed before night and which they did. He then was 
 sent to B, room where tbey put him to making wooden chair 
 bottoms. 
 
 Things went on smoothly except that he suffered greatly 
 both in body and mind for about thirty diy^, his nose bleed- 
 ing from once to thrice a day during that period, 
 
 One day, three ladies and one gentleman came in to see 
 him concerning the adoption of his children, "What shall 
 we do with them," said Mrs. Judge Brown? Your wife has 
 brought them to the Home of the Friendless and says that 
 she will have nothing more to do with them and that you 
 are willing that they should be adopted." His -reply was: 
 "Madam, I don't wish to rend my heart to pieces all at once. 
 God has given them to me and I do not wish to part with 
 them." "Well," said this lady, "what guarantee can you 
 give that you will pay their board and we will keep them 
 
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 for you." The prisoner replied: "lean give you no p;ua- 
 rantee at all. I cannot provide for myself while here, how 
 then could I for my children?" Well, what shall we do 
 \fith them ir the meantime? As you know, our Institution 
 does not keep children except their board be paid or they 
 be for adoption." To this the prisoner replied: *'l think 
 you had better turn them over to the poorhouse authorities. 
 I think thf^ least they can do is to keep my children as I 
 am working lor the Corporation for nothing. If I had had 
 justice I would never have been sent here, and when 1 am 
 out of this Jesuitical dungeon I will see what I will do with 
 them." Mrs. Brown then turned around and said: "You 
 hear what this man says" To which, Superintendent Ni- 
 cholson said: "The man is right enough; another man 
 ought to be here at his place," 
 
 The prisoner said something about bringing his wife back 
 to account for her false oath against him; then Nicholson 
 said: "Let her go in the disgrace which she deserves." Then 
 Mrs. Judge Brown said to the prisoner; "If you take that 
 woman back again after all what she did to you, you then 
 deserve a good horse-whipping. I shaU not know what to 
 think, whether you be a man or not." 
 
 Superintendent Nicholson then said: "I have been asked 
 several times if there was a prophet imprisoned here; I have 
 been looking all around and saw there was none of that des- 
 cription except this man be one. They all took another 
 look at him and left. 
 
 The prisoner returned to his work, the making of bottom 
 chairs \n B. room and heard no more from the outside world 
 until after the 50th of April 188 1, when the prisoner waa 
 either in a trance or saw a vision or perhaps both, as he de- 
 clares he does not know whether he was in the body or out 
 of it as the Apostle Paul said when he was caught up to the 
 third heaven and heard those things that he could not des- 
 cribe ; but to those restrictions the prisoner was not subjected. 
 
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 THE VISION. 
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 On the night of the 30tli of April 1881, a great many 
 things were shown to the prisoner in a vision. First of all, 
 he found himself bound in his cell, and then saw in spirit 
 the Judge who had sentenced him, guarding the gate. The 
 prisoner's wife th'^n came in and looked in. When she saw 
 the form of this Judge she ran away with all her might. 
 
 Then, another female form came and shook the gate, 
 but could not get in. Then, the night guard, a good Papist, 
 came also, then Sa«^an, then they all came along in human 
 form, much determined to put him to death, but the prison- 
 er had a shield over his heart, which made them fail in their 
 enterprise. But one of the fiends seized the weapon and 
 aimed a blow with it at tlie prisoner. The missile seemed 
 to take effect on the left side of the neck, and while the blood 
 appeared to be flowing and life's tide going out, three small 
 blue lights came dancing along. When just gasping for 
 breath, a meteor burst into the cell, and at the same time 
 another female form appeared, saying: *'I am sent to com- 
 fort thee, my beloved, in thine affliction." Placing her hand 
 upon the wound which the fiend had made, she said : '*Be 
 thou strengthened and avenged on thine enemies," The 
 prisoner felt immediately strengthened by these words of en- 
 couragement, and the form of the Judge at the gate turned 
 pale and fled. 
 
 The prisoner came back to his senses. Perspiration 
 had been so heavy on him that one might have wrung much 
 water out of his clothes. He was resigned to the will of God, 
 but he wondered what that meant. 
 
 The following Sunday, being the 8th of May, a young 
 
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man came in to preach. After singmg the hymn, "Rescue 
 the perishing. Care for the dying," he read several passages 
 of the Holy Scriptures, One of the quotations was that of 
 61 of Isaiah: "The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me," etc. 
 
 The prisoner being a fair singer, took part in the sing- 
 ing of those hymns. As he states, he thoroughly believes 
 that he was as much in spirit that day as wer^ Peter and 
 Paul and many others who, previously, had suffered for 
 Christ' sake and humanity. 
 
 The young preacher took for his subject "The lost coin," 
 using several illustrations. In the first place he described 
 the way in which they build houses in the eastern countries; 
 that these houses were composed mostly of lattice work; that 
 the mats were laid lengthwise, so, that a small coin might 
 slip down between the mats. The woman would not only 
 have to remove the mats but would have to use a light of 
 those days, then sweep the house diligently in order to find 
 it, and when found, she would call her neighbors and friends 
 to rejoice with her. 
 
 When a man goes to some of those ancient cities, such 
 as Nineveh, Babylon, and find something whose value he 
 ignores, it might be of an oblong or a square or any other 
 form, but is full of dirt, the inexperienced finder would throw 
 away what he deems to be a worthless thing. On the con- 
 trary, the exj»erienced man would take it and scrape the dirt 
 out of it and then perhaps rub it with a brick. When this 
 is done, the outlines of some image or inscription begin to be 
 seen. He then takes it again and washes, polishes it more, 
 then the image or inscription is brought to full view. "Whose 
 image and inscription are these.''** Why! It is one of Cae- 
 sar's coins. ^ 
 
 Now, Friend — I have used this illustration to bring out 
 another. Every soul born into this kingdom is stamped with 
 the image of God. But Satan having come in it, this precious 
 
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 soul has become corrupted and made very filthy through sin 
 or Satan. It would take a great deal of rubbing and scrub- 
 bing to see God's image in some of you perhaps. There are 
 scholars here; there ought to be none. 
 
 What do we mean by 'being converted?" Why, says 
 one, it means the giving of our heart to God. Oh! says an- 
 other, I want that for myself." What I understand by con- 
 version is simply a change of mind. Yes, and a right about 
 face. You see a man going along a road, but suddenly he 
 comes to a great chasam and a few more paces would hurl 
 him below to everlasting destruction. But he simply turns 
 about and every step he takes carries him further from the 
 pit. 
 
 Sometimes, when I go into a meeting, I hear the people 
 talk of the raptures they felt some ao or perhaps 28 years. 
 The question is not "was I born again 28 years ago." but, 
 "am I alive now, just now?" 
 
 Again: I see a railroad; there are two tracks that seem 
 to run parallel for a time, but after a while they begin to di- 
 verge till one is found running in the direction of New York 
 and the other to Chicago. So it is in the way of life, Some 
 men cannot tell you when they were converted; but still you 
 find they reach their desired haven, Again; you see a young 
 man ; he takes a trip into the country and he sees a farmer 
 at work in a field. He has never seen a field of corn, and 
 he sees the farmer chopping away with his hoe. He goes 
 over to him and says: *'Sir, what are you doing?'' '"Why, I 
 am hoeing corn." *'Why," says the young man, "I see no 
 corn; I see nothing but grass! Why, you don't call that 
 stuff, corn! Do you? Why, I thought corn grew from 6 to 10 
 feet high and had a tassel on the top and a cob on it, half 
 as loug as your arm." "Young man, this is corn in its infant 
 state. Call and see me again some day." He comes again, 
 This time, it has grown up to the knees. "Is this the stuff 
 I thought was grass? How fast it grows!" "Yes, when 
 
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 properly hoed and cultivated; but the weeds must be kept 
 down until they grow up and then, they don't affect it so 
 much. Come again, young man." He comes again. The 
 farmer is going through it for the last time. Some of it has 
 begun to tassel out. The young man looked at it with sur 
 prise and said: "Why, I believe you will have corn here, after 
 all.'' "Come again," says the farmer. He comes at the cut- 
 ting time, and lo! he sees not only the stalk from 6 to lo 
 feet high, but he sees the tassel and the cob half as long as 
 his arm ; he sees it in its maturity. 
 
 Some people think they ought to reach perfection in a 
 mome.nt, and, because they don't, they turn back to the beg- 
 aily elements of the world. But God's order is, first, the 
 blade, then the stalk, then the ear and the corn in the ear. 
 This is the divine order. • 
 
 Again, you see a family of 5 or 6 children. The elder one 
 has begun to assist in the household duties; but you see an 
 infant at the mother's breast. V^a see the others who are 
 able to play. A man comes in and say to that mother: 
 "Why, t'nat is not your child, because it does not romp and 
 play with the elder." How the fire would flash in her eye, 
 and how quickly she would reply: "Sir, what do you mean.^ 
 You have insulted me grossly when you said that this was 
 not my child, or, that it was rot a child at all." Why, as 
 1 look upon that child, I see in it the whole germ of man- 
 hood or womanhood as the case may be. All that is now 
 required to bring this child to perfection; humanly speaking, 
 is good food and proper nursing. So it is in the spiritual 
 kingdom. Every child born again, needs but good food and 
 proper nursing until it becomes to the fullness and the sta- 
 ture of a man in Christ Jesus." 
 
 When the service was over, the young Preacher asked Su- 
 perintendent Nicholson ifall the prisoners were present. "Yes 
 Sir," said Nicholson. "Every one, out of your dungeons," 
 
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 queried the young man? "Every one," answered the Super- 
 intendent. The Preacher then said: "I might as well state 
 my mission. I was told there was a prophet imprisoned here. 
 His own consort deserted and bound him, then went to live 
 in a loghouse near the shores of Lake Huron; but she heard 
 a rumor one night and she got up in haste and came and 
 looked into this prison. Had she seen her husband every- 
 thing would have been settled and he would have come out. 
 But instead of this she went to a certain city and after she 
 had been there a day or two her light went out. We search- 
 ed for her but we could not find her. We thought at first 
 that her consort was dead, as his star became stationary. I 
 was on the top of a Museum one night and I was told there 
 was something going to happen. A star arose in the heaven 
 and took a circuit course around and stopped a little while 
 here and a little while there, like a person going from one 
 house to another. At last, it settled over one woman's house. 
 I went to the house myselt in the morning and asked her if 
 she had a daughter of a certain age. She told me she had, 
 I sent in a young lady where she was and told her that there 
 was a star over her and that I wanted to see her. She came 
 out and prophesied and told me that the man I was looking 
 for was in the Detroit 's House of Correction, and I am here 
 in search of him. If he makes himself known to me, I will 
 demand his release inside of twenty-four hours, and you had 
 better not make away with him either, for, if you do, we shall 
 know it. We have a prophetess on the other side and she 
 says he is here." 
 
 The young Preacher then read a piece of poetry that 
 had been written in a prison ''n Ohio, and said: "If I do not 
 find him here I shall go ther^,, for, we have never heard that 
 this man was ever on a race course or ever sold pools, but 
 I am told he was born in a Shepherd s cot; but we don't 
 care for that, If he is God's chosen to represen this people, 
 
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 I am told that the representatives of five tribes have been 
 shown to him. We have traced him back and know to what 
 tribe he belongs, but we don't know to what tribe she be- 
 longs; we only suspect, but the prophet knows to what tribe 
 she belongs. His own consort grew weak two or three times 
 and once or twice we thought her light would go out, for, if 
 she had died a natural death, the gift would have gone to 
 another generation ; but as she has been led away by a man 
 of a powerful dark spirit, God has sought him out another 
 consort and sometime to-morrow I will have her here, and 
 as soon as she sees him, she will know him. I have got per- 
 mission from the Superintendent to see any man in his cell, 
 alone, and if any of you would like to see me, leave your 
 number with the Hall-keeper as you go out and I will call 
 and see you. The prophet did so but the young man never 
 came, presumably because the keepers never gave him the 
 prisoner's number. This was the 8th of May, 1881, in the 
 forenoon. He said he will make himself known by some 
 writing that he would do. So, that afternoon the prisoner 
 thought that he would write something to leave behind him 
 after he left the cell. 
 
 They had refused him so far the privilege of getting a 
 Bible in liis cell, saying that they did'nt give it to short sen- 
 tenced prisoners. As Fred Gilyatt sat down to write, he 
 prayed to God to guide his hand and heart and commenced 
 by writing that God is spirit and those that worship must 
 worship him in spirit and in truth, for, He seeketh suchtto 
 worship him "for, it is the spirit that quickeneth; the flesh 
 proutteth nothing, The spirit shall be in them as a well of 
 water springing up into everlasting life. This is the spirit 
 that those that believe shall receive the words that I speak 
 unto you; they are spirit and they are I'fe.'' 
 
 He then wrote the first and second commandments 
 given to Moses on M )unt Sinai. Under the second he put 
 
in italics these words : "Many have made this null and 
 VOID," which has left many souls in darkness. Even to 
 this day, the second commardment is the one the church of 
 Rome took out entirely from the Decalogue. The writer 
 has a popish catechism for over fourty years to prove that 
 the tenth commandment is split in two by that apostate 
 church to make up the ten. This is why the prisoner wrcte 
 the following verses in rhe line of poetry : ♦■ ' 
 
 •» " ■.■■-.".'. 
 
 OH, WHY WILL YE DIE! 
 
 He shall come as he said, or no flesh should be saved; 
 And time that is, shortened shall be. 
 So, those that hear it, may greatly fear it, 
 For, thus said God's Holy Spirit to me. 
 
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 So, both Gentile and Tew, may now once pursue. 
 To see if the Scriptures are now coming true. 
 Which was spoken by the prophets of old, 
 How that sheep gone astray and got far away, 
 Must be sought out and brought back to the fold. 
 
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 For. he has sent mt to cry: "Oh, why will ye die! 
 Ye, sin stricken children of men ! 
 So, do not refuse nor the moments misuse, 
 - For, I will soon be coming again. 
 
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 For, in this cell, that I am told, 
 That all that glitters is not pure gold, 
 ~ For, wicked men shall from their riches flee, 
 
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 For thus God's Holy Spirit said to me. 
 And Satan is prowling and greatly growlinft 
 For God's blessed message to me, 
 
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 As He has sent me to cry : "Oh, why will ye die. 
 
 While mercy is coming so nigh! 
 For He has opened a door on this lower floor 
 
 By His blood to the throne that's on high . • 
 
 The night guard, named Sullivan, came on duty while 
 the prisoner was writing and demanded to see the writing. 
 He took it and read it, and said that he would show it to the 
 Superintendent in the morning. The prisoner said: "I 
 don't care whom you show it to, 
 
 He then took it back and signed his name to it, and 
 the day and year he was born. There was much more poet- 
 J^ f^t^i^f ry but it has gone from him now. 
 
 JyLft/^ '^^^^ "^^^ morning, a young woman and a youth with 
 
 4^»^»-fVr£''W<>ne of the guards entered Room B., and as she came up the 
 
 *^ J' J55^W- stairway, she said: ''It is right at the head of these stairs 
 
 ^ vVjft^-v ^j^^|. J gg^^ j^jiu [j^ ^ vision. He was then with beard, and 
 
 diA^iK- ii. ^^ ^^^^y ^^^^ '^^^ done away with h«m or shaved him I will 
 £,P ' XL recognize him." The prisoner happened to look up from 
 ^ his work and recognized at once the female spirit that placed 
 
 her arm around his neck. He greeted her with a smile. 
 She then said : "He is here." * Which of them," was the 
 question put by the youth, as they had put another man 
 at the same bench. The youth said: "This is a stout man." 
 But her reply was: "It is that other man," They then ask- 
 ed her if he had been a priest, or, if she had known him when 
 she was in the convent or at school. She then replied: "You 
 ought to know him, for, he was respected by the rich as welU 
 as by the poor." "Then, who is he?" She replied: "It is 
 Fred Gilyatt, the Trumpeter who led the Ottawa Field Bat- 
 
tery to the front at the Fenian raid in 1870. I learned a good 
 deal about that raid while I was in the convent and wonder- 
 ed why they failed. I know that their plans were v/ell laid, 
 but I see through it all now, The Lord's prophet was at 
 the front. I wonder what he is here fori He had such a 
 beautiful wife and they got along so well together." ''Then 
 you knew his wife.'*" "Yes," was her reply, "She was as 
 jretty as a picture. There must be something gone terribly 
 wroni; somewhere; lam told he will get a divorce, and if he 
 does I will marr> him; I don't care what they say. I am 
 his and he is mine. If I had had my own choice I could not 
 have chosen a better man, I always loved Fred Gilyati; he 
 was such a good man, and I often thought of the words he 
 had said to me when I was in the convent. Although I 
 never expected to have a husband, but now th .t I see him, 
 I would like to live with him," The youth replied: It is re- 
 ported that he has four or six children somewhere." Her 
 reply was; "I don't care if he has got fifty; I'll marry himi 
 they will be taken care of." The youth replied : "If that's 
 Fred Gilyatt, I do not know him," and he took off his cap 
 and bowed, saying: "I have often heard my father say, *of 
 all the men he ever met, he never met a man like Gilyatt.'" 
 The lady then took two or three paces to come over to speak 
 to the prisoner but was called back. 
 
 PRESIDENT GARFIELD AND HIS WIFE VISIT 
 FRED GILYATT AT THE HOUSE OF CORRECTION 
 
 President Garfield had a vision concerning that man. 
 Immediately he telegraphed from Washington to Detroit to 
 know if there was such a man as shown him in his vision, at 
 the House of Correction in Detroit. On the answer he re- 
 ceived he came at once, accompanied by his wife. This was 
 at 7 o'clock in the morning of the loth of May that Mr. Gar- 
 
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 field came to the prison. He pointed out the prisoner's cell 
 by star light and said: "Is the man alive or dead?" The 
 reply was: "He is alive." "Then he is the true heir to the 
 throne. I will go through the prison as a private visitor and 
 see him about lo o'clock," 
 
 As the clock struck lo, the President and his wife stood 
 before the prisoner, He said that he might make a mistake; 
 to which his wife replied: "I won't; for, the kind words he 
 said unto me I shall not forget them in this world and per- 
 haps not through eternity," And to be sure, as they entered 
 the room where the prisoner was, Mrs. Garfield pointing him 
 to her husband said: "James, here is the man ; he looks as 
 if he was fit to be a king." The prisoner felt the spirit say: 
 "There's Garfield and his wife." Mrs. Garfield said: "I 
 thought he was a larger man." To which the President an- 
 swered : "The Lord sees as not man sees. The Lord looks 
 upon the heart; they shall not touch an hair of his head. I 
 will save his life, and in so doing, I will save the nation from 
 the disgrace of a crime." 
 
 Right here, it is well to state that the young man who had 
 preached there lately on "the lost coin," had made the re- 
 mark that if they assassinated Fred Gilyatt, that he would 
 land a million of men on the coast of the United States in 
 fourteen days. Said the Preacher: "I will raise his standard 
 and declare a holy war and lay your land desolate, This 
 city shall be destroyed by fire and I'll take his bones from 
 the ruins and take them back to his own land, I have this 
 command from my mother." 
 
 This is why President Gerfield said : "I will save this 
 nation by saving Fred Gilyatt 's life," 
 
 Then the President and his wife left the room. As they 
 went, Mrs. Garfield said: "If he is the man he will write to 
 us." 
 
 It was then that the prisoner prophesied of Garfield's 
 assassination. After securing his freedom the same Fred 
 
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 Gilyatt wrote to Garfield from Chatham, Ontario, on the 24th 
 of May, 188 1, In that letter Fred GJyatt named ten men 
 who had been plotting the death of Garfield and said that the 
 priests of Rome were in the back of that plotting. 
 
 Every body knows what happened at Washington, D,C. 
 on the 2nd of July, 1881, that is to say, 34 days after Fred 
 Gilyatt wrote to Garfield that there was a plot on foot to get 
 rid of the Prebident -of the United States. Many business 
 men now living in Chatham, Ontario, can vouch for the au- 
 thenticity of the above letter of warning sent to Garfield. 
 G. O. Scott of Chatham furnished Mr. Gilyatt with the writ- 
 ing meterial and even read the letter to Garfield before it 
 went. The business envelope of Scott and Flater was used 
 in this occasion and Mr. George Flater addressed the letter 
 himself. 
 
 Mr. Gilyatt also predicted the efforts of Popery in A- 
 merica to regain m this continent what they lost io Europe, 
 thai is, power over Protestantism and they will leave no 
 stone unturned to accomplish their satanic designs. In the 
 World's Fair every body can see the efforts of that grasping 
 combination of the Devil to bring to th« front everything that 
 is popish likeness. They claim that Columbus discovered 
 this section of our continent when we know that Cabot sent 
 by England was the first to set his foot on it, 
 
 O JT OF PRISON. 
 
 The author of this pampl let began to travel after his 
 release from prison. Seeing in the newspapers that a young 
 lady called Josephine Girard who had left Romanism to be- 
 come a Protestant was talked much about for so doing by the 
 priests of Hull, Province of Quebec, and same author having 
 had quite an experience with that pagan institution, went 
 in seach of that young lady,but could not find her. After a 
 
search of three years met her in the Reverend Mr. Beaudry's 
 house, (he being also a convert Irom Romanism) in Mont- 
 real, Province of Quebec, Canada, 
 
 He again visited Ottawa in 1883 and saw his old friends 
 
 and went into camp at BrockvUle with his old Battery. 
 
 J J^^^^ ^ While there, the trustees or some of the said committee al- 
 
 WpJi /5S^v^v^/^°^'^^ some one to take his youngest daughter out of the 
 
 Vv*. [(ffj^ f ^^ Home of the Friendless, Warren Avenue, Detroit, without 
 
 ^(V l^/Lc/^A^'^ permission, and to the present day refused to tell him 
 
 j4 f- t yfrwhere she is. After his children had been c[iven back to him 
 
 JL tk^^i^iu^ y authority of the Couit, Judge Chambers being m the chair* 
 
 C^ i ^^ considered the above action of that committee as an out- 
 
 ^\ i JL * • £rage on humanity in every true sense of the word. He then 
 
 J ^ . ., t took the others out and brought them to Canada for a time. 
 
 // , jJ^ He left the boy in the girls' Home at Toronto for 18 months, 
 
 ^ /t^*^' / if ^^^^^^ which time he passed through the Royal School of 
 
 Oz-'^^i-K' Gunry at Quebec. Obtaining a second class B, certificate, 
 
 he then visited many cities. 
 
 After a lapse of time he thought he would visit the home 
 of his childhood and see his aged father and brothers and 
 sisters. He called at Toronto and took his boy with him, 
 leaving the three girls in Detroit until he would return. 
 But he had not been in England only about seven weeks when 
 he got the news that his second daughter, Mary, had been 
 to a physician called Campbell, to get a tooth extracted, and 
 that through carelessness or malpractice he had broken her 
 jaw. She was taken to the Harper's Hospital and put un- 
 der Doctor Walker and she was lockjawed; they forced her 
 jaw apart, they broke the other jaw, but at the same time it 
 I .. saved her life. I sent for her and her younger sister from 
 
 I England. I heard that newspapers had published that they 
 
 had been sent by a Society of charity in Detroit. Now my 
 j readers, I want to tell you that the charity came out of my 
 
 I own pocket and^not one cent from Detroit, The only thing 
 
 js that they were sent under police supervision until they 
 
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 were placed on the White Star Line for London, England. 
 Some of my friends made a present of a new dress to my 
 daughter at Chatham, Ontario, and to them I shall be cvei 
 grateful. 
 
 The physicians who broke the jaws of my daughter 
 never went to see her, and when she arrived at the Lincoln 
 County Hospital, in England, she was brought before the 
 Episcopal Bishop and Lord Monson who heard her case. 
 She was then admitted into that Institution by their Lord- 
 ships, and after seven months, the broken jaw removed by 
 that noted surgeon. Doctor Young, and to-day, she is mar- 
 ried and the mother of a family in America. . . 
 
 MORE ALIVE THAN EVER, 
 
 The author of this pamphlet says that it is impossible 
 to do justice to his subject in such a limited space, for, since 
 the time he was arrested for a crank in Detroit in j88i, the 
 Devil made a great mistake in putting his hands upon him, 
 for, he has traveled over seventy-five thousand miles and 
 many thousands of people have heard his voice that would 
 not have heard it otherwise, He has preached in a few 
 pulpits and taken part in a great many meetings both, in 
 private clothes and in soldiers' uniform. Since that time, 
 he has been twice in camp with the Ottawa Field Battery, 
 and put ir five months in the 4th Lincoln Regiment under 
 Colonel Judge More of Frampton Hall, near Boston, Lin- 
 colnshire, England and spent three months on the North 
 Sea with the Hull fishing fleet and ^ot a copy of his dis- 
 charge from the British army; that he lost by being arrested 
 in Detroit, it being granted by His Royal Highness, Prince 
 George the Duke of Cambridge. Commander in Chief of the 
 British army. He visited St. John's, New Foundland on his 
 return trip to Halifax, Nova Scotia, and the city of Dar- 
 
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 mouth, the birthplace of his wife; also Chatham, New Bruns- 
 wick, Quebec, Montreal, Ottawa, and spent sixteen months 
 in the Royal Military School, London, Ontario, under the 
 command ofColonel Smith, and has been in Chatham, On- 
 tario, several times and in Windsor, Detroit several times, 
 Grand Rapids, Battle Creek, Chicago and several other ci- 
 ties and is a member of the Order of Good Templars, 
 Brotherhood of Carpenters and the well known organization 
 of the A. P. A,, and has passed seven medical examinations, 
 and is still working at his trade and visiting meetings and 
 pleaching sometimes and yet, after he can show five dis- 
 charges from military services and has as good recommen- 
 dations as a man needs to carry, he is still called "a crank/' 
 He might be so to those who want to cover up their own 
 turpitudes, imbecilities and sins at the expense of some one 
 
 else. 
 
 A WORD OF WARNING TO AMERICANS. 
 
 Americans, Protestants, Citizens and Friends, We 
 
 are living in perillous times. OUR LIBERTIES and 
 OUR BELOVED INSTITUTION 
 
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 are in danger from the Romish Priestcraft, The danger is 
 not only from these quarters only ; it is also from nominal 
 Protestants, who, like Papists, would ^ive away another man's 
 child and then tell a baretaced lie in order to get out of it, call 
 it Gospel Truth, They will soon be sorry fgr helping this foe of 
 free speech, free press free Bible, free country, free every good 
 gift from God. In the Democratic landslideof i8q2, we all 
 know that three out of every four nominees on the Democratic 
 Ticket were Papists. Practically, we are in their hands. I, for 
 one, would never stoop so low as to sign away my liberty, Christ 
 ian and Civil, by putting my self on a level with the filthy toe of 
 the Pope of Rome, the fraud and usurper of all treedom 
 and human rights. I hope and pray that I shall live to see 
 the convent's doors thrown open, and the priests allowed to 
 get their own wives instead of going from house to house to 
 ruin the wives of others and defile chaste virgins, and then 
 murderintj them to cover up their hellish crimes. Any one 
 who doubt my assertion in that retjard has only need to read 
 The Eye Opener and The Confessional-Box Unmasked 
 by the ex-priest P. A. Seguin, Editor of "The True Protest- 
 ant" of Chicago, and soon his doubt will be dispelled. I 
 talk with facts that occur daily. Priest Flaherty of Mount 
 Morris, New York, who has just been sentenced to seven and 
 a half years to the workhouse for ruining a fifteen years 
 old orphan girl, is one of those thousand serpent priests that 
 do the same and go unpunished. I have conversed Ireely 
 with the well known ex priests P. A, Seguin, J. O'Connor, 
 McNann^ra, Quinn, the ex monk Percival and his wife who 
 had been a nun, with Miss Cussack the late Mother General 
 of the Sisters of the Peace, and all of them have the same 
 to say in regard to the priestly bad records everywhere. 
 
 From my own experience as seen in this brief pamphlet, 
 1 believe that I am entitled to say : "Americans and you 
 Protestants from abroad, beware of Popery and its agents. 
 Cut-throats they have been; cut-throats they will always be, 
 
 Fred GiLv>rT.