Lady Ann Erskine and Rowland Hill

There is a very good story told of Rowland Hill and Lady Ann Erskine. You have seen it, perhaps, in print, but I would like to tell it to you. While he was preaching in a park in London to a large assemblage, she was passing in her carriage. She said to her footman when she saw Rowland Hill in the midst of the people, “Why, who is that man?” That is Rowland Hill, my lady.” She had heard a good deal about the man, and she thought she would like to see him, so she directed her coachman to […]

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