Another group of barrows on Lake Down used to be called the Prophets’ Barrows, not from supposed prophets buried in them, but on account of a company of Hugenots, exiles from their native land, who in 1710 set up a standard on the largest of the group – a huge flat-topped mound – and preached from it to the country people, who named them the French Prophets.
It is interesting to think of the grave voice of the coming Methodism lifted up here in this large down country, where there is little to distract the mind from the great issues of life; with Stonehenge on the one hand and the spire on the other. The preachers are said to have roused the listening crowds to enthusiasm, but what abiding impression they made is not told.
According to Aubrey, on the downs, where the shepherds labour hard, the people have not “leisure to contemplate of religion, but goe to bed to their rest, to rise betime the next morning to their labour.” Whereas in North Wiltshire “(a dirty, clayey country) where the people feed chiefly on milk meates, which cooles their braines too much,” they “are more apt to be fanatiques.”
Aubrey should have known, he was born in North Wiltshire. From ‘Salisbury Plain‘ by Ella Noyes (1913).