FROM CLOUDS OF MERCY; SELECTED Irom tfk Journal snb tter Wxtxnhgs OF THE REV. JAMES CAUGHEY; CONTAINING MOST STIRRING SCENES AND INCIDENTS, DURING GREAT REVIVALS IN BIRIMINGHAM, CHESTERFIELD, MACCLESFIELD, AND OTHER PLACES IN ENGLAND, UNDER HIS MINISTRY; SEVERIAL OF MR. CAUGHEY'S AWAKENING ADDRESSES AND SERMONS; THOUGHTS ON HOLINESS; NOTES OF PERSONAL EXPERIENCE, AND OBSERVATIONS UPON PERSONS AND PLACES VISITED. ".'nd I will make them, and the places roztnd about my hill, a blessing; and Iwill cause the shower to come down in his season: THERE SHALL BE SHOWERS OF BLESSING," Ezek, xxxiv. 26. Ziib hIotHSanb BOSTON: FOR SALE BY J. P. MAGEE, AND AT ALL THE METHODIST BOOK DEPOSITORIES IN THE U. STATES AND CANADA. 185 5 7. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1857, by JAMES CAUGHEY & R. W. ALLEN, In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts. Stereotyped by HOBART & ROBBINS, New England Type and Stereotype Foundery, BOSTON. Rand and Avery, Printers, 3 Cornhill. EDITOR'S PREFACE. WE present the religious public with another volume, unfolding and illustrating the wonderful success of Mr. Caughey's labors in his revival efforts. It records the events, incidents, and results, of one of the most remarkable revivals of modern times —the revival in Birmingham, England. It also presents the result of his labors in several other places. Descriptions of several places he visited - the scenes of his revival labors - are given in his peculiarly interesting style. Several of his revival sermons and addresses are given. These, by many, will be regarded as the most interesting part of the volume. We think it will be found, in every respect, as interesting and profitable as either of his other works; and, should it find as many readers, will undoubtedly accomplish as much good. The sale of Mr. Caughey's works has been unprecedented in the history of religious literature in this country. In six years, about seventy thousand volumes have been sold. The good they have —-done is immense. We trust the present volume will e: made a blessing to thousands! That many a sinner may be turned from the error of his way to serve the Lord, and that multitudes of God's people may be led to the highest attainments of Christian experience, by reading its thrilling pages, is the earnest prayer of the editor. R. W. A. CO NTENTS. CHAPTER I. INTRODUCTION. Invited to Birmingham (England) - Health in activity - Goole visited - A character -- Sudden death - Visits Armin - Huddersfield - London - Returns to Sheffield-A successful Sabbath —Home yearnings — The will of God,....... 13 CHAPTER II. SHEFFIELD. The metropolis of cutlery - Scenery - Public buildings - Cholera Mount - Montgomery, the poet — A visit to Wharncliff- Trade of Sheffield,......... 20 CHAPTER III. EXCURSIONS. Haddon Hall - The old clock - A Roman altar - The " Keep " penalty - The gem of Haddon - Loneliness and decay - A sigh to the past - Chatsworth - The park - The palace - Carvings in wood - The conservatory - Hobbes, the infidel - A surly motto - His death-scene - Derbyshire moors - A touching story,..... 35 CHAPTER IV. AN EXCURSION. Hathersage - Grave of " Little John " - A thunder-storm - Peak's Hole Cavern - Entrance - Interior - The Cimmerian - Halcyone - Dell' Inferno - The Dell House - Devil's Cellar, &c. - Styx - An extraordinary scene - Heathenism, degrading tendencies of - An explosion - A ruined castle — Maun Tor, or the Shivering Mountain - Blue John mine - The new creature - Scenery....... 54 CHAPTER V. NORTON. Norton House - View of Sheffield - Felicity - St. Paul's experience compared - A supposition - Rest for the weary - Chantrey................ 76 CHAPTER VI. CHESTERFIELD. The call to preach - Hastens to Chesterfield - A great outpouring of the Holy Spirit - Charming weather - The pilgrim habit - The revival unopposed - The stolen march — Great success - Joy,........................ 80 I*x 6 CONTENTS. CHAPTER VII. PROGRESS OF THE REVIVAL IN CHESTERFIELD. A successful Sabbath - The Gospel, as developed in a revival - Divinity of Christ - Forgiving sins - An amazed population,.............. 84 CHAPTER VIII. THE LADY ASTROLOGIAN. A question - The reply - Stars above us every way - The wandering moon - The conjectural sciences - Future events - The Scriptures - Promises and providences - Prayer and Chaldean lore - Assyrian and English skies - The Bible - A light for the wilderness - An oasis,..................... 88 CHAPTER IX. SOLITUDE. Great principles confronted in silence - Daniel - Jacob - The voices of solitude - Effects upon the soul - The contrast - Revival activities - Sentiment of Herbert,.. 99 CHAPTER X. PENCILLINGS OF THE REVIVAL IN CHESTERFIELD. A great move - Effects of truth - A deputation - Singular dream - A comparisonProphets among the wicked - Their error - The wise architect,.... 93 CHAPTER XI. PREPARING TO LEAVE CHESTERFIELD. A great work of God - Statistics,....................... 98 CHAPTER XII. WALKS ABOUT CHESTERFIELD. Favorite walks - The ducking stool - The town - The old parish church - The crooked spire - Antiquarian controversy - A sonnet - Always awry -The canonized architect - Monuments and inscriptions in the church - The honest lawyer - The witty epitaph - Dedication hymn - Inside of religion - Self-educated,.. 100 CHAPTER XIII. DONCASTER. A day of salvation - An agreeable town - An eclipse of the moon - Progress of the shadow - Appearance — Sublimity - The Lunarians and our earth - A supposition - Astronomy - Longevity - Sentiments of Josephus - The moon in her beauty,... 107 CHAPTER XIV. A GREAT OUTPOURING OF THE SPIRIT IN DONCASTER. The town shaken - Showers of blessings - A motley group - A character - A diamond in the rough - A deputation to Christ- The Gospel.......... 111 CHAPTER XV. "AND AS YE GO, PREACH." A visit to York - Huddersfield - Honley - A hard time - Character of sinners - Diabolical power and economy - Sheepridge - Backslider reclaimed - A revivalist - Macclesfield - A glorious Sabbath................ 114 CONTENTS. 7 CHAPTER XVI. MACCLESFIELD. Its trade - Charter - Court of Piepowder — John Bradshaw - A singular presentiment fulfilled - Cromwell and the council of state - Rev. David Simpson - His timid bishop - Faithful preaching - A friendly mayor - Persecution - A visit to his church - A moving incident - The earthquake - Singular impression - Anecdote of Simpson,............................. 117 CHAPTER XVII. THE WORK OF GOD IN MACCLESFIELD. Blows of truth — Critics overwhelmed - Happy deaths - Sin unto death - A prepared people - Progress of the revival - Twenty-six thousand years pardon - Numbers saved - Leaves for Birmingham,.................. 126 CHAPTER XVIII. THE BEGINNING — IN BIRMIINGHAMI Looking up —The stone and its water-circles - The prophetic STONE —The great image - The common people - Raindrop and sunbeam - A cheering text - Victory is of God,.. 131 CHAPTER XIX. THE PATH TO VICTORY. The spirit of warfare - Misty beginnings - Fervent faith - The powers of darkness — Confidence in God —The gathering of the poor - The rich elsewhere —Thle golden girdle - Betting with Satan — Dear figs - Achan and Judas - A succession - Corresponding estimates - A sad conclusion - A vast design...... 137 CHAPTER XX. SATAN ENTRENCHED. Important questions- Weapons of war needed - Action - The preacher needed - Style,. 141 CHAPTER XXI. GLIMPSES OF BIRMINGOHAI; OR, LOOKING DIFFICULTIES IN THE FACE. The best general - Napoleon and his victories - Nehemiah's mission - A lesson - The state of sinners - Brain-sick - Perilous state - Baxter's illustration - Professors -A proverb - Chasing shadows -The golden apple -Satan's rich and Christ's poor - A Grecian sentiment - The contrast - The leveller - A dark ministry -High life, or the parable of the chimneys - Terrors - The Awe-band - Almost Christians - The wickedly witty - Double trouble - Fearful cases - The silken halter - A sweet poison - Statistics of intemperance - Opposition to temperance - Girding on the armor - A bright side - Gales from Calvary,..... 144 CHAPTER XXII. PULPIT DEFENCES; OR, FRAGMENTS OF WARFARE. Hell — Saying of a German lady - Not a proper motive for Christians - Fire and brimstone preaching - Throwing people into convictions - Hell as a means - The cross - Apology defined - A great truth - The crier in, the wilderness - Eloquence- The Agami - Plain preaching - The soaring preacher - The pouncing preacher- The gentlemanly preacher - The speculative preacher - The mean nobody preacher - The spoiled child - A lawyer defending his cloth,...... 161 8 CONTENTS. CHAPTER XXIII. FRAGMIENTS FOR HYPERCRITICS. A soft kernel - A supposition - Hell - A startling difference - Wisdom in swine - Hypocrites - The man of lips —The silver-tongued but strong-hearted — The comet - Sincerity - David's bridle - An honest tongue - Wholesome tongue - A criteria,................................. 168 CHAPTER XXIV. A LESSON ON PREACHING. The poet and the painter - Their pandemonium and paradise - The great defect - Lesson derived - The painter's gallery - Adam in the.bush - Deformities of character - Divine assistance - Human nature - The painter's advice - The single aim,................................... 171 CHAPTER XXV. MOlRE FRAGMENTS OF WAR. The German moralist- Blemishes of character, how treated —The queen caricatured, a supposition — Christian stature - A Swiss sentiment - Gospel intolerance - Meroz — Expostulation - A political maxim,................ 177 CHAPTER XXVI. SPIRITUAL BATTERIES AND WEAPONS OF WAR. The battle-field - Judas -The last supper - Scene in Gethsemane -The sound of a going forth —The bee and the butterfly —Shells for certain entrenchments - Example, responsible for —The nervous architect - Influence of example - The cloudy pillar -R etribution - Exhortation - Religion diffusive - A law of nature - Confessing Christ - Self-interest - A significant motto - A low principle - The snail with its house on its back - A sore trial,.............. 181 CHAPTER XXVII. HIOW TO HAVE A REVIVAL. A retarding or promoting church - How treated - Courage - Example of Christ - Character of his hearers - Scenes in his ministry- Truth, its mission - The accepted time —An exhortation,....................... 198 CHAPTER XXVIII. THE THEME RESUMED. A supposition - Christ's style - Fortified guilt - Dreadful artillery - His tears and lamentations over impenitence,................. 202 CHAPTER XXIX. CHRIST WEEPING OVER JERUSALEM - A SERMON. Weeping, instances of —Not suppressed by the Hebrews - Gilboa - David's lamentation- Jerusalem sinners - Sympathy for sinners - A cause for tears- A spiritual epidemic — Backsliders — Hope - The rescued Lamb-Floods of mercySinners repenting —A glorious scene,............ 206 CHAPTER XXX. CHRIST WEEPING OVER JERUSALEMI-A SERMON. Design of preaching - Effective preaching -Intellect reached through the passions - Instances - The obtuse - Unthinking - The well-informed - The wearied - CONTENTS. 9 The disheartened - The standard-bearers - Spiritual tactics - Tears defended - A weeping-time for sinners - Hell a place of weeping - Burns, sentiment of- The pen behind the curtain - Going in debt - Satan's object - An old proverb - A crisis - Three penitents - Impossibilities - Legion - Consequences - The Lord's uttermost - The five smooth stones - Justification by faith - Exhortation,... 213 CHAPTER XXXI. CHRIST WEEPING OVER JERUSALEMI -A SERMON. The compassion of Jesus - Metaphysical divinity - The hallowed contagion -- Revealings of the heart - Sustaining a reputation - Style, how influenced - Christ's method - Individual cases - A strong attraction - Objected to - Defended - The panorama in motion - The pleasures of sense - Expensive — Combatted - The Bible within - A Swiss definition of conscience — Searching inquiries - The unawakened sinner - Strange state - Awakening questions - Perilous - Presumption - Damned by mistake - Saying of a French divine - God is not slack,..... 231 CHAPTER XXXII. CHRIST WEEPING OVER JERUSALEM -A SERMON. A word to "A finally impenitent" —The delirious patient - Orthodox devils - A significant wish - The sin against the Holy Ghost - Consequences - Hope for a sinner out of hell - The precipice - Final impenitence here - Mercy offered - Dr. Chalmers and the dying sinner - Blue lights - A death-scene - Trembling in hell - A mother's prayers - The preference,................ 246 CHAPTER XXXIII. SATANIC POLICY. The Devil's game —Darkness —Ilis cards-An unloved master- The contrast — Sentiment of Pythagoras,.......................... 262 CHAPTER XXXIV. THE PATIENCE AND PROVIDENCE OF GOD. Abused - Wilful sin - The wilfully blind - Iron, cold or hot - A rough part of the road - A rod and honey - Contrary wheels - A precious text,........ 266 CHAPTER XXXV. IN THE FURNACE. Manner of the seizure - Sudden death deprecated - St. Paul's strait - The young recruit- The two tombstones - Feebleness — Buckling on the armor - A wish - Past experience - God's jewelry - The broken niirror - Good omens - Spanish proverb - Carle-hemp.................... 271 CHAPTER XXXVI. RETURN TO THE BATTLE-STRIFE. - SOUL-SAVING MINISTRY. An encouraging physician - Gold in the fire — Truth and the sinner - Cuts like a sword —Serpent-like - Health —Seneca's man —The inner man -A noble purpose -Job's leviathan - Parody - The true succession.......... 277 CHAPTER XXXVII. PERSONAL EXPERIENCE AND PENCILLINGS ABOUT PREACHING. Christmas day-A Grecian memento —New converts — Solitariness-T Two musical strings -The lame take the prey - Salt for sores -Progress of the revival -Sanctified fright - The contrary - Weapons of war - A sermon characterized - A solid square -Disordered order,................... 283 10 CONTENTS. CHAPTER XXXVIII. THE NEW YEAR. —TEE PROPHESYING TRUMP. Farewell and hail - Watch-night — The bitter before the sweet - Providence - Exodus - Light for the soul —A hard time -Trembling sinner - A crisis — Hot iron — Hotter fires - Louder blasts —Call for the trumpet - Tokens of God - His arrows - Battle signal - Whirlwinds - Sling-stones - Notes of victory — Pentecost - New wine - Precious stones - The beauty of God - Whirlwinds of the south,........................... 289 CHAPTER XXXIX. AN EXPERIMENT REJECTED. Devil - Pleasing preaching - Genteel efforts - A whisper for a thunder - Gideon's three hundred - Obstinate violence - Devil-arousing preaching - Shoulder of an earthquake - Robert Bolton - Sinner-awakening preaching,...... 296 CHAPTER XL. RENEWAL OF THE COVENANT AND PROGRESS OF THE REVIVAL. Covenant service - A moving season - Revival joy - Onward for victory - Wonderful displays of mercy - Newspaper notices - Multitudes saved,....... 301 CHAPTER XLI. NOTES OF CORRESPONDENCE AND PRIVATE REFLECTIONS. "A field officer "- Sheffield and Chesterfield reported - Smooth preaching - Afterthoughts - Success of the year - Safeguards of zeal - Jesus - Heaven - Sanctification- Wesley's opinion-Islington chapel- Great success - Remarkable conversion,................................ 307 CHAPTER XLII. DISPASSIONATE PREACHING. A proviso- Goldsmith's comparison - Erasmus on moving to purpose - Dean Swift on preaching - Manner - The test - War and violence - Rock-breaking - The resolve,.............................. 314 CHAPTER XLIII. MORE PENCILLINGS OF THE REVIVAL IN BIRMINGHAM. Revival preaching - Truth, power of — Heaven - Hell studies - Providential interposition- Faith and purity - Victory - New converts - Invitation card - Blessings in hurricanes,......................... 319 CHAPTER XLIV. A IMEMENTO. Beating the air - Lightness before sermon- Tea-table influences - The great defect -A resolve-A slack soul —The tight bow-string- Fearful possibilities-A throne of power - Alone with God - Outpouring of the Spirit......... 325 CHAPTER XLV. GLIMPSES OF THE REVIVALS AND PRINCIPLES OF ACTION. Sanctification - Truth in the head - Cain's offelring - Heavy ordnance - Progress of the work - A great melting — Tinselled preaching - Believing - Satan's hopeReminiscences - Sacrament - Playing with truth - Motives - Dealings with sinners - Christ sweet - A scene in Wesley chapel - The judgment....... 331 CONTENTS. 11 CHAPTER XLVI. SANCTIFYING AND AWAKENING TRUTH. A great promise - A mine - Curious hearers -Thoughts on dress - A predicament -Believing — The lark-Vocal spark-A query —A great day- Death of a backslider - Last knocks - Life-giving truth - Holiness - Deep things - A newspaper notice - Extraordinary conversions,.............. 339 CHAPTER XLVII. GOOD NEWS -HROW TO BELIEVE FOR A CLEAN HEART. Private experience - Extent of the revival-Dull scythe - Tinsel — Inequality of style - Olympus - Conjectural ability - Life not circular -Waller's letter - Difficulties stated - Light increasing - Last to give way - Prophecy and promise - Out of the fog - Salvation,.............. 318 CHAPTER XLVIII. JOURNAL CONTINUED. An anchor-hold - Accountability - The dial-plate - The moving flame - Love feast - Holy alliance - Opponent in pamphlet — Introduction - Fans the flame,... 358 CHAPTER XLIX. CHEERFULNESS AND COURAGE REQUIRED. Sadness - A Swiss remark - Cheerfulness necessary — Napoleon's officer - World's opinion - The sinner hit - Saying of Erasmus - The madman's idea - Law and Gospel...................................... 364 CHAPTER L. PEACE OR WAR. Natural weapons - Animals and men - The new creature - Armor - MischiefThe rub - Nurse of peace - War secures peace - The fenced city - Secret of war - Alternatives - Aggression - Controversy declined - Undebatable things — A tame devil - Selfish preacher - Crafty politician - Dagon - Self-conquest - Violence - Truth a loadstone - A great move,................. 367 -CHAPTER LI. EXTRACTS FROM THE JOURNAL. Birthday - Watch-night - Circumlocution - Retribution - A hard time - A great day —Zeal and health- Decision and holiness,................ 377 CHIAPTER LII. MORE NOTES OF THE REVIVAL. Opposition - True Methodists - Fair-weather sailors - The inheritance - A paradox- Wesley's visit - Art of war - Spiritual batteries - Weeping sinners - Definition of a Christian - Dejection - Errand for God,............ 380 CHAPTER LIII. MISTAKING THE PATH. Early experience - Satan's snare - Out of the path - Sorrows - Salvation,.. 389 12 CONTENTS. CHAPTER LIV. LINES IN PLEASANT PLACES. Sparkbrook House - Walking-place - The swans - The surprise - Warwick castle - Wooden legs - Saying of Bellarmine - The difference - Image of religion -First principles - A diluted gospel - Eternity and revivals —Ordinary effort.............................. 394 CHAPTER LV. INCIDENTS OF THE REVIVAL. Sabbath-breaker saved —Shop closed —A Roman Catholic converted —Justification by faith —Another Romanist converted — An apprentice — Post-office clerk, advice to,.................. 99 CHAPTER LVI. PERSECIUTION. Newspapers - Of the pen and the hand —Chips of the cross —The persecuted wife - Husband converted - Sabbath at Bradley - Returns to Birmingham - Tea meetings - Statistics of the revival,............. 404 CHAPTER LVII. CONCLUSION. Resolutions - Striking account of the revival — Wonderful displays of mercy.Closing Remarks — Glorying in the Lord- Farewell- Note,......... 409 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. CHAPTER I. TRIUI/IPHS OF GRACE.' And as ye go, preach." -MATT. 10: 7. IN the year 1845, Mr. Caughey received an invitation to visit Birminghacn, England, for the purpose of promoting the work of God in that populous town. Having laid the subject before the Lord, and waiting before him for guidance, he concluded the providential cloud moved in that direction. We thought it well to apprize the reader of this at the commencement of the volume; for it is to that scene of his labors, his footsteps appear to be tending in the following excursions to various towns to preach the Gospel, - a record of which will be found in several chapters immediately following. The reader may rest fully assured that those chapters will conduct him to scenes in Birmingham of no ordinary interest. There Mr. Caughey spent several months in the great work of saving souls, and with amazing success. Bearing this in mind, the reader will trace the footsteps of our evangelist through his various previous excursions 2 14 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. with all the deeper interest, knowing that his path is leading him to a scene of toil, battle and victory, which he himself little anticipated; where truth and error,- " the arms of God Alnmighty, and his Enemy, "- met in severe combat, and with astonishing results. In the mean time, the introductory chapters alluded to will be found full of interesting matter, and success in the awakening and conversion of sinners. Mr. Caughey's health had been much affected by his extraordinary labors in Huddersfield, York, &c., and it became necessary he should excursionize for the benefit of his health, while it allowed him opportunities to call sinners to repentance, — the ruling passion of his soul. Some account of his excursions we present to the reader, gathered from his Journal and Letters, which, we trust, will be interesting and profitable. Eighteen hundred and forty-five is rushing away into eternity, like its predecessors. It will not do for me to sit still! Time is flying, and poor sinners are dying, and eternity has its terrible revealings. 0, it will not do for me to sit still! Another consideration is my health. It has been much shaken; but it recovers more speedily, sometimes, in motion, than in a state of inaction. My mind is happier, and that has a good influence on the health; besides, change of air, and change of scene and employmnent, have a most favorable influence upon soul and body. We had a great work of God in Huddersfield, where thousands were saved in pardon and purity; * and we had a great work in York, also; but my health suffered. It * See volume " Earnest Christianity Illustrated." TRIRMPHS OF GRACE. 15 is better, however, and I hope, by keeping myself in motion, and exercising prudence, it may become better still. In company with brother David Greenbury, I visited Goole, in Lincolnshire, the other day;- David praising God all the way, and with always a choice word in readiness for the ear and conscience of fellow-travellers, regarding the life of faith, and life or death in the eternity beyond,- himself all life, and peace, and joy! David is "' A man of cheerful yesterdays, And confident to-morrows." He has an adjective for every day of the week, - triumphant Sabbaths, glorious Mondays, happy Tuesdays, &c., &c.,- running over them all in a twinkling, like a musician on his gamut, the loftiest note ending with the Sabbath, and a shout of "Glory, hallelujah!" We had a large assembly in the afternoon, to whom I preached with sweet liberty; — the Lord was among the people indeed; -after which, we took tea with about five hundred people in the Philosophical Hall. The congregation was much larger at night, the chapel being literally crammed, aisles and all. Before I ascended the pulpit, a brother informed me that a local preacher, who had been present in the afternoon meeting, had died suddenly. He left the chapel, walked a short distance, became faint, reclined, and in a few moments found himself g, A d in the gap Between the life that is, and that which is to come, Awaiting judgment;" when those standing by, exclaimed,, He is dead! Yes, he had passed over Jordan at the narrowest place, —" absent 16 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. from the body, present with the Lord." 0, what a change! The announcement had a very solemn effect upon the congregation. Little did I think, I remarked, when addressing you this afternoon, that there sat one among you who would be my Lord's guest, and " step with him" tonight in Paradise. The audience seemed electrified. 0, how awfully glorious to behold that great mass of human beings waving to and fro, like a forest in a gale,- spread over aisles, gallery stairs, pulpit stairs, - every available space above and below crammed to the utmost capacity of the chapel! This prepared them for my text and sermon, which had a great effect upon sinners; of whom many were "the slaiz of the Lord, - twenty-five of whom found mercy, and nine purity of heart. From Goole, David and I hastened to Armin, where I preached twice, and had a few saved. We were entertained at the mansion of Edward Thompson, Esq.,-David's home when in these parts. Thence we hastened to Huddersfield, where I preached to a noble congregation in Buxton Road Chapel, in behalf of a small, favorite school, which needed funds; obtained for them fifty-eight pounds, or nearly three hundred dollars; but, better than money, we had over thirty souls converted to Christ before we parted. Hallelujah! Well, David Greenbury is a character;- like his namesake in the Scriptures, seldom without a psalm or a hymn in his mouth. How he sings - everywhere, tirelessly, like those above; as if his heaven is everywhere, which is really the case,- sings 6 As if he wished the firmament of heaven Should listen, and give back to him the voice Of his triumphant constancy and love." TRIUMPHS OF GRACE. 17 After taking an affectionate leave of David, I hastened up to London by railway, in company with Joseph WTgebb, Esq. We rode all night, during which I worked hard upon an index for my fourth volume of Letters; but about daybreak sleep quite overcame me, and I sank down on the floor of the car and slept. And now here I am in Sheffield. We spent only a couple of days in London. This is a precious spot to me; memorable, as being the scene of one of the greatest victories my Lord Jesus ever achieved by my ministry; where, in something less than four months, upwards of three tho usand persons professed to obtain the forgiveness of sins, and nearly fifteen. hundred sanctifying grace! I do realize the sentiment of that Scottish divine, who said, " Sweet are the spots where Imrnanualtel has ever shown his glorious power in the conviction and conversion of sinners. The wvorld loves to muse on the scenes where battles were fought and victories won. Should not we love the spots where our great Captain has won his amazing victories? Is not the conversion of a soul more worthy to be spoken of than the taking of Acre? " Let Matt. 16: 26, set its seal upon the sentiment, and upon my heart for ever and ever. Amen. A year has passed away since that great work of God, but the glory and power of God have not passed away. They are still revealed among the assemblies of his people in Sheffieldl; -no rediction. Blessed be Jesus for that work of holiness which accompanied the revival! Much of the permanence is traceable to that. I preached twice yesterday in Brunswick Chapel. We had a high day in the courts of our God; seventy-six souls were justified, of whom thirty-five were from the world; thirty-three persons besides, obtained purity of heart. - Matt. 5: 8. Total, 2* 18 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. one hundred and nine; —so report the secretaries, and they registered with conscientious care, having conversed individually with each subject of divine mercy and goodness. All glory be to God on high, and on the earth peace and good will. Amen. Pondering upon that couplet of an old poet; -felt I could honestly appropriate it: "My armor is my honest thought, And simple truth my highest aim." But, - a poor captive of my Lord, wandering to and fro, swayed hither and thither, like the tides of the sea, attracted by his love, but having no certain dwelling-place; yet welcome everywhere, and in no place more than in Shirley House, near Sheffield, - still a loneliness and a weariness will creep over me; and a home, like other men, and domestic comforts, excite sighs which are sternly suppressed. And so girding on the armor again, and buckling it tight about me, " fly on the prey, and seize the prize; " and shout the victory won through the blood of the Lamb, and the word of our testimony! But on these accounts I need more religion than other men, differently circumstanced. It is a great point of victory, I find, to have power over one's own will; or, rather, to let the will of God rule it. As good Richard Baxter says, the will is to rule the faculties, and God is to rule the will! - that if ever God is dethroned from thence, it is self that does it, and seats itself in his place, and so self rules the will, or the will rules self. In either case, he shows it is to have a fool for one's master; it is to be at the choice and disposal of a fool and an enemy, and to be in such hands as would certainly undo us. But he would have TRIUMPHS OF GRACE. 19 the will of God in our will and faculties, as the first wheel in the clock, by which all the lesser wheels are moved. That is a rousing thought, that a will that is not dependent upon God's will, is an idol, usurping the prerogative of God! We have a will to do something or other continually, but it is of the first consequence one should know what it is that commands the will, -God or self; holiness or depravity; Christ or the Devil. 0, but I do know and feel that the Lord God rules this will of mine! - the will of God is the first wheel, and that sets all the lesser wheels agoing. But my soul is weak in itself, -'" weaker than a bruised reed; " and unless grace and purity are bestowed from moment to moment, there is no standing. Lord, help me, and keep me thine forever! Amen. CHAPTER II. SHEFFIELD. IN consequence of heavy demands made upon my time by a large number of correspondents, and the many engagements necessarily connected with a great revival, I have been hindered, till now, from giving you the desired information respecting this interesting town. As the result of the same hindrances, my sketch must, even now, be brief; indeed, the very meagre materials which the history of the town offers rather incline me to this. Sheffield is the great metropolis of English cutlery and other hardware manufactories. It has been distinguished, I believe, from the earliest periods of its history, for this department of human ingenuity and industry. Iron arrowheads, and a particular sort of weapon-knife, were articles which employed the artisans of Sheffield, in very early times, long before the use of fire-arms became general. An abundance of minerals, coal, and iron-stone, in the neighborhood, indicated the destiny of Sheffield, as if by a decree of Providence itself; the locality being so peculiarly adapted to the processes of metallic mnanufactories; - to which may be added, several important streams of water, advantageous for grinding purposes. And to what wondrous perfection have they carried the art of metallic transformnations! I was thinking, to-day, were Tutbal- Cain to revisit the earth, and wend his way to SHEFFIELD. 21 Sheffield, it would surprise him to behold the progress of his favorite art since his day - Gen. 4: 22. Mrs. Sigourney has ingeniously woven into verse the " fierce ore meltings, transmutations," and many curious things which are wrought out by " hard hammerings," on this "the world's anvil," with as much ease as if they had been bhut "threads of silky filaments." Speaking of her visit to Sheffield, she says: "' Many a curious thing Was shown us, too, at Sheffield; ornaments, And thousand-bladed knives, and fairy tools For ladies' fingers, when the thread they lead Through finest lawn; and silver richly chased To make the festal board so beautiful, That unawares the tempted matron's hand Invades her husband's purse. But as for me, Though the whole art was patiently explained, From the first piling of the earthly ore, In its dark ovens, to its pouring forth With brilliant scintillations, in the form Of liquid steel; or its last lustrous face, And finest network; yet I'm fain to say, The manufacturing interest would find In me a poor interpreter. I doubt My own capacity to comprehend Such transmutations, and confess with shame Their processes do strike my simple mind Like necromancy. And I felt no joy Among the crucibles and cutlery, Compared to that, which on the breezy heights Met me at every change, or, mid the walks Of the botanic garden, freshly sprang From every flower." We visited, a few days since, the botanical and horticultural gardens, to which the closing lines of the above allude, 22 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. and were'highly delighted with the place. These gardens comprise about eighteen acres, extending over a gentle declivity, embellished tastefully with flowery parterres, agreeable walks, with plantations and shrubberies on either hand. Here and there we noticed some choice plants from foreign climes. The conservatories are more than one hundred yards long, ornamented with Corinthian pillars, and filled with a choice assortment of all kinds of valuable plants. The principal entrance to the gardens is an elegant Ionic structure, differing little from a similar construction at the temple of Ilyssus, at Athens. The second and lower entrance is in the style of a Swiss cottage. Sheffield is pleasantly situated near the conflux of the rivers Don and Sheaf, and spreads itself along the uneven slopes of gently swelling hills, which rise above the town till they are gradually overtopped by other hills of considerable magnitude. I was particularly struck, when walking through the town, with a succession of beautiful views of the neighboring landscape. I do not remember any other town so peculiarly privileged. There is scarcely a street, indeed, of any importance, that does not afford a pleasing glimpse of verdant hills, enriched by trees and tracts of woodland, in which are nestled the pretty mansions of wealthy citizens; many of whom have " mcade their fortunes in the Sheffield trade," but who love their native town too well, and are too well aware of its pleasant and healthy situation, to leave it and spend their fortunes elsewhere. Such views as I have been speaking of must, however, always be taken to windward; especially when there is wind sufficient to waft the clouds of smoke. Or, to be more poetical (for I am now in a town " immortalized by the presence of poets,"- to be more poetical, then), the view SHEFFIELD. 23 must be taken when the wind " lifts a fold of the inky cloak," Sheffield's most fashionable and most popular garment, and throws it over, not the nakedness of the land, but over some of the noblest forms of adorned nature; otherwise the stranger is left to the dictations of his own imaginings. But the scenery is not sufficiently stupendous to impart those impressions of' romnantic grandeur;" to which a vague and dusky medium, such as this, is so peculiarly favorable. Rural beauty, set off by a particularly happy amphitheatrical arrangement of hills, which make a near approach to the picturesque, is, perhaps, the leading characteristic of Sheffield scenery. Nature is really beautiful around Sheffield, but she is too frequently veiled; and I have been offended with Sheffield sometimes on that account. It seems as if the old town indulged in fits of jealousy, and was determined to conceal her lovely features, beaming out, as they often do, from the embrace of guardian hills. To one who has been long accustomed to the transparent atmosphere which is drawn over American scenery, such an intervention is far from being pleasing; particularly, too, when he is aware that England, when she has "fair play," presents as lovely a face to the eye of a beholder, as any country in this round world. It is right to say, however, that there are seasons, in the absence of the smoky mood, when Nature, in the vicinity of Sheffield, stands forth to the view of her admirers in unveiled loveliness. In every direction around the town the visitor is treated with a variety of beautiful views: "The woodland, waving o'er the landscape's pride; The mansions, scattered o'er its sloping side; The cornfields, yellow with autumnal wealth; The meadows, verdant with the hues of health; 24 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. The lifeless walls, that intersect the fields; The quick-thorn hedge, which now its fragrance yields; Yon neighboring town, capped with its cloud of smoke; The ceaseless sound with which the calm is broke." The rivers, streams, and reservoirs, which supply grindingwheels and forges, are pretty objects. Those busy wheels and tiny cataracts, situated as they are in retired dells and shady groves, rather increase than lessen the power of that pleasing calm which belongs to deep solitude. In the ravine of the Rivelin, the eye is cheered with a succession of small transparent lakes, — rather artificial reservoirs of pure water, for the benefit of the town,- resembling so many crystal mirrors, where dame Nature may look down and see herself as others see her. The country, indeed, for many miles around, is rich in all those objects which beautify a landscape. It is remarkably well wooded; hills and valleys are in a high state of cultivation. Sheffield, geographically considered, holds a position somewhat central between tHull, Hu-tddersfield, Leeds, York, Manchester, Liverpool, Nottinghavm, and Birminghamn. The parish church is a rectangular Gothic fabric, surmounted by a lofty spire. The site is at once central and commanding. It contains several ancient monuments. None of them, I believe, possess greater interest than some modern productions. I mean those which have emanated friom the chisel of the celebrated Chantrey; one, especially, " the eldest born of his chisel," a bust of a clergyman, is considered, by citizen and stranger, as the glory of the edifice. St. Paul's church has a Grecian aspect. A bust of one of its former ministers, by Chantrey, adorns the interior, and is the principal object of attraction to the admirers of SHEFFIELD. 25 the arts. You will not, I presume, deem it desirable I should enumerate and describe all the churches of the Establishment in this town, or those of other denominations. Those belonging to the Wesleyan Methodists will be the most interesting to you, as they are connected with the present scene of my labors. Norfolk-street Chapel is the oldest place of worship among the Wesleyans, having been built in 1780. Carverstreet Chapel is a plain, commodious edifice, erected in 1804. It contains an elegant mural monument, to the memory of the late Mr. Henry Longden, with whose Memoirs, you will remember, we were so much pleased and profited. His name in Sheffield, and, indeed, in almost all parts of England, is as ointment poured forth. I have formed a most agreeable acquaintance with his son and biographer. His health is, at present, extremely delicate; but he inherits his father's talents and piety, with his name, and enters, so far as health will allow, "heart and soul" into the revival. With himself and Mrs. Longden, and their excellent family, I have formed an acquaintance that will, I trust, be perpetuated above. Ebenezer Chapel, a pseudo-Gothic structure, surmounted by a tower (a strange appendix, by the way, for an English Wesleyan Chapel), was erected in 1823. It is a neat building. Here I commenced my labors in Sheffield. Bridgehouses Chapel is a substantial building. The Park Chapel I have not yet seen. Brunswick Chapel is my favorite. It is really a handsome edifice, with a noble Doric portico. In no other chapel, throughout my travels in this country, have I preached with so much ease and satisfaction, and, perhaps, I may add, SUCCESS. It accommodates about two thousand hearers. 3 26 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. Of the various "literary edifices" of Sheffield I can say little more than what relates to their architecture. My time is so completely engrossed, that I cannot command even an hour to obtain additional information. The Wesleyan Proprietary Grammar School' presents an extensive and lofty front. Its porticos are of the Corinthian order. It is, when viewed from a distance, altogether a noble and beautiful structure. As there is some probability of your paying Sheffield a visit, it is best, perhaps, not to be too lavish of -my praise. The columns of the portico, in front of the college, never satisfy my eye upon a nearer approach. I know you will demand my reason; and my knowledge of your architectural taste and acquirements renders me somewhat shy of assigning it. But I suppose we should not find fault unless we can tell "' the why and the wherefore;" and that is not always easy or safe; especially for one who makes no pretensions to connoisseurship in architecture. Well, then, I shall venture to say, the columns of the portico are too slender; their diameters do not appear proportionate to their altitude. The intercolumniations seem too large, and appear to fall into the manner of the'eczlCtoUvTo05 (Areeostylos) arrangement; a style that strikes me as being unfavorable to columnar effect, unless the shafts of the columns are proportionate in thickness to the distances by which they are separated. There is that in the space or air which is interposed between the columns, which apparently lessens their real thickness, and should, therefore, be provided for by adjusting the proportions of the columns to the quantity of air interposed between them. I only write from mere impression, and not from any pre*Now Wesley College. SHEFFIELD. 27 cise acquaintance with the rules which belong to the several styles of intercolumniation in architecture. However highly we are pleased with utility, there is that in our nature which relishes beauty, in architecture. The eye is ever seeking for it, is disappointed at not finding it, or in beholding anything to mar it. The accomplished architect, I may also add, is ever awake to those proportions which satisfy and please. With these slight exceptions, this edifice takes its place with the handsornest scholastic institutions I have seen in England. The interior arrangements are admirable. The literary departments are conducted with singular ability. The Rev. John M3anners, the first master, is a clergyman of the Church of England. He is a most agreeable gentleman, possessing qualities of the first order as a teacher; and is a devoted Christian. With him I have also formed an agreeable acquaintance, which, I trust, will last forever. The institution, I understand, occupies a high place in publie estimation. Methodist parents send their boys to be educated here, from various parts of England, with a confidence, which must be a great relief to a parent's heart, that their moral and religious welfare will be as conscientiously guarded as when under the parental roof. The edifice was erected at an expense to the proprietors of more than ten thousand pounds. The pleasure grounds, comprising about six acres, cost between four and five thousand pounds sterling, in addition. A short distance below the Wesleyan College stands the Collegiate School. The edifice is upon a much smaller scale, with little more than half the pleasure grounds. But the situation is agreeable, and the style of architecture, Tudor Gothic, is peculiarly pleasing. Near to these institutions, on the gentle slopes of the opposite hill, with the 28 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. vale of Sharrow interposed, is the General Cemetery. It is a favorite walking-place of mine, in some of my particular moods of mind, as it is but a short distance from Shirley House. The entrance lodge is of the Grecian Doric order. There are two ranges of catacombs; the lowest is surmounted by a terrace in front, over the unprotected verge of which one may step as easily as into eternity. The uppermost range has a parapet and balustrades. The chapel is a handsome structure, with a stately portico of fluted Doric columns. The minister's house is on a still higher elevation. It is a substantial mansion; its Egyptian character has given it a sort of gloomy elegance. There are several good monuments; and the grounds, about six acres, are tastefully disposed. A few days since, in company with two of my fellowlaborers in the revival, Mr. Uniwin and Mr. Jepson, I visited the Cholera Mzount, another cemetery; but its gates are closed to all but the LIVING. A law was enacted during the prevalence of the cholera, in 1832, which required the separate interment of its victims. Mr. Montgomery has immortalized the place in a short poem:' Yet many a mourner weeps her fallen state, In many a home by these left desolate. Humanity again asks,' Who are these? And what their crime?' They fell by one disease Not by the Proteus maladies that strike Man into nothingness, not twice alike; But when they knocked for entrance at the tomb, Their fathers' bones refused to make them room; Recoiling NATURE from their presence fled, As though a thunderbolt had smote them dead; Their cries pursued her with a thrilling plea,' Give us a little earth for charity;' She lingered, listened, all her bosom yearned, SHEFFIELD. 29 Through every vein the mother's pulse returned; Then, as she halted on this hill, she threw Her mantle wide, and loose her tresses flew:' Live,' to the slain, she cried,' my children live! This for an heritage to you I give; Had death consumed you by a common lot, You, with the multitudes had been forgot, Now through an age of ages shall ye not.'" I know you will be pleased with the above extract. lt was new to me, and peculiarly interesting, lhaving walked over the spot. The poem, I understand, was written during this dreadful visitation in Sheffield. The place where the cholera victims repose is no longer an object of terror, but rather of mnoulrnful reminiscence, to the inhabitants of Sheffield. None, indeed, would presume to open a grave, or bury there; but there is no risk in visiting the place. Upwards of four hundred persons repose here; and their resting-places aie not likely to be disturbed for many generations to come, unless Sheffield is made to take the cup of trembling once more, in a similar visitation. All that Mr. Montgomery has claimed for the unfortunate dead, in the poem to which I have referred, has been accorded by the generous people of Sheffield. It is tastefully planted with flourishing trees. "Perennial daisies," and other flowers, begem its emerald verdure. The little birds sing sweetly over their graves, and " the shrill skylark builds her annual nest upon their lowly bed." The dew-drops of the morning bespangle the green grass; the moonbeams throw their sweetest influences upon them; the planets seem to look down upon them and bless them; and sometimes I" the rainbow throws its sudden arch across their tomb." Trees, likely to become the growth of centuries, wave their branches in the healthy breeze; -' a forest landmark on the mountain head; —a sepulchral eminence," > s\!. 30 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. - all that the poet desired, it is likely to be till the end of time; —and then how shall the dead arise? How many were ready to die, fully fitted for heaven? How many unprepared? Alas! even these solitary four hundred, should they not be disturbed till the judgment day, will doubtless then present the usual contrasts of character,saint and sinner, -which we see in every-day life. But'in what proportion? Such as vwe see in the streets of Shefftd daily? Alas! then, - but the day will declare it. In the centre of the grounds stands a monument,- a sort of tapering triangular structure, surmounted by a cross: "' That all who here sin's bitter wages see, May on this mount remember Calvary." I may just remark that I had the pleasure of dining with Mr. Montgomery * at the mansion of Mr. Jones, at Broomgrove, a few days since. Enjoyed a very pleasing interview. You desire "a short description of his personal appearance." I cannot improve upon the following: " The poet continues to reside at Sheffeld, - esteemed, admired, and beloved; a man of purer mind, or more unsuspected integrity, does not exist. He is an honor to the profession of letters; and, by the upright and unimpeachable tenor of his life, even more than by his writings, a persuasive and convincing advocate of religion. In his personal appearance, Montgomery is rather below than above the middle stature; his countenance is peculiarly bland and tranquil, and, but for the occasional sparkling of a clear gray eye, it could scarcely be described as expressive. Those who can distinguish'the fine gold from the sounding brass' of poetry, must place the name of James Montgomery high in the list of British poets; and Since died. SHEFFIELD. 31 those who consider that the chiefest duty of such is to promote the cause of religion, virtue, and humanity, must acknowledge in him one of their most zealous and efficient advocates." Perhaps I may never have another opportunity of spending an hour with this eminent person. How transporting the prospect of an eternity with " the excellent of the earth " - in heaven! I have noticed numerous public buildings, hospitals, dispensaries, bauncs, etc., a particular description of which would affird you but little interest. The hall of the Cutlers' Companzy would please you; it is an elegant Grecian structure, with a Corinthian portico, supporting a triangular pediment, in the tympanum of which are the Cutlers' arms, in bold relief. I did not visit the interior. I am glad the account of my visits to Chatsiworth, Haddon Hall, and Caslleton, Caverns, afforded you, and your "'select circle," so much pleasure. Since then, I have enjoyed another excursion, in a different direction, in company with my host and hostess, Mr. and Mrs. Greaves, and a few select friends, to Warncliff, one of the wildest glens'I have seen for many a year: "Crags, knolls, and mounds confusedly hurled, The fragments of an earlier world!" The savage aspect of the place, the singular positions and shapes of the huge firagments of rocks, and the wild manner in which they have been hurled, one upon another, tell of some tremendous concussions as having occurred in this glen, - perhaps beyond the periods of English history. I write as a stranger, not having seen any work which affords satisfactory information upon the subject: "'T would seem those iron times had reached this glen, When giants played at hewing mountain blocks, 32 OSHOWERS OF BLESSING. So bold and strange the profile of the rocks, Whose huge fantastic figures frown above." The Shefield trade is, generally, prosperous at present, but it has had great fluctuations, and is still subject to them, from a variety of causes. I was particularly struck, the other day, with the following bold sentiments of a native of this town: " No place has suffered more from the vicissitudes of trade than Sheffield. The American war produced a state of considerable depression; and the town had only just recovered from the effects of that abortive effort to establish the principle of taxation, without representation, when the wars of the French revolution came to plunge its inhabitants in still deeper distress. The frame of society, throughout the world, was disordered by this long and exhausting contest; and peace itself, when it returned, did not bring prosperity in its train. In order to force a market, the spirit of competition among the manufacturers was cairried to such an extent, that they relinquished the fair profits of their trade; the consequence was, an undue depression in the wages of the artisans, and the introduction of the pernicious practice of paying wages in goods instead of money. Many of the workmen, in consequence, became themselves pauper manufacturers, and wholesale dealers in hardware, which they sold, not for what the articles were worth, but for what they would fetch, — not unfrequently at thirty, forty, and even fifty per cent. below the regular prices. The glut of cutlery thus became excessive. The parish was burdened with a host of half-famished claimants, and the poor's rates were so heavy that many of the contributors to those rates reduced their establishments to the lowest possible standard, and took up their residence in the neighboring townships, where the parochial imposts were less oppressive. These evils) like most others in trade, carried in them their own SHEFFIELD. 33 remedy; in time, the quantity of goods manufactured became better adjusted to the extent of the demand; the rate of wages was advanced; money was paid to the workmen instead of goods; and Sheffield began to return slowly, but certainly, to a state of prosperity, which it continued to enjoy till the great commercial panic of 1837, which was brought about chiefly by the over-speculations of the three preceding years, and from the baneful effects of which Sheffield, like other manufacturing towns of this kingdom, has not yet recovered; though it has suffered, perhaps, less than Manchester, and many other places. This long depression of our trade and commerce has created much popular discontent, from which sprung Chartism,- a political faction which threatened the overthrow of the national institutions as now established; but, happily, the C(hartist conspiracy to take and sack this town was frustrated by the vigilance of the magistrates and police, on the night of January 11th, 1840, when Samuel IHolbery, the chief leader of the insurrection, was apprehended in his house, in Eyrelane, where a quantity of hand grenades, and other combustibles, were found. Some of the insurgents, however, mustered with pikes, etc., in various parts of the suburbs, and, entering the town at midnight, wounded several watchmen, but were soon dispersed by the military and the police, who took a number of prisoners, several of whom were sentenced to various periods of imprisonment at the ensuing York assizes. There seems to be a want of confidence between masters and workmen, which is a source of much uneasiness. This has given rise to secret comtbinations among the workmen, the nature of which I do not understand; but the effect of which is to awe and coerce; and some villanous and successful attempts have been made to blow tu premises. This is to be regretted. The Shef 34 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. field wares are indeed popular in all parts of the civilized world; yet this circumstance does not insure the perpetuity of its trade. Men of capital may be tempted to turn their attention elsewhere, and establish themselves in other towns. The cutlery trade is the birthright of Sheffield, and to divert it anywhere else would be ruinous to the town. It is to be hoped that the parties concerned will come to a better understanding, and no longer persist in bringing about a catastrophe which posterity must deplore, and which would be fatal to their own interests. Perhaps the late great revival of religion, and which is still progressing so sweetly, may contribute largely to a better state of things. It surely will, so far as it shall spread among the masses of the population.:A revival of pure religion is a public benefit; it is a presage of future prosperity to the town so honored. Skheffield, I trust, will not be an exception."' CHAPTER III. HADDON HALL AND CHATSWORTH IN the last chapter MR. CAUGHEY alluded to a visit he made to Haddon Hall and Chatsworth. We extract his account of the visit, from one of his letters. On the 10th inst., in company with a party of my Sheffield friends, I visited an old baronial edifice in Derbyshire, named Haddon Iall. The day was charming. Our route lay through a rich and fertile region, with the exception of a few miles, which extended across the wild moors of Derbyshire. These moors present a ridge of considerable elevation, and extend many miles. They are covered with heath and bilberry, presenting a singular contrast to the noble and finely diversified landscape on either side. Having passed the moors, we traversed a picturesque and cheerful country, which improved in beauty all the way to Bakewell. This town is pleasantly situated on a hill-side, overlooking the river Wye, about two miles from its influx into the river Derwent. Turning suddenly to the left, we proceeded down the lovely vale of Haddon, southward, when, suddenly, the towers, turrets, and embattled parapets of Haddon Hall burst upon our vision, presenting a, picture of singular beauty and interest,- a charming subject for the pencil. As we approached, its architectural detail gradually unfolded. Light clouds, careering along the sky, involved the venerable 86 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. pile now in shadow, and the next moment in sunshine. Lofty trees, full of years, but covered with luxuriant foliage, waved their branches around it. The hill, which rises abruptly from the knoll upon which it is built, is covered with a dark grove of "massive trees." A background so imposing, throws out into fine relief all parts of the edifice. Fifteen or twenty minutes after we caught the first glimpse, we crossed the Wye, and were wandering outside the walls. I should have informed you that, though uninhabited, it is in a fine state of preservation, and, at a distance, has all the appearance of being the busy residence of wealth and grandeur. The gloomy and solemn silence which pervades it, as one approaches, soon banishes the illusion. The old tower which surmounts the gateway, and which, in the days of Haddon's glory, evidently formed the principal entrance, is very ancient. Historians agree that it had its origin prior to the Conquest. Indeed, every part of this noble fabric has the appearance of having stood the storms of many centuries. There is little in its history that would interest you. During a succession of centuries it was the residence of the rich and the great. Mirth and gladness long resounded through its halls, and many thousands have been regaled at its festive board. The descendants of one family (the Vernons) occupied it about four hundred years; "during which," says an historian, " it was invariably regarded, not only as the seat of feudal splendor, but of the most sumptuous and munificent hospitality." It is now the property of the Duke of Rutland, and has been deserted about one hundred years. The duke has left a servant in charge of the place, with permission to conduct visitors through it. As these baronial residences are so famous in English story, and as this is the most complete of any in the kingdom, remaining, after a HADDON' HALL AND CHATSWORTH. 87 sort,'' as it was in the days of yore, unntoiched by the h:and of modern imrorvermen; I' I~%t io s:al1' dei e', itos t l3e interior. We redily obtained acilmltmane and were conducted throurgh the valrious.apartmtents. G T1e posteLn lov, And hllreshiold worin with tread of manLy ~ete Receive us silently. How grim and gray Yon taill sieep -fortalice above us towers [ Its inarrowv apertures, lile arrow-slits, Jealou.s of heavenlss swireetG air; its dren.ry rooms'ioredl w ith ro-u%11 so0110s; its ulncouthl pss'en Cut in thlickl wIlls, bespeak;_ -.l.eose ironi -i:.-les Of despot-is, wrt he Oer the v Ii moult.l:iih-slt5.ge le the fie in, robbe.r h eciged Thle clieftain ini Iis imiOst. a Several of the room s are huno round with loose ttpestir, hich aifford one a fie iLea oL Othe 3anner i.r i which castles, nowr i'uinMlls were lf'rinislhed in1 ncUient times3 as! als0, specimens of the taste antd comfcr-1ts of otler generations. flUhis tapestry appears to have been -as essential to comfort as oS ornanient.:~o i uncovered iwadls are of b the coarses- masonry, andc the doors of1 thie best oo 01 of the. rudest workilanship; but these dcefornmitis re d' calate!y a cncele cd by, whallt a writer terms, "t h czlS inc-o s in -g-Z''eo of ij estrg." It wotld require more time than I can command at presemt, to give you'a detailed plaLn of the interior. The number of ma.riqmnensts really surprises one; they are indicative, certainly, of a very large household. It is recorded, that, in addition to a numerous ftmnily, with, usually, a vast number of visitors, no less than seven score servants vwrere maintained and lodged within it. The walls are massive, and, where there is no tapestry, the apartiments are exceedingly comfortless and gloomy. With the exception of the kitchen, the cellar, dining-hall, and the gallery, and 4 38 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. a few select rooms, we may say, in the language of one,' The whole is a discordant mass of small and uncomfortable apartments crowded together without order." How very striking the contrast between the order, neatness, and air of comfort, observable in the interior arrangements of American and modern English mansions, and that which is presented at Haddon Hall! The chapel forms a part of the south and west fronts of Haddon, enriched with painted windows. Upon the stained glass of one we noticed the date, "Millesimo ccccxxvii." [1427.] A witty visitor, some time ago, remarked, that from the very limited capacity of the chapel, when colmpared with the large scale upon which other parts of the noble pikle was laid out, it appeared that the good people of former ages, however much room they required to manage their temporal affairs, contrived to arrange the accommodations for the transaction of their spiritual concerns within very modest dimensions. The pulpit, desk, and several of the pews remain. When peeping around, and peering into every nook and corner, we found, in a little lobby of the chapel, the remains of an old clock; possibly the very same that reproved the prolixity or lengthened zeal of the preacher, at the very time he was receiving the commendations of the spirits that inhabit eternity. The works of the clock, in a state of decay, through very age, and eaten with rust;, had fallen down into a rusty, moulderin~g heap. Thus, Old Time, "the august inheritance of all mankind," marches on, while': Time's sentinel," which measured out the moments, minutes, and hours of other centuries, and sounded the' warning knell " of their departure to other generations, lies silel./, motionless, and meaningless, covered with rust, dust., ri cobwebs. A fine subject this for a poet. Come, now, tlly your:ennius anid send ine' the res.hlts " by the next steamer. HADDON HALL AND CHATSWORTH. 39 In the central gateway, between the upper and lower courts, we were shown a relic of great antiquity, - a Roman altar. It was discovered in the meadows, a short distance fiom Haddon. The workmanship is uncouth. It contains an inscription, but the letters are so injured and effaced by tinze and careless usage, we tried in vain to decipher them. Through the kindness of a friend, I have seen several transcriptions, differing somewhat. That from Camden, the historian, I judge to be most correct, as it was copied at a date much earlier than any of the others, when the characters could, doubtless, be more easily and correctly deciphered. DEO J..R TI BR./ CMI C.EP OSITI US C.I CCIL INJV PREPFECT TR 0 V. S. As Mr. ~< - is a professed antiquarian, this inscription may, perhaps, suggest a train of thought which he may turn to some account in his future "articles " for the press. The dilning hall, with its elevated platform, where sat "'Ethe lord of the castle, at the head of his household and guests, and the gallery at the end appropriated to mirth and minstrelsy," on festive occasions; is still, though solitary and desolate, imposing. On the wainscot we observed a sinoular fastening, large enough to admit the wrist of a man's hand; the tradition of which was a subject of merriment to the party. It was designed as a method of punishment, it seems, for trivial offences, as also to enforce certain aw-s, enacted by the servants themselves, with regard to eatch other. He that refused to drink his horn of ale, or 40 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. neglected to perform properly the duties of his office, had his hand loclked into thils " keep," a little above his head, when abundance of cold water was poured down the sleeve of his doublet. Rather a hazardous fflair to be a tee-totaller in those days After inspecting some ancient pictures and furniture, axrmorial crests, carvings in wood, &c., the ladies of our party treated us to an excellent dinner, " on the premises; " after which, we rode forward to Chatsworth Castle, the residence of the Duke of Devonshire. I can hlardly tell you why, but it is seldom I ha(ve felt emotions so singularly pensive and melancholy, as when walking in and amround Haddodn Hall. It was not, indeed, until wve stood in a little flowergarden, — once' the gem of Haddon, " now " noeglected and forlorn, "- that I recognized the solitct"rinesos of my:feelings in full. Mri's. Siozarney must have had feelings somewhat similar, as she penned, it seems, the following lines on the same spot: 1 IT is passing strange! Dwell life and death in loving company? Why bloom those flowers, with none to inhale their sweets? Who trim- yon beeds so neatly, and reimove Each withered leaf, ancd lk.eep each straogihinge bough In beautiful obedi-ence? -Come l'ley hBlackl They of the by-gone days, when nonll e arc near And with their spirit-eyes inaspect the flo-wers That once they loed? Toil they in sha1dowy ranks'Mid these desertecl boweirs, the'n filt away? They s1eem but just to havxe set tle eoblet dowIn As for a. imnonient, Yet re tui no mo10e. Thie chair, tie boed, ti ll coucf st.te, acre here, iAnd we, the intrusivCe steop are fin-i to checkl, As thlough we pressed upn1 their privacy. Whose privacy? The dead? A ridlUe all! And we ourselves are riddles. IILADDON HALL AND CHATSWORTH. 41 While we cling Still to our crumbling hold, so soon to fall And be forgotten, in that yawning gulf That whelms all past, all present, all to come, 0, grant us wisdom, Father of the soul, To gain a changeless heritage with thee " It is Dr. Johnson, I think, who observes, and properly too, that whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses; whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future, predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings; and he deprecates, both for himself and firiends, the rigidity of that philosophy which would conduct us unmoved over any ground which has been dignified by wisdom, bravery, or virtue; - that the man is little to be envied whose patriotism would not gain force upon the, plains of Mffarathonz, or whose piety would not grow warmer amongS the ruins of;ona. rHaddon Hall, unless I aim mistaken, lays claim to no such stirring recollections. It possesses an interest of its own, —not, I should judge, emanating so muclb from historical reminiscences, as firom its great an}tiquity, and its utter lonzelizess. Though identified with the present, as well as the past; though occupying still the " site of its youths," and permitted still to lift its turreted head in sunshine and glory, invested with the foliage of many trees, and graced by a charming modification of scenery, itself the noblest object in the picture; although it bears the nark of a foreigner, like myself, yet it claims affinity with the mansions that are. A contemporary with thle present generation, as it was awith those generations wvlbich have passed the flood, who now dwell under other skies,' on those eternal shores," yet it is isolated, lonely and ruinozus, and seems rather to hold communion with the dead than the living; pleading haughtily (perhaps this is too harsh a word), but 4* 42 SHOOWERS OF BLESSING. wmournfzully, and, rough as its features are, feelingly for glories gone by, and which are never to return; as if claiming " a sigh to the memory " of the good. and the bad, the virtuous and the vicious, the beautiful and the ungracefui, the religious and the irreligious, the humble and the proud, the pensive and the gay, the learned, the intellectual, and the illiterate, the happy and the unhappy, the courageous and the pusillanimous, the Christian and the infidel, who sojourned within its walls. When passing down the vale, with the head instinctively turned toward the desolate pile, my eyes lingered long upon its crumbling battlements, with emotions hallowed and tender; something akin to what one feels sometimes when recalling the memories of the faded past; " like the memory of joys that are past;, pleasant and mournful to the soul." "c Forsaken stood the hall, Worms ate the floor, the tap'stry fled the walls; No fire the kitchen's cheerful grate displayed; No cheerful light the long-closed sash conveyedl The crawling worm, that turns a summer fly, Here spun his shroud, and laid him up to die The winter death. Upon the be(d of state, The bat, shrill shrieking, wooed his flickering mate. The air was thick, and in the upper gloom The bat - or somethingy in its shape - was winging And on the wall, as chilly as a tomb, The death's-head moth was clinging. The floor was redolent of mould and must; The fungus in the rotten seams had quickened,'While, on the oaken table, coats of dust Perennially had thickenecd. v a's a a, S HADDON HALL AND CHATSWORTH. 43 The subtle spider, that from overhead Hung like a spy on human guilt and error Suddenly turned, and up its slender thread Ran with a nimble terror." ffs -S a a The above is a gloomy picture, and strangely out of harmaony with the eloquent and majestic exterior of Haddon, and the verdant beauty of surrounding nature. -' -@~ Still I carried out the propensities of my nature, gazing backcl upon the past; the lovely meadows, and cheerful uplands, dotted or fringed with trees; the devious windings of the busy, sparkling Wye; the groves of Haddon, with the ever-varying features of the romantic and venerable pile,- a view changeable through shade and sunshine, and singularly dependent upon the various turnings of the roaci which led us away from a picture so enchanting. Arriving at length at a decisive bend of the highway, Haddon Hall disappeared from my eyes, — perhaps forever; but it has left an impression upon my heart, with a series of beautiful images, not speedily to be erased or forgotten. One said: "There are three things we should constantly keep in view, - What we ownce welre, what we o ow are, and what we shail be hereafter.'" ivery Christiann, I thought, should cheer his heart by a convemmilation of that "' deed of settlemnent " drawn out for us by St. Peter: "Legot{ten us agctin Zn.to eza tlivinyg hope, —to anz inher'itacnce inzcor2l-rzt.ible, anod.undefiled, and that ftadelt en ot away, reserved in heavenz for you, who are kept by the power of God, thro1cugh faith'u1Zto salvationz. Give mole that estate, then, and that mansion, which cannot be wasted or spoiled by invasion; of which war cannot deprive me; which law cannot win from me, nor debtl mortgage, nor power wring friom me; which cannot be defiled by sin, or sink to decay and ruin by tizme 4AXf4 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. storm, or hfuman caprice; of which death cannot disinherit nme; which must increase in value throughout the lapse of eternal ages; and, in the possession of which, by the will of God, eternity shall confirm mae. Hallelujah! Amen! Eternity claimled our thoughts; - the probable destinies too of the multitudes who, in by-gone ages, gladdened those halls we had just left, and who, like ourselves, for the last time, glanced a farewell to'turret, battlement and tower." HIopes of possibly meeting my own friends upon earth, but surely in heaven, though now separated by the mighty ocean, - in that bright world where rain and death are words unknown, and where 1" farewells are heard never,'" — animated my pensive spirit, as Awe entered the cheerful grounds of Chatsworth Park. And what a park! - it covers an area, it is said, of eleven miles. The afternoon was one rarely excelled for loveliness. 6 I'ye heard the humid skies did ever weep In merry England, and a blink of joy From their blue eyes was like a pearl of price. Mine own indeed are sunnier, yet at times There comes a day so exquisitely fair, That, with its radiance and its rarity, It makes the senses giddy. Such an one Illumined Chatsworth, when we saw it first, Set like a gem against the hanging woods That formecd its background. H-erds of graceful deer, Pampered, perchance, until they half forget Their native fleetness, o'er the ample parks Roamed at their pleasure. From the tower that crests The eastern hill, a floating banner swayed With the light breezes, while a drooping ash, Of foliage rich, stood lonely near the gates, Like the presiding genius of the place, Unique and beautiful. Their silver jet The sparkling fountains o'er the freshened lawns HAlDON HALL AND C{HATSWORTH. 45 Threw fitfully, and, gleaming here and there, The tenant-statues with their marble life Peopled the shades. But wondering most we marked A princely labyrinth of plants and flowers, All palace-lodged,"c and breathing forth their sweets On an undying summer's balmy breast. And well might wealth expend itself for you, Flowers, glorious flowers! that dwelt in Eden's bound, Yet sinned not, fell not, and whose silent speech Is of a better paradlise, where ye, Catching the essence of the deathless sou!l, Shall never:-cade." ylTe spent an agreeable hour in Ywalking' through the palace. The generosity displayeci by English noblemen, in allowing the public free access to to their splendid mansionls, cannot be too much admired. Eveiy room is thrown open. A servant is ready to conduct every party which arrives, and seems emnulous to gratify the visitors to the full extent of their wishes. The irules waich visitors are required to observe seem tIUo be very few; —none whiel impose any painful and unnecessary restrain or to -which any person of politeness and good breeding couldt possibly object. Trhe succession of0 rooms tilro bug a wiich we were conduc ted presented a wodnderf-ul cont-rast t;o those old old acilon, cc ao'cio?,s., lofJiy and ele gaci-. The dazzlinig splendor of the lurniture, the rich decorations of the ceilings, and even o' tIe walls of the staircases, vwhere the talents of a;ei-r "io, L' r.-e -,tsre. and otlera:s, are cihsplayed in, at leas-t, splendor of coloring and aesiun (idloughs the gods and goddesses allgorical personaages and mortals like ourselves - are minlied togethier wit litti;le regardc to order, and are not at al e11 Lmai able for taste or decency), are yet t'uly magnifiThe Conservatory. 46 StIlOWE'RS OF BLESSING-. cent. The great variety of carving in wood, dead game, flowers and shells, encompassed with appropriate ornaments, -- the work of one Gibbons, an artist once celebrated in this country,- appeared exquisitely beautiful, and so natural as to take one's senses by surprise, to find them only wood. The immense collection of paintings, -portfrait, history t!i:d lazdscape, - by the frst masters in Europe; the numnerous ornaments and curiosities, products of British and tbreign art, laid out in mnagnificent profusion; the library, filled with the works of almost all ages and climes, - were all, and more, than the fame of the justly celebrated "' Palace of the Peak" had led us to expect. A short distance from the palace stands the conzservatory, - a splendid object; the largest of the kindc, we were informed, in the world. The goenius of the duke is now exerting itself in a series of inprovements around this coniservatory, which, when completed, must have a grand effect. He seems determined upon ae rrdying the'capabilities of the place " to the highest possible perfection. His rock-work. upon an extensive scale, watLr-l works, and accompaniments, must render the place a scene of " fc:iry enchantment." G6 Great princes have great playthings. Some have played At hewing mountains into men, and some At building human wonders mountalin high." A path from the conservatory directed our steps along the margin of a small lake, which seemed to serve the green slopes and surrounding trees as a transparent mirror. A slight bubbling in the centre attracted our attention, out of which arose suddenly a connected column of water, which continued to ascend to the suprising height of seventy or eighty feet, played beautifully for a few moments, and then gradually shortened to the height of ten feet, when it came HADDON HALL AND CHATSWORitTI. 47 down with a splash and disappeared. A short walk brought us to another sheet of water, clear as crystal, where an aged man mlanaged a secret spring, which surprised us with another column, of a simpilajr height to the former, but somewhat varied in its motionls, white as the ocean's foam, brilliant and beautiful. I dare not trust myself with an attempt to describe the appearance of the falling particles of wa'ter illumined by the sunshine, the reflected radiance upon the foliage of the trees, and the verdant rnmargin of the water, with all the poetic ideas they inspired, lost you should suspect me as having exchanged my sober and favorite authors in theology for the contaminating and fictitious visions of the novelist. "'T was beautiful to stand and watch The fountain's crystal turn to gems; And from the sky such colors catch, As if't were raining diadems." Chat;sworth for several years afforded a shellt,~ io o~-.-;-y Hobbes, the infidel. In one of t-he roois-,i' i.;i:T;:e, wvhich we had no curiosity to see, he s-I-:.J.:d i,.]e pipes of tobacco every afternoon, and, in tlco:;. o:;.s:.l);propriate and offensive:fume, he " beleheit of'.ple; " his mlore ojfeesive canzd dangzerous'' iiv.,;; ttgainzst Ciristicatzi-y; 7which, but for the interpositioe l o the Almighty, wouldc ha.ve spread themselves over t1.i; kingdoms if not over the whole world, like a sumoil.C o\: the bottomless pit. As it was, his writings injured many.'he Earl of Rochester, and other English noblemen, iaot:a few, were ruined by thenm.'I hate," was the s.urly votlto of this u'nfortunate man; and its poisonous venoml mingled. with the spiirit of his every attack upon all that is holy, just and good, in the religion of the Son of God. The ways of 0iL~3~I SHOWE.RS OF BLESSING. Providence are mysterious. This man was suffered to remain upon the earth to the advanced age of?.i!elZty-two, tormented with fears, for which sceptics weree by no means able to account, but which preyed perpetually upon his wretched mind:' In sleep, In sickness, haulnting him with dire suspicions Of something in himself that would not die." Such fearful visitations, a lthough tlhev rendered his Eiiie. miserable, were mercifully designed, no doubt, to alarm is conscience, to restrain his pen; yes! and to save his souI. The sequel of his melancholy history shows their ineltciency. WYith an inctzt ftfiot, for which the pio-us and learned men of his age foundc it as difficult to accouLt, as the sceptics forl his humnillatinog fears, he continued to cliilg to infidelity -Chile he wielded his wxeapons, as he could,:asinst Christianity. 0f him it might be said truly' "' The infidel has shot his bolts away, Till, his exhausted quiver yieldling cnle, -s gleans the bltuntedC shafits that aw 1il-'t 1coilecl xAnd aiums them at thle shlield of tl-V uo- h.t aoji'.: Deathb it is said. he would never allow to be s,ulijeat- of eon-aversatio in his plresence. _effec t on, of bte most toemen'tin tscharacter seemed to Ne aseoel it'- with thle id.ea,. A.n iunaccounntable terror seized him, ii' his candle welnt out in thbe m.olon~h. -le dicd! not die at Chal-,sworth; but his last hours were the nost imelancholv imauginable. G There a re you going, sir?' il quired one of his friends. "I ann taking a leap in the dar k'" replied the dying mi an. In the edark What! and does the light of your philosophy afford you no aid in such a trying hour as'this? Ah! no; it may bewilder an^d etrif y, but it is ins.lcient to assure and HADDON HALL ANI) CHATtWORTH. 49 comfort the departing soul. Infidel philosophy,- if philosophy that may be called, which " puts dcarknzess for light, anyd light for darkizess " (Isaiah 5: 20), presents only darcknessfor light, in that hour, in which, above all other hours, the soul demands light the most clear and satisfactory. "I can tkin~, a lea"cq'in the darik/"' Ay! and into the dark! A "' lec / — no, that is a motion quite too rapid for an infidel. Such clharacters?are not usually so courageous. The last sensible words the dying Hobbes was heard to utter, after being told he could live no longer, were, "I shall be glad, then, to find a hole to cree]~ out of the world at." In whatever direction we strayed through "' the grounds ofr Chatsworith," we wert cheered with a perpetual succession of new and interesting objects. The " ezuberance of tealzbh'" has introduced a variety of petty dcfecls, which appeared to me to detract froom that simplicity, unity, and majesty of nature, for wlhichl Chatsworth is so deservedly famous. The truth is, so extremely beautiful is nature, in this earthly paradise, that any attempt to improve it, unless by the hand of the most delicate and excquisite taste, is but to deform - like applying roujye to the rface of a perfect'beauty, or adding colors to the blooming flowers in our gardens. Chatsworth reminds one of Tasso's description of L.soiblat Bella: H ere a new world of joy surrounds our path; With spreadcing shade, the trees and evergreens Burst into gladdening life; the fountain's play Sheds sweet refreshment upon all around; the boughs MovTe quivering in the gentle breeze of morn, And flowers uprising from their beds, with eyes Of intfeint sweetnecs, seem to smile on us. The gardener now anroofis the winter-house, And gives the qitrons to the balmy air. $v 50 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. The blue expanse of hearen rests overhead, Whilst the far mountains, in the horizon's verge, Shalke off their wintry coverlet of snows." The picture, beautiful as it is, is not complete, unless we add the lines of an English poet to those of the Italian, -- to which I would add a gem, to which, were the poet alive, lie would not, perhaps, object: "And streams, as if created for his use, Pursue the track of his directing wand, Sinuous or straight, now rapid and now slow, Now murmuring soft, now roaring in cascades, — Even as he bids! The enraptured ow-ner smiles.'T is finished, and yet, finished as it seems, Still wants a grace, the loveliest it could sho.w, - A WIFE." After enjoying a walk of considerable length, through the park, we returned to the hotel to tea, after which we set out for Sheffield. When crossing the Derbyshire MIoors, on our return, we noticed abundance of game, with their young, now well grown, enjoying themselves midst the bilberry and heath, which afford them both food and shelter. But what a pensive, solitar'y stillness presides over these wild, unpeopled hills!'i' That seldom hear a voice save that of heaven; They scem alone beneath the boundless sky." They look imposing when seen from afar. Distance lends them a singular enchantment; softens down their rude features into soft harmonious masses, and invests with rich purple, poetry-inspiring tint, as they sweep away in graceful and long-continued outlines; but, ah me! when one is in the midst of them, as in life-scenes, poetry gives place to stern, stubborn, rugged reality! HADDON HALL AND CTATS.WORTH.'F1U-1, 51 And, speaking of poetry, what an interest does that divine art fling over scenes and places however wild and barren! 1Irs'. sS~iyoZ'rney passed over these M]Joors a felw years ago, after visiting Sieffielci. Among her "recorded impres.sions "' of Shehel d and its vicinities is the ol1owmlng touching story Th'lere stood a cot-tageT, near a spreading moor, Just wvhere its heathlery blackness melted down Into a mellower hue. Fast by its side Nestled the wheat-stalk, firmly bound anld shatped Even like another roof-tree, witnessing Fair harvest and good h-usbandry. Some sheep Roamed eastwvards o'er the common, nibbling close The scanty blade, while towadcl the setting sun A hillock stretched, o'ershadowel by a growth Of newly-planted trees.'T would seem the abode Of rural plenty and content. Yet here A desolate sorrow dwelt, such as doth iwring Plain, honest hearts, when what had lcng been twined With e-ve-ry fibre is dissected out. Beneath the shelter of those lowly eaves An only daughter made the parents glad With her unfolding beauties. Day by day She gathered sweetness on her lonely stem, The lily of the moorlands. They, with thoughts Upon their humble tasks, how best to save Their little gains, or make that little muore, Scarce knew that she was beautiful; yet felt Strange thrall upon their spirits when she spoke So musical, or from some storied page Beguiled their evening hour. Ancl when the sire Descanted long, as farmers sometimes will,'Upon the promise of his crops, and how The neighbors enviied that his corn should be Higher than theirs, and how the man, wvho hoped Surely to thrive, must leave his bed betimes, Or of her golden cheese the mother told, She with a filial and serene regard 52,SHIOWERS OF BLESSING, Would seem to listen, her young heart away'Mid other things. For, in her lonely room, She had companions that they knew not ofBooks that reveal the sources of the soul, Deep meditations, high imaginings, And ofttimes, when the cottage lamp was out, She sat communing with them, while the moon Looked through her narrow casement fitfully. Hence grew her brow so so siritual, and her cheek Pale with the purity of thought, that gleamed Around her from above. Tile buxom youth, Nursed at the ploughshare, wondering eyed her charms, Or of her aspen gracefulness of form Spoke slightingly. Yet when they saw the fields IHer father tilled were clad with ripening grain, And knew he had no other heir beside, They, with unwonted wealth of Sundaay clothes, And huge red nosegays, flaunting in their hands, Were fain to woo her. And they marvelled much EHow the sweet fLilry, with such quiet air Of mild indif-ference, and with truthful words Kind, yet determinate, withdrew herself To chosen solitude, intent to keep A maiden's freedom. But in lonely walks, Whcat time the early violets richly blent Their trembling colors with the vernal green, A student boy, who dwelt among the hills, Taught her of love. There rose an ancient tree, The glory of their rustic garden's bound, Around whose rou0gh circumference of trunk A garden seatt was wreathedl; and there they sat, Watching gray-vested t-wilight, as she bore Such gifts of tender and half-uttered thought As lovers prize. When the thin-blossomed furze Gave out its autumn swveetness, and the walls Of that low cot with the red-berried ash Kindled in pride, they parted: he to toil Amid his college tasks, and she to weep. IHADDON HALL AND CGATSYWORTHI. 53 The precious scrolls, that with his ardent heart So faithfully were tinged, unceasing sought Her hand, and o'er their varied lines to pore Amid his absence, was her chief delight. - At length they came not. She, with sleepless cye, And lip that every morn more bloodless grew, Demandecd them. in vain. And then the tongue Of a hoarse gossip told her, he was deadDrowned in th.e deep, aend dead. HIer young heart died Away at those dread sounds. Her upraised eye Grew large anLd wild, and never closed asgain. 6 Hark, hark! he calleth, I must hence away,' She murmared oft, but faint and fainter still Nor other word she spoke. And so she died; And now that lonely cottage on the amoor Hath no sweet visitant of earthly hope, To Cheer its toiling inmates. Hahbitlel They sowv, ancld reap, and spread the daily board, And steep their bread in tears. God grant them grace To take tlhis chastisement, like those who win A more enduring mansion, from the blast That leaveth house and home so desolate!" From an eminence on the moors we obtained a noble prospect of the extensive, hilly, and well-wooded vale in which Sheffield reposes, - apparently at the extremity. The scene was everywhere varied and full of beauty. A rich tone of coloring from the setting sun spread itself over all objects. Our party were all happy in the love of God, and rejoiced in prospect of that glorious hour, when, like Moses on Pisgah, we should, from " the rido'4e that sepcarates tIwo worlds,'" behold our heavenly Canaan, and, like him, enter immediately upon the enjoyment of our eternal inheritance. 5* C HAPTER IV. CASTLETON AND PEAK'S HOLE CAVERN. BEFORE entering oupon those ext raordinary mangifestation.s of the grace and power of GoD, for which the ministry of Mr. Caugyhey has been so remarkably distinguished, we invite the reader to an excursion with him into Derbyshire, - to behold other scenes of beauty, of solenz, sublimity, and grandear, - the work of the same Almighty God, to whom are known all his workes, from the beginning of the eworld., -Acts 15: 18. We copy from the letters of Mr. Caughey. In company witn a party of Sheffield friends, I enjoyed, the other day, an agreeable excursion into Derbyshire, as far as CGastletonz. In the language of a native of Sheffield, "' We bade adiet to the sooty mac.jesty of Sheffield, and the thick atmospheare in which it was enveloped, for the purpose of participating the pleasure of another ramble among the heathy hills of Derbyshire, and inhaling the fresh breezes which play upon their summits."' With the exception of a salute from a tremendous shower of rain, which met us at the base of the wild moors, to which I alluded in my last letter, and another as we approached Castleton, we had a lovely day, and were blessed with such a succession of charming rural scenery as I have seldom seen excelled. There is a good carriage road over the moors. From their CASTLETON.AND PEAK'S 1-10LE CAVEtRtN, 55 summits, at various points of elevation, we surveyed a finely disposed and variegated landscape, with a great abundance of woodland, quite equal, in this respect, to extensive tracts of country in America; while, " On either hand the lknolls and swells Were crimson with the heather bells." Descending from this wild range of hills, our route lay through a highly cultivated country, picturesque and cheerful. We passed along the verge of a valley, in which Hathersage is seated, and through which meanders the river Derwent. If the scenery was not slDblime, it was really ezquisitely beautiful. But I must be excused the "partficular descriptionl " you recquire, as, at the time, I took no notes of the numberless objects that chained our admiration; and I feel unable now to give you a just idea of this lovely specimen of English scenery. We did not aligh at at Ilcherscae, else I could have related an incident that would have greatly interested the boys, who were so much amused, you remember; with the s-tory of " Robin ibo(; " namely, that I had visited the tomb of his celebrated follower, "Little John. " TraCition says, he was buried in the church-yard of this village. A grave of gigantic dimensions is still pointed out as the spot where his ashes repose. The house, too, in which lie died, is said to be still in existence, close by. I fear they will scarcely pardon my indifference, for we could not spare time to see it; but you will please to inform them that a rind gentleman of Sheffield, and his family, who are ruralizigy at Hathersage, or near it, have given me an invitation to spend a day with them. Should I do so, they may expect a4 particulars in full' but, should they become impatient, 56 SHI-OWERS OF BLESSINGC. you may cool their ardor a little by saying, that a worthy historian has thrown the village story into " the swamp of doubt; " so that the tradition is at such a discount at present as greatly to embarrass the eloquence of some antiquarian adventurers. Fron HIath]:ersage, we proceeded through Hope Dale to Castleton, six mliles, where we arrived in the imidst of a tremlendous storm of thunder and lightning and rain; reminding us of H-im of whom an old English poet speaks,"That sencleth thundering claps Like terrors out of hell, That man may know a God there is, That in the heavens doth dwell." After the storm, whlich lasted nearly an hour, the sun came out in brilliancy. We left the hotel, and sallied forth in quest of the celebrated Peakc's Iole Cavernz. Suddenly, on turning a corner, the rocky projections which overhung the entrance met our view; masses of rocks, craggy and menacing, and blackened with the storms of centuries, towered on high. A few steps, and the eye measured the vast dimensions of the mouth of this stupendous caverin. The heavy masses of unsupported rock, which form the sweep of a depressed.atucrtal awrch, and which rises high into the precipice; the ribs and layers of rock lining the sides and roof of a sjpucious vestibule, one hundred feet wide, three hundred long, and forty high; the dubious twilight that pervades it, and which fades imperceptibly into deeper gloom, and at length into utter darkness, as the eye attempts to image a sort of perspective, present a scene of such extraordinary wildness, if not sublimity, as inspires the mind with feelings of a powerful character. The ladies of our party substituting shawls for bonnets, and the gen CASTLETON ANTD PEAK'S HEOLE CAVERN. 57 tlemen crowned with low white hats, prepared for the occasion, — each with candle in hand, - we bade farewell to day, following our guide along a rude path, in a windindg direction, which became more and more awful, as the feeble light from advancing tapers rendered the scene more palpable and visible, reminding one of Homner's description of the abodes of the Ci',-;"?meians:' The gloomy race, in subterraneous cells, AmongT surrounding shades and darkness dwells; Hid in the unwholesome covert of the nlight, They shun the approaches of tile cheerful light: The sun ne'er visits their obscure retreats, Nor when he runs his course, nor when he sets. Unhappy mortals! - " It must have been some such dark caverns as this wve thougilt, which affTorlded the heathen such a variety of gloomy and frightful inmagery when describing the abodes and deeds of their gods. The cavern of'on z i us,-, if I recollect right, was located somewhere in the country of the CiimmieriaJ$. Iris) by the command of Juno, arrayed in a "bril~lia~nt r'obe," and seated upon " t-e glowin0gy cttrve of a radiant- arc/h of mnanzy colors," descended, upon a special mission, into the cavern of Somenus. -Her visit was represented as one of mercy. It was to require the god of the place to put an ende to the sorrows of the unfortunate Halcygone, who had long been imploring the gocs for the speedy and safe return of her husband fromn a long voyage which he had undertaken. Though a lady of fortune, and livingf in a splendid palace, w ith her own halnds she prepared a superb garment to present to him on his return. This event became the one all-absorbing feeling of her heart. Daily did she visit the temples of the gods, offering rich 53 GISHOWERS OF BLESSING. and costly gifts at their shrines and altars, to induce them to interpose their protection, and hasten him home. Alas! shile was a wvidow, and she knew it not. Her husband lay at the bottom of the deep and troubled sea.. "Hope deferred maketh the heart sick." The time expired when he had promised to return. She became more and more importunate. The altar of Juno was honored and enriched by the disconsolate Halcyonce. The goddess resolved, in great compassion, to put an end to prayers and anxieties, which must forever be unavailing; for even the gods of the heathen were supposed to hear prayer, and to honor those who honored them. Iris was sent down from heaven with an order to S0onzn12ns, the god of sleep, to shovw iaicyone, in a dream, that her husband, Ceyx,; was'" nuz-bered?vith, the dead inz shipwreck." Iris reached the cavern, and walked onward, as we did through Peak's Hole. The radiant robes of this goddess illumined the swarms of dreams which crowded the place, but she pushed their unsubstantial forms aside with her hands, and threaded her way through the cavern, till she arrived in the presence of the god of sleep. She found him stretched upon "a bed of ebony, hung wvith black curtains," enjoying a comfortable nap. Dreams, numerous as the stars of heaven, or sands by the seaside, surrounded his bed, in all sorts of shadowy forms, over whom the goddess noticed three'chiefs, llorpheuzs, Phobetor, and Phctntasuls, sons of Somnus; —all were awaiting the orders of the drowsy god "w' ith regeard to egnbassies " to mortals. But how striking their description of the cavern itself! They represented it as a place into which no sunbeam had ever entered, no chink or cranny had, from periods immemorial, admitted a single ray of light into this shadowy abode, sufficient to distinguish day from night. No crowing of cocks, no barking of dogs, no 1 n CASTLETON AND PEAK' S HIOLE CAVERN. 59 cackling of geese, nor any other sounds inimical to sleep, had ever disturbed the silence and death-like tranquillity of the place. There were indeed certain gurglings of the 2river ofy oblivion; but the rippling of its gentle waves over the smooth pebbles of its channel, only whispered peace, and contributed to lull the mrind into the most profound repose. Poppies and other narcotic plants grew at the entrance in great quantities. From these the hand of Nfight extractecl so0orific juices, which she always scatters around her when she exercises her soft enchantments upon the eyelids and senses of mortals. rOnfZlZes, in obedience to the command of Juno, despatched Morphens to inform the unhappy Halcyone of the untimely death of her husband; and Iris, endangered by the " sttpefactive vavors " of the cavern, made a hasty retreat, and reascended into heaven. Morpheus finding Halcyone asleep, transformed himself into the form and likeness of Ceyx, and appeared before her imagination in a dream; but pale, cold and deathly,y hair' wvet, water diripingy jfirom his beard! Ilie leaned over her, pronounced her name, -' Dear Halcyone 7 — and wrept bitterly, while he told her,'" You are a widoe! I am no longer numbered with the living;your Ceyx is no more. The ship in which I stailed was overtaken by a storm; — a whirlwind from the mouth of Auster,'' shoolk our vessel to pieces, and we were all. swaliowed up by the reckless, insatiable waves of the sea. Your namEie, dear lH-alcyone! was uttered amidst the remorsele:. ro0-ar of billows, and it formed the last faltering accents of your Ceyx, when he sank in the deep. My spirit is now The Soutlh-wind god; - each of the winds of the cardinal points wnas undler the command of a particular god, according to heathen mythology. Sa tcrifices were frequently offered them, to obtain their favor, or to appease tiheir anger or fury. SHOWERS 8O BLESSINQ., wandering to and fro, awaiting the consolation of funeral ceremonies, and the tears of the object of its faithful affections, ere it cescends to the realms of Pluto.'" Halcyone awoke with a screamn, which aroused her attendants. She searched the room, but in vain, for it -was but a dream, Iadl Ceyx was not there. She left the palace in a state of distraction, and ran to the place, close by, where she parted wit1- her husband, and where he stepped aboard the ship that was never to return. Wild with woe, from a rock she gazed forth upon the waves. She saw a dark object among the billows - it approached nearer and nearer. The waves bore their charge to the shore —it was a "odeacd body.'" Support Halcyone! the corse of her husband rolls at her feet This is an affecting picture. It was thlus the refined and polished heathen accounted -for dreamsespecially those of a remnarkable or supernatural character. Do excuse this long digression. I have related, it is true, nothing new, as your classic reading has long since made you familiar with this and other nlythological fables, and " deeds and doings" of these imaginary divinities of the ancients. [But it is Monday, and my head is in a state of such confusion, after the efforts of yestetcday, that I am uinfit for anything else; and it hlas affordd' me a -f ew minutes' amusement, which I hope you will not deoem unbecoming. MAodern literature is not averse to mythological allusions indeed, some of our own poets, as well as the poetry of those we denominate classics, are scarcely intelligible, without a knowvledge of the mythology of the ancients. But, to return to the exploring party in Peak's Hole Cavern,- not altogether a classical nam3e, but no matter; onward and onward we went, into deep and total darkness; as if descending into the Erebus of P~lto, "v where'eigC, mnonotonzous gloorn and evera-du7ri'.g silence;" if not into CASTLETON AND PEARK'S HOLE CAVERN 61 Tartarus, his second hell. But no Tityus greeted our vision, tormented by a devouring vulture; nor a Tantalus, nor a Sisyphus; —a fit place, one would imagine, for unhappy Tantalus, as the presence of rills and fountains of water, high as the lbips, would have taunted and punished him sufficiently for the asfront he offered the gods at the celebrated feast. Did Dives discover " the locations, of tht w:ater," think you, when'" he cried and said,.l Father Abral nha, sezd Laszarus, that he',may dip the tip of hiS finger in walter, anzd cool vmy tongue; for' ar, torimentead in this Jfame "? —Luke 15: 24. Pardon me for introducing this scr'iptural fact, surrounded by the fabled characters of heathen mythology, and the fancies of Italian poetry; but Dante, you remember, in his Dell' nJferno, represents the soul of one in hell, tormented by thirst, greatly aggravated by a recollection of the rivulets and streams of his native regions, with which he was so familiar in his lifoetime, and crying to the passers by: 0! you," he cried, 6" that without pain (though why, I know not) pass through this unhappy world, -letir aind mark well the sorrow of Adamo; Living, I had whatever my heart could wish, And now, alas! I lack a drop of water. The murmuring rivulets down the verdant hills Of Cassentino, flowing into Arno, Which keep their little channels moist and cool, Are ever in mine eyes; and not in vain, For their sweet images inflame my thirst More than the malady that shrinks my visage. The rigid justice, which torments me here, Even from the place that I committed sin, I)raws means to mock and multiply my groans." Sisyphus, too, might have had his punishment here, as there is no lack of steep rocks, up which, in the darkness of eternal night, he might continue to roll enormous stones 6 62 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. forever, without the possibility of getting one of them to the summit. The thought, however, struck us that, had the insulted Latonza chosen this place for the punishment of Tityn.s, she could not have found a chamber sufficiently large in which to punish the giant, as he covers a space of i;ne acres of ground. Such a diiclulty, however, in tet estimation of a heathen, would not have been too folrmidaldek for the power of Lalocza's children -Apolbo and ~?ia..'v'iotz, too, as a punishment for his vanity, in boastino of his successful addresses to the clod-forled zJuno, to tlhe great injury of Jupiter, might have been subjected lhere, with little ingenuity, to the dizzy agnd un-easy qvh Ir of an, ever-turninzg wcheel. And the Danaides, inhabitants also of the realms of Pluto, could have been accomlmodated witlh a 6' prison of cdad zanZt,"' and plenty of waterl if not enoutgh to fill a bottomzless barrel, yet sufficient to afcird thuem perpetual employment in these doleful regions. A ca.ssical thi-nker," seated aloft upon one of those loomly cnrtgs, for 7which this caver is remarkable, mightl', at the expense of our party, have treated hi'self to a] valietv of such fabulous illustrations. Our ladies, ndoeed, were not so numerous as the family of the Danaides; and, perhaps, his admiration of the fair sex nmightI have inclined hirm to spare them a comparison with the forty-nine unlhappy daughters of the king of Argos; yet, the appearance of the "rouyh reaindeC7e? of our sex wals well calculated to a.fford him a theme for some of "tile wvorst /i,.~/,inzi'~yS,' connected with his characters in the realms of Pluto. i aim sure, dear sir, this part of my letter will greatly interest tlhe youthful branches of your family. [But if they are inclinedl to smile at the siyp~licity of the heathen, to whose mythology I have been alluding, you must remind them that, if they have a more consistent, sublimne, and elevated faith, CASTLETON AND PEAK'S HOLE' CAVERN. 63 they owe it to that Bible, which many American infidels attempt to despise. Coutinuinmg our subterraneous tour, we passed thlrouglh a varTiety of soacious halls and chambers, some of wlich oux i('i10 naeI T7e Bel' Uose, Royer.:-~ie'"3.seJoe /.atcei, I/,e Devil's Cellar, the I'li-J 07/SC, o.tT of L incoln,,, &c., &e. Portions of tliue roor, w1it p,:etty s- ars and stalactites, were succUAivegy Vl:vi(ea.lc, I.. tLe n1i3tul Ieamis of our lights, and somnetimes slIou_ rcs.th bol.:tifIl s!lein-or. A number of mnall ivuniets criossed oumi' palth at intervals, wlhich, consideling tlle dartkness and uncertnLilty of their orin.ibn, d4epth, and deStinution, did not produce an agcreeable sensation. Their gent -le and silver'y riIef, ass they passed over threip pebbly'bottom, whispered unlecsy apfprehensions, inlsteacld of t-ra d..!zit re-ose. o far from lulling the mind into': anz oblivionzs,inzsenzsibitiay 7 of danger, like the nmurmurjin sounds of the waters of oblivioz, they rather rendered the mind more sensitive to the possibility of a "false slea " and its conzseqneces; sugooetinog' the idea of deep pits ancl chasms, into which, lhad we tumbled, as did the priest of Dciazna, rela-ted in his story to the weepino Eceria, wye feared there would have been no waters of lPhlegethon in which to have 1" washed- to their hzealin," our lacerated linmbs; nor a miraculous escape, through the mneans of a:" coveringy of clozd,'" by the benevolence of her latJship, Diana, to hide our exit from his majesty, Pluto; nor the prospect of being honored with the signifilcant title, Virbiuts,- that is, twice c1,,za z. As vision becname more accustomed to the gloom of the place, objects were perceived with greater distinctness and satisfaction. At length we arrived at' the rive)r Styv,'' so named by our guide; a dark sheet of iwater, three or four feet in depth, overhung by dismal rocks; but, unlike'~" "" " — yv'j'I""''" 64 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. its infernal namesake, in heathen fable, which encircles and flows nine times around hell,@ it only extends, we were told, thirteen or fourteen yards. Perhaps they meant, it is only navigable thus far. It doubtless has an outlet through which it passes, and, after many meanderings through the bosom of the mountain, gains the light of day, and plays and sparkles in the sunbeams, a crystal stream; - as if to illustrate that beautiful thought of a late writer:'" Here our gnincls are like springzs, lying coldly and darkly in their native bed; but who can calculate their depth and fulness when the rock of mortality is smitten, and the refulgent stream of intellect gushes forth to roll and sparkle in the light of heaven? " Well, we stood upon the banks of the Setyx. A boat there was, but no ferryman; or, to be more Classical, no C/aronz.'" Where is the son of Erebus and Nox " All was silent and death-like. It was not an unclassical thought, in our guide, to detain us on the gloomy shores a few minutes; as if to remind the visitors of the disablities of those who had not been honored with funzeral rites. The souls of such were doomed to wander one hundred years along the gloomy shores of Styx ere they were allowed to enter the boat of Charon; or, to put us in mind of the ferriage, or, more properly passport, which every living visitor to the lower regions had to present, ere he was ferried over the Stygian lake. A good apology for the absence, silence, and tardiness of old Charon, is found in the fact that, centuries ago, he was imprisoned one whole year, because, against his own will and judgment, he ferried HTiercules over without a passport. Indeed, the ancients always placed a piece of money zidter the tongue of the * The ancients said it was named Styx, in honor of a celebrated heroine of that name, who, with her three daughters, according to their mythology, assisted Jupiter in his war against the Titan-s. CASTLETON AND PEAK'S HTOLE CAVERN. 65 deceased, as a fee for Charon. I could not avoid the pleasing reflection, that this, and many other fabulous representations of the invisible world, of which the ancients were so fbncl, prove how deeply they were impressed with the belief of the soul's immortality, and of a future state of rewvards and punishments. I do not remember meeting, in their writings, with any sentiment which indicates that they entertained the most distant hope of the resurrection of the body. They believed, however, that an exposure of the corpse to the elements, or the leavingw it to perish without proper funeral ceremonies, would have an influence upon tile soul in the eternal world. The story of Charon and his boat originated, I believe, with the ancient Egyptians, who always pronounced sentence upon their dead. In order to this, the bo(ly was conveyed across a lake, in a boat. When disembarked, it,was judged and sentenced, according to its actions. If good, it was honored with a splendlid buriail; if bad, it was left unnoticed, to waste away and perish in the open air. To the judgment of the gods in the invisible world, they left that which they could not reach - the.so'll. Thank God for the Bible for its dcoctrinzes. as well as its precepts. How sinplie, how gyraczd/! Tow rationzal, how sublidte.! ow g/oriots, how terir'i/ ic! Here a lamb ma-y wade," said a good mnan,' and here an elephant may swim; " it is a depth suitable to every intellect. Other writintgs," Said another,': may make us wvise to adm-tiration, but thie Scriptures only can make us woise u'into salvationz." Clouds an(d: darkness must have ever rested upon eternity, (teeper tlln all the' nturky vapoJ1s,':' which: in a he~athen's estimation, settled dowin upon the bounda ry river of' Pluto's domains, had we been left without the light of revelation. Through life, and in our dying moments, wo can with safety repose upon its declarations.'~ 66 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. A watchword from our guide was reechoed lustily from the opposite shores by Charon. A couple of us entered the little boat in faith. We were ordered to lie down flat in the straw, candle in hand: and off we went, we knew not whither; till suddenly we were underneath an arch of rock, which just allowed our boat to pass; thus, two by two," we were ferried over, through the "muscular power" of Charon, exerted at the end of a rope. The shores upon which we landed were quite as bleak as those we left. Hence, we saw nothing of the Elysii CGapi, said to be on that side of Styx; - nor " singlng of birds, nor pleasavnt streams, nor evergreen bowers, nor delightful meadows," nor any other mortals but ourselves; - nothing but blackness and darkness, which our lights rendered more palpable and oppressive, as if we had arrived at that awful spot mentioned by the poet, and from which, a poet only could have won " ani idec of s ublimwtity " "Whose battlements look o'er into the vale Of?on-existence - nothing's strange abode!" But a truce to fables; we are in an English cavern; certainly one of the most imposing I have ever, in the entire course of my travels, visited. We proceeded onward, through a variety of windings and narrow apertures, till we arrived at the extremity of the cavern, - a distance, from where we lost sight of day, of between two and three thousand feet, and at a very great depth below the summit of the mountain. The longer we remained, objects could be perceived with more and more distinctness. On our return, we paused beneath a vast gulf, which shot upward to what seemed to us an immeasurable distance. Suddenly a numerous array of blue lights and torches kindled and blazed CASTLETON AND PEAI'S THOLE CAVERN. 67 upward through the vast profound, which illumined an extensive portion of this magnificent vault. The hitherto dark vacuity seemed instantly full of curious objects, of whose existence we had no conception a few moments before; rugged projections, bold and curiously-formed crags, colunns, arches, domes, - nature's own mnasonry, - rather, the wonderful workmanship of an Almighty hand; lofty recesses, ornamented with spars and stalactites, which sparkled with various lustres. The entire cavern is composed of a limestone strata, with a mixture of marine exuvie, and gemmed in many places with these pretty formations. But the eye is never satisfied with seeiny; there were altitudes to which vision could not reach; unexplored portions above and beyond, filled with deep darkness, which bade defiance to the glare of lights; literally,' The light shzined in the darkness, and the darkness comprehended it not; " that is, received it not. — John 1: 5. A solenm illustration this, we thought, of the darckness, ignorance, folly, superstition, wickedness, and consequent wretchedness, which have so long settled down like the gloom of the bottomless pit upon vast portions of our race. "' ThIe blue lights anzd torches" of heathen sages have for ages glared heavenward through the gloom iprofozund, but only to cast a few fitful gleams upon the murky shades in their proximity. " Clouds, alas! and darkness, rested upon" all beyond. The light of nature and providence has been as ineffectual as the light of reason and conscience. The Jewish religion was the lamp of the world; it cast a cold and feeble light upon the gloom which overspread all nations, but was inefficient to penetrate it; the darkness received it not; it neither understood nor profited by it. These lights, all of them, were but as liyhts shipning in a dark place, - as our lights in this cavern, —awfiully illustrative of our world, 68 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. and of every sinner's heart, "' until the day dawnv, ranJd t/he ~day-star, pwtlpogo5, thle LIG-IT-BRINGERP, acrise in, you;r hea'rts" (2 Peter 1: 19) till a voice from heaven, which shall be heard and felt, says to every nation,'!'Rise arid shine, for thy light is come, and the glory of tZhe LoRD is risen?upon thee.'" These lights and torches, which glimmer through this cavern, do but excite our curiosity, without satisfying it; they scatter their fitful gleams about, but do not illuminate the gulf. A long continuation of such al-ticial lieight must blacken what it proposes to brighten. These spars'and other crystallized formations must, in. course of time, become sooted over, till their brilliancy has totally disappeared. No one will deny that nature, providence, reason and conscience, have sent forth emanations of lioght; but only sufficient to alarmy, the human mind, to arouse its powers, to sltart eneryies, propose problemes, and state difiicullies; but this light offered no terms of peace or reconciliation, answerved no questions, solved no problems, and settled no difficulties; it only bewildered and terrified the understanding of man. The humran powers, by their fearful and corrupt:-ol'kings, absorbed a more deathly taint from surroun(linog gloom, became encrusted in deeper ignorance, and blackened:wvith grosser vices. Tature m:y retain within herself, in this cavern,,a method of self-purification. These pretty mineral productions may possibly cleanse themselves perio(lically from thle effects of the smoke; or they mafy possess properties capable of nleutlalizing the eftects of such sooty exhalations. JH:uman nature inherits no such power oL selfpur' ification.. It has become wDorse and vwor'se, blaclkeer, and more'' deygraded, and brultish, as century has succeeded to century. Look at the ancient Greeks and Romans. In them we see unassisted humzan nature, mI mean, un;as. CASTLETON AND PEAK'S HOLE CAVERN. 69 sisted by a divine revelation, -in its brightest polish; intellect at its largest grasp; arts and sciences, — philosopZy, eloquence, sculpture, painting, poetry, -at their highest noon. "' There is no elastic energy," says one, " in a heathen mind, no recuperative power to bring it back to God, no well-spring of life to purify the soul. The heathen are, of themselves, making no advances towards the truth, or towards a better system of religion. They make no progress towards civilization, intelligence, liberty. The effect of time is only to deepen the darkness, and to drive the heathen further from God. They only adore more shapeless blocks; they bow before -orse-looking idols; they worship less elegant and more polluted temples. The idols of the heathen are not constructed with half the skill and taste with which they were two thousand years ago, nor are their temples built with such exquisite art. No idol of the heathen world could now be compared with the statue of Minerva, at Athens;; no temple can be likened to the Parthenon; no sentiment, originated now in China, India, or Africa, equals in sublimity or purity the views of Socrates. The heathen world is becoming worse and worse; more degenerate, more abominable, more pitiable, from age to age; darker, and more debased, till the space which divides the human race from the brute has become reduced to the narrowest possible dimensions, consistently with preserving that distinction at all." The day which now shines over Castleton could illumine this cavern in a moment, could it be introduced. This may never be, unless by the spasms of an earthquake, hitherto unk/nown to these parts, unless we suppose this natural wonder was occasioned by some such convulsions in nature. * Or the Apollo at Rome. 70 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. This darkness may hlave a lease of tle' plac, o extending to the latest period of time; when the blaze of the last day shall burst into all these subterrianeous pass,goes; Ahllen darknzess, like SINNxERS, must fly bfiore it, and cry in vain for rocks and mountains to hide it from the fhce of the pursuing and consumingo enemy. - Rev. 6: 12-17. But a day has dawned, a Gospel dcay, which Shall never know a close. The tiyz of Riyhteousn.ess h,(s a riseon upon our world, w1cith healing i his wvilngys. I Portione after portion of our globe shall become illuminated by 1i3 rays, until t1he -whole world slhall be filled with the ligiht o' the gloiy of God. Thllt Inatuiral sun,, which is now shon -eing dow-in his rays upon En,gland, were wve cabove groni,n to see in will survive all the moral ancl intellectual ditrkesiss A\binh disgraces our race; even that Awhich exists in the innelmost recesses of those dark places of the ear th h':lch are txi'h habitations of cruelty. There is not a sinole- nCation within the circuit;and visitations of his rays, that shilal not be enlightened, cheered and warmed, by the glorious bleams of the, iun of Ri,/hteoitsness. Hallelujah The Lorid God omnipotent reigneth A _men i:But I have detained you quite too long in this gloomy and solitary abode. IHighly entertained with our 2n,,~A.ergrovunzd exc'ut.rsionZ, wve emerged into open dl.ay. One of' our party, who did not accomlpany us into thle cavelrn, infioriled us there had been another storm of tlundler and lighotnini; but we heard nothing of it; besides, we hital so-methingo of the kjnd of ourL own. Our guide dcetmined -us hll' "n hIabou-i for tihe purpose of cha.i7cygu c,'oc eI/ oh vtJCr; 7 tohe explosion was succeeded by thousends of echnoes from ch above, benelth, running fai r nl Andl wie lthrouolg 1 e chass anL c1rannies, extending into ot11her caverns yet unvisited by the foot of man. As the distance increased, the echoes became soft CASTLETON AND PEAlK7S HOLE CAVERN. 71 and sweet, resmrnbling the ripple of waves, or rain cominog down like music,'' fainter and imore distant stidl1 till tliey seemed to fall by solitary drops into the profandity of solel capacious and fIar-away reservoir. low great th- c'ig11(11O whIen once mLoL-e in o' et day I! (b't not greater tliha the inildael ener oinc fro'om the caverns of infideity-, into thle lin:i iand suinsinm of Gospel day) - 1the sun shlning throuhll; glorious sky, remTdinding us of those fine lines of a poet,viho saung the honors of C/i hrsti iSty'' Ofrom osten ution as from wealkness free, It stands, lile the cerulean arch we see, Matjestic in its own simplicity." After dinler, we a.eesmded a steep hill, behind the village of Castleton, upon wbhich stands an old dilapidated castle; a venerable ruin, and hoary with years. It stanids upon the verge of a rocky precipice, almost directly over the c:vlern I have been describing. This is the ancient' Caistle oE the Peak."' Some consider thlle structure Ilorman; others assCrt wt as a pl.ce of royal residence during tlle goverlnment of tlie Saxons. Descending fioom this emnience, we walk;ei on in the direction of Ifai Tor, _ctre si.cr7 n ot,/ i considered, in these parts, sone of the seven wonders of the Pea/. of Derby/shire. It is an immense hill, one thousand three hundred feet above the level of theo valley. It bears some resemblance to Mount IdaL,'hlich overtlookl Troy, U. S., with a similar brsoken front as if:a'niAlY avalanche had but lately come away from the top, br'igilH; with it to the very base, the fifth part' o thle moun'tain. This cimvptive side has a singular fppe:r lnce; it is cittaposed of a. sort offia/:ay snbslance, lwhich deconiposes in tlice winter, by the action of frost, and is continually cominilo rr0 The decomposition during winter is said to be rapid; and 72 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. it is kept up curing the year, by the action of the sun's rays, wind, rain, and by the various changes of the atmx osphere. The descent of these small particles gives the mountain a shivering aspect; but the inhabitants affirm that a rnubling sound is frequently heard to proceed from the bowels of the mountain. Sometimes it sends forth a runshilng noise, like a river running over its pebbly bed. Notwithstanding these perpetual dilapidations, the oldest inhabitant, I understand, is not able to perceive any diniiation in the size of the mountain. lHere is another " sbzb ject" for your speculating mind. Your philosophy, of course, discards the old notions of the spirit, geniu1s, om genii, of the mountain; but, were this mountain on classic ground, it would stand, unquestionably, connected with the transformation and punishment of some of the gods or goddesses of antiquity. The ancients, you will recollect, accounted for the convulsions and eruptions of Mount Etna by the incarceration, within its burning caverns, of the giant Typheus or Typhon, by the offended gods. A thunderbolt from the hand of Jupiter left him sprawling beneath the island of Sicily, his feet reaching to the utmost verge of the island, while his arms and shoulders ran beneath an extensive territory. His head was supposed to be directly underneath IEtna. From his mouth and nostrils proceeded flames, vapor, and smoke. The rivers of lava were but the product of an emetic; and those tremendous convulsions, which shook and terrified the country around, were but his gigantic efforts to disengage himself from the ponderous weight under which he groaned. This allusion will make the foundation for a classical story for the boys, which you know so well how to improve. Leaving the shivering mountain on the right, we ascended an eminence to the left, and arrived at the Blue Johin iuile. CASTLETON AND PEAK'S HOLE CAVERN. 73 The entrance has nothing of the picturesque which characterizes Peak's HIole; it is quite concealed and covered by a little house on the brow of a gentle hill. Our guide, having furnished us with lighted candles, led the way through a small door in the a-partment, not unlike the entrance to an humble cellar. Through a series of- rugged steps, hewn in the limestone rock, we descended nearly five hundled feet. The passages and rooms through which we passed, some of which are spacious, were brilliant with spars of various shapes andt splendors. We paused for a few minutes in one apartment of uncommon dimensions, where the company, formingo a circle in the centre, sang yery sweetly: "From 1ll that dclell beloTw the skhies Let the Crea-or,'s praise arise; Let the Redceemers nam ie be sung Thlroug eavey l; nc by e-T'-y tongofue." MAy C' observatiozns acnd reflections " in the Peak's A0ole Cavern have been spun out to such a length as, to precllde a m —inute deseTiption of these subtenlanuetu' a.bodes. After lemlinuti nT'-in hour or two, encompassed by'' bi. c',5.,rs t't da a'/es'3," Awe' eme zlTgee onl ce morie into: opie., r. &,ty.: 1 ouv gr.e..t hte c1hnLae 1 i[ own like thll clealmta, nees o[' tlli_ i Ie.: conver t (I thoui!ut), w-len just emtergin out o0' the gloo01my cavlern ot dcurlc anld deslpa',iurby r.e2eztn/a;,Vcc, - hltl;inr been, poelrhlps, there for weeks; and 1: t ose c'qidl s'yllef's. /ielli de th, and i7n," forlever n rini a1 tempest' in his ehits; s,' da',ar ilmp7ortance" sadolning every bouir of his drleary existence 1 SWhlile' conscienice w-lites a, doonsdaytv snenee on his }hear't,'' t lhee is' a h i.:' p cc. - sio,,': ot ulany sills, mtarching oiiward to meeL iin t tle bar oCf God. Thiere is, lowever. an outlet of rnlt.ecy. PB the light of the cross it is revealed:': Behold the Laimb of 74 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. God, that taketh away the sins of the world!" The outlet is in this direction, and in no other. Repenting and believing, he. hails it from afar, and presses forward, "with vengeance at his heels," into life, liberty, and glorious day. After tea we set out for Sheffield. The evening was one of the loveliest. As we passed down the vale, the eye was charmed by a variety of agreeable objects. Castleton, seated amid quiet and sweet seclusion, in the bosom of the mountains, was gradually retiring from view, while our vision ranged up the cultivated valley, and swept along the rugged sides of the mountains, some of which were reposing in deep shadow, others were radiant with the rays of the declining sun. An immense cloud, of a peculiar brown color, stood over Mainam Tor, casting a shadowy tinge, to a proportionate length, down the mountain. The village church, at length, the ruin above, Mamin Tor, and all the guardian hills of Castleton, disappeared from our sight, and we pursued our way homeward over a succession of hills and dales, where nature has been by no means niggardly in the bestowment of her favors. Our company separated a few miles from Sheffield, when I rode on to Dronfield with the family of the Rev. David Clark, minister of the Independent church of that village. I spent the night at his house. Next day, visited the school connected with this chapel, and was much gratified with the exercises of the children, and gave them a short address. The village church is ancient. We spent an agreeable hour in the interior, "Reading the mural tablets of the dead, Or poring o'er the dimly-sculptured names Upon its sunken pavement." CASTLETON AND PEAK'S HOLE CAVERN. 75 Returned to Sheffield in the afternoon, and preached to a large congregation at night. The revival is still advancing in power. As I intend to forward you, by the next steamer, a full account of the work of God, I shall bring this long letter to I' an abrupt close." Farewell! CHAPTER V. NORTON IIOUSEo YESTERDAY I arrived here, - Norton House, the residence of T/Lhonas B. Holy, Escl. It is a fine, venerable, b'tro.iczl-liete mansion, par'tly covered withi ivy, venerable jn kaspect. andtl' becButIifttlfor siutationz.' 3rotler Unvi7 ii accompanied me fromn S/heflield. We had a lovely ridce. The neighborhood of Sheffield is famed for its rural betruty, wllich is seen to great advantage in ascendinc, the hills of Nsor'lon-. The points of observation are so nul1merous a'nd a dvantaDgteous, that one mnay post hihmself upon many aJ sipectlcatia e height," as Cowper terms thllem, and -view, exultino', "a spacious mnap of hills, with valley iinterposecd between."' The hills, "swelling and undul;tting to alnd frio,' are enlivened with green fields, tufted with tces, and fringoed withl foliage. Groves and thlickets spredcl thelmselves over the sides and summits of gentle eminences, and 0nod upon -1 the neijlhbor'ing( steeps. Gritiui, or cold and dcejecneI, munst thalt hea1t be, thbat is not war'?m-ed, chie.ered, anc eetafilel, by a- scene so innocent, so diversifiied so loveiy Fe 1lL:dscan es, in fact, can vlie, wAit!:h it in beauty and firtility, or afford'iicher materials -for the irural pencil: ~4 --------- Soft delcliviti-s, tufted hills, Vith Yiewv of waters turning busy mills.' Nor should Sheffield be overlooked in the distance: NORTON HOUSE. "Whose fragrant air is yon thick smoke, Which shrouds it like a mourning cloak." And now adieu, once more, beloved Sheffield! I have added a few more pleasant days, and successful efforts to bring sinners to God, to the many such-like days I have spent, within thee. Farewell! I love thee though thy mantle of smoke is drawn so closely around thee! My heart is with thee; for where one's treasure is, there will the heart be also! - my spiritual children are within thy walls. Peace be unto thee and them, and to the friends I leave behind. And now, with what comforts, eleyancies, and mercies, am I surrounded! many of them such as Cicero labelled, " Circumstantial pieces of felicity! " 0, how kindly has the Lord provided for me in my weaknesses, during my travels in this and other lands! - hiding-places, as well as resting-iplcces for the poor, weary, disabled Evangelist, or Revivalist, as I am called, - which all Christ's ministers should be; - with persecutions sometimes, - what St. Paul named outside fightings, and inside fears,W' Withoout were fightings, within were fears; - ourflesh had no rest, but we were troubled on every side;" -a little brush of such things now and again, but wisely proportioed, by my Lord and Master, to my strength; - but hie soon kindles my soul again, into a pillar of file, travelling through the wilderness of lunsaved sinners! Had St. Paul been favored with such a resting-place as this, how he would have enjoyed it, when he wrote to his brethren in Christ at Corinth, "Now ye are full, now ye are rich; ye have reigned as k/ings witho'ut us; and would to God ye did reign, that we also might reign with you. For I think that God hath set forth us the apos 78 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. ties last, as it were appointed to death: for wve are mnade a spectacle unto the world, and to angels, anzd to menzc;" then followed a list of his grievances and sufferings; - that he and his fellow apostles were called fools and wceak,were defamed and persecuted, - labored and worked with their own, hands, that they might preach the Gospel without charge; yet for all that they were 1reviled, and counted the filth. and off-scouring of all things, - were buffeted, did suffer both huzlner and thirst, ay, and nakednzess, and had no certain dvelling-place.- -1 Cor. 4: 8, 13. 0, my Lord and my God, I may well be ashamed here!"I blush in all things to abound." How long would St. Paul have been contented here? Only till he felt the stirrings of the cgift divinze! - till he felt the fire begin to burn wvithin, - till the word of the Lord became as fire in his bonzes, as with the prophet Jeremiah of old! Ah me! thus it will be with vze before long; then the paradise of NTorton House would turn into a wilderness, haunted with the still small voice, " What doest thou here, Elijah?" Al, my Lord! But he permits a, rest, - lie who said to his wearied disciples, " Come ye yourselves apart into a desert place, and rest a zvwhile.'" "Rbest is necessary for those who labor,:' says Dr. Clarke; " and a zeaious preacher of the Gospel will as often stand in need of it as a galley slave." But Jesus called them into a desert place; and lo, I rest a while in an Edenz! Norto0 n is the birthplace of the celebrated sculptor, Chantrey; one of the greatest artists England has produced. There is a mnzuou7nent to his meHmory, in the old church close by, of plain white marble, enriched Fwith a nzedallionl likeness of the artist. His remains repose a few NORTON HOUSE. 79 yards from the church, encompassed by an iron palisading. A short time before his death he came down from Londlloi to choose his place of sepulture. In doing so lie remarked to the aged clergyman, " But I do not intend you to bury me; " but he did so, shortly after! CHAPTER VY. CHESTERFIELD. EXTRACTS FROM THE JOURNAL. Chesterfield, Derbyshire, October 27, 1845. - After a few days I became restless at Norton, and longed for action. This call to preach is an intrusive thing; - like the conscience of Shakspeare's hero, it " 7mutinies in a man's bosom, and fills one full of obstacles." The reflection of what fzmi7ght have been done in rescuiing souls from Satan, while one has been loitering, becomes annoying, and weighs heavy;- the call lies heavy on the heart, when one is out of action. But, 0, how light and pleasant amid the battle for Christ and soutls! Well, I hastened away to this town on Saturday, and gave battle against the Devil and all his works, yesterday. The Lord of hosts was with us indeed, "' as an armed man, and a mighty one;" to kill and make alive, to rend and to bind utp, to wound and to heal. There were forty-two sinners converted from the world; and twenty-seven church-members justified; and twventy-three believers sought and found full salvation. Total, during the day, ninety-two saved. Of these, a dozen were backsliders. Surely the fields are alreadcy white unto the harvest! A pleasing letter from the Rev. D. Walton, the superintendant of Wesleyan Methodism in the city of York. He CHESTERFIELD, 81 tells me the revival is still progressing, and that no Sabbath has passed since I left without souls being saved. That was a noble work in York, during those three or four months I spent in that city, when over ninle hundred were converted firom the world; three hundred members of the Wesleyan and other churches were saved, and betweenz seven and eitS, hiz.utdered believers were sanctified. Memorable months to 1m1e. Oct. 29. - Chesterfield must be the battle-ground some tiume longer. Crowds upon crowds listen to the wo rd; and scores and scores are slain and saved by it. The scenes are becoming sublimely awful. Mfy.joy, in beholding these displays of the power of God, is mingled with an adoring awe. The human soul is a fearful thing, when aroused to a sense of its danger. To behold the tears, and hearken to the bitter cries and iwails, of despairing sinners, pierced by the word of God, and torn by their own consciences, gives one some idea of St. Paul's meaning, vwhen he says, " The word of God is quzick anZd powerftul, anzd shcaiper than any two-edged sword, piercing to the dividinu asunder of soul and spirit, anld of the joinzts and malrrozw, and is a discernser of the tholghts anCd inteents of the heart." Heb. 4:12. Extraordinary language that. Such is that living and pow'.ceiful word when preached with the HIoly Ghllost sent down from heaven. It then penetrates the heart-, as a sword does the body; reachingl the inmost recesses of the mind, as the sword the marrow of the bones, and conveys life or death to him who receives it. Oct. 31. - The weather is charming. Although busy with the penz, when not in the pulpit, I find time to enjoy it in solitary rambles two or three hours a day. There is a little rural lane, which runs through the fields, near the 82 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. house of Mr. Savage (where I am entertained), where I enjoy delightful walks. The air is so pure, and the quiet is so deep and unbroken. 0,. what sweet, deep peace, and purity of heart and thought, I enjoy there! What heavenward aspirations/! What freedom from care! What communion with the past, and with God, who knows it all! What a pilgrim-like looking forwards and upwards, in that quiet lane! And then at night; to willing crowds, preaching Jesus, and life and salvation through his name: "The business pursue, he hath made me to do, And rejoice that I ever was born." Nov. 1.- The work of God here, like a river, deepens and widens as it proceeds, and with increased rapidity and power. There seems to be little or no opposition as yet. It is as if it had stolen a march on Satan, and fallen upon his kingdom before he was prepared to cope with it. The people have been taken by surprise, and neither sinners nor Satan seem to know how to resist it. It is not the first time i have seen it thus; may it not be the last! About one hundred and fifty souls converted since Sabbath morning last, and many sanctified. Now hath the word of the Lord free course, and is glorified of all. This is the Lord's doings, and marvellous in the eyes of all his people hereabouts. And 0, what charming weather! What heavenly afternoons! What splendid sunsets! 6 How cheerful, through her shortening day, Is JLutumn in her weeds of yellow! And, then, one's own sweet, deep peace of heart and gladness. I cannot believe with him who said: CHESTERFIELD. 83 s' Joy is the portion of the skies, Beneath them, all is care." No! no! Faith, and Hope, and gentle Love, Prometheuslike, seize upon this portion of the skies - steal this celestial fire, wherewith to inspire and animate my poor needy heart, cheering the exile wonderfully! CHAPTER VII. PROGRESS OF THE REVIVAL IN CHESTERFIELD. MR. CAUGHEY, speaking of the work in this place, says: The Lord did great things among us yesterday (Sabbath); ninety-seven souls found mercy, of whom fiftyseven were from the world; and tzenzly-six professed entire sanctification. Of those justified, seventeen were backsliders. Yesterday was a day long to be remembered in Chesterfield; such as has not been seen here since it was a town. Hallelujah! O, what amaze and sweet surprise filled my soul Such scenes as wee beheld yesterday seem really necessary to make one realize the real,randeulr and omnipotent power there is in the Gospel. And of all the evidelnces our world affords, that Jesus Christ, the Son of God, lives and reigns equal with the Father over the universe, these scenes of power and mercy seemed to nme to be the greatest. To tell a poor, miserable sinner that Jesus Christ hath powoer zulpoo earuth to forgive his sins; to have him believe this, so as to risk his all for time and for eternity upon it; then to see how instantly his soryrow is turned into joy, his darkness into day, and not in one or two cases merely, but scores and scores of instances in a few short hours, the evidence of the truth of that mighty fact becomes overwhelming. When Jesus said to the paralytic man, l" Be of good PROGRESS OF THE REVIVAL.:85 cheer; thy sins be forgiveln thee," the bystanders said within themselves,'"W'hy dolh he thu.s spreak blasphemnies? TiVho can, fojrgive sins but God alone? " This unuttered sentiment was a universal sentiment, wide as the world of man. it was not limited to the breast of a Jewish scribe, but claimed the empire of a universal instinct. And never had Jesus a better opportunity to do it reverence, and to confirm it forever, than at tha1t oment; never a time more favo rable or more suitable to disabuzse the public mind of the suspicion of his acting the very God, and usurping the throne and prerogative of the supreme Jehovah. But did he seize so suitable an opportunity to do so? No; for it is recorded, "But he, knowing their thoughts, said, Why do ye thinklcevi in your hearts? For which is easier to say, 7hFy sinzs' te.,i..or to say, Arise and walk? But that ye mzay k/nom Mtze Son of.man hath power upon, eartA to forgive sinzs [he sa,ith to the paralytic], Arise, take up thy couch, and go to thy house;" thus confirming the dread impression which his words,' Thty sitns be forgiven? thee," had conveyed. " W'ho can' forgive sins btet God alone? Thus, as one finely observes,! forestalling the funcetions of thle last day, he remitted the claimns of justice on a sinful being, erased his guilt from the book of God, changed the relations of an accountable creature to the supreme Governor, and, in effect, asserted that he possessed the power of talking fro the inmost soul the sting of conscious guilt; rwhile, bvy dec l"ri thbat he retained this power, though he was then the Ti-3on of lan u.po2 ecr'th,2 he ca.l ries our tlloughts to the state whence he had descended, nud reminds us that no distance froml his throne above, no depth of humiliation to which he rmi ght condescend, can deprive him of his right to pardon;,at,.t as it is exclusively, so it is inalienably divine; and that 8 86 StHOWERS OF BLESSING. he is therefore free to use it as God, though for a time he may choose to rank as the Son of man. "Preceding prophets, jealous for the divine honor, had scrupulously guarded against the remotest suspicion that they spake in their own name; they distinctly confessed their delegated capacity, and perpetually appealed to the authority which sent them. But Jesus, we have seen, without any modification or reserve, employed the language of supreme personal authority. He did not, indeed, in any way impart the impression of an interest, or even an existence, detached from the Father. The authority by which he spoke, though expressly his own, was, by identity of nature, the authority of the Father also. As often as he exercised the functions of the legislator, he placed himself, if I may say so, on a level, and in a line, with the eternal throne; so that its glory fell directly upon him, and by him was again reflected back, mingled with the lustre of his own greatness. While he stood forth distinctly in his own personality, and addressed us in his own name, he stood in so perfect a conjunction with the Deity, and so far within the borders of the encircling light, that his voice came with the authority of an oracle from the central glory.'Glorify thy Son, that thy Son also may glorify thee. I am in the Father, and the Father is in me. No lman knoweth the Father but the Son. neither knoweth any man the Son but the Father. Whatsoever things the Father doeth, these also doeth the Son likewise. He that hath seen me hath seen the Father also. I and my Father are one.' " But of all his displays of authority, his forgiveness of sin is immeasurably the greatest. This, according to human conceptions, is the highest and uttermost prerogative of the Supreme. It is to ascend a throne above the lawgiver, and to silence his voice, and suspend his functions, for a reason PROGRESS OF THE REVIVAL. 87 paramount to a11 law, and more comprehensive. It is to overrule the claims of justice, and, stopping it in its full career towards the sinner, to exhibit a reason for mercy, to which justice bows with reverence, and before which it retires. Law, the dictate of infinite wisdom, is the rule by which man is to act towards God; but forgiveness is a dispensation, a reason, issuing from a deeper recess of his nysterious nature, and by which he chooses to act towards us. But this prerogative, essentially divine, this high and incommunicable right, Jesus exercised, and vindicated his competence to do so." And so he did yesterday, blessed be his name N! early one hundred sinners, saved by grace, were enabled to'"set to their seal" that Jesus Christ hlath power cupon earth to forgive sins. Hallelujah to God and the Lamb! The population are in a state of armcaze. This amazing work of God has evidently taken them by subrprise. They seem as if stunned. SiS'ziers know not what to say. Those who understand the Gospel ask for no exp,)lanations or apol oyies, and they get none; only more and more of the same great truths which have been thundering so at the door of their hearts, followed by the animating cry of' Behold, behold the Lamb!" CHAPTER V11I1 AN ASTROLOGIAN LADY. Nov. 3d. - -Iave been requested by a romantic lady, some distance off, to give her my views of " the science of astrology; " — seems anxious to kinow whether I belong to the lfamily of him, who, Among the heavens his eye can see Trace of things that are to be." Or, forgetting all that has been said in England, pro and coil, about the a postolical succession, w-hether I have the honor to be in the noble succession of the Chacldern sihepherds, who once "beneath the concave of the unclouded skies,"' read'il the stars " the decrees and resolut-ions of the gods. MA-y reply, I fear, will neither be considered gallant nor satisfactory; — that I never meddle with the stcts, only to tdnziJ'e them,- leaving them, usually; to take care of themselves;. being much of the same mind of him who said, "I'c rather have no hand with the stars; They're above us all every way." Although, with Milton, I am fond of beholding the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, AN ASTROLOGIAN LADY. 89 Like one that has been led astray Through the heavens' wide, pathless way; And oft as her head she bowed, Stooping through a fleecy cloud." Adding, I am not fond of the coijectural sciences, although they have their fascinations, doubtless. The stars may have their effects and influences upon this fine weather, for aught we know; but that future events may be foretold by their situation and aspects, I leave those to demonstrate who have time to consult attentively the book and volume of the sky. The Scriptures are safer guides than the constellations; the promises of God, than. the stars of the astrologist. The light ofpassing providenTces is better to go by than the light of passing stars; safer, besides, unless one covets the fate of him who, when gazing at a star tumbled into a ditch. Sincere prayer to " the Father of lights, with whom there is no variableness, neither shadow of turning " (James 1: 17), is safer and better than the closest attention to the lore of the Chaldean shepherds, or any of their successors. I am not averse to " celestial observations," but there is a volurne more reliable than that which astrologists consult —the Holy Bible; the promises and intimations of which are unaffected by clouds; and seeing that the steady, serene, uznzclouded skies of the Assyrian sages have not been vouchsafed to OdI Efngland, I may be pardoned for clinging so closely to a volume designed to be " a lamnp unto may feet, and a light unto my path " (Ps. 119: 105), through this wildernless world; in which, doubtless, there is an Oasis. or an Edena, which has survived th/e fall, for most travellers through it; but the light of the Bible is better than the light of the stars, to make the discovery. 8,y, CHAPTElR IX. A GLIMPSE OF PRIVATE EXPERIENCE. Nov. 3. Afternoon.- Solitude! It makes the head clearer, and the h'eart better - where one may learn more and more of God, of self, and men, -' at proper angle I take my stand to see them better; " and then in public come out and tell them all that passed before me,- all I saw and all I felt. A great place is solitude to study self; and all that lies deep in the depths within; " deep calling un-to deep-)," -— voices never heard amidst the din of outer existence.'I Awas left alonze, and saw this great vision," says Daniel. Great thinygs and great prizciples mnust be confionted in silence and solitude. There, they must be discovered, conzversed iwith, wrestled with,'midst the thoughts, as Jacob with the ang/el, and conquered, until they speak, and tell their secrets, and give their blessing. Then out and confriont, and conquter. For he that, as an intellectual prince, thus prevails in secret, will prevail with men also. He has mastered /imnsef and his theme, and he -ill imaster opozponents also. It is almidst the solitudes of nature, and the solitudes of th/oufgh/t, where one encounters other voices, — the voice of God, and the voices of eternity. And thought rolls upon thought, as the waves against the shore, - unbidden, deep, awful, - over the solemn silence of the soul. There, soimetimes, the soul resigns herself with the Will and Reason, A GLIMPSE OF PRIVATE EXPERIENCE. 91 into the arms of a profound stillness, passive and waiting "on some heavenly impulse!" And there, and from thence, the soul travels into "heavenly places," or down the steeps of solid darkness, through brazen gates, through perdition's woes. Thus she gathers fresh strength, and vivid perceptions, and mastery over what escapes her in the crowd. The crowd! My mind relaxes in the crowd, and loses its elasticity, its independence, and the mastery. Thought dilutes in the crowd, or escapes, as the parents missed Jesus in the crowd, and sought for him there in vain. It is in silence and solitude my soul finds herself, possesses herself, and joins herself to God, and learns the meaning of Jesus, "In your patience possess ye your souls." There she narrowly scans and weighs her dificultlies, learns how to master them, and walks up and down the mnount of God,'midst stones of fire Or, like Kinjg.Lemuel's model wife,' she girdeth her loins with strength, and strent!heneth her arms; her candle goeth not out by ight; strengthl and honor are her clothign, and she shall rejoice in time to comze; she openzeth, her mouth vwith wUisdonm, and in, her' tongzue is the law of kindnzess; she looketh well to the ways of her household, and eatelh not the bread of idleness; her clothinrg is sil/k and purple; her price is above zrabies; the heart of her hztsband doth safely trZtst inz her, so that ahe shall have no need of spoil; he is known in the gates, when he sittcth among the elders of the land; she will do him good, and not evil, a)ll the days of her life.; -Prov., 31.st chapter. It is thus,with the soul of a minister that understands how to improve solitlde, in gathering strenygth, and ene;rcy, and macterial, for the great battle-strife of soul-saving. The activities of revival life are pr'eservatives fi'om the 92 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. evils of an inglorious and lazy mysticism; while the experiences gathered in retirement fit the soul for its public conflicts, and repair: the wear and tare," sustained in the great battle for Christ and souls. The soul comes forth out of her solitudes, realizing the truth of Herbert's sentiment: "Softness, and peace, and joy, and love, and bliss, Exalted manna; gladness of the best; Heaven in ordinary; soul well drest, The land of spices; something understood " CHAPTER X. EXTRACTS FROOM JOUTRNAL, CONTINUED. Nov. 5th. - There w-ere tiir?/y —lzize saved last night. A great mnove among the people. The cries of penitent sinners like the wailings of hell; only full of the hopes of nercy, - a thing unklnown in hell. Sinners fly or fall beneath the strange power which so mysteriously assails their -eelings. When the Gospel becomes " t!e power of God.unlzto salvttiozn," who can stand before it? Yesterday, a deput-action from Maclesfield waited upon me, -- Messrs. Bowers, BroccleAhrst, IHooley, Braddock:, and Coillie, reciuesting me'to visit that town. I postponed a reply till this mnorning, that we might have time to consider and pray over the matter. They called again, and I agreed to visit them on my way to Birnzmiryhan3, the latter part of the present mnonth. A singular little incident occurred this morning, w-ith regard to these brethren. Yesterday, on arriving in town, they inquired for lodgings, and, preferring a private boardingplace to a hotel, were directed to the house of a Quaker lady. She replied she could accommodat-e but foufr of them; so they lodged there. When taking leave of their hostess to-day, she burst into tears, and said, " I cannot let you go without telling you that I saw you all five, tlhe night before you came, in a dream,; and when I awoke, I told my two daughters that I had seen five gnen, and that 94 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. they would come to our house. To which they replied,' Go to sleep, mother, it is only a dream.' I repeated my dream when I arose, and again at the breakfast-table, and said,'They will come to-day.' The day passed on; three o'clock arrived, and my daughters said:'Well, mother, your five men have not come!' Very soon after, I saw you all pass by our house, and I called my daughters, and said,'There they are! Those are the men I saw in my dream; and they will come to our house.' " Remarkable! - an indication, perhaps, they were sent of God. I shall visit Macclesfield with courage. The Lord has his " hidden ones," and his "little ones," and " the secret of the Lord " is with them. "Shall I hide from Abraham that thing which I dlo?" It is by this and that little incident, the Lord shows them, that snc..ll as they are in their own estimation, and in the estimation of the world, they are great in his sight, and loved and prized. I was struck with that sweet remark of one, to-day, that, as the stars are scattered over the sky, and not gathered into one luminary, so Christians are not all gathered into one place, or church, but scattered over the world in the churches, as the stars in the firmament of heaven. That, as city lamps are planted here and there, up and down the streets of the city, to relieve and enlighten its darkness, and not collected and gathered into one, so believers, who are " the lights of the world," are not all planted to shine in one church, but are planted, by divine wisdom,, wide apart over the earth, to enlighten, enliven, and bless the world. And though the wicked, like city thieves, could very well dispense with these lights, yet they cannot, or dare not, blow then?, out! That Christians are compared to salt by our Lord,- to salt the earth, and preserve it from corruption; but as, when a man salts down mteat, he does not cast down EXTRACTS FROM JOURNAL, CONTINUED. 95 tho salt in a lump, but scatters it all over the meat, so Christians, whQom our Lord calls " the salt of the earth," are not huddled all together in one place, but scattered over all the earth, to preserve it from destruction. Adding, that a sower does not drop his seed by handfuls, nor in heapis; but scatters it broadcast over the field; so " the field is the world,' as Christ says, and the righteous are " the good seed" wherewith he soweth it; not dropping them all down together in one place, but scattering them broadcast over the field of the world, turning the wilderness into a fruitful field, and the desert into the garden of the Lord. Those sweet lines occur: " Scattered o'er all the earth they lie, Till thou collect them with thine eye; Draw by the music of thy name, And charm into a beauteous frame. "' The gates of hell cannot prevail; The church on earth can never fail:Ah! join me to thy secret ones! Ah! gather all the living stones!" Nov. 6.- Over forty found mercy last night, and seven full salvation. " The heavens are big with rain." O, what a "'teeming shower " is this! and such multitudes,- thirsty mnultitudes, - to draw its life-giving torrents! What a pity to leave such a work! And yet my enazge-,nenlts elsewhere must sever me from it soon. May these new converts stand fast in their glorious liberty. The wicked are beginning already to prophesy their dow'nfall, assigning this, that, and the other reason, but they forget the mnighty God. They have not studied Rom. 14: 4.- "' Who art 906 SHOWEiRS OF BLESSING. thou that judgest another man's servant? to his own master he stcandethl or fcIlieth. Yea, he shall be holden u]p); for God is able to mncice him'n stand." Nor are they well versed upon the nature of the fouzzdctionzs of Christian character; - that if some build upon the sand, others dig deep, and lauy their foundations on the Rock of Ages. But they know not this Rock, nor the guarantee for stability a conversion has which is founded upon it, no matter holw unfavol'bly circumstancedC Brother Savaye, my host, is a practical builder and architect. He told me, to-(day, that many years ago he was employed to erect a large mnill, upon a very treacherous soil, being of an alltiviumr nature, upon the banks of' a river, subject to frequent eoverflows, one of which' occurred during the progress of the work. The mill was to sustain massive and powerful Inmachine-?y; which, after immense labor and care -with the foundations, was corn7 leted, all but the great chiminey, which was the greatest difficulty, in the estimation of those who pretended to know all about it. It was intended to be thi~rtyfive yards high, and it was asserted that such a quick4tsanzd bottonm could n ever sustain such a structur1e, suferlino from the vibrations of machinery in full operation. But, said Brother S.,': I toolk care to dig deep, in search of a foundation; but, to my sorrow, the deeper I went, the softer became the bottom. But I had my plans, and spared no pains, deeply aware of mry responsibility. At a given point of depth I lowered great stones, from three t'o si. tons weight, pile upon pile of them, leaving to them and the law of gravitation to findl or make a, solid bottomi, and my success was complete. Upon these I built my chimney. Mlany were the speculations in town, that the chimney would not stand, when the mill went into operation. But the fires were kindled, the zmoke ascended in columns, the machinery EXTRACTS FROM JOURNAL, CONTINUED. 97 started, the ground shook, but it had no effect upon any part of the structure. All stood firm, and still stands firm; but the secret of the stability lay in the foundations of the whole. Once, indeed, the chimney was struck by lightning, but it only knocked a few bricks off the top, but did not overthrow it. The prophecies were alljfalsified, thanks to my excellent foundations! " And it is upon a similar principle we hope for the stability of these new converts. We have taken much pains with their foundatiolns in a sound regeneration; for, that is to the soul what a good and sound foundation is to an edifice. Outward circumstances are the data from which the Sanballats and Tobiahs draw their inferences and conclusions; Neh. 4:1, 3; - a drunken, careless, or opposing husband; a gay and trifling wife; an ungodly father, or a careless mother; an irreligious, or worldly, or fashionable family, and wicked neighbors, and past profligate associates. 0, what mighty arguments are these against the stability of those but newly found in Christ; But such prophets little know what a powerful pledge of future faithfulness and stability has been embedded in their gInuine conversion and regeneration! 9 CHAPTER XI. PREPARING TO LEAVE CHESTERFIELD. THIRTEEN happy, busy days have I spent in this town, and now I am about to bid it farewell, perhaps forever. An hour or two's work at the pen, and then I am off for Doncaster. The work of God burst forth in glory and in grandeur the first Sabbath day, and it has advanced with amazing swiftness ever since. - Thirteen days only, and overfive hundred persons have professed to find peace with God, through our Lord Jesus Christ! -- three hundred and sixty-nine of whom were from tlhe world, and about one hundred and thirty-seven believers were entirely sanctified. -1 Thess. 4: 23, 24. The following table, furnished by the secretary, shows the results of each day: Justified. e Out of Mem- From BacksliDate, 1845. Day. the bers of other ders re- ~ World. Society. Societies claimed. U EOct. 26. Sunday,.. 42 27 4 12 23 108 27. Monday,.. 19 5 5 2 3 34 "28. Tuesday,.. 22 7 2 6 11 48 " 29. Wednesday,. 18 5 2 3 7 35' 30. Thursday,. 31 5 3 4 7 50 " 31. Friday,... 29 4 5 7 11 56 Nov. 1. Saturday,. 9 1 4 2 2 1 4 8 " 2. undy,. 57 10 13 17 26 123 I 3. Monday,. 21 1 3 4 1 30 4. Tuesday,.. 20 3 6 10 33 72 5. Wednesday,. 26 5 3 4 7 45 " 6. Thursday,. 43 4 5 14 5 71 7. Friday,.. 32 4 6 3 1 46 I3,,i9 81i 61 1 88 137 1i 736 PREPARING TO LEAVE CHESTERFIELD. 99 The subjects of this work of grace were conversed with, and judiciously advised; their names also, and places of residence, carefully registered, and the pathway of pastors and leaders accurately mapped out, for their future visitations. 0, how much might be done to prevent those painful rebctions which sometimes follow a work of God like this, were the subjects of divine mercy properly cared for, looked after, sought out, and built tup in their most holy faith! Many of these trophies of mercy were from the neighborhoods around, but a large number have united with the Wesleyan church. It seems a pity to leave such a work as this. The town is moved and shaken; and multitudes more might be converted to God. But my appointments are out before me. leading me on to Birmingham, and I cannot stay. But the work need not stop, - shall not, I hope. To God be all the glory! I was hospitably entertained at the house of Mr. $cavage. IHe and his excellent wife are deeply devoted to God; — a precious family. The Lord reward them for evermore! CHAPTER XIII. PENCILLINGS ABOUT CHESTERFIELD. As to my "Notes and Observations, in [my] walks about Chesterfield," I have made but few of the sort you inquire after; have had but little time for that purpose; besides, my love for the sxmiling fields, green lanes, and quiet paths, quite neutralized the attractions of the town. However, such as I have they are at your service. First, then, - and, were there any " scolds " in the circle to which I write, I would be inclined to an apology for my first note; which not being necessary, I would apologize, if possible, for the barbarity or illiberality of "the lords of creation," were it not that the law of the oppressive usage is traceable to "the times" of Queen Elizabeth, "of glorious memory." I refer to the use of the " Ducking Stool" for women who were as strong advocates for " the freedonm of speech,' as we are in our day for the freedom of the press - for I am now on the path to " a piece of water" where once stood the Ducking Stool, remembered by some of " the oldest inhabitants " of Chesterfield, but which had gone out of use before their day. Now, is your curiosity, ladies, sufficiently excited? Well, then, the Ducking Stool was intended as a punishment for "scolds, unquziet, and brawling women!' " That is what it war fer. It consisted of a post set up in a pond, across PENCILLINGS ABOUT CHESTERFIELD. 101 which was a transverse beam, turning on a swivel, with a chair at one end, in which they placed the scold, and, turning the chair and its occupant to the water, dipped both as often as the virulence of the distemnper required, until quite szubdued. Well, ladies, "Women's Rights" are better understood in our times, and in Chesterfield; for the Duckinyg Stool, - " That stool the dread of every scolding quean," - has quite disappeared, but whether the same may be said of all the scolds of Chesterfield, I shall not undertake to decide, or whether the punishment answered the purpose intended; but you may criticize at your leisure the following opinions of a poet of 1780: c Down in the deep the stool descends, But here, at first, we miss our ends; She mounts again and rages more, Than ever vixen did before. So throwing water on the fire Will make it burn up but the higher; If so, my friends, pray let her take A second turn into the lake; And rather than your patient lose, Thrice and again repeat the dose; No brawling wives, no furious wenches, No fire so hot but water quenches." Chesterfield is pleasantly situated upon a gentle elevation, in the beautiful vale of Scarsdale, at the confluence of two little rivers, named the Hipper, more classically, Ibber, which meant to ebb and to flow, from its sudden rising and falling, I suppose, not from the pulsations of the ocean, but the clouds that burst in the mountainous districts of Holymoor-side. The name of the other river is the Rother, anciently Yr Odar; that is, the boundary, the 102 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. most southern point in the country of the ancient Brigantes: " - Bowery Scarsdale loves and boasts The purple distance of her Alpine views, While Rother, loveliest vagrant, roves below." The town itself stands upon an extensive coal-field; iron-stone also abounds in the neighborhood, of which some use is made, but not to the extent which Providence would seem to invite. There are also fine beds of potter's clay, and clay for making brick; but the inhabitants seem to prefer to work in silk, and bobbin-net lace, hosiery, ginghams, ropes, sacks, cotton-wick, and leather. The architecture of the town is not attractive; irregularly built, and chiefly of brick. The old parish church is the chief object of attraction; built nobody knows when, —some suppose in the early part of the thirteenth century; but a stone over the south entrance dates A. D. 1037. It is a venerable structure, and one never tires looking at it; seems as if pleading eloquently for the gloomy or glorious past. But its crooked spire is the chief object of interest to strangers, and the glory of Chesterfield in the estimation of many of the inhabitants. It is, indeed, a singular object, viewed in any direction, aspiring like a mammoth screw between two and three hundred feet high. Viewed in one or two directions, its crookedness would be taken as an optical deception, owing to its twisted or screw-like appearance; but, viewed in other directions, it is unmistakably crooked, - a peculiarity which excited considerable controversy in past ages. However, it has been ascertained to lean six feet towards the south; yet, as one walks eastward or westward, it assumes a perpendicular appearance, -yet it leans four feet westward, which is soon perceived by a slight PENCILLINGS ABOUT CHESTERFIELD. 103 deviation in one's footsteps. An architect -once ascended the spire to the c" crow hole," and ascertained that it leaned southward eight feet; but he got frightened! When the spire was erected is not known, or whether perpendicular at first, or crooked. Advocates on both sides of the question have been numerous, "as generation has succeeded to generation," and century after century fled away! One thing is certain, it is built of wood, and covered with lead, put on in a spiral manner over flulting or volutes, that run up also in a twisted direction. Some antiquarians suppose it was constructed thus crooked by some ingenious architect; others that it was built perpendicular, and afterwards warped by the sun, or struck by lightninrg. But, as oblivion has swallowed up every fragment of tradition concerning it, each has claimed a valid right to his own opinion. It is certainly a curiouts affair, and impresses beholders differetly, as an ornamenzet or a deformity. A witty poet speaks of it thus: " Whichever way you turn your eye, It always seems to be awry; Pray, can you tell the reason why?The only reason known of weight, Is that the thing was never straight. Nor know the people where to go To find the man to make it so; Since none can furnish such a plan, Except a perfect upright man:So that the spire,'t is very plain, For ages crooked must remain And, while it stands, must ever be An emblem of deformity." It is remarkable that wood-work so situated, and in so moist a climate, could last so from " time immemorial; " so as to outstand all records regarding its construction. 104 SHOWEIRS OF BLESSING. Architects have examined it from time to time, and reported as to its solidity; but so contradictory have been their reports, that one is tempted to suspect it has exerted a kind of witchery over their feelings or judgment; some declaring its timbers rotten, drawn, disjointed, and liable to fall at any moment, with contemptuous criticisms on its carpenterwork; others, in " after years," reported its wood-work "firm and good," supported by a basis so constructed, and the strapping of the spire so ingeniously fitted, that it is ~" morally impossible it should ever fall, until the base itself gave way; that there is not the slightest bearing from the shoulders, tenons, dovetails, or any other joint whatever; which convinced them that it had never given way in the least since the first day it was erected, else it had fallen down instantaneously; and that the rising sun a century hence would illumine the crooked spire of Chesterfieldt!" Honor to the ancient architect, whoever he was! Had the old church remained Roman Catholic, the Pope would probably have canonized it by this time, though as ignorant of its destination in eternity as the Athenians were of " the Unkznown God," to whom they erected an altar! Indeed, I saw the remnants of an old bridge in France, a few months since, which once spanned the Rhone, the architect of which was canonized by Pope Nicholas the Fifth, who decided that'" the bridge was raised by the inspiration of the Holy Ghost; " rl-iq t0le dead architect won the title of Saint Benedict! The monunme-zis in this old church of Chesterfield are ancient and numerous, and the inscriptions interesting; — some of which commence thus: "DEO OPT: JMIX: ET POSTERITI TI.SCRUJM; " That is, "' Sacred to God, the best and greatest, and to Posterity." PENCILLINGS ABOUT CHESTERFIELD. 105 Another offers these agreeable lines: "' poore house of clay, now empty here thou lies, When all the furniture is gone to Paradise: Angels has conueyede to Heauean thy jewell mind, And nothing but the cabinet left behind." The tomb of a lawyer bears the following, - worthy the attention of our young friend, so soon to sit with those of " subtle look, amid their parchments, weaving sophistries for court to meet at mid-day:" "A tender husband and a friend sincere, Consign'd to earth, implores the silent tear. Learn'd in the laws, he never warp'd their sense, To shelter vice, or injure innocence: But, firm to truth, by no mean interest mov'd, To all dispens'd that justice which he lov'd: Virtue oppress'd, he taught her rights to know, And guilt detected, fear'd the coming blow. Thus humbly useful, and without offence, He fill'd the circle mark'd by Providence, His age completing what his youth began, The noblest work of GOD, an honest man." There is something that struck me as quaintly witty in the following inscription over the dust of an excellent lady, the namesake of Martha of old, -a wife and mother: " We boast no vertues, and we beg no tears: 0 Reader; if thou hast but Eyes and Ears, It is anough: But tell me; Why Thou com'st to gaze? Is it to pry Into our Cost, or borrow A Copy of our Sorrow? Or dost thou come To learn to dye, Not knowing whom to practise by? If this be thy desire, Then draw thee one step nigher; 106 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. Here lies a precedent; a rarer, Earth never shewed, nor Heaven a fairer. She was, - But room forbids to tell thee what; Summ all perfection up and she was that." The Establishment has another fine new church in this town. There is much wickedness in Chesterfield; but there are many pious people therein, - such as resemble an emninent divine, two hundred years ago, who was born in this town, of whom it was said, "' e was a man of prayer, and well acquainted with the inside of religion /' It was further remarked of him, that, " What some might reckon a reflection upon him was, in the judgment of wise men, his great honor,- that he acquired his learning without being beholden to any university." Well, adieu Chesterfield! The pilgrim must be off to another part of the vineyard of the Lord! CHAPTER XIII. DONCASTER. EXTRACTS FROM JOURNAL. Nov. 8. -I arrived here this evening, accompanied by Brother Unwin, and several hegield brethren, who have come over to Doncaster for "a field-day, " as they call it; that is, to sing and pr-ay, and exhort and agonize, for the conversion of sinners, and the sanctification of believers, fronm daylight in the morning till midnight, as the Lord may lead them on to victory. Noble men! the true heroes of my Lord! And what can stand before these flames of fire! I received a hearty English welcome to the mansion of Mr. Wilton. Monday morning, Nov. 10.- Yesterday was a day of salvation. Many saved. There is a glorious prospect. Nov. 11.- A great move last night. Nov. 12. - Salvation! 0, how great! What can withstand the Gospel, when it becomes the power of God? Rom. 1: 16. Nov. 13. - The word runs like a fire. Hallelujah! I like Doncaster; an agreeable town, surrounded by a fine agricultural country; an old town of West Yorkshire. Methodists numerous, hearty, of the right stamp, — rife with the spirit of Wesley and the old Methodists, in soulsaving! Nov. 14. - One o'clock in the morning; observing an 108 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. eclipse of the moon. The shadow of the earth has been progressing sensibly over her surface, till all that is left unobscured of that beautiful moon which arose a few hours since, in full-orbed majesty, is the small segment of a circle. Nature seems to mourn, and to grow sadder and sadder. The moon is of a dusky copperish color, supposed by some to be her native light, but more likely the effects of the scattered beams of the sun refracted by our earth's atmosphere, and by it bent into the earth's shadowv upon the moon, revealing her form and outline in this dusky grandeur. And now a slight mist seems to arise and veils that bright speck in a sort of nebulous aureola, which has a solemn and impressive effect. The shadowv begins to retire, and that luminous speck increases sensibly. My soul adores the great Author of this sublime phenomena,- these amazing motions and aspects of the heavenly bodies. What sublime sensations does such a spectacle inspire! How wondrous the laws which govern these motions, — these orbs of immensity, and our earth, in harmony with the rest, although so full of rebellion against Him, the mighty Creator and Governor of all! Is the moon inhabited? If so, how does our earth appear to the Lunarians? IMalgnificent, doubtless; that is, if it really is what astronomers say it is, a moon to the moon; and appearing twelve or thirteen times larger to them, than the moon does to us; and, of course, affords to them twelve or thirteen times more light; - our earth, in fact, the largest body within the range of their vision, and progressing through the heavens with a motion thirteen times quicker than the moon to us, but, like the moon, waxing and twaiuing regularly. DONCASTER. 109 But is it possible that a scene so m'j;-J.ice'ntcl h1as no s.ztcaZoro' s in that moon to behold it? LI as iglnortant aIl. proud as ve are, they amay possibly be vain enough to suppose thalt our earth is for no other purpose than to clheer and enlighten themn. Could we teleyraph them, we miglht be disposed to hu/onble them a little upon that point! B ut, in doing so, we ought to be honest enough to confess we have been quite as vain ourselves. Ah if the moon has inhabitants, they are holier, hajppier, and wiser than we, doubtless. Astrolomyny is a darling science to me. It would make me an enzthutsiast, had I time to study it. It always inspires me with sutbliime emotions.'Time, however, has been allotted me for other putlrposes. I know what they are, and must attend to them. The Ruler of the universe calls and quzalifies others, doubtless, to this study, that they may show forth his glory. fosephius accounts for the longoevity of the antediluvians, that it was so ordered of God, that they might have time to study, to some perfection, the geometrical and astronomical sciences; that " the period of the grand year," which, among the Jews, consisted of six hzundred years, was an era it was necessary they should live to see, in order to lay a propeir basis for those sciences. That'i,rand year is still a sublime idea in astronomy; it implies, according to some, the period necessary to bring the s~un. and moon exactly into the same positions which they occupied in the beginning of the creation; a period which most of the learned, I believe, suppose to perfect the solar year and lunzar mnozthi more exactly than any other. It comforts my heart to anticipate a period, in my coming etern:',ty, when I shall perfectly understand what is 1now so sub-i n.ely gnystelrious to my present limited facullies. And 10 110 SHOWERuS OP BLESSING. may remember, with corresponding emotions, the time of my ignorance, when gazing at an eclipse of the moon, from the window of a house in Doncaster, England. And if, associated with that, there shall stand anothier -fact, " the grand year " of my ministry, when my call to preach the Gospel received its most signal verification, and that this and the next year were comprised therein, it would add a yet brighter illumination to the past, and inspire still sublimer emrotions. Towards morning, the moon regained all her splendor, and more, apparently; for, with what surprising beauty she did shine! Like the Christian, after emerging from the shades of unsuccessful temptations, it seemed as if the moon was celebrating her triumph over that envious shadow, which had cast over her fair face a gloom so humiliating. CHAPTER XIV. THE REVIVAL IN DONCASTER. MR. CAUGaEY, writing from York, on the 15th of November, observes: I spent six days in Doncaster; — busy days they were, I assure you; —days of glory and of victory. My soul stood in a sort of amaze at the work, - its swiftness, - its greatness. The whole town seemed to be moved. But so rapid and overwhelming was the visitation, sinners had little time for exchan~gicng thoughts upon the subject, and less for combination. Clouds of mercy gathered over the place at once, and burst forth and came down in " showers of blessing "' upon the people. - Ezek. 34: 26. " The Lord was there," - Ezek. 48: 35,- there in majesty and in power, and hardly anything was found that could stand before Hiim and his truth. There was no mnistaking of the nature and reality of his glorious presence. Angels and disembodied spirits seemed as if filling all the air, - as if rejoicing in "The growing empire of their King." But, alas! my engagements would not allow a longer stay. Is it right to throw out ahead of me appointments that must be met, whether the Providence of God says " stay here," or not? 0, how hard it was to tear myself away from such a work, - from such awakened masses of 112 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. sinners, which may possibly relapse into the former state of spiritual death! But leave them I mutst, and leave them I did. The secretary, at Doncaster, reports the number saved, during those six days, thus: — three huz lred and fiftysix cases of justlica-tion, and one hundred and thirlysevenz souls sancritiead. Total, four hz2undred anld ninely three. T'he last night I spent there, not less than oJne hundred cnd fifty souls professed to find pardon or purity. The people came in from many miles around. Onze among the converts, on that last night of " the feast," created a sensation, at least in my mind, as I attentively observed him. I queried whether England could present such another, although he was surrounded by a mlotley group, some of which the Devil had evidently been using ver y badly! But this man was of an amazing height, - roug7h, mqnscitlar, uzncouth, and in clothes as badly torn as his con0scienlce! wealther-worn, and weather-torn, and batter'ed, - one of Zechariah's " Oaks of Bashaz! " — as if ready with long acrmts to grapple unceremoniously with anything a storm might fling in their way; -reminding one of is'hakspeare's character,-" a fellow by the hand of nature mnarked, qzuoted, and signed to do; "- as if circuzlnstances, with a hand of iron, had made him what he was. Wordsworth's Peter Bell might have been his brother, whose picture the poet drew so graphically " There was a hardness in his cheek, There was a hardness in his eye, As if the nman had set his fice, In many a solitary place, Against the wind and open sly!" A diravt ond in the rough, this man may possibly be. If so, he will not be long in Christ's hands, if faithful, before he THE REVIVAL IN DONCASTER. 113 shall shine with sparkltin splendor in the bosom of the cllhurch. What a pity Satan has had him so long! I stood and looked at him; sttandino head and shoulders above the tallest. and above a motley group, some of whom the Devil had been using as bad, probably, as himself; -for what a scene, surely, that was; and what a variety of character! But among such materials, the Gospel of Jesus Christ is in its glory; and would seem to speak aloud to bystanders, as Jesus did to the deputation sent by John to inquire )whether he was the Christ that should come, or were they to look for another. Jesus raised his headl and, pausing from his nziracles of mercy, said: n "Go your way, and tell John what things ye have seen and heard; how that the blind see, the lamne wal/k, the lepers are cleansed, the deaf hear, tle dead are raised, to the poor the Gospel is preached. And blessed is he, whosoever shall not be offended in me; " offended, that is stumbled at the expenditure of my iwisdom, benevolence, and power, upon such miserable objects as these! - Offended! stumbled! 0, why should it be so, blessed Jesus? Such exhibitions of thy mercy, such proof of thy Messiahship, ought never to have been a cause of stumnbling to those who beheld them! - no, nor such scenes as we witnessed in Doncaster. And multitudes there were, in Doncaster, who desired no more convincing evidence than that they witnessed, on that parting night, that the Gospel is the power of God unto salvation to every one that believeth! — Rom. 1: 16. 10o CHAPTER XV. EXTRACTS FROM JOURNAL. " AND AS YE GO, pr'each~."'York, Nov. 17.- I preached yesterday -forenoon in the Centenatry COapel in behalf of the Wesleyan M/ssions. In the afternoon, the Rev. Mr. Cornuck preached a stirring sermon for the same cause, after which we held a?)raye' - meeting; and ten, souls were saved. At nioht, in the sanme chapel, to nearly three thousand people, I openedl and applied that awful text, spoken by the supposed ghost of Samuel the prophet, to'auld, King of Israel: " Why hast thotu disquieted me to bring mie up? - seeing the Lord is departed ftrom thee, and is become thine enlemby? " 1 Sarn. 28: 15, 16. Had an awful tine; and nin-letecen were saved, before the service closed. Nov. 19. - Attended the nzissionzary meeti~ng on M),Monday night, and gave an address. Preached last night to a fine congregation; a few were saved. HItddersfield, Nov. 24. - Yesterday, I preached t!ice here; fifty saved. The new conzverts of the great rev iv al, nine or ten months sizce, are doing well, generally.-. standing fast in glorious liberty, full of energy and activity. Surely that was a great work! over eigyhteen hIluzde 1 souls justified, and between seven and eiCht hunldred salctified in, five mIonths.* This visit seems to have ftimned * See volume 1" Earnest Christianity Illustirated." EXTRACTS FROM JOURNAL. 115 the flame anew, and given the new converts a fresh impulse along the heavenly road! Nov. 28. - At Honley, a hard time; sinners hard and defiant. Devils of a peculiar order have charge of that district; would require a siege to rout them. They maintain a strange sort of feeling; and, here and there, head and shoulders above others in sin, are "' champions cased in adamant." A hard class of infernal spirits have charge of sinners up and down that valley, and over those hills; I know it and have felt it; and Satan is their general. "' On earth the usurper reigns;" and hereabouts especially; for his baneful power is felt in some places more than in others. Satan had his seat in Perycamos once. " I know thy works, and where thou dwellest, even where Sataln's seat is." - Rev. 2: 13. His throne was there, and there he reigned over his obedient subjects. IIe has but a small cause in Pergamos now, and not much of a cause here, comparatively; but he holds the position with a tenacity which bespeaks great principles, in Satanic estimation. W hat wve knzow inot now, we shall knzoo hereafter. I-is infernal bcttalions are widely extended, and advantageously stationed. They have their districts. Their disposilions are varied, I sometimes think, as are the depraved human beings they have in charge! 0, what a valley of dcy bonles is within sight! A place that calls for Ezekiel's "four winds." - Ezek. 37: 9. Well, I was defeated. Never mind! I may yet have my revenge of a mnonth's cannonading hereabouts, against the works of darkness. Nov. 29. - At She epridge, near Huddersfield, last night, to a people of a very different spirit. Edward Brook, Esq., 116 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. the great Yorlkshire revivalist, resides in their midst, — a host in himself. We had a real " set-to " for souls, he helping me, iwith the Lord; several were saved; and one backslider literally roared aloud, through the bitternezss of his heart; but his tonles changed before the meeting closed, for the Lord had pitied him, and shown him mercy. It does me good to meet with such a spiritual ~warrior as MIr. Brook. H1e is a noble soul, and understands wvell saanzic tactics in every part of Yorkshire, and knoiwis how to cope with them, with that c" rough and ready " talent of his; nor has he ever to go in search of his armor for a skirmish or battle with the Devil's troops. God bless him! M3racclesjecld, Dec. 1. - Arrived here on Saturday, 29th ullt., by railsway, and next day made an onzslaught on the works of darkness, the Lord helping, and before,midnziht there were one hundrred souls saved, in pardonz and p7ulrity. The proportion from the world I have not yet learned. Dec.'2. - There were twenty-five saved last night. A noble beginning. CHAPTER XVI. PENCILLINGS IN MACCLESFIELD. I LIKE Macclesfield. It is an agreeable, thriving town, the vmetropolis of the English silk-trade, "for growing and manufacture of silk, winding silck, and twist-maaking," the staple of the town for ages. There are, of course, many mills. The town charter dates May 29, 1261. The charter, however, under which the present corporation acts, was granted by Charles II. I was amused with one of its privileges, -' The Court of Piepowder"! A court for the semi-annualfa-irs, for the immediate redress of disturbanzces committed at them, and to redress the grievances of the buyers and sellers. But why call it the Piepowder Court? It seems to be derived from two French words, - pie, a foot, and poudr1', dusty - the Dusty-foot Court, signifying that the dustyfooted folks, who had come from afar to the fair, were the patronizers of this court, befooled, doubtless, in many cases, by strong drink. One at my elbow, doubts the definition, and thinks it stands for Pied Pulderea.u - a pedler. 1W1ell, no matter, the pedler, is a dusty-foot! and whether it was good or ill to him, it saved him from "the law's delays," if not from a" the insolence of offcce; and that was something. A few miles from town, is the birthplace of the celebrated 118 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. John Bradshaw; he who presided in the higth court of justice, on the trial of Charles I. He received most of his education at Mlacclesfield, and seems to have had a presentiment, of some sort, of notoriety in coming life, as he perpetrated the following stanza upon a tombstone, between two and three centuries ago: ", My brother Henry must heir the land, Mly brother Frank must be at his command; Whilst I, poor Jack, will do that That all the world shall wonder at.' True enough, and so lie did! The tragical death of Charles I. was sufficient for that. But he stopped not there. A wvarm republican in his principles, he hated all sorts of usurpation, and, beholding it in Cromwell, " he opposed him to the teeth." Cromnwell, on the clay he dissolved "' the Lonyg Parliamenzt," went direct to break up the Council of State, addressing them thus: " If you, gentlemen, are met here as private persons, you shall not be disturbed; but if as a Council of State, this is no place for you, since you cannot but kinow what was done in the house in the morning; so, take notice that the Parliament is dissolved." To this Bradshaw boldly replied, " Sir, we have heard what you did at the house in the morning, and before many hours all England will hear it. But, sir, you are mistaken, to think that Parliament is dissolved; for, no power under heaven can dissolve them but themselves; therefore, take you notice of that." C-romwell afterwards said, " I did it in spite of the objections of honest Bradshaw, the president." Bradshaw, from henceforth, lost the friendship of the Protector; but he divided the notoriety with him afterwards, by sharing with him one of the three angles of Tyb6urn. Cromwell had PEN CILLINGS IN MAiCCLESFIELD. 119 one, —- that is, the head of Cromwell, —Bradshaw the other, and Ireton the third. They were iraised from their graves, and thus promoted after the restoration. The three famous heads drew all eyes towards Westminster Hall, where they frightened away the birds for some time! And here, in Macclesfield, preached and died that great and good man, the Rev. David Simpson, author of " Simpson's Plea for Religion; " a powerful antidote against infidelity. He was a famous divine, of the English church, contemporary with th the TiVesleys; a bold and unsparing opponent of all ungodliness, one of the brightest ornaments of the established church; but his faithful, uncompromising preaching brought upon him great persecution; first at Buckingharn, where his extenmporaneous style was pronounced an innovation, and was -made a plea for raising a storm about his ears; but the truth was, his preaching had raised a storm in their consciences! The bishop listened to their appeal, and was weak enough to sign the paper for his removal; but the bishop, knowing the irreproachable character of the man, had the candor and conscience to say, "Mr. Sinlpson, if you are determined to do your duty as a clergyman ought to do, you must everywhere expect to meet with opposition." And yet he yielded to the popular clamor, and removed the faithful watchman! In the year 1773, he arrived in Macclesfield, the place designed for him, doubtless, by the Head of the Church. "I never withheld any truth, either from fear, or with a desire to obtain the favor of any man," was one of his sayings. In this spirit, he opened his commission in Miiacclesfield, and in this spirit, he continued to preach the Gospel. The truth, it was said, fell like spar1ks of fire upon the con 120 SHOwERS OF, BLESSING. sciences of his hearers; especially upon those, " the highminded sensucalists in the town." who would attend church on the &tbbath, although immersed in the grossest pr ofligacy through the qweek. To these, his preaching became intolerable, and set them "' casting about " how they might get rid of him. They spurned the preacher, and stigmatized his doctrine with the hated epithet of " 1 ethodism; " and so the fire of opposition increased. The idea of having to endure this sort of preaching, became insupportable. Pr-ofgiiates and formnzlists were in arms. The man of God never flinched, but poured into their ranks the burning truths of God. At this crisis, occurred an event which let loose the storm of war. Sir William Mieredith camtie to hear him. The baronet was notoriously licentious. The preacher announced his text: " Marriaiye is honorable in all, and the bed undefiled; but whoremonoygers and adulterers God will judge." The sermon exploded like a bomb-shell around the ears of the noble baronet, and kindred spirits.' It is extremely ill-bred,"' exclaimed one party. " Public taskte, good mnannners, and commnon decency, are outraged," said another party. " Such puritanical stuff is not to be endured," vociferated another. lNo genztlemran or lady can be safe in hearing this puritanical pa rson,, exclaimed a fourth class. And now the storm of opposition began to raige in earnest. " This noralist must be silenced." The bishop was appealed to, under the insinuation that he had sent them a M11etlhodist preacher, instead of a proper clergyvnan. The bishop yielded to the clamor, and suspended him. But he refused to be silenced thus; and went out among the neighboring villages, as a flame of fire, preaching in private houses, and calling sinners to repentance everywhere. All the pulpits of the Establishment were closed PENCILLINGS IN MACCLESFIELD. 121 against him; but he heeded it not, and kept on preaching, declaring the whole counsel of God to the people; and Christ was with him. The head of the church interfered. That bishop was removed, and another appointed, who did not oppose Mr. S. His enemies were on the alert, and tried to work Upon the new bishop, with the old charge,- " The man is a BMethodist; and his preaching is turning the people into Methodists. " Mr. Simpson thought proper to address the bishop also, which he did thus: "My method is to preach the great truths, and doctrines and precepts of the Gospel, in as plain, and earnest, and affectionate a manner as I am able. Persons of different ranks, persuasions, and characters, come to hear. Soime hereby have been convinced of the error of their ways, see their guilt, and become seriously concerned about their situation. The change is soon discovered; they meet with one or another, who invites them to attend the preachings and meetings among the Methodists, and hence their number is increased to a considerable degree. This is the truth; I own the fact; I have often thought of it; but I confess myself unequal to the difficulty. What would your lordship advise?'" A friendly mayor came into office at this time, and immediately asserted a right, invested in him, to reinstate Mr. Simpson in the parish While the bishop was pondering, Providence was planning. A wealthy gentleman, Mr. Roe, offered to build Mr. Simpson a church in another part of the town, which he did in a very short time; and it was dedicated on Christmas Day, 1775. Here Mr. Simpson stood up for God, without fear, and preached the wholoe Gospel, with the Holy Ghost sent down firom heaven. 3Multitudes crowded to his ministry. His eloquence, it is, iI 122 sn-o.t WERS OF BLESSIN W. said, was pure and commanding, and poured forth like a flowing stream. The Methodists loved and honored him. He often seated himself under their ministry, and listened to the Gospel from them with the greatest delight. To the youth of Macclesfield, his ministry was greatly blessed; especially to the operativres, of both sexes, in the silk-mills. To the young woman he would say,' Your character is like glass; if once injured, it can never be restored;" and the effects of his teaching were felt to be a blessing to the entire population. Although forty and six years have passed away, since that good pastor was laid in the tomb, his name in Macelesfield is still as oizntnenlt poured forth. To-day, I visited his church, in company with a few brethren, ascended the pulpit, and looked around; and thought, where are " the crowding thousalcds " who hung upon those lips of eloquence and power? And where " That eye of lightning, and that soutl of fire, Which thronging thousands crowded to admire? " In the dust, in the spirit land! Hushed in death was that fine voice, which illustrated, with all the resources of genius, and force of intellectual energy, those eternal truths of God, which awakened and converted men! lHe, and all those multitudes, gone, — gone into the world of spirits, — illustrating, in life and in death, that panoramic view of them, by a great poet of the same age: "Opening the map of God's extensive plan, We find a little isle, this life of man; Eternity's unknown expanse appears Circling around and limiting his years. The busy race, examine and explore Each creek and cavern of the dangerous shore. PENCILLINGS IN MACCLESFIELD. 123 With care collect what in their eyes excels, Some shining pebbles, and some weeds and shells; Thus laden, dream that they are rich and great, And happiest he that groans beneath his weight; The waves o'ertake them in their serious play, And every hour sweeps multitudes away! They shriek and sink, survivors start and weep, Pursue their sport, and follow to the deep. A few forsake the throng; with lifted eyes Ask wealth of Heaven, and gain a real prize, Truth, wisdom, grace, and peace like that above, Sealed with his signet, whom they serve and love. Scorned by the rest, with patient hope they wait A kind release from their imperfect state, And, unregretted, are soon snatched away From scenes of sorrow into glorious day." I admire those lines; - a faithful picture of our times as well. Of the latter class, Jlir. Simpson had very many seals to his ministry. And there is the same communion rail," where the faithful followers of the Lamb so often knelt to receive the sacred emblems of his broken body and shed blood; where he and Mr. Wesley administered the sacrament to thirteen hutndred persons, many of them Methodists, - for they had not the ordinance in their own chapels then, - when that little incident occurred, of which Mr. Wesley speaks in his Journal: "March 29.- [ Being Good Friday] I came to Macclesfield just time enough to assist Mr. Simpson in the laborious service of the day. I preached for him morning and afternoon; and we administered the sacrament to about thirteen hundred persons. While we were administering, I heard a low, soft, solemn sound, just like the ZEolian harp. It continued five or six minutes, and so affected many, that they could not refrain from tears. It then gradually died away. Strange that no other organist (that I know) should think of this. In the evening," adds Mr. Wesley, 124 SHOWERS OF BLESSING-. " I preached at our room. Here was that hartmony which art cannot imitate.' And there, at that counziuniobn table, stood Mir. Simpson, at the dread monment when this church was rocked to and fro by the heavings of an earthqua/ke, and before him the terrified congregation endeavoring to escape, while he tried to allay their fears; and here, in this pulpit, he preached his famous Earithuake Aeronoz! A little incident occurred to me, when descending from the pulpit of this church, which strangely affected e; - a strange sensation and singular aiwe crept over me when halfway down, as if' a spirit awaited me at the bottom, — the spirit of the departed SinsLpson. I reached the lower step as if enchained, so to speak, by a mysterious influence; - felt his spirit was at my right hand, between me and the altar, which is behind the pulpit. I stood still, as before a prjesence, -- a power,- a living thitzng, - an inzvisible intelligence, - as if it would speak aloud to me; - when these words thrlilled mny inmlost soul: " ctave sotuls! win soutls! -lHe that winnetlh souls is.ise! " It was all inaudible, - invisible. But how irresistible the conviction of a presence, - speaking to me, - fiom which I broke away at length, feeling God is in this place, aond I kcnew it not. It is God's own houlse and heave's gate. I quietly moved on as if from the s)pirit of the place. Well, if it was but an hallucination, it quickened my spirit, and my preaching received a fresh impulse and a keener edge. What we know not now, we shall know hereafter, when we mneet the soul of Sinmvipson in the uzp)per sanctuary. Perhaps, many of the children and grandchildren of his former hearers, are soon to be converted to God. In looking over the i'nmoirs of Mr. Simpson, I met with the following incident, which I give in his own words: "When I was yet a PENCILLINGS IN MACCLESFIELD. 125 boy, and undesigned for the ministry, either by my parents or from inclination, one Sunday evening, while I was reading prayers in my father's family, suddenly a voice, or something like a voice, called aloud within me, yet so as not to be perceived by any of the persons kneeling around me,' You MUST GO AND BE INSTRUCTED FOR THE iIINISTRY.' The voice, or whatever it might be, was so exceedingly quick and powerful, that it was with difficulty I could proceed to the end of the prayer. As soon, however, as the prayer was ended, I made request to my father to let me be trained up for the ministry. I told him all I knew of the circumstances. He, of course, denied my request, thinking it was some whim I had got into my head, which would go off again when I had slept upon it. But the voice- or what shall I call it? - gave me no rest night or day for three weeks; when my ever dear, honored and indulgent father gave way to my wishes, and put me in a train of study to qualify me for the University." I 1 x_ CHAPTER XVII. TEE WORK OF GOD IN MACCLESFIELD. DEC. 3. - A great time last night. The blows of truth fell thick and fast, and brought many to their knees with a cry for mercy. Fifty saved. The critics had no time to "'stand from under;" they had no warniny, and came down with the rest. It is not best to stand too much upon preliminari es; gives them too much time to get ready; they guess what is coming, and the preacher, like E6 NTELLUS, wastes his forces on the wind." That, I do not like, and so fall upon them suddenly. We have a few whimpers about " extravagance," &c., but the next onset of truth levels the whimperers to the ground, where they cry outright for mercy! Dined a, few miles from town, in company with Mr. S., whose wife, a pious lady, and a WVesleyan, died very happy some time since. She had been confined to her room but a few days, when the call for her departure to heaven came suddenly, and found her, like "thle wise viryins," ready. M- att. 25: 1. She was sitting in her chair wvhen Death came, - when the. chariot of heaven arrived. She sat a few monents, absorbed in thought, as if adjusting her spiritual armor; then arose and walked across the room to her bed, repeating that fine stanza as she went: THE WORK OF GOD IN MACCLESFIELD. 127 "C Jesus, in thy great name I go To conquer death - my final foe! And when I quit this cumbrous clay, And soar on angels' wings away, My soul the second death defies, And reigns eternal in the skies." She then quietly lay down upon the bed, like a warrior seeking rest, after having driven the enemy from the field; and then uttered, faintly, but in an adoring attitude, - "I will Clap my glad wings and soar away, And mingle with the blaze of day," and sweetly fell asleep in Jesus, and was escorted to heaven. "L Our people die wvell,"' said Dr. Newton. They do, blessed be God, who giveth them the victory through Jesus Christ our Lord! The death of this Christian lady reminded me of another, who died here in Mr. Wesley's time. " I rode on to Maccclesfield," says Mr. Wesley.'" Here I heard an agreeable account of Mrs. R -, who was in the society at London from a child; but, after she was married to a rich man, durst not own a poor, despised people. Last year she broke through, and came to see me. A few words, which I then spake, never left her, not even in the trying hour, during the illness, which came a few months after. All her conversation was then in heaven; till, feeling her strength was quite exhausted, she said, with a smile,'Death, thou art welcome!' and resigned her spirit." Ah! perhaps, had she wvalked in the -light after her marriage with the rich man, her piljrizmace might have been longer, and more honorable, and her reward in heaven greater. Much depends upon what degree of the light and influ 128 SHOWERS OF BLESSING. ences of the Holy Spirit we sin against. St. John says, " There is a sin unto death; " sometimes the death of the body only, while the soul is saved. However, Mrs. S. was one of those who walked closely with the Lord before her family and his people. She did not refuse her influence for Christ, although surrounded with affluence. Her work was done. What a work God has begun here! I have come among a prepared people. These godly ministers, Harris and Clay, have prepared the way of the Lord; and so have others before them. I love to preach where such devoted men as David Sim~pson, and others, walked, and toiled, and fought the great battle of trutth for God, and sowed the seed for a future harvest, and sent up many prayers, answers to which are, doubtless, constantly descending, to their great joy, where they are enthroned on high, among the "