Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1832-10-04

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esta blshments. He grew warm, and il
a manner eloquent. He could not deny
but thousands had their morals corrupt
ed, their hopes crushed, their property
lost, and their hearts broken, in conse.
quence of these sinks of vice. Still he
plead in their behalf, as f for life. Az
ter he had Withdrawn and the company
were musing on his arguments and vehe.
mence, gentleman remarked, that thei
eloquent friend had good reasons for hi
opipions-for he spent all his small pen
sion in going to the play, but staid every
night till the playhouse was cleared ,ant
then weni round in the Ladies' bores, and
picked up pins enough to buy his food Ill
the nert play"
fear the young man was not pleased
with my story, for he took his hat and
was off instantly. This is poor encou.
ragemcnt, thought l. My labor here
will be lost.
\ just before the public services COM
menced, an intelligent gentleman called
on me to state their situation. He was
a Dest by profession, and very seldom
was seen al The house of God. Yet he
was foremost in the cause oftemperance.
"We have no Temperance Society
here, sir, nor shall we have unless you
can hit Deacon, who hangs back,
and his influence outweighs all others
on this subject. lfhe would only enlist
heartily, We could at once form good
society,""
"What are Deacon-'s objections
to giving his influence to the system of
entire abstinence"
"Why, he says that spirit is one ofthe
gifts Of Providence, and every creature
Of God is good, and is to be received
with thankiulness. He thinks this may
be creature Of God, and perhaps useful
sometimes. Now, if you can hit the
Deacon, and get him off from this notion,
the wheels will go; and will acknow-
ledge that your profession is not wholly
useless!"
He laid considerable stress on the last
words, for he was one Of those who con-
sider ministers of the gospel to be kind
of society of pick-pockcts, or at best,
moths, upon the community;-but paid
that ! would try to hit the Deacon.
Gone thing more, sir: you must touch
HIM rery softly, for he is onc'who will not
bear the LASH"
81 will do my best, sir, to gain him."
cit will be gaining nearly all the
church"
Nothing can be more awkward than
for one to try to shoot on the wing, un-
less he has been accustomed to it. And
though bow drawn at a venture once
sent an arrow as the messenger Of God,
yet it is seldom safe thus to draw it, If
success does not attend the effort, it is |
Tar worse than lost. During the time Of
speaking, l frequently encountered the
teen, but anxions eye ofmy deistical
riend, sometimes approving and some
lines seemingly afraid oftoo great sever
ty.
There is another objection or excuse,
continued, every common. 1t is that
We may lawfully use the gifts Of Provi-
lence. Every creature Of Sod is good,
md not to be refused. Alcohol is one
IF his gifts, and must therefore be de-
signed to be used, and doubtless has its
Use. l am sorry to say that this sent-
nent and this text of scripture are fire.
luently in the mouths of those who pro-
Tess to make the Scriptures their only
guide" /
Here the look Of my new acquaintance
seemed to say, 'I implore you to touch
him very softly" /
"When Capt. Stuart was stationed at
| small garrison in India, he one day un-
lerook to 60 to distant fort with par
y Of Coolies, i. e. native soldiers. They
we're under his command and were arm
ID in the same manner as the British
oldiery. In the course OF their march,
IS they were approaching village they
leard a loud and troubled scream. Pre-
emily the whole village came rushing
'ut towards them. Women with children
creaming in their arms; the lame hob
ling as fast as possible, all in terror and
onfusion; some beating their breasts,
ONE pointing to the village and wailing,
nd some looking back with terror and
orror. The first inquiry was to ascer-
ain the cause. From the incoherent.
tories, Capt. S. gathered, that large ,
Royal Tiger had leaped into the village, /,
nd was now glutting himself with the
lood Of the sick, the feeble, and the
abes who maternal solictude could not .
escue. No time was to be lost Capt
tuart put himself at the head of his lit
e band, and in a few moments they
,ere within the village. All of sud-
en- they came upon the tiger. He was
rouched in garden of weeds. Cap j
ain S. bude his men fire. They were
errified and afraid they should not kill
i'm, and not a gun was fired. What