Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1848-05-26


Of Want rags and leprosy, poverty and des-
pair spreading around it as it shone above
the marble pulpit! The contrast was won
derful!
And yet, even as the Rich Congregation
looked and hushed their breath, a change as
wonderful came over the scene. The Face
shown down upon the poverty and rags, and
shone it all away! Shone the suffering from
the Widows face, the crime from the Or
phan's eyes shone into %rothingness the rags
and woe, and baptized every forehead with
its unbounded rays! The rude Black Mans
face grew fair and beautiful even the Felon,
consigned by Cody men TO the Gibbet, felt
the rope drop from his neck, and his convict
rags fade away. For there was Power in
the Face.
And all the while, far back in yonder cor
ner, heheld the Preacher, frightened at the
Love of that Face, and trying to defend his
eyes from its light, by surrounding himself
with a barricade ofsound Theological Works.
He builds the walls with frantic haste. How
the musty old volumes come from their hi
ding places, and help 10 raise that barrier be-
tween the Preacher and the light of the Divine
Face. Rare books these every form of creed
from Calvin's Institutes down TO DR.. Chez
veT's last letter in favor of the Gallows; rare
books, and in the Preachers hands they raise
a formidable wall, an iron barrier, against the
light of those Divine Eyes.
Look, my friends the Man Of the World,
even that blasted form, yelled in blush flame
beholds the Preachers nervous haste, and
comes gliding over the Peoples heads to aid
him in his frantic work. They build the wall
together-the Face frightens %them-high and
higher, piling Theology and Metaphysics on
each other, and filling the small apertures
with Tracts in favor OF the Gallows.
The work is done. The Preacher, built
up among creeds, had shut himself out from
the light of the Face. But look-did you
see that ray cleaning from the Divine Eye,
cleaning even through the barrier, and shoot
ing its sudden fire into the Preachers hearth
Lord, Lord y he shrieks with a frantic Joy,
as he ~tramples the musty volumes under foot,
and feels the tears rain from his eyes Lord
noU / hnOp thee, and do MT Jear!'
Then, rising above the Pulpit, his form
floating on waves of golden air, appears the
Stranger, his brow ba,hed in light, his eyes
of deep unfathomable beauty, shining Love
in every heart, while the voice from his lips
breaks like music from the Throne Of Eter-
nifty
THE SPIRIT OF JEHOVAH is UPON Me, TO
PREACH GOOD TIDINGs TO THE PooRn
How like a mist before The morning breeze
the whole scene rushes from our view!
4 4 r x 4 4
Brother Zebulon passed his hands over his
eyes; he looked around There was the
gorgeous church glittering with fashion and
beauty; there were the crowded pews, packed
with the forms of wealth and in the Pull
pit, calm and erect, no fear on his brow stood
the Preacher, the sunset ray upon his brow,
- =. L., 800, ,,ot,,o,,
visage:
Brother Branwell, whispered a Bank Di-
rector, who occupied the next pew, you mis-
sed the best part of the sermon, you've been
sleeping a sad fault in church, Brother Bran
well y
The apathetic wonder impressed on Broth
er Branwells face was too ridiculous to be
witnessed without laughter.
What! whatn he gasped. Hasn't there
been no poor Pilgrims here Didn't our
Preacher build a wall of books in yonder cor
ner! Wasn't the Dev-that is, a singular
Satanic personage-here in my pew? Hey?
You dom mean to say, Brother
The Bank Director laughed all over his
face.
You've been dreaming! Bad in the af-
%terRoon, after a heavy dinner. And you mis-
sed the best part of the sermon; such a cut
5 as our Preacher gave these anti Gallows men.
| You should have heard him speak O. Stephen
Girard, and-but ! see they are going to sing
the last hymn-the lnfdels.'
l Let us unite in praise = exclaimed the
I Preacher, standing erect in the light of the
4 setting sun. Let us sing to the praise OF God
n in the following beautiful and appropriate
hymn:
> ASHAMED of Jesus ! can it be!
. Ashamed, dear Lord, of thee
They sang the hymn, and mellow and
heavenly, that burst from a full choir filled
the Fashinable Temple. But Brother Bran
r well could not sing his red round face was
! very pale wherever he turned, he saw not the
complacent congregation, singing the hymn
but the forms of the dream, the Face, and i
rung forever in his ears that divine chant
'The Spirit of Jehovah is upon me to preach
# good tldings to the poor
9 The HYMN died away. The reveIy into
which Brother Branwell had fallen was sud
II denly broken by the voice of the Preacher.
a Ii is eur purpose 10 hold a series of Reli
pious meetings in this church during the en-
> suinr week, with lectures from our pioui
=, brethren of the Orthodox clergy. To-mor
a row night | will lecture on the Divine author
% ity for Punishment by Death, with an exam
IS nation of the sublime structure of that par
of the Mosaic Dispensation which says, al
Eye for an Eye, a Tooth &c. Tuesday nigh
the Rev. DR.. Bomb will lecture; subject
: The Reforms Of the present day oniy a clOa
for InfdeEty.' Wednesday, Rev. DIR. Nc
n Twist will entertain you with one of hi
=, sound discourses; subject; THE PoPE, an
a hO,D to nut him dOwn.' Thursday, our e:
~ teemed Rev. DR.. Blowhard will deliver a
v ESSAY on THE CAUSE OF MISSIONS ,cith sug
%gestions in favor Of the appropriation Of 500
ID 600 for tie Conuersion IF The present INT
n. Christ, the Pope Of Rome Friday, our yer
"a cradle Brother, DR.. Greek Particle, from tn
~ Theological Institute at, will lecture
- ill.,, nnnnonny InrA mr. HET