Nashville union and American. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1853-1862, 1854-05-07

bad; or perhaps he added after pause. "Thoma
has got proud. and thought he could not come i
his Old clothes. Thus he went on, Significant
/, summing up the common excuses OF bis people,
And then with great simplicity and emotion he ad
ded--' But only think what Thomas lost, for il
'he middle OF the meeting. the Lord Jesus cam,
a"" $1,000 among them How sorry Thomas mus
nave Deem This representation served to ell til.
vacant seats Tor some time to come
Al another time, Father Morris gave the details
oil the amounting of David TO be king He told
them how Samuel went to Bethlehem-to Jass.,.
holIse--and went in with ahow dive do Jes.ss,
and how when jesse asked him to take chair
he said he could not stay minute--tlat the Lord
had sent him to anoint one OF his sons for a kins
and how when Jesse called the tallest and hand
soonest. Samuel said = he wsuld not do',-and how
all the rest passed the test and ut last how
Samuel says" why, have You not more sons Jesse!'
and Jesse says, why. yes, there is little David
down in the lot and how, as soon as ever Samuel
saw David, " he slashed the oil right on him"-and
how Jesse said = hs never was so beat in all his
life ..- r......g r....- "a.
Father Morris sometimes used his Illustrative
talent tovery good purpose in the way of rebuke.
lie had on his farm fine orchard of peaches, from
Which some OF the ten or twelve year old gentle
men helped themselves more literally than even the
OIL mans Kindness thought expedient .. . ri.
Accordingly, be tool; occasion to introduce into
his sermon one Sunday in his little parish. an ac-
count OF journey he took; and how he saw a
! fine orchard of peaches that it ulad,. his mouth
| water to look at them SO said he II came ND
TO the fence and looked all around. for would not
| have touched one of them for all the world. At
last spied a man, and says. Mister won't You
| give me some of your peaches" 80 the man came
and give me nigh hat full. And while stood
there eating. said, Mister, how DO you manage
to keep your peaehes:' Keep them" said he, and
he stared at me- What do you mean" Yes.
said |, don't the boys steal thenl. Boys steal
them said he. no indeed why sir, said 1,
ii have got whole lot of peaches and | cannot
get hall OF them. here the old mans voice grew
tremulous--" because the boys in my parish steal
them So why, sir, said he. don't their pa
rents teach them not to stcal?'' And grew all
over in a cold sweat, and told him Il was afraid
they didn't Why, how yon talk, says the man,
~ 'Nti A'4' "hNit lOu ilN''- ItH Sdlu Ialltr
Morris--the tears running over-"I was obliged
to tell him lived in the town OF c. After this
father Morris kept his peaches.
Our old friend not less original in the logical
than in the illustrative portions of his discourses
His logic was of that familiar colloquial Kind,
which shakes hands with common sense like an old
friend. sometimes, too, his great mind and great
heart would be poured out in the vast themes of
religion, in language which though homely pro-
dueed all the effects of the sublime He once
preached discourss en- the text, THE High and
Holy One that inhabiteth eternity"-and from the
beginning to the end it was a train of lofty and
solemn thought. With his usual simple earnest
ness, and his great rolling voice, he told about
f" The great God the great Jehovah, and how the
people in this world were futtering and Worrying
and afraid that they should not get time TO do this
and that and t'other. But he added with full
hearted satisfaction, 'the Lord is never in hurry
he has ii oil to do, bat he has time enough. for he
he inlabiteth eternity And the grand idea of |
infinite leisure and almighty resources was carried
through the sermon with equal strength and sim |
plicity. Although the old man never seemed to be |
sensible of anything tending to be ludicrous in |
his own mode OF expressing himself yet he had /
considerable relish for humor, and some shrewd- |
ness OF repartee. One time, as he was walking |
through neghbOring parish, famous for its pro- /
family, he was stopped by whole flock of the
youthful reprObates of the place:
Father Morris-father Morris; the devils dead /
is he:' said the old man, benignly laying his |
hand on the head of the nearest urchin, "you poor
fatherless Children -
But the sayings and doings ofthis good old man,
as reported in the legends of the neighborhood,
are more than can be gathered or reported He
lived far beyond the common age of man. and con-
tnued when age impaired his powers, to tell over
and over again the same Bible stories that he had
told 90 often before. -- .-
recollect hearing of the JOY that almost broke |
the old mans heart, when after many years digent !
watching and nurture of the the good seed in his I
parish. it began to spring into vegetation sudden
and beautiful as that which answers the patient !
watching of the husbandman. Many worldly
hearted m n-many a sleepy, inattentiye hearer-
many listless, idle young person, began to give
ear TO the words that had long fallen unheeded-
A neighborng minister who had been sent for to
see AMI rejoice in these results describes the scene
when Gil entering the little church he found
crowded auditory assembled around the vener-
able teacher, waiting for direction. The old |
sitting in his pulpit almost choking with t
funeSs of emotion. SIS he gazed around. Father" I
said the youthful minister 81 suppose you are .
ready to say with old Simeon, Now Lord, lettest
thou thy servant depart in peace, for my eyes have
seen thy salvation "Sartin sartinr said the +
old man. while the tears streamed down his cheeks, I
and his whole frame shook with emotion -l
1t was not many years after, that this simple |
and loving servant Of Christ gathered in peace
unto him whom he loved. His name is fast pass
ing from remembrance and in a few years, his |
memory like his humble grave. will be entirely |
grown over and forgotten among men, though it |
will be had in everlasting remembrance, by Him |
who forgetteth not his servant" and in whose /
sight the death of his saints is precious
III. b. 8.
The hole in my pocket.
Mr. EDIroR:-It is now about year since my