Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1855-10-25
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on their knees. Well, this little man
would tell those who were groaning
under conviction to be composed. l
stood this as long as I could, and f.
Inally sent him to speak with a great,
stout, athletic man, who was believing
like a bull in net, while | tried to
undo the mischief he had done to
others.
'He. told this powerful man to re-
pent, but l told him to pray like thun-
der-just at that instant the grace Of
God shone in upon his soul, and he
was so delirious with delight that he
seized the little man in his hands, and
holding him up, bounded like buck
through the congregation
1t is impossible for the pen to do
Justice to this fact. The speaker
moved us all to tears and smiles at
the same moment, while he said what
few men would venture to say.
While he was preaching, years ago,
General Jackson entered the church,
when pastor, seated in the pulpit,
gave his Brother Cartwright a nudge,
and whispered that the cid hero had
just ccme in, as much as to advise,
"Now be particular in what you say
But Peter, to the astonishment Of ev-
cry one, louder than ever, exclaimed:
Who cares for General Jackson?-
He'll go to hell as soon as anybody, if
he doesn't repent!'
When the sermon-a homemade
one-was ended, a friend asked the
Generalwhat he thought of that rough
old fellow, and received for answer
Sir, give me twenty thousand of
such men, and I'll whip the world, in
cluding the devl!'
1t is quite possible, brother reader,
that you and our notions might not
quite agree with the Generals; yet
neither of US can fail to see in this
eccentric but veteran evangelist, the
man OF his times and his circumstan-
ses. And you, dear sir, starched, and
brushed. and perfumed, who now re- ..
cline in lie stuffed armed chair of
your garnished study, wondering why
.ho world should take any interest in
such specimen of humanity-what
kind of a specimen would you have
oeen? What would you have done
N the rough battles through which
his weather-worn, but jolly-hearted
I'D man has borne the standard of the
Cross-borne it with a brawny but
sver faithful arm? God bless the old
nan with all his oddities; and may
le yet fight his way into heaven.
Peter Cartwright joined the Old
Western Conference in 1906, though
he began to travel a year earlier, we
believe. He was young man-on-
y about eighteen years old-when he
the itinerant field, and he has
been in its foremost struggle ever
'ince. The odd Western Confer
9nce' was, in that day, the only one
,eyOnd the Alleghanies. 1t extend
d from Detroit to Natchez, and each
# its districts comprised a territory
bout equal to two Of the present
conferences beyond the mountains.
Those were the days of great moral
,attles In the vast field; and the men
yho fought them were made great.
ome of them gigantically SO, by their
circumstances. Among them were
loung, Walker, Shinn, McKendrce,
5urke, Lakin, Blaekman, Quinn, and
imilar mighty men. Cartwright be-
;an his regular travels with Iakin,.
N Salt River Circuit (save the namely
'Iost Of his fellow heroes have gone
o their rest; but they gained the
ield, and fortified their cause all over
t. They, In fact, laid the moral found
tions of our ultra-montane States
The few remnants Of the old corps
hould be cherished and honored by
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