Semi-weekly standard. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1853-18??, 1855-03-28

CIVILIANS HnSE's RECOLLECTION OF JOHN WESLEY.
FThe following extract from brief memoir OF the
late William Hone. for many years noted nfdel is
not only interesting in itself, but conveys lesson
which parents and guardians would do well to me-
difate. London WntrhmHn.
The account he (Wi!liam IIonc) at different times
gave of his sior began with that of hisearly
unbelief and the of it. His father was an In
denendent DSsentcr. and brought up very strickly,
unfortunately strictly the ordinary penance for
slight fault being to get by heart chapter IN the
Bible On one occasion. being sent to get ms TASK
sitting the garnet stairs he threw the book from
him down the whole flight, saying. w hen am my
master never shall open YOU And alas !! said
he, kept nv word but too we'll for thirty years
] never looked into it
MY father and his friends said he were in the
habit of speaking much and bitterly of John Wes-
lev. The, frequently called him a child OF the de-
vii. had most terrific ihea of this child OF the
devil. Being under six years old, [ went to dame
school to learn my book and to be ont of harms
way. NV dame very staid and pious woman
she fond Of me, and was always good to
her: though naughty at home. She lived IN one
room a large under ground kitchen; we went down
fight of steps to it. Her bed was always neatly
up in There was large kitchen crate,
and in cold weather always a good fire in it, by
which she sat, in old carved wooden arm CHAIR
with a small round table before her, which lay
large Bible open, side; and on the other
birch rod Of the Bible she made great use, OF the
rod very little but with fear always looked upon
it. There on low wooden benches, books in hand
sat her little scholars We all loved her, most of
ALL and was often allowed to sit in little stool by
her side. was happier there than anywhere. L
think her now, that placid old face, with her
white hair tuIned op high cushion, and clean
neat to the top of it, all clean, so tidy, so peace
full was happy there.
One morning told was not to go to school,
1 miserable naughty, disagreable; cried to go to
my dame ! got up hoping to go to school; no,
I might not and they told she i'll, and then
cried myself to sleep. Next morning everybody
tired of that the servant was told to take me
to her. AS we approached the house, all was still
it gave me an awful feeling that all not right
The kitchen do0r was shut; the servant tapped and
a girl opened it scholars, no benches, the bed
let down and curtained the little round table
cred with clean, white cloth, and on it something
unntelligibe covered up with another Here is
master William-he come, said my bearer; and
low, hollow voice, from the bed said Let him stay,
he will be good, there lay my dame how altered!
Death on her face but loved her all the same. My
little stool placed her bolster, and sat
down in silence
The maid went to the window and said No. Again
the same question, and the answer. Who
could it be l wondered in silence, and felt over
awed.Sg at last there double knock at the
house door above, and the maid said joyfully, 20,
madame, Mr.. Wesley is come! Then was to see
the child of the deyili l crept to the window, I
could only pair of black legs with silver buck
les The door was opened. steps down the
kitchen stairs, each step increasing my terror saw
the black legs-then came in a venerable old man,
with, as it seemed to me, the countenancs of
GEL shining silver hair waving his shoulders with
q beautiful, fair and fresh complexion, and the
sweetest smile! This, then the child of the de-
vii! As he went up to the bed trembled for my
poor dame, but he took her hand, and spoke so
kindly to her and my dame seemed so glad He
looked at me and said Something she said He is
good boy, he will be quiet.s After much talk he