The weekly north Iowa times. [volume] (McGregor, Iowa) 1857-1867, 1867-02-13
/" A Sight Of He'll"

" A Sight of He'll"
This is the title Of book by Rev. J.
Furniss, Catholic Priest, recently pub
lished in London, by permission Of his
superiors,n for the purpose, as he says, of
saving " children and young persons who
are often lost for want of being early smit-
ten with terror" 1t is literally and en-
tirely devoted to the subject Of its title
Itdescribes Hell-its location, soil, streams,
atmosphere-the peculiar holiness of its
heat-the noises, the dresses, and every
thing relating to that Interesting. but not
inviting country.
The reader may like to know how Rev.
Mr.. Furniss-a capital name for the au-
thor of such a fiery work-learned all he
tells, as he could hardly have gone down
in his own person and got back. He says
the information comes from Saint Frances,
who was taken out of the place by the
angel Gabriel, though how Saint came to
be put there, we can't guess. The London
Atheneum gives the following compendium
of its contents:
"Children are informed that He'll is four
thousand miles from the surface of the
earth that the fair st. Frances has been
taken out of the interior of that place of tor
ment by the angel Gabriel and from her
account and that of other witnesses, chill
dren have an opportunity of knowing
whittier they are sure to go, and what they
are certain to suffer for ever and ever, for
the smallest mortal crimes committed in the
flesh. ,~-.....
''Mr. Furniss informs the young that
He'll is boundless its plain is of red-hot
iron, its atmosphere fog of fire, its rivers
fathomless streams of seething pitch and
sulphur. Take the leart spark from hell,
throw it into the ocean, and in a moment
it will dry up all the waters and set the
whole world in blaze. The music of
hell is not that of the spheres, but made
up of the shrieks that never subside, and
unnatural sounds from the condemned,
who roar like lions, hiss like serpents,
howl like dogs and wall like dragons
| There is a rushing thunder as of cataracts
of water, but little children are reminded
| that there is no water in Satan's fiery
| kingdom. What sounds like the fall there
of are the torrents of scalding tears falling
without any cessation from millions of
millions OF eyes F" The young, too, are
further sickened by the assurance that if a
body could be snatched for moment from
hell and laid upon the earth the stencil
would be SO overwhelming that everything
would wither and die. As for the fearful
subject of judgment, these little ones are
told that their offending souls will be
dragged in chains before Satan's judgment
seat, that he is their judge, and Judge
without mercy! How. will your body
be- asks the reverend gentleman latter
the devil has been striking it hundred
millions Of years without stopping?"
Again, he says: :" The vain will have
to wear bonnets and dresses of the hottest
fire of hell, which burns everything for
ever" The very small bonnets worn now
may be an advantage in this terrible cri-
sis, and might soon be consumed, or impart
only moderate degree of heat Almost
universal empire is ascribed to Satan; all
power over man is ascribed to him; the
of God are burnt out by the all-dev curing
flames of eternal hell and Christ is de-
picted as rather ENORMOUSLY stating that
he had done his uttermost to save man
kind but that the devil, after all, had far the
best Of it.
The other day, two gentlemen, named
p. Dowse, Jr., and Milo Wood, and who
are said to reside in Elgin or Tinkertown,
came to Clermont and hitched their horse
and cutter before one of the stores in a
short tima some one was seen running
away with the horse and cutter. After a
time it was returned. About this time the
editor of the Leader missed his easy chair,
and soon after he learned it had been
pawned to 1t. Dennis for couple of dish
es of oysters. About that time Mr.. Wood
and Mr.. Cowse discovered that they had
lost a buffalo robe and sundry other arti.
Giles. After time the rightful owners
recovered all of their lost property.--Ges-
mont Leader.
What kind Of a place is Clermont? The
editor of the Leader is IA Templar Tin a
horn) and Milo and 1t. Dennis wouldn't
harm any one. Jack Thompson had bet
ter return to Clermont and reform the
young cusses.
If you wish to see what is in this paper
look over the Ads. carefully, and get most