Clarksville chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 186?-1872, 1868-05-15


In l744, after a narrow escape from
assassination by drunken naval Off
Ger he sailed a third time for Ameri-
ca, where he was actively employed
untitJuly 174S. AT this time, strange
to say he actively abetted the intro
duction of slavery into Georgia. -
Without the use of slaves he imag-
ined that the inhabitants could not
subsist. "As for the law fuilness OF
keeping slaves" he says, ~ have no
doubt since l hear of some that were
bought with Abraham's money, and
some that were born in his house; and
l cannot help thinking that some of
those servants mentioned by the
apostles In their epistles were, or had
been, slaves. 1t Is plain that the
Gibeonites were doomed to perpetual
slavery; and though liberty is a sweet
thing to such as are born free, yet to
those who never knew the sweets of
it, slavery may, perhaps, not be so
Shortly after his return to England
he became acquainted with the Coun-
tess of Huntingdon, who made him
one OF her chaplains, and in whose
drawing room he had frequent oppor-
tunities of preaching to the nobility
of England. This meeting with
Lady Huntingdon completed the cir
Gle of the Influences that determined
the whole of his after career. Nonew
element was afterward introduced
into 1t. The remaining twenty-five
years OF his life were spent in expedi-
tions to America in efforts to sustain
his Orphan-house, in annual "cir-
cults" for outdoor preaching, which
embraced the whole of Great Britain,
and extended from the departure of
the frost in early spring to its return
in the late autumn, and in winter
ministrations in the Tabernacle at
Moorefields, in chapel which was
also erected for him in Tottenham
Court-road. Seven times in all he
visited America, making thirteen
voyages across the Atlantic. The
length of his journeys, the continu-
business of his labors the number of his
sermons the vastness ofthe multitudes
assembled to hearthem were alike who
wonderful. Inspite of falling strength
and sore pain he labored to the end.--
"On Saturday September 20, 177O"
his servant, Richard Smith, tells us,
'Whitefield rode from Portsmouth
New England) to Exeter, fifteen
miles in the morning and preached to
very great multitude in the fields
1t is remarkable that before he went
out to preach that day which proved
to be his last sermon, Mr., Clarkson,
Sen., observing him more uneasy
than usual said to him, 'Sir, you are
more fit to go to bed than to preach. {,
To which Mr.. Whitefield answered,
'"True, SIR but turning aside he
clasped his hands together and look
ing up, spoke: Lord Jesus, / am
weary in Thy work, but not of Thy
work. If have not yet finished my
course let me go and speak for Thee
once morein the fields, seal the truth,
and come home and die The text
he preached from was 2 Cor. xiii, s."
The next day the Master called
his weafied servant home. Thus
ended life of labor never surpassed
since the days of the Apostles. His
remains were inferred at Newbury-
port, near Boston, aspot where he had
often expressed wish to be buried il
his death should take place near
enough to make it practicable.
In Cowper's well-known poem,
Hope" there occurs singular testi-
mony to thereal worth of Whitefield's
character. So bitter was the preju-
dice against evangelical religion, even
in Cowper's time, that in vindicating
this eloquent preacher, he thought it
better not to call him by name:
"Leuconomus tbeneath well-sounding
slur name n poet must not speak)
stood pilloried on Infamy's high stage
And bore the pelting scorn of half an age,
The very butt of Slander and the bolt
For every dart that Malice ever shot.
The man That mentioned him, at once dis
All mercy from his lips, and sneered and
His crimes were such as Sodom never knew,
And Perjury stood up to swear all true;
HIS aim was mischief and hiszeal pretense;
his speech rebellion against common sense;
knaNc when tried on honesty's plain rule;
Ana when by that of reason, a mere fool
The worlds best comfort was his doom was
passed;
Dle,whcn he might he must be damned at
last.
Now, Truth, perform thine Office; watt
The curtain drawn by Prejudice and Pride,
Reveal tthe man is dead to wondering
eyes
The more than monster in his proper guise
lie loved the world that hated him; the
tear
That dropped upon his Bible was sincere,
Assaiied by scandal and the tongue ofstrife,
HIS only answer was blameless life;
Ana ne that forged, and he that drew the
dart,
Had each brothers. interest In his heart
PauIs love OF Christ, and steadiness un-
Were copied closed in him, and well trans
cribed.
He followed Paul; his zeal kindred flame,
HIS apostolic charity the same.
Like him, crossed cheerfully tempestuous
seas,
Forsaking country, kindred friends and
ease;
Like him he laboredi and like him, con-
tent
To bear it, suffered shame, where'er he
went.
Blush, Calumny! and write it on the
Il honest eulogy can spare the room,
Thy deep repentance of n thousand lies,
WhISn, aimed at him, have pierced the
And say, Blot out my sin, confessed, de-
Against Thine image in Thy servant, Lord"
GEN. S. B. BUCKNER. The many
friends in Kentucky of this peerless
gentleman and accomplished soldier
will be gratifled to hear he has deter
mined to resume his residence in
Louisville; and it affords us no little
pleasure to announce to the readers of
the Courier that they are hereafter to
have the benefit of his brilliant aud
scholarly pen. Ever since the close
of the war Gen. Buckner has resided
and transacted business I'm New Or
leans, although he all the while re-
tanned his citizenship in Louisville
So soon as he can close his business
South, which Will he within few
weeks, he will return here with his
family and once assume his duties
i'm the editorial rooms of the Courier,
to which paper he will thereafter give