The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1871-08-31
MRS. IIER.IT,s ADDRESS.

"Reminiscences is a boon saved to our
being. Even the feld-hero will go back
in thought to review the place where was
achieved hard earned victory. In this
his heart swells with emotions which
none can know but such as have periled
there, all for country they love.
How much more then many the chris
tan soldier, in greatfal memory, revisit
the prominent posts where he has, at
least, acquired self-discipline In the SER
vice of Master, and for a country very
dear to his heart.
The tall forests where your infant city
reposed, had only commenced to echo to
wood-man's axe when your pioneer Mis-
sionary first landed his meagre effects on
the dock at Two Rivers.
Captain Henderson was kind hearted
man. Very gently he led his voyagers
out from beneath his furled sails. His
bewitching schooner had been to them
an Ark of safety which they left with
FACILITATING hearts.
True, the land lay before them, but it
required the age of Seer to discover
in it the Canaan" that would have CIV
en- the spirit rest after the vicissitudes OF
an annoying journey. There were some
who met their ambassador with warm
hands, earnest hearts, and deeds of con-
sideration that gave the needed assur-
ance. Kindly they threw around him
the mantle Of charity. Their firm sup
port and steady cooperation were. to him,
tower of strength that made him feel
it would be privilege to dare. and to do
bold things for their new enterprise.
Out of the ordeal of the four succeeding
years, chains of friendship were forged
and welded which disolving nature can
not sever. To this sentiment there must
still remain some responsive vibration or
| should not be here to enjoy the pleas
ure of this happy occasion.
l have always cherished tender re-
spec5 for our coy little cot at Two
Rivers. 1t was built of single rough
boards, and its sides were faced with
white muslin to mimic civilization.
Among its happiest memories are its
musical festivities, when Brother Bor-
cherdt's violin discoursed the solemn
measures of sacred song beneath its hum
bic roof
1t was in cabin,
Our dear woodland home,
Where the merry sunbeams
Through each crevice shone.
Where the gladstone zephers
Sported through the room,
Laden from the forest
With a rich perfume.
1t was there the Indians,
To tents in the bush;
Stole along doorway,
AT the evening hush.
Peering through the easement,
With their eye,
Or perched the door-siII
So cunning and sly.
Rude was our Woodland home
Humble its fare
But I love in memory
Still to Iinger there.
There is something grand in Pion-
GERS experience, and [ pity these who
have never drank from its ennobling chal-
ice. Who have never wandered off so
far in sympathy with nature as to learn
how much Of luxury there is in boiled
potatoes and eggs when surved up on
clean shingle. or the smooth side of a
maple chip. Nor how near to the heights
OF Beulah. the soul may attain while in
Canals hair garments proclaiming
coming "Mesiah" whose kingdom is not
of this world, and whose home is in the
hearts of the lowly.
He who has laid aside his earth.
worn armor, never felt that on this arena
of conflict he had won any laurals for
himself. Still [ do know he was comfor-
ted by the reflection that the inharmo
NOUS voice in the Wilderness had some
efficiency in preparing the way for more
sklllful workmen; and in contemplating
that good time coming" of which it is
written "sower and reaper shall rejoice
together over garnered harvest" there
was something compensatory in the
thought that possibly the Master might
then remember the breaker up of the
virgin SOIL
In those olden times the Itinerant
made his Sabbath circuit of 20 miles on
foot. preaching three times. 1t was rough
footing then-and when two years later,
the important acquisition of a horse and
buggy marked him favored man, it was
perilous riding then. Steering as best he
could between stumps, over roots and
through dubious mire, detracted not a
little from refined personal appearance,
and fine oratory. At one time. horse
buggy, Theology and all went ducking
over into the Lake; and more than once
can testify that they went upside down,
and were otherwise badly mixed.
The movements which ultimately re-
suited in the little Tabernacle" were
then only mapped out Indefinitely on the
brain. There were but yteao to put shout
der to the work, but these were earnest
men, ofwhom some still remaining. And.
considering the times, we had a. strong |
force among the ladies. With them to |
'0tU, and to do were synonymous per-
haps 1t is but Just to claim that the work
was largely carried on through their per
seyering efforts. Their Pastor mioht
hare been arrogant, but always would
have his own way in protesting that it |