The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1872-11-01
Aaeedlotea OF the Late New. Peter
9aFsWraght.

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wright. lie was scarcely sixteen year.
old when he was converted BY All
itinerlnt preacher, and became mem
ber of the Methodist Episcopal Church
The event determined the career o.
, his whole life. He conceived the idea
that he had been called to preach the
gospel in the wilderness. and almost
Immediately he entered upon that
duty. In his autobiography, publish
ed about fifteen years ago, he related
many interesting and often amusing
incidents Of his early labors In the
backwootls. Like many of the men
Of his time aud section, he had an iron
constitution and strongly marked in
dividnality, and was q bold. courage
ous, and Jealous worker. lie feared
neither man nor the devil. and tor his
cause was ready at any time to fight
both If they stood IN his way. His
speech was lomely, but 1t was earnest.
and Went straight to the hearts of his
rough audiences. He was heard to
say a few years ago that he lnd re-
ceived into the church no fewer than
l2,OO0 persons. and that in his long
career he had preached Ii, 600 sermons.
In the early pioneer days he natur-
ally met some hard characters. who
iastig,ltetl by the advocates, would ell-
deayor to bring disgrace upon him.
He tells inhis autobiography that once
a brutal fellow threatened to whip
him. Peter said, Well sir, never
like to live in dread. II yon really
intend to whip me, come and do it
n0w.' The man continued to buster,
wllereupoi the fighting preacher, dis
mounting from his horse. walked up
to him aud said, Nov sir, you lave
to whip ne, rs you threatened, or
I stop cursing me, or will put you IN
the river and baptize you In the lllne
of the devil, for surely you belong to
hinl.' This cowed the bully.
An aneGlOte il also related which
illustrates his singular bOltInesS and in
dependence. lie was preaching before
the Nashville Conference. when the
time-serving Clergyman whose pulpit
he occupied, seeing General Jackson
standing in the aisle, leaned over and
said In loud whisper, General Jack
son has come General Jackson has
come in!" WHO is General Jack
son I" cried Cartwright. in a voice Of
thunder, If he don't get his soul con-
yerted, God will damn him rs quick
as He would q Guinea negro!" This
did not convert Old Hickory at the
time, but it commanded his respect
for his monitor, and he treated him
with the greatest consideration ever
afterwarSl.
1t Is also said tint the following hui
morous incident Is traceable to- Mr..
Cartwright. who. 1t is said, used tore
peat 1t ut the expense of an equally
good and Jealous minister. well known
throughout the State Of Indiana:
1t was the custom during camp
meeting pioneer days to summon the
worshippers to service by blowing a
long blast upon common Old-fashi0n-
ed tin dinner horn, and the story rams,
that when certain revivaIist celebrity
took up the horn to summon the wor-
shippers to service, after dinner one
day, he blew a strong blast Of soft |
soap all over the astonislled brethren.
1t is also said by the chronicler OF this |
item = that the brother was so wroth |
at this joke that he cried out loud:
. Brethren, have passed through |
many trials and tribnhtions, but moth |
Ing like this. have served the min
istry for thirty years, aud In that time
never uttered q prOtane word, but Ill |
be--if | can't whip the man that
soaped tile horn"
Well. this Is strong story, but we |
have 1t from u reliable authority. some
thing a little stronger IN the sequel to |
the same story. This Is given to US as
follows:
Some two lays after the horn soap |
Ing i tall, swathy, Misunderstanding |
desperate strolled Oh the grounds, ami |
leaned against tree. listening to the
eloquent exhOrtation to repent that !
was being made BY the preacher. After |
Il while he became interested. finally |
affected. and then took a position Oh
the anxious seat. commenced grOaning |
:. IN the very bitterness of his sorrow
The Clergyman walked down and el- |
deayored to console him. No consOla- |
ti0n-he was too great a sinner, he |
said. Oh, no; there was pardon for |
the vilest. No, he was too wicked I
there was no mercy for him.
why, what crime have yOu conf /
niittedyt' said the preacher, Have
yOu stolen?"
Worse than that oh! worse than
that
Murder, Is it?" gasped the horri-
fled preacher.
4 Worse than that" grOaned the
smItten sinner.
The excited preacher commenced
\ ~peeling off his outer garments.
Here, brother COIe!0 7 shouted he,
+" hold my coat--I've found the fellow
that sOapel tho horns"
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