Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1874-09-26

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Athonsand thoughts revolve,s -
the preacher the while making earnest,
ejaculatory appeals to his hearers. At
the strange.
lean but perish ifIgo.
Rd 4 am y resolved ssar s to Try tnow
Unjust forever die"
the managing brother grows critically
anxious. If that fails to bring in
penitent or two, be had as we'll pro-
nounce the benedict:en Immediately af-
ter PRAYER. But seei before it is half
.a.e.l,
through three weeping Irelnpiero khcci
at the ssanxious sa,tn for whom the
good man pours out supplication that
might almost move blind and dumb
god Surely it will not be unheeded
by Him of mercy and loving kindness
infinite. Now comes .The Old Shin of
Zion" and I'm Bound for the Prom
ised Land" while the christians talk
and pray with the mourners. Hark
There is a shout not loud but thrilling.
That uuiet manly how who came TO the
altar first. has "professed Tsnot his
face fairly trapsfipuredp His mother
can hardly be bonn;er inside the Celes-
tial CITY than she looks inst now over
the rede mptiop of her onlvson Thevare
singing. oOn Jordan's Stormy Banks"
with weird. triumphaut monotone
chorus whose words altogether fail to
give an idea of its effect ~
awe,u stand the storm It won't he long.
u1 Tne heavenly port is nigh: >, ,.,o
Wen anchor by and by"
In it that peculiar voice rings out
with clear notes like the trumpet-call
Ito horse and away" 1t is wonderful
how the isolation of night and dark
ness deepens our susceptibilities. This
singing, praying, shouting, by garish
daylight would seem overdone-here
and now, it impresses us with sense
of awful fitness. By this time there
are many mourners and another con-
1 vert, over whom goes up rejoicing
| that rings abroad over field and wood.
Among the unconcerned there is some
talking, though in the main respect
full silence. All are standing, which
! gives our family friend chance to
marshal her cohort of sleeping infan-
try on the benches, thus leaving her
4 leisure to inspect with connoisseur
air the scene which is at once opera,
theatre and Easter of her existence.
Adonis and Fairy Bell stand together,
too well-bred for speech, or, perhaps,
not needing it. The shadow of that
convenient pillar falls on clasped hands.
My hasty judgment was harsh; there is
nobility in her face. True, John" is
on her other hand, but he looks dis
consulate. 1t is growing late, almost
time to close. There is, evidently,
trouble in the singers camp. Gamut
and Roundnote have agreed to wind up
with Coronation" which each, in his
way, holds to be his masterpiece, but
unfortunately the way of either is not
| at all that of the other, and the parti-
zans of neither having the slightest
disposition to give in, the clashing
chords and strife of voices may be bet
ter imagined than described. An abs
rupt call to PRAYER ends the upseemly
warfare. after which comes the doxol-
opy. and the welcome announcement
Services throughout the week Our
matronly friend rises from the kpeel-
ing covenant to prav for gracious re-
i yiyal to remark as she wakens her
sleenino family "meetin' Amt what il
used to be-" The old ladies' make ND
kindliest of clusters about the voupg
converts John inlv vows to get
ahead of Adonis before Saturday
night while Fairy Rell sends that
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