The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1876-04-28

MOODY AND SANKEY.
some Hitherto Unpublished Anecdotes OF
[ the Great Reviv slists.
81 80 II. ~ ~
How Mr.. Moody and Mr.. Sankey,
who live well and are well attired, sub
sist without the contributions of money
which are offered to them invariably in
vain, is question that puzzles q good
many people. Ever since they began in
the West their work, which was after
ward extended into England, Scotland
and Ireland, they have sturdily declined
payment. They receive considerable
profits on the sales of their hymn books,
but Mr.. Moody viii have nothing to do
with such moneys except to use them
for poor churches and Sunday schools
and for other religious purposes. He
never keeps cent, nor, it is said, does
Mr.. Sankey. How, then, do the preacher
and the singer, neither Of whonShas any
private fortune, pay their way.
Mr.. Moody's startling success in Chi
cago was illustrated by the conversion
and the friendship of many of the richest
citizens. Among his best friends was
John V. Farwell, the great dry goods
merchant of the Northwest, to whom
while he was accommodating his estate
| the late Mr.. Stewart extended credits.
Mr.. Farwell said to Mr.. Moody at the
conclusion of his labors there /: Moody,
know you want to go out and preach.
You ought to. Go ahead, and I'll see
that you have the MEANS" Mr.. Farwell
and several other wealthy gentlemen
speedily arranged for the necessary in
come, and have ever since maintained it.
This is why Moody and Sankey are able
to decline to take toll for themselves
along the way.
An opulent and stubborn Chicago
merchant, who become one of the sub
scribers, declined for long while to be
converted. Mr.. Moody was 80 persist
ent that, although the merchant liked
him for some traits, he resented what he
felt to be persecution. 1t was not, is
not, and probably never will be, entirely
agreeable to a man to be pursued by the
best-meaning evangelist into his office
and his dwelling, and urged, vehement
ly, to "save his soul" At last the mer-
chant said with candor: "Moody, if you
ever speak to me again on the subject of
religion, by God, I'll horsewhip you,
even if it's on the public street." The
next time they met was on the verge at
one end OF a swing bridge, which was
withdrawn to give passage to boats.
They shook hands, and Mr.. Moody, with
out finching, said: "Mr. -, L hope
you will remember that you have a
Saviour who loves you, and q soul to
savel" Crossing the bridge, they went
their different ways without the horse
whipping. A few days later Mr.. Moody
entered the merchants store, as intent
upon his purpose as ever he had been.
He was anticipated by the merchant,
who drew him aside, and together they
sat on a dry-goods box. Now look
here, Moody" said the merchant, "what
you said to me the other day there by
the bridge-that had Saviour who
loved me and soul to save, made q
profound impression on me. l want
you to talk to me-" The revivalist seized
the opportunity so long coveted, and
soon the two men were on their knees
together, in business hours, in the mer-
chants private office, turning it into a
place of prayer and tears.
I'm.
Not long after his recent arrival in
New York, q distinguished merchant in
vited Mr.. Moody to his house to meet a
party of eight or ten of the wealthiest
"business men" at dinner. Being
| averse to such entertainments he thanked
his host and said: CT will be glad to
| condition fhof ~ ohon hn
understood among your guests that at
the table religion shall be the topic, and
that shall be sure to urge it upon them
ALL" The condition was acceded to, the
gentleman who gave the invitation judg-
ing rightly that the curiosity of the rest
of the company would transcend their
dread of possible bore. They came in
force, and one of the toughest, most
wide-awake" men amongst them ac-
companied Mr.. Moody into an adjoining
room to talk, to be convinced, and to
subsequently offer his check for several
thousands.
When the revival in Brooklyn was at
its height, very wealthy, cultivated and
skeptical lady from New York went over
| buSro W uedi IhIs AhOoty PIcuSii. DIG
was amazed and little Disguised by his
style of oratory. But for some reason
which probably she could not have de-
fined, she went again. Still again. On
her fourth visit she passed into the in
quiry-room and said to Mr.. Moody
that she would like to hear from
him, directly and privately, his ar
gument why she should become q
Christian. He answered her, say
ing, "Madam, know of no surer way
to reach your heart than through prayer.
Let us pray" MIR. Moody knelt. His
manner was such that the lady could not
choose but kneel beside him. He asked
her to repeat after him his prayer. In
low earnest tones, and with all the ten
der and pathetic phraseology of which
on such occasions he is master, he
uttered his suppGcation, pausing after
each sentence for his companion to fol-
low. The prayer concluded with the
vow:
"And now, o Lord, l give my life to
Thee !"
"Mr. Moody" said the lady, in a
hard, painful whisper, 81 cannot say
that; truly, cannot"
| Mr. Moody made no reply nor did