The daily intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Territory [i.e. Wash.]) 1876-1881, 1877-10-30
Pious Fun.
SOME OF THE REMARKABLE STORIES
THAT WERE TOLD IN DIR. TALMAGE's
CHURCH THE OTHER DAY.
From the New York Sun

From the New York Sun
The late Sunday School Convention
in Talmsge's tabernacle was marked by
more fun than any religious assem-
blagc ever known in Brooklyn. Tie
merrimen, was introduced by Talmage.
who told of the amazing happiness Of
the quotations made from Scripture by
those whose conventions came late in
life
He knew of one man who. in q dole
ful strain, told a congregation at a
prsyer-meeting how great q sinner he
was. IL w~saR awful sinner" said he;
"a great sinner. was the chief among
ten thousand, and the one altogether
lovely"
Some men never learn how to phrase
prayer. A spirited horse was running
away with man; and every minute
promised to be his last. He grabbed
hold of the sides Of the wagon as it
bounded along after the runaway, and
as he could not think of any other
prayer, he said, oh, Lord make US
thankful for the inercies We are about
to receive"
There was 8 tiring sameness in the
expressions of those who have expert
ences to relate. A young man got up
once and said: | am on the ship OF
Zion. and We are sailing up the heav-
enly hsrbor; soon we'll reach the hrav-
cnly harbor; soon we'll reach the gold
EN- gates" Another man said Il too,
AM on the ship of Zion, and we are
sailing with good breeze. should
Judge we are going at least as fast rs
thirty knots an hour Every man
is ut his post Soon we'll come to the
pearly gates" Another arose and said.
Il. too. am on the ship CT Zion It's a
steamship-a four hundred. horse power
We arc going up the heavenly harbor,
aud we are going faster than any other
ship. We are bound to glory" An
old and feeble woman arose and said.
Il am seventy years old. aud for fifty
years I've been ON the road to heaven,
bnt I've been goin' afoet, and expect
to keep goin' afoot until get there;
and it seems to me if you folks that's
goih' on the steamship don't take care,
you'll bust your billers." When this story
was told the congregation rocked and
surged with Laughter
The Rev. J. Hyatt Smith said that
he WAS once trying to illustrate the
difference between Christ's Joy ut the
conversion OF q sinner and the Joy the
converted one experienced. He didn't
know how he was going to get through.
when suddenly story crspt into his
mind. His brother, Nattv. wes blind.
when child. A cloudy film had
spread over his eyes. cutting off his
sight. One day he and his brother
were playing on the nursery floor. using
large onion for ball. They rolled
and tossed it back and forth until it
became bruised and juicy. Natty, in
handling it. got his fingers wet with
the juice. and when he rubbed his eyes
with his hand he uttered sharp cry of
pain. Then he jumped to his feet, and
screaming with JOY. exclaimed. "Ob, l
see +! see !" The delicate surgery of
the onion had cut through The film that
blinded him. He lesped into his moth
er's arms. quivering with delight, while
she claspcd him to her breast and ut
tered words of JOY. The happiness Of
the child was one; the happiness of the
mother was another. when I returned
home after church that Sunday" said
Mr.. Smith, my little blue eyes climb
ed up into my lap and said, Hyatt
she has no respect for the cloth. it's her
mothers trsining-'Hyatt. she said.
was that story about the onion true
story ~ Yes. my pet l SAID. oh.
she said. 1 thought you were only
preaching