The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1878-07-25
BROTHER ANDERSON.
BY REV. THOMAS X. BEECHER.

He was good pastor. Almost the last
time saw him he had just called on a
lamb OF his flock to ask after her spiritual
welfare and fifty cents toward his salary.
He had left his tub and brushes at tho
foot of the hill, and he resumed them
when he had made his call; for, like the
great apostle, he used to labor, working
with his own hands. When swinging
himself along slowly toward his home,
after Il day of work on walls or ceilings.
few tack him for preacher Splotchcs
OF whitewash showed finely on his face
they were his business CARDS. Nature
had done little to beautify him; the tailors
nothing. He was short, broad. larc e.
headed, and seemingly without neck His
cravats could never get under his chin.
Ills eyes were very full, with smoky
whites and slack lids. He WAS numerous-
y clio he'd. His great breadth and small
In the layers Of his clothing. What was
given him, though wellw Worn and tender.
he put on and went about his work with
ont pride or apology. For years had
met him, but had not known him, he was
so silent ard contained. He n yer seemed
to know. much less resent, the caste pref
udice that weighs so heavily on his race.
All this was long ago. He has preached
nis last sermon. ana is. doubt not, rest
fully awaiting the resurrection Of the lust.
was TO preach for Brother Anderson
one Sunday afternoon. AS | stood caves
dropping by his little wooden church,and
waiting Tor the hour to come. | heard
strange noise inside--not the confused
and volumlnou> noise of crowd excited
rs IN revival times, but u single wild cry
now and then. or one heavy stamp, or a
ringing clap from pair Of b,g tough
hands-the creatures of will. and not the
outbursts of FEELING. 1t was the corps.
| OF strved class-neeting,'' and the
noises sounded as if ierked inio being by
the occasional galvanic shocks of some
cxperimenter. Punctua to the hour.
Brother Anderson carse rolling across the
street and up to the door, and We went in
| together After the usual songs and
prayers, took for my text Pau!s cour-
sci to the Corinthians MS to I cir disord-
erty meetings and meaningless noises.
The sermo, was in the main a reading Of
fourtesih chapter of Paul's first letter.
with comments a1d applications inter
spersed. spoke for h..lf AN hour, and
while showing consideration for the noisy
ways of my Audience, exhorted them to
Cultivate intelligence as we'll AS passion
when yoa feel the glory in YOU. let i:
out OF course. Shout Cory clap your
hands. and all that; but stop now and
then, and let some wise elder stand up
aud tell what it sill means Men and
boys hang round you. windows and laugh
at you and at religion because thew don,
understand you. Some men you know.
have religion all in the head-c.ear.
sharp, dry, aud dead. Others, all 10 the
heart. They feel it in their bones. Now
| want you to have religion in your bead,
and hearts Let all things be done de-
Gently and in order"
| was very well satisfied with my effort.
at the time: t seemed success. As II
sat down. Brother Andersoo got up and
stood cn the pu!pit-s,ep to give out
hymn,
~let saints below in concert siup-
am not certain that he could lead: ic,
be stood. book in hand, and seemingly
ffcM msmoey gave the number of The
ANNtMneated the first Two s.anzss
gio~ing feeling. Of the
AFee Inca
Oh = livins God.
eo00An' We how:
80 reross 'er nood.
! ar swallowing one or
~ a - say: II low
- I No. 10 hear him