The daily morning journal and courier., 1896-12-10


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 Edward l.. Taylor Father Taylor, as he was always called, was pastor of the Bethel church in North Square, Boston. Although nominally a Methodist, he affiliated With the Unitarians, and his Bethel was built with funds largely contributed by that denomination. Thousands of dollars were raised by the merchants of Boston, without re- gard to denominational lines, for the support of the Bethel. Without educa- ton, without ability to write a sermon, he nevertheless often poured forth in eloquence that astonished all fortu- nate enough to hear him. His Bethel el was one of the places that strangers delighted to visit, and was generally crowded. His weather-beaten face would at times assume a sternness as he denounced evil-doing which fairly frightened some of his hearers, and then with the most touching pathos and With most delightful smile upon his face he would put his audience into tears, and in the most persuasive man. ner would eXhort the men of the sea, to forsake the evil and turn to the good. At one of his meetings some one alluded to the liberality of the Boston mer- chants in building and supporting the Bethel, and when he had finished, Fla ther Taylor remarked: eff there is any other old sinner from the South End who wants to boast of his good deeds, let him say on." The following is his own description of his first visit to Park street church: q was walking along Fremont street just as the bell of Park street church was tolling. I put in, and going to the door I saw the port was full. I up helm, furled topsail and made for the gallery. l entered safely, dOffed cap or pennant and scud under bare poles to the corner pew. There l hove to and came to anchor"
 Elder Knapp. as he was familiarly called, was noted Baptist evangelist in Boston and elsewhere, and fired hot shot into the ranks of Unitarians, Uni versalists, rumsellers and distillers. It is recorded of him that on one occasion, in one of his sermons, he used these words: There are great many bad people in Boston and they have got the devils own mudscoW and filled it with the worst characters they could find, They have attached ropes to the scoW and are tugging away to draw the old scow with all its contents up into heav- en; but they will no more succeed than fish could go up that post tail fore most" At another time he said: ''I am the blacksmith to give the hard blows, and Brother Kirk (pastor of Mt. Vernon church is the siversmith to put on the polish
 The Rev John Perpont, pastor of Hollis street church, now used as the Hollis Street Theater, was one of Bos- tons ablest and grandest ministers. His fight with the distillers and whole sale liquor dealers and pco-slavery sym pathizers will never be forgotten by those who can remember the particu- lars of his persecution and of the final triumph over his enemies.
 The touching and beautiful letter of the Rev. Dr. Charming, who stroye with all his power to uphold and sustain the Rev. MT Pierpont, will be read with in- terest. It was written in 1889: My Dear Sir: I have taken much interest in the conflict you have recently gone through and rejoice that you are to re- turn to your pulpit under circum- stances so encouraging and honorable On the next Sunday l suppose you will address not only your own congrega- tion, but a multitude who will be drawn together by the pecuiarity of the ocCa- sion and will you allow me to say that 1 trust that the services will breathe such a spirit of philanthropy and piety and such a calm reliance on great prin- clples as will satisfy all that personal triumph has not been your aim, but that you have been and are truly de- voted to the highest good of the con gregation and the community I write because l feel that yau are to exert a powerful influence, and have an earn est desire that it shall be for good. I hope these suggestions may not seem unreasonable If they should, you will, at least, allow me to express my gratitude and respect for your cour- age and fidelity in noble cause'' This letter sounds just like the good Dr. Charming. who was as pure and noble a Christian man as ever trod the streets of Boston. The Rev. Dr. Pierpont, who
 
 above, was poet and lecturer as well as preacher. He had a magnificent presence, and never rose to speak on any occasion without commanding the attention and respect of his audience.
 One of the most eccentric of Presby- terian clergymen of this century was Parson Milton, as he was called, of NeWburypOrt. He was pastor of the two-toWered church of that city He was of short stature, with long curly hair, and was a marked figure as he strolled along through the streets He had the singular custom, it is said. of using three different pocket handker- chiefs in his pulpit. The first was a colored one for common use when he was sitting; the second was a better one, for use when standing and preach ing; the third was an elegant one, which he threw over the pulpit cush- ion so that it hung in sight of the con- |gregation. In announcing in his church the hymn to be sung. he gave the num- Der with all the voice he could com mand. and startled the strangers who were present. His wife was not in sympathy with him in his ministerial work, and on certain Sabbath morn- ing, so the record goes, she locked him up so as to prevent him going to his church to preach. The bell had rung for some time and was tolling, as was then the custom. The time for the be-