The daily morning journal and courier., 1898-01-12

At this post have been stationed many good preachers and good men,
 We cannot name them all The old people used to tell wonderful stories about the first preachers, of Father Silliek," who ordered the loved to leave off their "artiicials," of Crosby and of Luckey, of Washburn and Os-
 borne and, later, Ellis, Sanford, Miller,
 McAllister, Ross, Bonton; Rice, the
 preacher, teacher and brave soldier;
 Johnson and Stebbins. "the friendly
 mani" and This gentle wife," Dike-
 man, "the eloquent" Halleck and
 Robinson; Hughes, "out down at the
 beginning of very promising career;'
 Taylor, ia universal favorite;" Nelson and Stembridge; Birkins, "the silver tongued orator." Dickson, "the be- loved;" and Stott, the present incum- bent
 Of these leaders much might be written. They were earnest men and true. Many of them were in the straight jacket of poverty. A story is told of one pastors family, which
 might perhaps be applied to more than
 one Esquire Miles, the village mer-
 chant, thought he detected hungry and suffering look on the preacher and his children as he saw them from time to time, and it troubled him to that extent that he visited their home,
 when, in reply to questions by the vis- itor, a confession was made: Little but potatoes had been their food for long time, but the pastor said, We
 keep praying" "Well, pray less and beg more," said the ood man, that's my theology to such as you" An hour | later the storekeeper's wagon stood at | the parsonage door, loaded with the necessaries of life, and as the bundles were carried in the parson thanked | God that his prayers were answered. | It was during the pastorate of John Luckey The preachers wife was in | ill health, and young girl, of poor | family in the vicinity, was procured to | do the housework Provisions were | scarce, and many days it was difficult | to get enough to eat, until, at break l fast one morning, the good pastor re- l turned thanks for the spoonful of corn meal mush to each one at table, and as 1 it was the last thing eatable in the | house, sent the 'help" home and took wife and babies to a neighbours to din- ner. The situation became known
 soon, and pantry and cellar were well examples. The men who have been | stationed here have been well treated
 as a rule, and the families too sensitive | to tell their wants have punished the | community more than themselves The service has demanded, and does
 now require, brave men, and we know l of no calling in life needing more l stamina, more moral and physical
 courage than the Methodist itineracy. | The people may have been slow, but | the parson deserving of it has been, as | rule, well fed and paid. Like as in other things, great changes have taken l place. In the century past the mem | bership has reached almost every l farm, in some degree, at least, from the l strong blacksmith Uncle Helot" Kel-
 logg, and his nine grown-up sons and 1 daughters. Asaph Wright and wife. Melzar Howe and wife; from the All | lyn farm, on the south to Roberts hill, embracing such goodly families as the l Walters, Tuttles, Beachs Reeds, Da-
 wilson's, Landons, Cummings, Browns, l Richards, Wings, Kelleys; David | Wooster, the singing leader, and his
 descendants; Jonathan Thompson, a
 saintly man, lover of camp-meetings, l and practical helper in the church, I giving the land known as the school l house corner, he and all his descend- I ants; Philo Howe, Sr., and the Philo and Birdsey of later years, and their
 descendants; and a multitude of others | worthy of mention, who have done their part to uphold the faith, and keep alive the fires kindled century ago, For all Of these but a. corporal's guard is left to tell the story of olden trials l and triumphs; but the mantle has
 fallen on faithful shoulders, and the I burden is not cast down, nor deserted,
 and the world gives credit to-day for the earnest perseverance, the constant, patient service, the living example of
 the few who are on duty.
 CEDAR CREEK FIGHT, 1864.
 We append a letter which appeared
 in the National Tribune of December
 23, 1897. The writer was Goshen boy, born and bred, the youngest son of
 Uri Wadhams of West Side. An elder
 brother, Sidney, enlisted from the sem
 mary at Armenia, N. Y, where he was
 studying for the ministry serving un-
 der Colonel Perry of Mexican war
 fame, and was made lieutenant He
 led his company on the famous assault
 on Fort Wagner, July Is. 1S63, ana was
 killed His remains were never recov-
 cred, but were thrown in the same
 ditch with six hundred others, white
 and black, who gave their lives in this
 attempt. His letter is very conserva' tive for man who was there present } It will be read with interest by all Go-
 shen people and many others else
 where, and specially so by the surviv- ing members of the Second Connecti- cut Heavy Artillery and other old
 soldiers. Mir Wadhams left Goshen al
 the close of the war after three years , term of service as soldier. and has never returned except on very shor' visits, or on business trips and at long intervals.
 , CEDAR CREEK.