Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1901-12-23
A MEMORABLE NIGHT.

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in his own personal history and expe
rience, to feel a peculiar and special in
terest in this particular meeting.
He was sitting about six rows from
the front and next to the aisle, where
he could see everything distinctly. The
audience was mostly men, though sew
eral of the miners wives and some of
the younger women were scattered
about in the crowd. The service start
ed with a vigorous solo and chorus.
The major, a large, fine faced English
man, with voice that shook the win
dows, started in with. the song,
was deep dyed sinner,
| Just deep 1 could be,
and the army came in with a rafting
chorus to the Bowery tune of Swim
Out, O'Gradyw The verse and chorus
ran like this:
| I was a deep dyed sinner,
Just as deep as 1 could be;
But, praise God for salvation,
| Today know I'm free
have Gods smile upon now;
OF hell I have fears.
When the devil comes and tempts me,
Why, whisper in his
Get out, Mephisto
l have use for you.
I'm soldier in the army,
And to Jesus III be true.
Pm fighting meath the colors,
The yellow, red and blue.
Get out, old devil, get out!
There were five verses, the last one
concluding the second or final chorus
as follows:
word about the collection,
For want good sure;
The devil often tells me
That to give l am too poor,
Which makes me go down deeper
When the timbrel comes my way,
And my action brings a blessing sure
And helps me when I say:
SECOND CHORUS
Get out, old devil
I've lost my love for you.
I'm soldier in the army,
And to Jesus I'll be true.
I'm fighting meath the colors,
The yellow, red and blue.
Get out, old devil, get outi
1t would be impossible to describe
the effect of this song on the audience.
The Cornish people were great lovers
of music. Before the stalwart soloist
had finished two verses of the song
nearly every foot in the audience, and
there was not a light foot in it, was
beating time on the hard board floor.
and at the conclusion of the third verse
nearly every person in the hall was
roaring out the words of the chorus
with the army, although they had not
been invited to sing on this particular
selection.
The army did not seem in the least
disturbed, however. 1t would take
more than a slight incident like that
to disturb the Salvation Army of
Champion. At the conclusion of song
everybody on the platform kneeIed
down.
Rhena Dwight was in the center of
the little group. The audience was as
quiet now as it had been noisy be-
fore. There was a smoky kerosene
lamp just over her head, and as she
kneeled there in the midst of those
rough surroundings Stuart could not
crowd back the thought of what this
girl had been and what she was now.
The refinement of her face was remark
able. 1t had seen great trouble, but
withal it was face that had seen a
great victory. She prayed very much
as she had the first time Stuart heard
her. The army broke in frequently
with Amen and "Halleluiahr' but
not noisily or in way really to inter-
rupt. Stuart glanced through the
crowd and saw here and there tears
running over rough cheeks of men
and women. Then he bowed his own
head, and when the prayer was finish
ed and he lifted up his face again
something like tears wet his own eye
lashes.
Immediately after Rhena's prayer
half dozen short prayers were offer
ed by different members of the army.
Then they rose to their feet again, and
one of the halleluiah lasses came for
ward to the front of the platform and
sang with a tambourine accompani-
ment, while two other members went
down into the aisle with their instru-
ments, which they passed around as
collection boxes. A meager contribu-
ton of pennies ratified on the parch-
ment covers of the tambourines while
the song and chorus rose loud and de-
termined:
Oh, I'm glad converted
In the army of the Lordl
Oh I'm glad am converted
In the army