The daily morning journal and courier., 1902-04-22
THE DISCOVERY OF MOODY.
How the Rev. J. B. Stillson First Met
 the Great EXhorter

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 the Great Exhorter | The Rev. J. B. Stillson of Rochester, N. Y, the man who discovered Moody" gives the following account of his first meeting with the great evan gelist, who was then mere lad: The year 1857 was year of great revivals all over this land and Chicago was sharing in the impulse. God was | preparing the fathers and the young men of this country for the civil war. These revivals of religion before great wars are facts in history, although I believe but few people have recognized them.
 T myself was eager to do something in an evangelistic way for God and the opportunity came to me through an &C., quaintance which I formed with Lock wood Brown, who was then conducting { he Bethel mission. I ascertained from him where lay the worst quarter of the city and I began to devote my spare time to visiting among it's residents, talking with them wherever the oppor- tunity offered and distributing papers for them to read.
 ''I had been at this business for three or four weeks when one Sunday, hay ing followed the river up as far as Van Buren street, l turned into a lumber yard, just about noon. There I ran across a young fellow dressed in gray spun, with brogans on his feet, but clean, every inch of him. He, too was engaged in distributing papers.
 What is your name?" said I.
 "'D. L, Moody was the reply. Whats your name?'
 T told him, and then asked him where he came from.
 Y" From Boston, said he. Where do you come from?'
 He was back at me like a flash with every question which asked of him, and seemed determined to know as much about me as l should concerning him.
 T told him that came from Roches- ter. N. Y, and inquired how long he had been in Chicago.
 Four months. How long you been here?'
 Two months, said I. and what are you doing. if I may ask?
 I'm working for shoemaker nam ed Henderson, said he What are you doing?'
 "I'm building the new Custom house, replied. Then asked him who he knew in Chicago.
 "I don't know nobody he replied, but Mir Henderson. Who do you know?"
 Tt was hard work to keep my face straight at these counter questions, but he was too sincere to laugh at, so I re- piled as best I might. and inquired if his parents were living.
 Mother is-father's dead was his laconic response. Your folks livin?'
 T asked him where his mother lived and he replied, Tn Worthwhile, Mass.
 q asked him if he knew how far it was from Chicago to Boston, and Moody replied that he had no idea.
 We'll said I, you're just about a thousand miles from your mother Then the thought came to me with overpow- ering force that if had boy thou sand miles from home and mother I'd be mighty thankful if some Christian man would pay little attention to him in a city like Chicago. I invited the lad to accompany me in my walk. When we reached my hotel, on Franklin street, invited Moody to come in and have dinner with me.
 "He glanced down at his rough home- spun and hesitated.
 "'Come in I urged; I'll be real glad to have you
 with that, his reluctance vanished and we went up to my room. suggest ed that since we had been about the Lords work we might kneel down and ask His blessing upon our efforts. The prayer over we went down to the din- ing room. After dinner, and while we were in my room again, I told Moody that I had an invitation to speak that night in the Bethel mission.
 MT. Stillson,' said he, in the slow fashion that characterized him, I'd kind CT like to go with you to that meeting Kinder like, was favorite expression with him.
 'Well, we went together to the mis- sion and when the meeting was over he accompanied me back to my hotel and into my room After sitting quietly for a few moents, he blurted out:
 MT Stillson I'd kinder like to work | with you
 q replied that possibly such joint effort might be productive of some good that the Lord was accustomed to send |, out his disciples two and two.'
 Such was the beginning of MT. Still | sons connection with the great evangel- | ist-Rochester Express