The Western news., 1903-01-21

small farmer living near Sheboygar
Falls. He went there over so years ago
Besides tilling a Little patch of ground
the deacon, who was indeed the very
soul Of honor and ever had the respect
and confidence Of all in that commu-
nity, was in the habit, before regular
preachers were sent there, Of reading a
sermon or exhorting There was no
sham about Deacon Trow BRIDGES piety.
He was sincerity itself.
Fifty years ago the little village was
visited by a smallpox epidemic-an old
fashioned, widespread and spreading
epidemic-and they didn't know how
to scotch it as we'll as they do now.
The first Sunday after the dreaded
disease made its appearance the deacon's
congregation was quite large. At the
end of the Services he made an announce.
ment in about these words:
"These services will be postponed un.
til after the smallpox disappears from
the community. From this Oh shall
give my services to the stricken fam
lilies. | shall minister to their wants.
help TO nurse them, and when they die
follow them to the grave. 1t may be
long term or it may be a short term
cut, however long or however short, i,
Is my plain duty to help my distressed
neighbors. :"
The word was we'll suited to the ac-
6on which followed The good old dea
,on hurried to his home, changed his
s.othes, bade his family goodby and at
.nce began his work of mercy. What a
work it was! The epidemic lasted near
IL all winter. Large numbers died. Few
IN the village escaped the disease. The
deacon's example was followed by 9th
ers. Men went to their homes, told thelr
wives and children what the deacon had
said and was doing, arranged their bust
uess provided fuel and provisions, kissed
sheir dear ones and went to the aid Of
the unfortunate. Like the deacon they
went without reward or hope of reward
Like him they spent weeks and some Of
them months in that service without
daring to go home lest their dear. ones
catch the disease.
The strangest Of all this strange ex-
perience is the fact that neither the dea.
con, the good souls who initiated his ex.
ample nor their families were overtaken
by the malady, Notwithstanding the fact
that the watchers, helpers and nurses
were almost constantly in the presence
Df the suffering patients and notwith
standing the fact that they laid out and
helped to bury the dead.
Nearly half of the deacon S congrega-
tion had disappeared when, the next
spring, he resumed services in the
schoolhouse. 1t was u sorrowful Sun
day. Those in the audience who had not
lost members of their family had lost
neighbors and dear friends. When the
good old Christian had read a chapter,
prayed and talked a practical sermon,
he referred feelingly to the scenes
through which the community had
passed. 1 think every man, woman and
child in the room, including the deacon.
wept. At the close of tho talk he asked
ali present to join him on their knees
In asking that the community might
escape such yisitations for all time to
come. 1t was most earnest appeal.
believe that that prayer has been an.
swered. There may have been few
cases Of smallpox there since then, but
there has never been an epidemic.
The Sunday after Sumter was fired
upon, and while Deacon Trowbridge
was conducting services in the Baptist
church, the denomination to which he
belonged for over 80 years, he and his
congregation were disturbed by great
commotion in the street right in front
Of the church. There were beating Of
drums and sounds of fife much out Of
most Of the congregation walked OF
ran out Of the church. Finally the dea.
CON closed the Bible and slowly follow.
ed his fleeing flock. When outside, be
asked the cause Of .'this unseemly dis
turbance on tho Lords day." Some ono
told him that tho president had called
for soldiers to uphold the honor and the
flag of the nation and that they were
| going to raise q company right then
and there.
! The old deacon's eyes flashed as he
walked out into the street, where a
young fellow was irregularly pounding
. bass drum, and said: "Nathan, !
know it is Sunday and that all but the
Lord 8 work should be abandoned, but
the saving of our country and the
shielding Of it's flag from dishonor il
the Lords work. Give me that drum. =
And that model of piety strapped on
the big drum and went to pounding,
greatly outdoing Nathan in two re-
spects-he made moro noise and kept
perfect time. He drummed as no one
before had never drummed in the little
village AS if it had gone on lightning
wings, word few through the commu
nifty that Deacon Trowbridge had left hi
pulpit to beat drum. and on Sunday
too.
Within half an hour nearly every on
in town and many from the outskirts
had gathered around the old drummer
all cheering him, and on Sunday too
That night Nathan Cole, who had beel
relieved as drummer by the deacon
went to Sheboygan with enough men t
make up what became Compauv G O