The semi-weekly messenger. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1897-1908, 1906-05-29

to the swamp. But Oscars bones still
lie undisturbed in their last resting
place TO this day.
Next Sunday, the Goth instant. viii
be Farewell Day" In the First Dap
ti1 church d this city. OF which Rev.
Or. J. j. Hall is the paster. r.. the old
building Is TO be torn down next week,
10 be replaced by the handsome new
structure. The Baptist church was
founded and the congregation organ
ICED IN the thirsies by the late Ia
msnted Rev. James Mcdaniel. the be
lover farmer parson"who liver 4 nap
~. godly life n his home on the cast
side Of the Cape Fear river.
Though he Was BY no means q sen
Stional preacher. he attracted large
gatherings I'D his services. for he n
2 gifted expoupier % the Word of
God, and especially powerful and elo-
Quent in prayer. He had able co-wora-
ers in making his song exercises a.
tractive. in his two hgely daughters.
Miss LilIias. who married W. ". vass.
OF Raleigh, and Miss Sophia. who
married Henry <. Cotton
The following are extracts from the
AIN+ @1FA AAd eN4hNaiA afSSAEbk1lf W
the old church by MIR. j. A Oates. cd
his issue OF this week:
Il salute thee. Uncovered. | stand
ii thy presence, mos noble edifice.
within whose sacred walls the endur-
ing record of three score years aid
ten has been writ In glory. Silent
and majestic Thy symmetrical .ofm
rsesA- Nc an $500 r.
ID thy voiceiess timberS speak the
secrets Of their longtime home they
could unfolC a l~ife-stary. mixed ana
countermixed with Voc and joy. with
plthos and Pleasure. Through he
years the Scene have changed ike
the cloud-shad pws across n meadow en-
a summers eve flushed are the voices
Of many who stood as Gods messer-
gers before thy waiting multitules.
From earth's jargon TO the rythm OF
heaven ne hundreds have bean gath
cred at the call OF God.
Good bye. Farewell, old friend.
Mine Eyes are moistened as | stani be-
fore thee and loo for the laSt time.
Within thy walls I have found shell
ter from the storm and have been
made glad in the message of Jcsns
and his love. Thy work shall never
end. Their shall be a tomorrow, and
thy walls gan snail rise in the arch
ed building of God that shall endure
My soul is full. l salute thee once
and say farewell. thou blessed
house OF Cod.
San Francisco will be rebuilt, though
tens of thousands Of its people are
destitute and homeless. thousands are
prCStI3tct in financial ruin, and nln-
drols were stricken with sudden death
al the hand Of God. Not the earth
quake shock. the volcanoes Consum-
ine fires or the seas immensely avail
against mans towering ambition and
restless energies.
A few years ago. when the fair Tex.
as city OF Galveston was swept by q
tidal wave, some one remarked that,
in the face Of a calamity SO unexpect-
ed, so awful, so overwhelming, the port
would be deserted. the place "Sown in
Salt" n the sad sea waves would
lap the crumbling piers and decaying
wharyes. as at ancient Tyre and Sidon
~n2urmuring: Where are my shirs2-
Where are my ships?" Not so. GAL
weston is more beautiful and prosper
u today han ever; the capital OF
Portugal, Lisbon, stands in it's majesty
on the earth rent by the convulsions
of rature more than $50 years ago,
when 5000 of it's Inhabitants were
hurled to violent death in almost the
twinkling Of an eye.
GCd's hands Chastens but He Is a
merciful God. The worlds cordial
sympathy and ready aid will put hearl
into the people Of San Francisco; and
the metropolis q the Gold Coast will
rise from its ashes perhaps more i'm
posing than in the past ]. II. NJ.
Fayetteville, May Is.