The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1922-02-17
INTERESTING REVIVAL AT THE
METHODIST CHURCH


Methodist church Sunday under the
auspices of Rev. DIR. C. C. FARRELL, of
Augusta, Ga, and singing evangelist
G. P. Gossett, of Wilmore, has con-
tinued with undated interest through
the week. Rev. FARRELL is an orator
of great eloquence and power, and
gives a message much out of the or
binary. He is ably assisted by Mr..
Gossett, who has installed an aug
mented choir and trained chorus,
making the song service one of great
interest. Services are held twice
day, at 9 AS a. m. and at 1880 p. M,
except on Sunday when the usual
service will be held at 10:45. In
recent sermon DIR. FARRELL gave these
brilliant sidelights:
"When preachers don't cooperate,
hell holds jubilee"
"You ask me if the world is worse
than it has ever been, and l tell you
yes, if it grows much worse it will
rot and fall to pieces"
The following is a brief summary
of DR.. Jerrells sermon delivered
Wednesday night:
''The South Wind Blew Softly
Acts 27:13.
"This is a marvellous chapter. 1t
is the story of how the great preach
er, Paul, reaches his cherished desire
by strange route He is to set face
toward Rome, being delivered with
other prisoners into the hands of
julius, centurion of Augustus
band. Boating in contrary winds
they come along the coast of Asia
Minor to Mwra At this place the
centurion found a ship of Alexandria
sailing into Italy and the prisoners
were placed aboard this ship. In
sailing west against the winds they
made slow Roadway They sail un-
der Crete, barely escaping it's eastern
cape, Salmone, and come to a place
called Fair Heavens.
"At this place the preacher, Paul,
advises that they remain here as it
was too late to sail, for in so doing
they might suffer not only the loss
of the lading of the ship, but also
their lives as we'll The world ad-
vised differently. The others said
this harbor is too narrow, let us
make Phenice. The soldiers said,
ON to Rome!' The sailors said
there is not enough excitement here
in this small place, let us move on
to larger place, so we may have
the pleasure and excitement of the
city life The Captain said, 4 must
complete my voyage and prepare for
another. 1 will be losing both time
and money to remain at this place.
The owner of the cargo said, !
must put my wheat on the market
while the price is good The devil
casts the deciding vote, and said
The South Wind Blows Softly, and
it will be ideal sailing So the
devil and the world out-votes the
preacher, as they always do. The
3 ship starts on it's voyage.
\ LET us hold council: The world
| says religion and the church is fal
| too narrow. Political people say re
ligion is too narrow for us. Business
people say religion is too narrow
Social people say religion is too mar
row. There are mothers in Paris
II who would rather see their daugh
tiers laid away in a coffin than hav,
them spoken of as wall flowers.
The common people say there is no
II room enough in religion for us.
II 1.-THE preacher says, Goodness i
II profitable for two worlds, for thi
II world and the one to follow. Sill
II takes people to hell and takes hell t.
II the people. The peril of this hou
is that religion is the only hope il
averting disaster and this can onl
II be done by promoting a revival. Yo
II men in Paris get religion and thi
II financial depression which is sweep
II ing over this fair Blue Grass sectio
III will be lifted.
III 1.-THE devil sends a nice wind. H
II always starts people to hell with
II soft wind. The old ship makes
II start and all is we'll for the Sout
Wind Blew Softly. What a fool tn
II old preacher was to advise u
II against making the voyage. Every
II body is happy. Prosperity smiles
The preacher outwitted again, bu
II wait!
II ION they sail, but not long afte
there arose tempestuous wind, cal
ed Euroclydon. The small boa
III skipping on merrily behind is take
II up and the old ship is undergirdet
II The Euroclydon strikes! The
drive under lea of clouds. The SCI
II ond day the ship is lightened of som
of its burden. The third day til
tackling is cast out. In the blindin
storm the sailors cry out that the
are nearing the quicksand and the
seek to steer away. For ten da!
the awful agony is prolonged. Thel
is no south wind with which the
can land The devil is jubilant
All on ship seek the council of tt
preacher. Yes, and you people
Doris will o1wavS Sock the nraacht