The Sun. — 1858-06-14 (London, England)

BARNABAS, PIMLICO.  As was to be expected, this church was densely crowded in expectation that some allusion would b., made to the events which have recently come I)( fare the public with respect to the Rev. Alfred Poole and his prac.ices at the Confessional. This expectation was not di-appointed. I. appears that the supporters of the church are more than commonly irritate d by the fact that tLe meeting at which the Hon. and Rev. F. Baring detail( d the proc:edings of the late curate was held on the feast of S'. Barnabas, their patron s tint, and at a period when they wt ro end. avouring -to collect subscriptions for permanently endowing the church and making the district an indep naeut parish. Whether the blow was purpos-ly administered at this conjtinc:uee and whether it has bad any effect on the finances of the church we cannot tell. Suffice it to sty that the spirit of St. Barnabas is fully roused if we are to judge by the sermon which was &livered yesterday. Ou approaching the church it was easy to see that the occasion was in s-me way extraordinary. The building was crowded, the seats being occupied seemingly by regular frequenters, while behind them, up to the door and almost into the street, were packed a number of persons, evidently strangers, and attraeed by curiosity, or pct.haps a most hostile feeling. Two or three policemen were in waiting, underthe command of au enthusiastic old verger (we may be mistaken as to the exact ecclesiological term), who freely catered into conversation with the ultra-notes ants near the door, but when these disch-st-d their views bi idled up and threatened them with the constable. The service proceeded as usual, and the Rev. Mr. Ingle ascended the pulpit. He was, the verger said, "a strange clergyman—we always have strange clergymen during festival." By this the verger meant that he was from another pat ish ; but on a Protestant remarking that " indeed he was a very strange clergyman," our friend became highly indignant. The p.O .cher at once showed bid mettle. Ile took for his text the Sixth C...mmandineet, " Thou shalt not kill," or, as we are informed, it was otly-Twise translated, " Thou shalt do nu murder." This, of course, was by the usual procuss of theological torsion, interpreted to refer to murder of souls, murder of goad enterprises, murder of reputatians, and so on. Mr. Ingle did however, enter into any details, or in any way deny or explain the evidence on which the bishop acted. He contented himself with declaring that whoever insinuated any moral guilt to Mr. Poole, or endeavoured to binder the ecclesiastical system as established in the district, was guilty of the in of murder. As we have said, the last few days [ive been a festival at St. Barnabas. The church is more than usu illy bedecked with flowers, and the initials "S. 8.," with the interpretation " The Son of Consolation," are placed in a conspicuous place. In oor,nexion with this festival a collection was to be made, and in aid of it the preacher addressed the congregation. He said that the church of St. Barnabas more than ever demanded their support, as it was not merely the dui ch of a district, but in some sense the church of the whole country, for from it went forth an influence which perme fed the land. As long as St. Barnabas and its system remained the battle with the wickedness and irreverence of the time would be fought throughout the country. The friends of God's holy Catholic truth looked on St. Barnabas as their centre and model. Let them take courage Not men nor devils would be able to prevail against them, What they should -do now was to subscribe generously, so as to obta'n a permanent endow. ment, and to give Sr. Et/washes an incumbent whom eloquencein it should be out of the power of any individual, however elevated, to remove. The preacher eoneluded a sermon of muctiveiavraecristyto ve ereanpderssoe m beseeching goitghiis h, and so put to silence the ignorance of foolish men. Beyond a few ejactilatheir courseby of w tory exclamations from persons near the door at the most spirited hits of Mr. Ingle there was no iaanitestation of feeling whatever.  [