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

RNA BAS, PIMLICO.  the supporters of the church are more than commonly As was to be expected, this church was densely i crowded in expectation that some allusion would be made to the events which have recently-come bEfure the public with respect to the Rev. Alfred Poole and his prac'ices at the Contessional. This expectation was not disappointed. It appears that irritated by the fact that tLe meeting at 'which the Hon. and Rev. F. Baring detailed the proceedings of the. late curate:was held on the feast of St. Barnabas, their patron saint, and at a period when they were endeavouring to collect subscriptions for permanently endowing the church and making the district an indep ndent parish. Whether the blow was purposely administered at this conjuncture and whether it has had any effect on the : finances of the church we cannot tell. Suffice it to say that the spirit of St. Barnabas is fully roused if we are to judge by the sermon which was delivered yesterday. On approaching the church it was easy to see that the occasion was in some 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 attracted by curiosity, or perhaps a most hostile foeling. Two or three policemen were in waiting, underthe command of au enthusiastic old verger (we may be mistaken as•to the exact eccicsiological term), who heel), entered into conversation with the ultra-Protestants neat- the door, but when these disclosed their views bridled up and threa'ened theta 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 froth another palish ; but on a Prote3tant remarking that " indeed he was a very strange clergyman," our friend became highly indignant. The pre icier at once showed his mettle. He took for his text the Sixth Cummandmenr, "Thou shalt not kill," or, as we are informed, it was otherwise translated, " Thou shalt do no murder." This, of course, was by the usual process of theological torsion, interpreted to refer to murder of souls, murder of good enterprises, murder ofreputations, and so on. Mr. Ingle did not, howeyer, enter into any details, or in any way deny or explain the evidence on which the bishop acted. Ho contented himself with declaring that whoever insinuated any moral guilt to Mr. Poole, or endeavoured to hinder the ecclesiastical system as established in the district, was guilty of the sin of murder. As we have said, the last few days have been a festival at St. Barnabas. The church is more than usually bedecked with flowers, and the initials "S. 8.," with the interpretation " The Son of Consolation," are placed in a conspicuous place. In oonnexion 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 chuich of a district, but, in some sense the church of the whole country, for from it went forth an influence which permeated the laud. As long as St. Barnabas and its system remained the battle with the wickedness and irteverence 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. btam a- permanent What they should do . now, was to subscribe generously, so as to o an incumbent whops, endowment, and to it should be out of the power of any individual, give St. Barnabas • however elevated, to remove. The preacher concluded a-sermon of much vivacity and some °log uence byebeseeching his hearers to persevere in their course of welldolug, and so put to silence the wner • ance of foolish men. Beyond a few ejaculatory' exclamations from persons near the door at the most spirited hits of Mr. Ingle there was no manifestation of feeling whatever.  [