Congregationalism in the Court SuburbStoughton, John
History
Congregationalism in the Court Suburb
Stoughton, John
Congregationalism -- History; Kensington (London, England) -- Church history
At the table of this hospitable gentleman the Kensington pastor met
Serjeant Goulburn, then a young man; Mr. Stephen, of anti-slavery renown
and Wilberforce’s friend; Miss Edgeworth, the novelist; and the John
Owen, early Secretary of the Bible Society. The cheerful host
experienced a great reverse, lost a fortune on the Stock Exchange, but
bore it with equanimity, saying, when he came home and was asked by his
wife how he was, “Pretty well, my love, for a ruined man.” Dr.
Leifchild, through the medium of rich neighbours, befriended him in his
trouble, for which he was ever afterwards grateful; and in subsequent
years I enjoyed the friendship of one of his daughters, who with her
husband, a Governor of the Bank of England, attended Hornton Street
Chapel when I was minister. Her sisters also, who attained rank and
fortune, always felt kindly towards the place where their father
worshipped; but I knew nothing at that time of the circumstances
respecting him described in the “Life of Dr. Leifchild.”
Mr. Leifchild met with curious characters in Kensington:
“The Honourable Mrs. S— lived next door to him. One morning she said
to him, looking over the garden wall, ‘Leifchild, can I come in; I
want to speak to you?’
“‘Certainly, Mrs. S—,’ was the reply, and they were soon together in
my father’s parlour, when the following conversation took place, the
lady commencing abruptly as follows:
“‘Leifchild, I want a spade.’
“‘A _spade_, madam!’ exclaimed her neighbour in astonishment.
“‘Yes, a spade!’ was the rejoinder.
“‘But, Mrs. S—, your garden is always in good order.’
“‘Nonsense! you know what I mean.’
“‘Well, I will send the servant round with a spade.’
“‘Nonsense! you know I do not mean that.’
“‘Excuse me, Mrs. S—, I really do not know what you mean.’
“‘Well, then, you frightened me yesterday by saying that very few
were converted after fifty years of age, and I am now forty-nine.
And then you spoke of the diligent husbandman, and said we must all
set to work. Now, I mean to work, and that is why I want a spade.’
“‘You shall have one, madam, and gladly too. We have abundance of
work, and shall be most thankful for your help.’” {51}
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