Guy Rivers: A Tale of GeorgiaSimms, William Gilmore
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Guy Rivers: A Tale of Georgia
Simms, William Gilmore
Georgia -- History -- 1775-1865 -- Fiction; Gold mines and mining -- Fiction
somewhat savage and always wild people whom he exhorted, Parson Witter
was in many cases an object of sincere affection, and in all commanded
their respect.
As might readily be expected, the whole village and as much of the
surrounding country as could well be apprized of the affair were for the
gathering; and Colleton, now scarcely feeling his late injuries, an
early breakfast having been discussed, mounted his horse, and, under the
guidance of his quondam friend Forrester, took the meandering path, or,
as they phrase it in those parts, the old _trace_, to the place of
meeting and prayer.
The sight is something goodly, as well to the man of the world as to the
man of God, to behold the fairly-decked array of people, drawn from a
circuit of some ten or even fifteen miles in extent, on the sabbath,
neatly dressed in their choicest apparel, men and women alike well
mounted, and forming numerous processions and parties, from three to
five or ten in each, bending from every direction to a given point, and
assembling for the purposes of devotion. No chiming and chattering bells
warn them of the day or of the duty--no regularly-constituted and
well-salaried priest--no time-honored fabric, round which the old
forefathers of the hamlet rest--reminding them regularly of the
recurring sabbath, and the sweet assemblage of their fellows. We are to
assume that the teacher is from their own impulses, and that the heart
calls them with due solemnity to the festival of prayer. The preacher
comes when the spirit prompts, or as circumstances may impel or permit.
The news of his arrival passes from farm to farm, from house to house;
placards announce it from the trees on the roadside, parallel, it may
be, with an advertisement for strayed oxen, as we have seen it
numberless times; and a day does not well elapse before it is in
possession of everybody who might well avail themselves of its promise
for the ensuing Sunday. The parson comes to the house of one of his
auditory a night or two before; messages and messengers are despatched
to this and that neighbor, who despatch in turn to other neighbors. The
negroes, delighting in a service and occasion of the kind--in which,
by-the-way, they generally make the most conspicuous figures--though
somewhat sluggish as couriers usually, are now not merely ready, but
actually swift of foot. The place of worship and the preacher are duly
designated, and, by the time appointed, as if the bell had tolled for
their enlightenment, the country assembles at the stated place; and
though the preacher may sometimes fail of attendance, the people never
do.
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