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
But, the preacher had risen in his place, and all was silence and
attention. We need scarcely seek to describe him. His appearance was
that of a very common man; and the anticipations of Colleton, as he was
one of those persons apt to be taken by appearances, suffered something
like rebuke. His figure was diminutive and insignificant; his shoulders
were round, and his movements excessively awkward; his face was thin and
sallow, his eyes dull and inexpressive, and too small seemingly for
command. A too-frequent habit of closing them in prayer contributed, no
doubt, greatly to this appearance. A redeeming expression in the high
forehead, conically rising, and the strong character exhibited in his
nose, neutralized in some sort the generally-unattractive outline. His
hair, which was of a deep black, was extremely coarse, and closely
cropped: it gave to his look that general expression which associated
him at once in the mind of Ralph, whose reading in those matters was
fresh, with the commonwealth history of England--with the puritans, and
those diseased fanatics of the Cromwell dynasty, not omitting that
profound hypocrite himself. What, then, was the surprise of the youth,
having such impressions, to hear a discourse unassuming in its dictates,
mild in its requisitions, and of a style and temper the most soothing
and persuasive!
The devotions commenced with a hymn, two lines of which, at a time,
having been read and repeated by the preacher, furnished a guide to the
congregation; the female portion of which generally united to sing, and
in a style the sweetness of which was doubly effective from the utter
absence of all ornament in the music. The strains were just such as the
old shepherds, out among the hills, tending their charges, might have
been heard to pour forth, almost unconsciously, to that God who
sometimes condescended to walk along with them. After this was over, the
preacher rose, and read, with a voice as clear as unaffected, the
twenty-third psalm of David, the images of which are borrowed chiefly
from the life in the wilderness, and were therefore not unsuited to the
ears of those to whom it was now addressed. Without proposing any one
portion of this performance as a text or subject of commentary, and
without seeking, as is quite too frequently the case with small
teachers, to explain doubtful passages of little meaning and no
importance, he delivered a discourse, in which he simply dilated upon
and carried out, for the benefit of those about him, and with a direct
reference to the case of all of them, those beautiful portraits of a
good shepherd and guardian God which the production which he read
furnished to his hands. He spoke of the dependence of the
creature--instanced, as it is daily, by a thousand wants and exigencies,
for which, unless by the care and under the countenance of Providence,
he could never of himself provide. He narrated the dangers of the
forest--imaging by this figure the mazes and mysteries of life--the
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