Life and religion of the Hindoos. : $b With a sketch of my life and experience.Gangooly, Joguth Chunder
Religion
Life and religion of the Hindoos. : $b With a sketch of my life and experience.
Gangooly, Joguth Chunder
Hindus; India -- Social life and customs
By eleven o’clock the boy brought me to the office where a young man,
Mr. Fox, spoke to me kindly, and said if I waited a couple of hours
I might meet Dr. Miles, the Secretary of the Unitarian Association.
There came in an elderly-looking gentleman, who, being informed of
my mission, conducted me to the church in Bedford Street, in which
the meeting of the Association was in session. I stood in a small
room leading into the church, and the gentleman took the letter of
“greeting and introduction” from me, and went in and put it in the
hand of the Rev. Dr. Lothrop, the President. I heard my friends say
that only a half an hour before my appearance, the Secretary had told
the congregation that he was expecting me every day. I was led to the
platform, the President received me by his right hand in the name of
the American Unitarian Association, and gave me a chance to speak a few
words, which I did. My appearance was so sudden, that I did not know
what to say until I opened my mouth; but he who assured his disciples
that they would receive words from above, favored me with the promised
gift. The meeting looked so solemn to me, that the impression it made
in my mind shall never be forgotten. The Secretary of the American
Unitarian Association took me to his house, where I stayed nearly a
week. I had dreamed while on the sea that the secretary was a man of
light complexion, without a beard, moustache, or whiskers, that he had
a daughter seventeen years old, and I would stay at his house. These
proved to be really true in every respect. In the evening of the same
day I attended the Unitarian Festival in the Music Hall, where again I
had to speak a few words to the brethren.
I had read about Christian fathers, mothers, and families, while in
India, but now at Dr. Miles’s I realized all. The gathering of each
member of the family at the same table, the exchange of kind greetings
between the sexes, their songs and innocent frolics, made me think that
these, when perfected and guarded with unfeigned simplicity, and done
absolutely for the glory of God and the good of man, are what might be
angelic.
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