Sketches of the Christian life and public labors of William Miller : $b Gathered from his memoir by the late Sylvester Bliss, and from other sourcesWhite, James
Philosophy
Sketches of the Christian life and public labors of William Miller : $b Gathered from his memoir by the late Sylvester Bliss, and from other sources
White, James
Miller, William, 1782-1849
“_Host._ Why, yes; we think he is crazy a little; but you cannot discover
it in anything else but his building that great ark, and neglecting his
farm and other worldly matters. But what he has lost I have gained.
“_Guest._ A farmer, say you?—a farmer! Why did not God tell some of our
‘mighty men, which are men of renown’? (Gen. 6:4.) A farmer, too! There
is no truth in it. But do any believe him?
“_Host._ Believe him! No. We have other things to attend to, and cannot
spend time to hear the old farmer. But we were all very much startled, no
longer ago than yesterday; for the old man has been telling some that he
had prepared rooms for the beasts of the field, and for the fowls of the
air, and every creeping thing; and yesterday they came, two and two of
every sort, and entered the ark, apparently of their own accord. (Gen.
7:8, 9.) This, you may be sure, startled us some; but the banquets and
feasts of last night have dissipated the fears of all, and to-day things
are as they should be.
“_Guest._ It is rather strange; yet it cannot be true. God will not
destroy the world in the midst of this hilarity and glee, and in the
hight of all these improvements at the present day. Much, much of the
earth remains yet to be cultivated and inhabited. Our western wilderness
is yet to be explored and settled. Then the world is yet in its
infancy—not two thousand years old yet; and you know we have a tradition
that the earth is to wax old like a garment. It cannot be true, what the
old man tells you. I will warrant you the earth will stand many thousand
years yet.
“_Host._ Look! look! there goes the old fool and his family now, I dare
say, into the ark. I remember me now, the old man told us, four days ago,
that, in seven days (Gen. 7:4-10), God would cause it to rain sufficient
to destroy every living thing from the face of the earth. I shall have a
chance to laugh at the old man four days hence. I told him to his face
that, after his seven days were ended, he would be ashamed to preach any
more, and we should have some quiet then.
“_Guest._ But do your priests let him preach in their congregations and
societies?
“_Host._ Oh, no! by no means; that is, none that are called respectable,
or of the higher class. Why, sir, they held a meeting last night at my
banqueting house. After the cloth was removed, and while the wine was
circulating freely, old Noah was the subject of the toast. And it would
have done you good to have heard their sharp cuts and squibs; it caused
a roar of laughter among the guests. See, yonder come some of them now.
Let us go in, and enjoy another treat. (_They go in._)
“Ah, said I, were these scenes acted before the flood, and will it be so
in the end of the world? And will the generation of the righteous not
pass off until they behold these things acted over again? So says our
blessed Saviour, _and so I believe_.
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