The Kentuckian in New-York; or, The Adventures of Three Southerns. Volume 1 (of 2)Caruthers, William Alexander
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The Kentuckian in New-York; or, The Adventures of Three Southerns. Volume 1 (of 2)
Caruthers, William Alexander
Adventure stories; City and town life -- New York (State) -- New York -- Fiction
"About ten o'clock this morning the bells began to ring, from
Trinity to St. John's. A forest of steeples seemed to have let
loose their artillery at once upon us tardy Christians. These
gongs seemed to take effect in about fifteen minutes, for
simultaneously the houses poured out their thronging occupants,
until the streets literally swarmed with these church-going
people.
"'Whither shall we bend our steps?' said I; 'here are various
routes to heaven; which do you choose, Episcopal, Methodist, or
Presbyterian?'
"'Not any one of the three,' said he.
"'Indeed! Perhaps Jewishly inclined?'
"'No; I thought that you were aware of my partiality for the
close-communion Baptists,' said he, with mock gravity.
"'But seriously, Lamar, you accused me of wishing to drag you to
some conventicle or other; choose for us both; indeed for _three_,
for here comes Damon.'
"'Then,' said he, 'I choose the most celebrated preacher! you will
thus be most likely to see a certain demure little runaway.'
"'And there,' said I, 'you will be most likely to see her friend,
with Arthur by her side.'
"Damon now coming up, was asked by me where he would choose to
spend the forenoon of the day.
"'I can't tell exactly,' replied he, 'for the truth is, I feel
pretty much like a fish out of water even of week days; but Sunday
I'm completely dished; I was thinking of walking out into the
country, and bantering somebody for a foot-race.'
"I proposed that we should all go and hear Dr. ----, and
forthwith led the way, my two companions following on, much like
truant boys on their return march to school. We entered a low
white church, I don't recollect where exactly, but on the western
side of Broadway. The preacher was already in the pulpit, and the
aisles and pews on the lower floor were crammed with hearers,
insomuch that we were compelled to seek seats in the small
gallery, where with great difficulty we found them.
"The preacher, who had already begun, was a commanding-looking
gentleman, clothed in black, and, like most of our dissenting
clergymen, without gown or surplice; his features were large and
well-formed; his forehead lofty beyond any thing I have ever seen,
but falling back at the top until it was lost in little short
bristly curls; his attitudes were lofty and dignified. He had, as
I said before, announced the portion of Scripture which he was
attempting to elucidate, before we entered the church. The subject
seemed to be, the practicability and means of a direct revelation
from God! When he spoke of the Great Spirit who rules our
destinies revealing himself, and his manner of doing it, he was
almost sublime. I must try to recollect a few passages for your
edification, but you must remember that they are transposed into
my own language.
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