The patriarch of one hundred years : $b being reminiscences, historical and biographical, of Rev. Henry BoehmBoehm, Henry
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The patriarch of one hundred years : $b being reminiscences, historical and biographical, of Rev. Henry Boehm
Boehm, Henry
Boehm, Henry, 1775-1875; Methodism
This remarkable conference closed on the 6th of June, at nine o’clock,
and I started for my father’s house, walking sixty miles to the rural
district of Lancaster; having seen more, heard more, enjoyed more, since
I left home, than in all my lifetime before. It was an ever-memorable
period in my history.
Twice before I had been down the Peninsula with Dr. Chandler, and
witnessed wonderful displays of the power of God; the first in 1798, the
second in 1799, when there was a great revival on Cecil Circuit, the
flame of which spread to Baltimore. I was permitted again to accompany
him. The reason was, my health had suddenly failed. I was mowing in my
brother’s meadow in August; the day was excessively hot, and I perspired
most freely; while in this state I walked through cold spring water, and
it checked perspiration and affected my whole system. I was so ill that I
was obliged to leave the meadow and return home. When I reached the house
I found Dr. Chandler, the circuit preacher, had just arrived. He was a
physician and minister, and could attend to bodies as well as souls. His
arrival seemed to be providential, and may have saved my life. He saw
the critical state I was in, and that there was no time to be lost. He
immediately bled me, which afforded instant relief. And yet I continued
very weak and unable to work, therefore the doctor proposed that I should
go with him to Cape Henlopen, where I could be benefited by sea-bathing.
With great joy I accepted the invitation, and we soon were ready for our
journey. Better company no one could have, and I had this to comfort me,
my medical adviser was with me. I believe that tour not only benefited my
health, but had a great influence in shaping my destiny in after years.
On our way we stopped at a quarterly meeting at “Barratt’s Chapel.” This
chapel was twelve miles below Dover, in Delaware, between Dover and
Milford. It was built of brick, on land belonging to Philip Barratt, who
rendered much assistance, and therefore it was called “Barratt’s Chapel.”
Francis Asbury encouraged its erection. He visited this place on March
20, 1780, and had an interview with Philip Barratt and Waitman Scipple,
and he says, they “determined to go about the chapel.” They then fixed
the site, concluding “to set it near the drawbridge.” Such was the origin
of this chapel. Mr. Asbury, we see, was the prime mover. He also helped
raise means to erect it, for on November 8, 1780, at Perdin’s, after
lecturing, he “engaged the friends to subscribe seven hundred weight of
pork toward the meeting-house at Barratt’s.”—_Journal_, vol. i, p. 410.
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The patriarch of one hundred years : $b being reminiscences, historical and biographical, of Rev. Henry Boehm — John Shaqi
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