Twenty-five years in the WestManford, E. (Erasmus)
Religion
Twenty-five years in the West
Manford, E. (Erasmus)
Northwest, Old -- Social life and customs; Ohio River Valley -- Social life and customs; Universalist churches -- Northwest, Old
“As all suffering in this world is of short duration, and as we
voluntary bring most we do suffer on ourselves, and as we have reason
to trust it will all, by our Heavenly Father, be overruled for good,
and be succeeded by an eternity of blessedness, I cannot see that the
few tears, and aches of this brief life militate against the goodness
of the Creator. I am sure, when we shall have passed through the
strifes and conflicts of this world, and can see the past in the light
of their results, in the light of eternity, we will exclaim, ‘Love
and mercy pursued us all the days of our lives.’ But misery without
mitigation or end, without one ray of hope, nothing but an eternity
of gloom, and the most intense agony, can never be reconciled with
infinite goodness.”
A few miles below Pittsburg, in Virginia--I now forget the name of the
place--I stopped one Saturday evening, and told the people I would
speak to them the next day, if they would give me a hearing. A citizen
invited me to his house, and I delivered a discourse on Sunday morning,
to a large assembly. In the middle of the afternoon, some ten or a
dozen persons entered the house where I was stopping, and after being
seated, the following ensued:
“Are you the man who preached in the school house this morning?”
“Yes.”
“Well, we have called to let you know that you must not hold another
meeting in this town.”
“Why not? What is the matter, gentlemen?”
“Your doctrine is dangerous; it is infidelity, and we want no more of
it.”
“Did any of you hear my discourse to-day?”
“No, and we don’t want to hear such stuff.”
“How then do you know it is dangerous and infidel?”
“We are not here to have a controversy with you, but to notify you that
you cannot occupy the school house this evening.”
My host here informed the gentlemen, that he had an interest in
that house, and that I _should_ preach in it if I desired to. “This
gentleman,” said he, “is a stranger in this place; I heard his sermon
in the morning, and although I know nothing about Universalism, he
uttered not a word I consider dangerous or infidel.”
“When you reflect,” I remarked, “on the mean business you are here
on, you will be heartily ashamed of yourselves, and your conduct.
You admit you did not hear me, and yet you are loud and angry in
your condemnation. I am a stranger in this place, and to you; I have
never harmed a hair of your heads, and yet you treat me with savage
rudeness. Is this Virginia hospitality? What do you suppose I teach?”
“We understand you teach, that there is no God, no Savior, no hell, and
that the good and the bad, go to heaven together.”
“You have been misinformed. My advice to you is, to acquaint yourselves
with the principles you so rudely condemn, for you are as ignorant of
them as the Hottentots are of English grammar.”
“We have no more to say to you, except to repeat, that you must not
again preach your abominations in this town.”
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