The Black Forge Mills : $b or, Up the King's highway — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
The Black Forge Mills : $b or, Up the King's highway
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The school had been successful, too, from the outset; for there were
nearly two hundred scholars on the roll, with an average attendance
of an hundred and fifty. The preaching services and prayer meetings
had not been as well attended, it is true, nor had there been any
indication that souls were anxious to find Jesus. But there was nothing
strange in this. How long have some of our missionaries toiled on their
fields before there was any indication of the Spirit's convicting
power? Not months, but years. The conditions we are considering were
little different. Black Forge Mills, when the mission was first
established, was morally as dark as were some of those heathen lands.
Still, had Mr. Carleton taken the trouble to have questioned Mr.
Bacon even, he would have learned that there was less drunkenness and
brawling and Sabbath-breaking among that people now than six months
before, and had he only watched the children as he went among them, he
would have noticed that they were less rude; and he knew, had he only
taken the trouble to recall the fact, that he was much more welcome
than at first in those Black Forge homes. God's work was surely being
accomplished among that people: the faithful seed-sowing in the
Sunday-school and from the pulpit was not to return unto the Master
void.
Then there was Ray Branford. How Mr. Carleton and Miss Squire had
labored and prayed for his conversion! He had kept his promise. Each
Sunday had seen him in his place. He had each week reported to his
teacher his readings, and had astonished her with both his questions
and his answers. Sometimes she had been obliged to confess her own
ignorance, as his thoughtful and far-reaching interrogations were
propounded, and had been obliged to refer him to Mr. Carleton himself.
They all noticed, too, the boy's improvement in appearance and morals.
Less complaint came to them now than formerly of his mischievous pranks
and petty pilferings. He came and went among them as one whose place
was assured. He had in many ways been a help to them at the mission
chapel, and his influence had been heartily given for the suppression
of all disorder in their services whenever it seemed likely to occur.
But more than this could not be said of him. His conversion seemed as
far off as ever, and while attached to Mr. Carleton and his teacher, he
in no way indicated a desire to know more intimately their Master and
their Lord.