“We shall not there the
fall lament,
Of a departed friend."
On descending from the
pulpit one Sabbath morning in the city of-, one of our superannuated
ministers met me at the foot of the stairs with the inquiry—“Did you
know that - was dead?” “Dead!” said I, “where and how did he die?’
"Died in a tavern, in
-, in a most awful state of mind!’
"Oh! what a sense of
horror this intelligence produced in my mind!”—although it was such an
end as I might have expected from what I knew of his history.
The character of my
feelings will not surprise the reader when I inform him, that the
individual alluded to was once an accredited and acceptable minister of
our church in Canada "West; and once my own superintendent for a year; a
man whom nature had favored with a vigorous, muscular body, commanding
personal appearance, and possessed of two excellent pre-requisites in
the character of an effective preacher, namely, good powers of annalysis
and a pleasing elocution—including a strong musical voice. Yes, and I
had known him to be very successful in the work of saving souls.
I remember well the
first time I saw him—at a camp meeting on the old Yonge Street circuit,
to which he had come over from an adjacent one on which he was then
performing his first year’s itinerant labour. Three years after that,
having myself in the mean time entered the itinerant work, I was
appointed as his colleague on the-circuit, then made a "four weeks
circuit” for the first time, A great revival of religion had crowned his
labors, especially in the town, the preceding year; and a more happy and
holy society than it then was I have never known. The extension of the
work created the demand for a second preacher, which led to my
appointment to labour with him.
Our journeys were often
through the trackless forest, in which once in particular I lost my way
and narrowly escaped one snowy night lodging in the woods ; yet the time
passed upon the whole very pleasantly. For though I often thought he was
inclined to be indolent and to “shirk” the performance of his work, a
good part of which he contrived to put off upon me, still I loved my
colleague, parted with him affectionately ; and ever after regarded him
as a friend and correspondent, up to the fatal day at the Conference of
183’ when he withdrew from the body. He went off in a bad spirit; and I
never met with him again, though I often^desired an interview to the day
when j I heard of his death. I had often laeard of his bitterness
against his former friends—I had heard of his offering, on more than one
occasion, to fight!—I had heard of his becoming, ifj not a drunkard, at
least a hard drinker—one who could pour I down raw spirits in a
bar-room, an act which in this day must be confessed to evince a great
depth of moral debasement. I say I had heard all this and more, and
therefore was in some degree prepared to hear that he had died at a
distance from his family—in a tavern, and in horror of mind. „
I heard that he carried
a feeling of hatred against some of his former ministerial associates
into the very jaws of death, saying, “if he thought they would get to
heaven he did not want to go there.” No wonder his last exclamation
should be, "0 my God, where am I going?”
It may be asked, what
was the cause of his lamentable fall?
I answer,
unfaithfulness to the grace bestowed on him, no doubt. But I think I
observed several things, more or less remote or proximate, leading to
this unhappy issue. These I will set down for the admonition of all whom
they may concern, myself among the rest:—1. He had been, even by his own
confession, a person of bad moral habits before his conversion. He had
been a frequenter of low company. And it is no wonder that a love of
stimulating liquors should follow the profuse use of tobacco to which he
was addicted. His conversion and union with a pious and excellent young
lady operated as a check on his downward tendencies, in this particular,
for a time. 2. The loss by death of this priceless wife, who proved a
sheet anchor to his way-ward soul in many a storm, that otherwise would
have driven him from the true course of integrity, was an evil event
that he deplored on his dying bed. He said, she while alive, kept him
from quitting the ministry. 3. A departure from the work of God, to
which no doubt he had been Divinely called—to a desire to leave which he
had been impelled by a spirit of dissatisfaction with his circuits,
which were generally very good, arising from a notion that he was
qualified for better ones and that his talents were not appreciated—was
the immediate inlet to apostacy and vice. No wonder he mourned the loss
of his H-.
The case of this man
should teach the young the importance of fostering good moral habits, as
a means of giving permanency to their religious character ; and should
warn those of us in the ministry from a spirit of distrust and
discontent; while it should put all on their guard against giving any
occasion for it. God in mercy fore-fend us against these evils! |