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		 By this caption we mean 
		the sudden breaking out of a revival under similar circumstances in two 
		several places and on two occasions far distant from each other. 
		In the year eighteen 
		thirty-one, the writer labored alone on the P. circuit. He had been very 
		anxious to see the work of God revived. Still, little good was done, 
		although he labored hard. At length in his youthful zeal and simplicity, 
		he projected a camp-meeting (none had ever been held in those parts) to 
		be convened within a mile of a town where Scotch Presbyterianism was in 
		the ascendant. In this project he was seconded by a few old 
		simple-hearted Methodists of strong faith. We must not be prolix, but 
		hasten to say, that though censured by our Presiding Elder for 
		irregularity, the meeting was a decided success. A number were 
		converted, and that work of conversion gave an impulse to all the 
		surrounding societies. 
		Among those converted were two Scotch 
		lads, “ Johnny A.” and Johnny B.” They lived in a neglected neighborhood 
		in the township of D-, about seven miles beyond my most distant 
		appointment. They went home in a flame and began to recommend religion 
		to their friends and neighbors. They incurred a good deal of 
		persecution, but God rewarded their efforts by giving each of them a 
		sister to go with him to heaven. They came out from home seven miles and 
		united with the class at the place above referred to. This, however, did 
		not satisfy them: they wanted preaching in their own neighborhood that 
		their friends might hear the saving truth of God. 
		I was about to leave 
		the circuit for Conference, but sent on word that I would preach to them 
		one sermon before I went. It cost me an extra ride of fourteen miles, 
		but 1 was well recompensed for my pains. It is true, on arriving there I 
		felt unfruitful in thought and depressed in mind, and wished I had not 
		come. But a walk in the woods and earnest prayer to Almighty God 
		somewhat assured me; I returned and found the congregation assembled in 
		a barn ; I took for my text, “ How shall we escape if we neglect so 
		great salvation,” and began. I had scarcely commenced before I began to 
		feel uncommon liberty of speech and power resting on my soul. It seemed 
		as if I were pulling the words through the roof of the building. The 
		Lord laid too his helping hand—all the unconverted were struck with 
		conviction and “ cried with a loud and bitter cry.” My voice was soon 
		drowned. And as Jehovah was now preaching I thought I might as well give 
		over. We went to prayer and all cried amain to God. Soon one after 
		another entered into liberty and began to sing praises to God, till all 
		were made happy but one. The whole united in class before I left. They 
		were all Scotch but one. 
		Now for the 
		coincidence. About ten years after that, nearly a hundred miles from 
		that place, I had gone one evening to a neglected ^neighborhood, where 
		an old Irish class-leader had settled himself, to fulfil a volunteered 
		appointment. I had selected another subject for the evening. But in the 
		course of conversation after tea, I related the above mentioned 
		occurrence. My host wished I might preach on the same text that night. I 
		feared to promise: the text was never any great favorite with me, or 
		rather, my sermon on it was not; and the thoughts had gone from me. 
		Nevertheless I turned it over in my mind on the way to the place of 
		preaching. When we arrived there I found the school house filled with 
		people. The preliminary devotions were attended to, and I took “ How 
		shall we escape, if we neglect so great salvation,” and began. And, 
		strange to say, nearly the same state of feeling, as in the former case, 
		fell on me and on the people. I had uncommon liberty and power; and the 
		people wept and cried so loud as to drown my voice. I desisted as 
		before, when about two thirds through, and engaged in prayer. They cried 
		mightily to God—many were delivered—and, after continuing the services a 
		few evenings, a lonely class of twenty-two was organized. I mention the 
		coincidence without any remark by way of accounting for it, giving God 
		all the praise. 
		Would that both these 
		classes had been better handled than they were in after years.  |