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BIOGRAPHICAL.
Chapter 1
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EDMUND BOTSFORD.
THOUGH this State was not the principal theatre of his labors, yet as
he was one of the first gospel ministers that sowed good seed within our
borders, it is meet that his name should occupy a prominent position in
these sketches. He was an Englishman--was born at Woburn, Bedfordshire,
in 1745--was left an orphan at seven years of age, his father and mother
having both died. God provided for him, in answer to his mother's
prayers, by placing him under the care of a Mrs. Osborn, an aunt of his.
By her he was sent to board with Mrs. Barnes, an intimate friend of his
mother, with whom he attended meeting at a Baptist church. He was
frequently the subject of strong religious impressions at this early
age, and was fond of reading the Pilgrim's Progress, Holy War, Watts'
Hymns for Children, etc. These impressions were deepened by an
extraordinary dream which he had in his eighth or ninth year.
After this, however, his habits became irregular; and he was almost
dispaired of by his friends. Indeed, all seem to have forsaken him
except "the good Mrs. Barnes." He had great desires for a seafaring
life, and as he failed in that, his waywardness led him to enlist in the
army as a common soldier. Here he suffered many hardships, and in
several instances narrowly escaped death. The army at length disbands,
and he once more finds a home and a friend with the good Mrs. Barnes. At
the age of twenty he sails for Charleston, South Carolina, where he
arrived in January, 1766.
In the New World, among strangers, he encountered misfortunes which
had the effect to deepen the religious impressions which he had
occasionally experienced during his youth, even
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greatest follies and wickedness, and which were, doubtless, the effects
of divine influence. His distress was so great as to attract the notice
of the members of the family in which he lived, and also of the
boarders. On a certain day one of them told him he was under conviction,
and advised him to go and hear a Baptist minister in the place, assuring
him he was the only preacher in the city who could be of any service to
him. Accordingly, he went to hear Mr. Hart, (whose name is dear
to South Carolina Baptists,) whose ministry was sanctified to his
conversion. On this subject he writes: "I do not remember that at that
time I had any very distressing fears of hell; but it cut me to the
heart that I had sinned against such a good God, and that I was such an
unholy, deceitful creature. The first day of November, the day on which
I was twenty-one years of age, was a day never to be forgotten. It was a
day of light, a day of peace and joy. That day I had clearer views than
formerly of sin, holiness, God and Christ, and different views from all
I had ever before experienced. I think I was enabled to devote my whole
self to God as a reconciled God. I think I then so believed in Christ as
to trust in him, and commit my all into his hands. At that time, and
from that time, I considered myself as not my own, but his; his,
and not the world's; his and no longer Satan's; his, for
time, and his for eternity." His soul was greatly comforted by
the following passages: "Call upon me in the day of trouble; I will
deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify me. Come unto me, all ye that labor
and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. My grace is sufficient
for thee." He says: "My guilt was removed; my sorrow was turned into
joy, and I had peace through believing in the fullness and freeness of
this great salvation. I was indeed like a new man; every thing in me,
all around me, appeared new. A new song was put into my mouth, even
praises to my God and Saviour. I could not but express my joy to the
family where I lived, though they were strangers to every thing of the
kind, and some of them really thought I was deranged. This unspeakable
happiness continued without any intermission for two whole weeks; and I
then thought it would continue forever. But, alas! I soon found I was
mistaken."
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On the 13th of March he was baptized--soon afterwards was licensed to
preach, and entered upon a course of study, preparatory to the ministry,
under his pastor, Rev. Mr. Hart. Having enumerated many of God's mercies
and several interesting scenes through which he had passed, he adds: "So
I have been groom, footman, painter, carpenter and soldier; and had now
commenced preacher." He continued with Mr. Hart until the following
June.
He finally concluded to leave Charleston. A gentleman made him a
present of a horse, saddle and saddle-bags; his friends furnished him
with clothing. Leaving Charleston, he traveled on to Euhaw, where he
remained with Rev. Mr. Pelot to the end of July. Near Tuckaseeking, a
settlement about forty miles from Savannah, in Georgia, were a few
Baptists, who constituted a branch of the Euhaw church. The death of
Rev. Mr. Stirk, a zealous Baptist minister, had left this little band
destitute of the gospel. Hearing of Mr. Botsford, they invited him to
come over and help them. With Mr. Pelot he visited them and preached his
first sermon to them on the 27th of June, 1771. At this time there was
not a regularly constituted Baptist church and but one ordained minister1.
in the whole province of Georgia. His labors here were highly
acceptable, and in compliance with their wishes he agreed to remain with
them one year. He met with no opposition, was much followed and
caressed, and some would travel twenty miles to attend his ministry. He
did not confine himself to Tuckaseeking, but preached extensively in
many contiguous regions, both in Georgia and South Carolina.
The manner in which he commenced his labors at Ebenezer, a large
settlement of Dutch Lutherans, was sufficiently amusing. It is thus
related by Mr. Botsford: "At the lower part of this settlement was a
Dutch church, which was only occasionally occupied by the Lutherans, and
was convenient to a few Baptists and others. I was asked if I had any
objections to preach in it, if leave could be obtained? "By no means."
Application was made to the minister, a Mr. Robinhurst, (as the name was
pronounced,) and he referred the applicant to the deacon. The deacon's
reply was: 'No, no; tese Paptists are a very
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begin shlow at forst--py and py all men follow dem. No, no, go the
minister, Mr. Robinhurst; if he says breach, den I kiff you de keys.'
'The minister says, I have no objection, and leaves it with you.' 'Den
take de keys; I will come and hear myself.' The house was opened, and I
preached the first time on October 1, 1771, from Matt. ix. 13. When I
had preached, the old deacon said: 'Dat peen pad poy, put he breach
Jesus Christ; he come again and welcome.'"
In 1772, he enlarged the sphere of his labors, and traveled and
preached almost incessantly. He visited Augusta, Kiokee, and several
other places, which at that time stretched along on the frontiers of
Georgia and South Carolina. In one of these excursions he became
acquainted with the famous Daniel Marshall, who a short time before had
removed to Georgia and settled upon one of the Kiokee creeks. Mr.
Botsford gives the following account of their first interview: "By him
(a Colonel Barnard,2.)
I was introduced to Mr. Daniel Marshall, as a gentleman originally from
Old England, but last from Charleston. 'Well, sir,' said Mr. Marshall,
'are you come to preach for us?' 'Yes, sir, by your leave, but I confess
I am at a loss for a text.' 'Well, well, look to the Lord for one.' I
trust I did so, and preached from Psalms lxvi. 16. When I had done, the
good old gentleman took me by the hand and said, 'I can take thee by the
hand and call thee brother, for somehow I never heard convarsion
better explained in my life; but I would not have thee think thou
preachest as well as Joe Reese and Philip Mulkey;3.
however, I hope you will go home with me.' I did so, and from that time
a friendship commenced between the good old gentleman, his son, Abraham
Marshall, and myself, which I trust will never be dissolved."
Mr. Marshall was of the Separate and Mr. Botsford of the
Regular Order of Baptists. Their friendship no doubt contributed
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lasting and happy union of the Orders, (especially in the Southern
States,) which was effected soon after. During the year 1772, Mr.
Botsford's labors were blessed in several instances to the conversion of
souls. Some of these individuals were baptized by Mr. Marshall, others
by Mr. Pelot, of Euhaw. It was during this year that one or two
occurrences took place which may be a little amusing to the reader. I
give them in the language of Benedict, who probably derived his
information from Mr. Botsford himself: "Once, on a journey up to the
Kiokee, where Mr. Botsford had appointed to preach, he called on a Mr.
Savidge to inquire the way. This Mr. Savidge was then a bigoted
churchman, but was hopefully acquainted with the truth. After he had
given the stranger proper directions, the following conversation ensued:
'I suppose you are the Baptist minister who is to preach to-day at the
Kiokee.' 'Yes, sir; will you go?' 'No; I am not fond of the Baptists;
they think nobody is baptized but themselves.' 'Have you been baptized?'
'Yes, to be sure.' 'How do you know?' 'How do I know! why my parents
have told me I was.' 'Then you do not know only by information.' On this
Mr. Botsford left him; but "how do you know?' haunted him until he
became convicted of his duty. He was baptized by Mr. Marshall, and began
to preach the same day he was baptized, and was a useful minister among
Georgia Baptists. 'Botsford's how do you know?' says Mr. Savidge,
'first set me to thinking about baptism.'"
"In the same journey in which he fell in with Mr. Savidge, he
preached at the court-house in Burke county. The assembly at first paid
a decent attention, but towards the close of the service one of them
bawled out with a great oath, 'The rum is come.' Out he rushed; others
followed; the assembly was left small, and by the time Mr. Botsford got
out to his horse, he had the unhappiness to find many of his hearers
intoxicated and fighting. An old gentleman came up to him, took his
horse by the bridle, and in his profane dialect most highly extolled
both him and his discourse, swore he must drink with him, and come and
preach in his neighborhood. It was no time to reason or reprove; and as
preaching was Mr. Botsford's business, he accepted the old man's
invitation and made
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first sermon was blessed to the awakening of his wife; one of his sons
also became religious, and others in the settlement, to the number of
fifteen, were in a short time hopefully brought to a knowledge of the
truth; and the old man himself became sober and attentive to religion,
although he never made a public profession of it."
At the close of the year 1772, Mr. Botsford concluded to leave
Tuckaseeking; he accordingly preached, as he says, a kind of farewell
sermon. He speaks of this as an affecting time. He continued, however,
to favor the neighborhood for some time with his occasional services.
The church in Charleston, hearing of the success of the ministry of
Mr. Botsford, concluded to call him to ordination. He was accordingly
ordained on the 14th of March, 1773; Oliver Hart and Francis Pelot
assisting on the occasion. During this year and the year following, his
labors were abundant and his success considerable. Soon after his
ordination, he commenced baptizing, and by the middle of the following
November, he had baptized forty-five. "In the month of August, 1773,"
says Mr. Botsford, "I rode six hundred and fifty miles, preached
forty-two sermons, baptized twenty-one persons, and administered the
Lord's supper twice. Indeed, I traveled so much this year, that some
used to call me the flying preacher."
This year he married his first wife in Augusta. Her maiden name was
Susanna Nun. She was a native of Ireland, but had lived in
America from her childhood. Previous to her marriage, she had been
baptized by Mr. Marshall.
For some time after Mr. Botsford left Tuckaseeking, he does not
appear to have had any particular place of residence; but in May, 1774,
the flying preacher perched upon Brier creek, in Burke county.
Here he purchased some land, built him a house, and "was settled, as he
thought, for life." He received but little pecuniary aid from the people
whom he served; but having obtained, about this time, between three and
four hundred pounds sterling from the estate of his brother in England,
recently deceased, he was enabled, by a prudent disposition of the
money, to live comfortably. From this tabernacle which he had pitched on
Brier creek, he darted out into many surrounding
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preached the gospel with his accustomed fervor and success.
His time was thus occupied for several years, till in the spring of
1779, he was compelled to make a precipitate flight from his home and
the State, on account of the horrors of the revolutionary war. He and
his family departed in such haste that they had only time to take off
with them two horses and a cart, containing a single bed, one blanket
and a sheet. Thus, after having carried the gospel into many benighted
neighborhoods, sown much precious seed, baptized one hundred and
forty-eight persons, reared up a flourishing church, and prepared
materials for future churches, so that he might be justly regarded (if
we except the indefatigable Marshall) as the principal founder of the
Baptist interest in Georgia, Mr. Botsford hurries from the province, an
unprotected fugitive, no more to find a permanent abode in the region of
his early labors.
During the remainder of the revolution, he had no very permanent
abode. Was, a part of the time, chaplain in the American army--the
balance of it, in South and North Carolina, and in Virginia. He finally
settled in Georgetown, South Carolina, as pastor of the church.
In 1803, he was seized with that most distressing disease, the
ticdouloureux, the painful stroke or twinge, which, with the
exception of a few short intervals of temporary relief, continued to
rack his frame and prey upon his constitution until it terminated in
death. This event, which happens alike to all, took place on the 25th
December, 1819, in the seventy-fifth year of his age. Dr. Furman says:
"Rev. Mr. Botsford was of a good personal appearance, and of a vigorous
constitution before it was broken by disease. With respect to his
talents, if not of the most splendid kind, they were yet highly
respectable; and he was a man of the most excellent spirit, candid,
humble, friendly, affectionate and faithful."
DANIEL MARSHALL.
It is a matter of sincere and deep regret, that the accounts we have
been able to collect of this pioneer of the Cross are so very meagre. We
have learned only enough to make us earnestly
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more. He was born in 1706, in Windsor, a town in Connecticut. He was
brought up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord, by respectable and
pious parents, and being hopefully converted at about twenty years of
age, joined the then standing order of Presbyterians in his native
place. The natural ardor of his mind soon kindled into the fire of a
holy zeal, which raised him so high in the estimation of his brethren
that they called him to the office of a deacon. In the exemplary
discharge of his duty in this capacity, he continued near twenty years.
He was in easy circumstances of life. During this period, he married his
first wife, who soon died, leaving one son. At thirty-eight years of
age, he heard that son of thunder, Rev. George Whitfield. With many
other worthy people in New England, he became firmly fixed in the belief
that the "latter-day glory" was just at hand, and that it was his duty
to do all he could to hasten it on. Some sold, gave away, or left their
possessions, as the powerful impulse of the moment determined, and,
without scrip or purse, rushed up to the head of the Susquehanna to
convert the heathen. Daniel Marshall was among those who became
missionaries to the Mohawk Indians. Sustained by faith, and urged on by
a burning zeal, without hope of reward on earth, he relinquished his
comfortable home in New England for a hut in the wilderness--the
pleasures of refined society for the company of savages--plenty for
want. These things he bore cheerfully, with a wife and three children,
for eighteen months, during which period several of the Indians became
obedient unto the faith, having been hopefully converted. War among the
savage tribes occasioned his reluctant removal from among them. He
pitched his tent a short time in Pennsylvania, and removed thence to
Winchester, Virginia. Here he became acquainted with a Baptist church,
adopted their sentiments, and in the forty-eighth year of his life, he
and his wife were immersed. This was followed by a license from this
church to preach the gospel, wherever, in the providence of God, his lot
might be cast. God owned his labors. Many souls were soon awakened and
converted.
Once more his zeal impels him to plunge still deeper into the moral
wilderness before him. We next find him at Hughwarry, North Carolina,
where numbers were converted under his ministry.
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to Abbott's creek, in the same State, where he was the instrument of
planting a flourishing church, of which he was ordained pastor by
his brothers-in-law, Rev. Henry Leadbetter and Rev. Shubael Stearns. In
one of his excursions into Virginia about this time, he baptized that
remarkable man, Colonel Samuel Harris, who, himself, immediately
became a flaming torch amidst the surrounding darkness. Marshall and
Harris made several tours together, and planted the gospel as far as
James river. Not many years elapsed before he took an affectionate leave
of his charge in North Carolina, and settled on Beaver creek, South
Carolina. Here, also, a large church was soon raised up under his
ministry, and which was, for a time, the object of his tender care and
solicitude.
His next removal was to Horse creek, about fifteen miles north of
Augusta. The fruits of his labors here also appeared in a respectable
church, whose sons, raised up under his care, have diffused the light of
divine truth through various benighted regions.
From Horse creek he made his first visit to Georgia, and preached the
gospel in St. Paul's parish. This parish extended from Bean's creek on
the south to Broad river on the north, and to the Ogeechee on the west.
During his first visits he preached in private houses; but about his
second or third visit, he had meeting in the woods, under a grove. While
engaged in prayer, in the opening of the service, he was arrested
by Constable Cartlidge, (afterwards a physician, and baptized by Mr.
Marshall, and who continued steadfast in the faith until his death in
about 1825,) and security for his appearance at Court was given by Hugh
Middleton,4.
who resided just across the Savannah, on the South Carolina side. Mrs.
Marshall, who was present, quoted several texts of Scripture with so
much force as to confound the opposers and convict several persons. The
services then went on, and after preaching two persons were baptized.
The Monday following, Mr. Marshall and his security went to Augusta
and stood his trial before Colonel Barnard (or Barnet)
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Ellington, of the Church of England. The latter seemed rather to take
the place of the magistrate, and began the trial by commanding the
prisoner to read a chapter in the Bible. This done, he abused him
considerably, and ordered him to desist from preaching in the province.
In the words of the apostle, when similarly circumstanced, he replied, "
Whether it be right to obey God rather than man, judge ye."
Colonel Barnard, the magistrate, was afterwards hopefully converted,
and though deterred by the opposition of his wife from being baptized,
was a zealous christian, and used to exhort his neighbors to flee the
wrath to come.
Thus it appears that it was not without stern opposition that Baptist
sentiments were introduced into Georgia; that it was at the cost of much
toil, and sacrifice, and insult, that our fathers purchased for us the
religious privileges which we now so richly enjoy.
On the first of January, 1771, Mr. Marshall came with his family and
took up his final earthly residence at the Kiokee. The following spring
the church was constituted, and is famous for having furnished materials
for several other churches, and for having produced several eminent
ministers of the gospel. Among these were Sanders Walker, Samuel Newton,
Loveless Savidge, Alexander Scott and Abraham Marshall. This church
prospered greatly, until the country became involved in the horrors of
the revolutionary war. Even those troubles were not sufficient to drive
her faithful pastor from his post. Like John, he stood by his master,
while all men forsook the province and fled. As a friend to the American
cause, he was once made a prisoner and put under a strong guard, but
obtaining leave of the officers to have religious service with the
guard, he spoke with such power and demonstration of the Spirit that
officers and guard were amazed and confounded, and he was safely and
honorably discharged. No fear of man could make him forsake his duty;
for such, in his view, was the providence of God, that every bullet had
its commission, and every individual person could but accomplish his
will. Hence, on one occasion, when a party of tories demanded of him
where he had concealed his horses, he sullenly refused to utter a word,
although repeatedly threatened with death. This scene continued
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could bear the suspense no longer, and undertook herself to make the
disclosure.
The testimony on all hands is, that he was not remarkable for native
strength of mind, but that he had high moral courage, untiring
perseverance, flaming zeal, and that he was strictly pure in his manner
of life. These qualities were at that time (and indeed are at all
times,) more commanding of the respect of the world than the most
splendid talents and the richest stores of learning. Such a man was
needed in those times to stand up for religious toleration, to introduce
the light into vast regions of moral darkness, and through the agitating
times of the revolution to be the embodiment, and, as it were,
repository of the principles of the gospel. He accomplished the work for
which God seems to have protracted his life, and at his departure,
having reached a good old age, and seen one descended from his loins,
taking up his work, it is no wonder he had a peaceful and happy death.
That event is thus described by his son, Rev. A. Marshall, "In his
family he invariably performed his usual round of holy duties, till the
morning immediately preceding his happy change. Fully apprised of this
as at hand, and perfectly in his senses, he expressed distinctly and
emphatically his steady and increasing confidence of future bliss. The
following, taken by me, in the presence of a few deeply affected friends
and relations, were his last words: 'Dear brethren and sisters, I am
just gone. This night I shall probable expire; but I have nothing to
fear. I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept
the faith; and henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of
righteousness. God has shown me that he is my God, that I am his son,
and that an eternal weight of glory is mine.'"
"The venerable partner of his cares, (and I may add, faithful
assistant in all his labors) sitting bedewed with tears by his side, he
proceeded, 'Go on, my dear wife, to serve the Lord. Hold out to the
end. Eternal glory is before us!'
After a silence of some minutes, he called me and said, 'My breath
is almost gone. I have been praying that I may go home to-night. I had
great happiness in our worship this morning, particularly in singing,
which will make a part of my exercise in a blessed eternity.' Now,
gently closing his eyes, he cheerfully
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God, with whom, I doubt not, he walks high in salvation and the climes
of bliss. This solemn event took place at the dawn of the 2d day of
November, 1784, in the seventy-eighth year of his age. A suitable
discourse to his memory was delivered by Rev. Charles Bussey."
Mr. Marshall, after all his sacrifices for the cause of Christ, was
blessed by a bountiful Providence with a sufficiency of the meat that
perisheth, and left behind him an estate of considerable value. This was
not the result of any special efforts of his to acquire property, and
still less the benefits of his arduous labors in the ministry. But it
was owing chiefly to the advantageous settlement he made at a time when
the price of land was low, and to the quantity of land he was induced to
take up on account of his numerous sons.
WILLIAM DAVIS.
This excellent man and useful minister, was a native of Orange
county, Virginia, where he was born January 7th, 1765. His parents were
poor, but honest and respectable, and were members of the Episcopal
church. He became concerned about his soul at the early age of nine
years. Two sermons which he heard about this time, (one by an
Episcopalian, the other by a Presbyterian,) made a deep impression upon
his mind. The Baptists, then called "New-Lights," commenced preaching in
his native county about the same time. Much was said against them, as
those who were "turning the world upside down," which raised much
anxiety in the mind of young Davis to hear them. The first opportunity
of the kind he enjoyed was to hear an exhortation and prayer from one
John Bledsoe. This served to deepen his religious impressions, and
frequently at that tender age he was known to go forward voluntarily and
ask the ministers to pray for him. He continued serious, by turns, until
in his fourteenth year, a conversation he had with a pious negro in his
father's employment, (a Baptist,) fully awakened him to a sense of his
lost condition as a sinner. For some six months, his mind was in great
distress. During those days of darkness, he went far and near, by day
and by night, as far as lay in his power, to hear the gospel from the
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who were itinerating through the country. One night he went some four
miles from his father's residence to attend a meeting held by Elijah
Craig. During the services, his feelings became such as to unnerve him;
he swooned away, and remained in a helpless state for some time. In this
condition, the Lord brought deliverance to his soul. He rose rejoicing,
and began at once to exhort his fellow-mortals to flee from the wrath to
come. At this time his parents resided in Culpeper county, and were
opposers and persecutors of the Baptists. William left the parental
roof, rather unceremoniously perhaps, walked some fourteen or
fifteen miles to a Baptist church in Orange county, called Blue Run,
where he was immersed in his fifteenth year.
As soon as he had discharged this solemn duty, he returned home and
submitted himself to his parents. Soon thereafter, being encouraged by
his brethren, he was in the habit of exercising publicly in exhortation
and prayer. These exercises were sanctified to the conversion of his
parents, his two older brothers, his youngest brother and several of his
sisters. All these became Baptists, and continued in "the comfort of the
Holy Ghost" until their death.
At sixteen years of age, though much against the will of his friends,
Mr. Davis volunteered as a soldier of the revolution, and was some time
under the command of General Lafayette. He was wounded in the head, and
suffered greatly from fatigue and hunger. While the army of Lafayette
was on a forced march to join Washington in the capture of Cornwallis,
young Davis was without a morsel of food two whole days. This having
come to the ears of the General, he was sent for to his tent, and with
his own hands he furnished the youthful soldier with food. This
kindness, on the part of Lafayette, was remembered with gratitude all
his life. He was heard to mention it during his last sickness. He was
present at the surrender of Cornwallis, and after the war, returned to
his family in Virginia, where he enjoyed the friendship and confidence
of the Madisons and Barbours, and other distinguished men of that State.
In 1788, he was licensed to preach the gospel, while yet in his
native State, and was ordained in Georgia by Dozier Thornton and Thomas
Maxwell in 1793. His education was quite
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a man of strong mind, excellent memory, and fine imagination. His manner
was easy, yet forcible. He was an original thinker, and his style of
oratory was peculiar to himself--bold and energetic. His character was
without spot or blemish, and his piety was of a high order. One fact
proves that he lived the religion which he preached: Eleven
out of the twelve children, which he had, became worthy members of the
church during their father's lifetime; three of them are preachers,
Jonathan, James and Jesse; and two others, Jeptha and
William, deacons. As a pastor, he must have stood high with the
churches which enjoyed his watchcare. The church in the fork of Broad
river (Elbert county,) he served twenty-three years; that at Beaver Dam
twelve years; Clark's Station nineteen years, etc. He possessed the
faculty of drawing out his brethren, who were called of God to the
ministry; among those who were raised up under him, are the following:
E. Shackelford, Isaac Shuttle, Elijah Mosely, Isham Goss, James Hales
and Sylvanus Gibson.
In the middle of life, Mr. Davis was a person of fine appearance,
weighing upwards of two hundred pounds. He suffered much in after life
from dropsy in the chest, and was so debilitated as to make it necessary
that he should resign all pastoral charges. Yet, he was in the habit of
visiting the churches, whenever he was able to ride, and when unable to
stand, he would preach in a sitting posture. While thus standing on the
borders of the tomb, his ministry was greatly blessed. His farewell
discourse to the people of Elbert county was delivered, while he sat
on a table in the open air, and such was the powerful effect produced,
that it was regarded as the commencement of one of the most glorious
revivals ever experienced in that county. He was decidedly favorable to
ministerial education, and was one of the Board of Mount Enon Academy.
He was opposed to the location, however, and always believed that
that was the main cause of its failure. The Temperance cause never had a
warmer friend. On this subject, he addressed letters to the Sarepta and
Georgia Associations, when too infirm to attend their sessions.
For several months previous to his death, he had a presentiment that
his end was near--often spake of it, and arranged all
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business with reference to it. All his children were invited to make him
a last visit, and on their doing so, he required each of his sons to lay
their hand on the scar on his head, (the result of a wound he received
in his youth, while a soldier of the revolution,) and solemnly charged
them severally to be faithful to their country's interest and glory. He
was in attendance on a Methodist camp-meeting some ten days before his
death, when he was taken suddenly ill. His wife (who was absent on a
visit,) was sent for, as also his children. When they arrived, he told
the day and the hour he expected to depart hence and be with Christ.
When that day arrived, he spent a part of it in writing, and to his
friends present gave a circumstantial account of his early life. Some
two or three hours previous to his exit he was in great pain and
frequently called upon God for help. Of his sons, Jonathan and James,
who had not yet arrived, he spoke in a most affectionate manner. To his
son Isaac (the only one of his children not in the church,) he made a
most touching appeal to meet his aged father in heaven. After bidding
his wife and children a last farewell, he desired to be raised up
in the bed--then, raising his hands towards heaven, he shouted aloud,
"Victory! victory! victory!" laid down calmly, and instantly expired.
This glorious triumph of faith took place on the 31st of October, 1831,
in his sixty-seventh year.
His widow survived him eleven years. It is rather remarkable that she
did not become a professor of religion until after her husband's death.
She was finally baptized by her son, Jonathan, and died full of years
and in strong hope of eternal happiness.
ADAM JONES.
Mr. Jones was born in Virginia, in the year 1755, where he continued
to reside until after the revolutionary war, during which he served five
years as a soldier in defense of his country. It was at this time,
whilst in the army, that he became seriously concerned about his
situation as a poor, undone sinner, and never did he rest until he found
peace in believing in the merits of Jesus Christ.
Mr. Jones was of poor parentage, and, as the times were unfavorable,
page 182 he received but an
imperfect education, in fact but little except what he acquired by his
own exertions. He, like some of his brethren, belonged to the High
Church order, as they were then the prevailing order in Virginia, and
had their religion, as usual, established by law! But the
Methodist people having spread themselves through the country, and being
more spiritual in their exercises, Mr. Jones joined them. Shortly after
the war, however, he removed with his family to Georgia, and settled
near Long Creek meeting-house, on the Ogeechee river. This was in the
year 1785.
At the time of Mr. Jones' settlement on Ogeechee, he was a
class-leader in the Methodist connection; but Providence seems to have
cast his lot where he was unable to unite with his Methodist brethren,
and as the Baptists were numerous in his neighborhood, he united with
them. It was some time, however, before he could overcome his scruples
of conscience so far as to give up the peculiar doctrines of the
Methodists and unite with the Baptists. At this time there was a
considerable stir amongst the people, and many joined. At length Mr.
Jones related his christian experience, and was received into the
fellowship of the church, but his prejudices were not yet entirely
subdued; especially he did not like the idea of "going down into the
water." Like many others, he appears to have been afflicted with a
singular kind of hydrophobia upon this subject. A cold shuddering
took hold of the good man's feelings when the thought of being "buried
with the Lord," according to Baptist usage, came across his mind. These
difficulties he at last overcame, and was regularly baptized.
Shortly after his baptism, Mr. Jones began to exercise in public; for
we find, under date of October 25th, 1788, the following entry on the
minutes of the church at Long creek: "After hearing the teachings of
brother Adam Jones, and having before had fellowship with the exercise
of his gifts, the church unanimously agree to call him to the ministry."
This may be considered his licensure, but he was not ordained till 1792.
He took the pastoral oversight of the church of which he was a member in
1807. In this office he continued till the 24th of December, 1825, when,
by age and affliction, he became very
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his charge. He died the 1st October, 1830, being about seventy-five
years old.
As a preacher, he was thought sound and orthodox; was very useful in
rearing up churches and ordaining preachers and deacons. He labored as a
pastoral supply with the church at Horeb during many years, which, with
the Long creek church, enjoyed some refreshing seasons under his
ministry. He had the care of some other churches for a short time.
Having a large family to support, he did not travel as extensively as
some of his brethren, but did what he could.
Mr. Jones, as all others, had his failings. He had prejudices against
the benevolent operations of the day in which he lived, but he never
went so far as to oppose any that thought it a duty to engage in these
things. This he did, in all probability, because he was uninformed as to
the nature of the things themselves, and as to the success which
followed the efforts made. Had he possessed this information, no doubt
his opposition would have ceased. In short, he lived and died in the
affections of the church at Long creek, where he first united with the
Baptist denomination.
NICHOLAS BEDGEWOOD
Was probably the first Baptist minister who proclaimed the gospel in
Georgia. He was born in England, in 1730, and came to America in 1751,
and was employed in the Orphan House below Savannah. He embraced the
sentiments of the Baptists, and was baptized in Charleston by Mr. Hart,
in 1757. He was a classical scholar and an accomplished speaker, and was
instrumental in the conversion of several persons in and about the
Orphan House, whom he baptized, and to whom he administered the Lord's
Supper, probably as an arm of the Charleston church. This was the first
Baptist communion ever held in the State. He assisted Mr. Hart
for some time, and then removed to Pedee, and was pastor of the Welch
Neck church. He was disowned by the Charleston Association for marrying
in this country, while, as they alleged, his first wife was living in
England. He justified himself in maintaining that his first wife was
dead. It is to be regretted that this meagre account contains
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able to collect of this useful minister of the New Testament.
THOMAS POLHILL.
The preaching of a black man, in 1789, was the means of his
awakening, and he was baptized at Black Swamp by Alexander Scott, his
step-father. His ordination took place on his own plantation, December
9th, 1805, by John Goldwire and Henry Holcombe. He was born in Chatham
county, January 12th, 1760, and died in Burke county, November 24th,
1814. He was the author of a book on baptism, in a controversy with Mr.
Russell, a Methodist, in which he displays a sound mind and respectable
talents.
His father was a preacher in Mr. Whitfield's connexion, probably at
the Orphan House; but having embarked for England for Episcopal
ordination, the ship was swallowed up in Charleston harbor by a violent
whirlwind.
Mr. Polhill married two wives, and by the first had several children;
two sons were bred to the law, and both have sustained the office of
Judge of our Superior Courts. Judge James Polhill presided over the
Southern Circuit, but was suddenly cut off by death. Judge John G.
Polhill was for several years at the head of the Ocmulgee Circuit, and
died in the Cherokee country, whither he had gone on account of bad
health. He was a graduate of R. I. College--studied law in Augusta, but
had resided a dozen years or more in the neighborhood of Macon and
Milledgeville. For a time he was connected with the "Federal Union" as
editor. He was acting deacon of the Baptist church in Milledgeville at
the time of his death.
Joseph Polhill, another son of the subject of this notice, was
a Baptist minister of high standing and great usefulness. Richmond,
Burke and the adjacent counties enjoyed the benefit of his labors.
HENRY HOLCOMBE, D. D.
In sketching the character of the subject of the following memoir, it
is not our intention to bestow on him unmerited praise, but simply to
bring to view those peculiar traits of character
page 185 which rendered him
dear to his friends, terrible to the enemies of truth, and eminently
useful to the world at large. Whatever is said, then, is not in the
spirit of eulogy, but simply that his principles and practice may be
duly made known and appreciated, and that he may yet speak, by these
records, though his voice is hushed in the stillness of the tomb. We
will give, therefore, partly in our own language, but mostly in the
language of others, a few outlines of his history.
Henry Holcombe was the son of Grimes and Elizabeth Holcombe, and was
born in Prince Edward county, Virginia, September 22, 1762. While he was
yet a child, his father removed with his family to South Carolina,
where, to use his own words, "at eleven years of age, he completed all
the education he ever received from a living preceptor."
This fact is worthy of particular notice, when considered in
connection with his intellectual endowments, and the extent of his
acquisitions in after life. Even the poor and indifferent means of
instruction within his reach were taken from him at a period too early
to admit of a presumption that he could have derived much profit from
their employment. Nature must, therefore, have endowed him with a
mind rich in its own resources, and vigorous, even in its youth, else he
could not have extended his researches as successfully as he did into
the sublimest and deepest mysteries that can occupy the attention of a
rational man. She was thus bountiful to him: she taught him to think,
and led him, even in boyhood, to fix his thoughts on the noblest of her
works. At an age when children, less favored by nature, are amused with
toys and trinkets, he delighted to dwell on the grandeur and
magnificence of those countless orbs with which she has gilded the
immensity of space. His soul seems to have been placed, almost on the
very day of its creation, far onward in that track which leads from
truth to truth, from wonder to wonder, and from glory to glory, up to
the throne of the great Jehovah.
This period of his youth was one of severe trial to our common
country. She was just then emerging from a state of dependence on an
empire which had lost sight of her own interest and that of humanity, in
attempting to fasten chains on freemen, and in daring to require that
the noble and the brave
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at her behest. It was a period when the hearts of our fathers were
sorely and severely tried. Their homes were deserted for the tented
fields, and their wives and daughters left alone at their firesides,
hoping and fearing; and at the domestic altar, praying for their
triumphant return, yet dreading to hear the dismal tidings of their
discomfiture and death. Our cities and villages were filled with
hireling hordes, and throughout this portion of our beloved country
nothing was heard but the loud alarm of war. It was at this period--so
interesting to our fathers, so interesting to us all--that the lofty and
independent spirit of Henry Holcombe first exhibited itself. He waited
not for the arrival of manhood before he drew his sword, but entered
promptly into the service of his country, determined, with every patriot
of that day, to live free or die. His ardor and intrepidity,
tempered as they were by that discretion and sound judgment, without
which courage is unavailing and boldness becomes impetuous rashness,
soon raised him to command. Here, as well as in every other station in
which he was found in after life, he acquitted himself well, and gave
the fullest proof that the trust reposed in him by his fellow-soldiers
was not misplaced.
While an officer in the army he was led to those reflections, which
inclined him to renounce the pomps and vanities of the world, and to
seek for happiness in the calm contemplation of Bible truth. He had
tasted of the cup of earthly pleasures, and found there was bitterness
in it. He had pursued the track to which his natural propensities led
him, and he became convinced that it would end in everlasting pain. He
sought for a path which would conduct him to something more cheering in
its aspects, more attractive in its nature, and he found that which
leads up to heaven. He became a christian. In his twenty-second year,
his attention was first turned to gospel ordinances. "In conversing with
my father," says he, "he informed me that I was baptized in my infancy,
and said I was a Presbyterian. Asking on what passages of Scripture the
peculiar tenets of that denomination were founded, he took up the Bible
and kindly endeavored to satisfy me on those points. But, to his painful
disappointment, we could find nothing that seemed to me in favor of
baptizing infants, nor for governing a
page 187 gospel church,
otherwise than by the suffrages of its members To pass softly over this
tender ground, the result of my serious and reiterated inquiries into
the materials, ordinances and government of the apostolic churches was
the full conviction, that to follow the dictates of my conscience I must
be a Baptist; and not conferring with flesh and blood, I rode near
twenty miles to propose myself as a candidate for admission into a
Baptist church." Immediately after his baptism, he received a license
according to its forms to proclaim to others the truths of which
he had become so fully convinced himself. He entered upon the work of
the ministry with zeal, and pursued it with an industrious and
persevering earnestness which did not escape the notice of his christian
brethren. He was soon invited by the church at Pike creek, South
Carolina, to become their pastor; and after having preached to them
several months as a licentiate, he was ordained on the 11th of
September, 1785, and on the same day was called upon to baptize three
young men, who had given evidence of a gracious change under his
ministry. His labors at this time appear to have been blessed with
almost unparalleled success. Multitudes were brought to inquire what
they should do to be saved. Domestic altars sprang up in all directions
among families who had hitherto gloried in impiety and infidelity.
Having formed the conjugal relation in April, 1786, in the following
June he baptized, among twenty-six professed believers, his wife, her
only brother, and their mother. In the following August, his father,
having renounced the world, together with his pœdo-Baptist prejudices,
in the sixty-first year of his age, was one of seventeen baptized by Dr.
Holcombe. Such encouragements as these only served to inspire him with
increased ardor. Though he had as yet received no pecuniary reward for
his clerical services, yet his fellow-citizens manifested their
confidence in him by appointing him their representative in the
Convention of South Carolina which approved the Constitution of the
United States, and which was held in Charleston.
On his return from Charleston, he was invited to take the pastoral
charge of the Baptist church at Euhaw, which he accepted, and on the 1st
of February, 1791, arrived at the Euhaw.
page 188 He preached
statedly at this place, May river and St. Helena. In 1795, on account of
the sickliness of his family, he removed to Beaufort, though he still
retained his previous pastoral connections. The inhabitants of Beaufort
were at this time, with very few exceptions, strangers to true religion,
and strongly prejudiced against Baptists. Baptism had never been
administered anywhere in the vicinity. Yet, despite these prejudices, a
neat and commodious Baptist meeting-house was erected, and very many,
both men and women, were added to the church by baptism at the hands of
Dr. Holcombe. Here he continued until 1799, when he removed to the city
of Savannah, where a wider field of usefulness than any in which he had
hitherto labored was opened before him.
In 1795, a house of worship was partially erected by a few Baptists
in Savannah. The following year, as the house was merely inclosed, and
as the Baptists had no minister to occupy it, they rented it to the
Presbyterians, who had recently lost their house of worship by fire. A
few months before the expiration of this term, in 1799, Dr. Holcombe
received and accepted a call from the pew-holders of this building, to
impart to them the gospel. The reception he met with was highly
respectful, and his annual salary fixed at $2,000. His congregation was
large and respectable, and the interests of religion, among the various
denominations, appeared to revive by the blessing of God on the Word of
His grace. Here we would remark, it is pleasing to notice the mutual
surrender of sectarian feelings, by this christian Baptist pastor
and this christian Presbyterian people. However, early in 1800
the Baptists conceived it their duty to form themselves into a church of
their order. Accordingly Dr. Holcombe, with his wife and ten others,
signed a pledge, in which they agreed to endeavor to keep house for the
Lord, as soon as the necessary arrangements could be made.
On the 11th September following, he buried with Christ in baptism the
first white person who had ever received that holy rite in Savannah, and
on the 26th of November of the same year, they were regularly
constituted into a church, of which Dr. Holcombe was chosen pastor. This
"little one has become a thousand and this small people a great nation."
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In this city, his whole soul seemed to be engaged in the work of
doing good, and much under God did he accomplish. It may be well
to state some of the means which he adopted to accomplish his benevolent
designs:
1. In 1801, the "Savannah Female Asylum," (a society for supporting
and educating helpless female orphans,) was formed in his parlor, under
a constitution and by-laws drawn up by himself. This institution, from
its formation to the present time, has been the favorite of all
denominations; and individuals as well as bodies in both the civil and
religious departments of the community, have vied with each other in
supporting it.
2. He published "the Georgia Analytical Respository," a religious
magazine, devoted to literature as well as religion.
3. About this time he published an address to the friends of religion
in Georgia, on their duties in reference to civil government, in which
he urged them to discard the idea that attention to affairs of State is
incompatible with the christian profession. After showing why we
should support civil goverent and how we should do it, he
concludes by saying, "At all elections, let every one qualified to vote
attend and do his duty, as in the presence of God, considering that
incalculable benefits may be the result of it."
4. As a pastor, he was indefatigable in his labors, visiting from
house to house, not only the members of his church but the people of his
congregation, and enforcing his public discourses by private
exhortations and prayers.
5. The execution of a man, for the comparatively small crime of
stealing a gun, attracted his attention to the extreme severity of the
penal code of Georgia. He was instrumental in rousing public attention
to this subject, and may be regarded as the originator of our State
penitentiary.
6. His opposition to Deists, theatrical entertainments, etc., was
open and manly, and subjected him to dangers from which he was delivered
only by the hand of Providence. Several attempts were made against him,
among which were the following, which we give in his own words: "An
attempt was made at night, to decoy me by a stratagem into an ambuscade;
but, as an ever-watchful Providence would have it, without success. A
well-dressed fellow, who assumed the style and
page 190 manner of a
gentleman, endeavored to get me out of my house after midnight, under
the pretence of wanting me to perform a marriage ceremony. And had I not
happened to hear the clock strike twelve, just before the knock at my
door, I might have believed him in the assertion, that it was but a
little past ten o'clock, and been led into the snare of my
adversaries. He said his name was Clark, that the parties to be married
were respectable strangers, had been disappointed in obtaining their
marriage license sooner, had to sail next morning, were very desirous of
being married by me, and that he would give me immediately a fee of
fifty dollars. But, on peremptorily refusing, from an upper window, to
come down stairs on any consideration at so unseasonable an hour, this
Judas, who had before expressed himself with the greatest politeness,
overwhelmed me with a torrent of the bitterest curses; and swore by his
God, that if I opened my mouth to call the guard, he would break every
window in my house. From this unsuccessful stratagem, they had recourse
to violence. Returning, according to my well-known custom, about nine
o'clock in the evening, from the meeting of a society of which I was a
member, with a small son at each of my hands, a musket was snapped at my
breast, and the fire rolled so near me, in throwing out my hand in the
dark, I laid hold on a bayonet! But God being pleased, at this critical
moment, to make my heart like adamant, I exerted a loud authoritative
voice in a few interrogations, which so alarmed the two cowardly
assassins, whom I perceived before me with fixed bayonets, that they
sneaked away, as if expecting every moment to be seized, 'begging ten
thousand pardons,' and, with tremulous voices, apologizing for their
dastardly attempt on my life."
His efforts to promote union and concentration of effort among all
christians, and especially those of his own denomination, were worthy of
the man, and were productive of good results. He was in the conference
of Baptist ministers which agreed to found the Mount Enon Academy, (in
1804,) and adopted a constitution as a missionary society, called the
General Committee, (in 1806,) and exerted his utmost powers to
promote these objects. He selected the site, purchased the land, and was
appointed the agent to collect funds to carry it on, in
page 191 which he was quite
successful. He had the happiness to baptize many persons of distinction,
among whom was Hon. Joseph Clay, an eminent civilian, and a
Federal Judge of the District of Georgia.
During a preaching excursion in the up-country, while some two
hundred miles from home, he delivered a discourse on a very warm day;
and immediately afterwards drank freely of cold water. This
brought him, in a moment, from perfect health to the borders of the
grave. Though, for the time being, he obtained partial relief, yet he
continued seriously indisposed; and, on his homeward journey, fainted in
the pulpit at Mount Enon. Continuing to preach after he reached
Savannah, he was taked dangerously ill of a violent fever, and
was laid by about two months. In 1808, he again met the General
Committee at Mount Enon, and the following year went to Augusta and
aided in the ordination of Rev. William T. Brantly, Sr. His labors were
too much for the state of his health, which continued very feeble, and
brought another violent and protracted attack [of
sickness in 1810. After recovering, so far as to be able to attend the
session of the Savannah River Association in the city, he resigned his
charge of the Savannah church, and retired to Mount Enon.
Such a man could not be permitted to remain long in retirement. He
was recalled to Beaufort--soon after, invited to visit Boston, with a
view to settlement--and then called to the care of the First Baptist
Church in Philadelphia; which last call he accepted, and made
arrangements to remove thither.
On the 14th December, 1811, he embarked for Philadelphia, via New
York, and after a stormy and dangerous passage, he arrived among his new
charge the 1st January, 1812. With characteristic zeal he entered upon
his labors in this important position, and was instrumental in doing
much towards the advancement of the Redeemer's cause. Though in early
life a soldier and an officer, he became an advocate of peace
principles, and was at the head of a peace society. A volume was
published by him, entitled "Primitive Theology;" a very good work, and
teaches sound doctrine.
Like other great and good men, he had enemies--perhaps from
envy, if nothing else. These tried hard to make it appear
page 192 that Dr. Holcombe
was opposed to the missionary cause. This will never be believed in
Georgia, whose sons are now reaping the benefits of his pious and
benevolent labors. His sermons and writings, his sacrifices and toils,
and the whole course of his life, contradict and refute the slander.
Hear his sentiments in his own words: "Let us, therefore, send the Word
of Life, on the wings of our bounty, in all directions, to
disperse the clouds of superstition and ignorance, until Pagans,
Mahometans and Jews, with all merely nominal christians, shall see with
us the salvation of God." The truth is, there was a difference of
opinion between him and some prominent men in regard to important
matters connected with the mission cause, and rather than wrangle and
strive, Dr. Holcombe withdrew from the business, for the time being, for
the sake of peace. But, to his latest day, the advancement of the
Redeemer's kingdom was the object, of all others, nearest to his
heart.
It was not as a writer, but as a public speaker, that
Dr. Holcombe's talents were most availing. There was an indescribable
something, not only in the matter, but in the manner of his preaching,
which commanded and retained the attention, while he not only forced his
words upon the ears, but his sentiments upon the hearts of his hearers.
Without seeking the elegancies of composition, he rose to a surprising
energy and ease of expression--gave forth his many thoughts in a clear,
nervous diction, and when warmed with the subject, would lead his
admiring audience the willing captives of his ardent rhetoric along with
him to fasten on those transports with which genius and piety can supply
the attentive mind.
On the 22d of May, 1824, after an illness of only one week, he took
his departure hence, "to be with Christ, which is far better." When a
respite from oppression in breathing gave liberty of utterance, such
expressions as the following fell from his lips: "I am in good hands."
"Oh, the sublime attainments of faith!" "It is all for the good of my
soul." "Oh, the prospects of faith!" Just before he breathed his last,
and after he had become speechless, a brother asked him if he felt
comfortable and happy, and requested him, if he did, to raise his hand
in token of it. He immediately raised his hand--that hand
page 193 with which he had
so often pointed sinners to the Lamb of God--and then sank into the
slumber of death.
The degree of Doctor of Divinity was conferred on Mr. Holcombe before
1810, by Brown University.
ALEXANDER SCOTT
Resided in Columbia county during the revolutionary war, and was the
first moderator of the Georgia Association, in May, 1785. His wife
taught him to spell, but she died before he could read. He
had preached in Wilkes, and was the means of bringing Silas Mercer to
think seriously on the subject of baptism, and finally baptized him.
Soon he removed to South Carolina, and was many years pastor of Black
Swamp church, and moderator of Savannah River Association. About 1807,
several of his parishioners removed to Wilkinson county, Mississippi,
and Mr. Scott went with them, but did not long survive the removal. He
was in high reputation as an excellent counselor. A son of his, A. M.
Scott, (Abram Marshall, it is presumed,) has been Governor of
Mississippi.
MILLER BLEDSOE
Was born in Fredericksburg, Virginia, October 7, 1761. At the age of
fifteen, he entered the service of his country under Captain Ambrose
Dudley, in Orange county, who was himself a minister of the Baptist
persuasion, who yet felt it his duty, in those perilous times, to give
the strongest evidence of his love to his country. Captain Dudley's
company belonged to the Second Virginia Regiment. After remaining in
Virginia some time, his company marched to Valley Forge, in 1788.
Mr. Bledsoe was detached with others, under Colonel Lee, to capture a
certain strong post of the enemy's called the Hook. Just before the
troops reached the fort, an hour before day, Lee harangued them and said
he wanted no cowards. Seventeen stepped out of the ranks--the balance,
with unloaded guns, made their attack. A soldier in his shirt was
in the act of putting his match to a cannon, pointed at the invading
column, when Colonel Lee (who was foremost in the charge,) transfixed
page 194 him with his sword.
After a few minutes' work with the bayonet, the fort was surrendered. In
searching for the enemy in the dark, Mr. Bledsoe was shot at so close as
to be burned by the powder, and was severely wounded by a bayonet. He
was at the battle at Camden, and was in North Carolina also, near enough
to Guilford, to hear the report of the cannon in that battle. In the
South, Mr. Bledsoe had command of a company. After a time, he returned
with his company to Henry county, where they had enlisted, and went
thence himself and joined the army near Yorktown.
He had made many promises, during the war, if the Lord would spare
his life, he would serve him; but these were short-lived promises. In
1788 he obtained a hope, and joined the church in Orange county, called
North Fork, and was baptized by Aaron Bledsoe, a relative of his. He
soon began to preach, and was ordained about 1792, by George Morris,
Aaron Bledsoe and John Waller. In February, 1793, he emigrated to
Oglethorpe county, Georgia. The first church of which he had charge was
Salem, then numbering about seventeen members. He was pastor also of
Freeman's creek, Big creek, Baird's meeting-house and Scull shoals. He
and Silas Mercer were instrumental in gathering Big creek, which was
first called Liberty. They had preached some time at Major Waters'
dwelling house. There had been considerable excitement in all his
churches the year he first attended the Association, (Georgia,) and a
report went before him that he was an Arminian. But nothing could
be further from the truth; for though a great revivalist, he was a
follower of John Gill. Indeed, he pushed his Calvinistic ideas so far as
to render him timid and cautious about joining with his brethren in the
Conventions and missionary operations of the day. He was a man greatly
favored of the Lord. He numbered the baptisms he performed until they
reached twelve hundred, and then desisted, lest he should sin after the
manner of David, in numbering the children of Israel. As this occurred
long before his ministry closed, it would be interesting to know how
many he did baptize. He was remarkably careful about experiences. Such
relations as pass frequently with the churches in these days would have
found no favor in his eyes.
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He died at his son-in-law's, in Oglethorpe county, about the year
1841. The last five years of his life were full of suffering, but he
said he had nothing to change in the main truths he had preached, and
was ready to depart in the full assurance of hope. He had a great desire
to see some of his descendants enter the ministry. The year before he
died, Rev. Sylvanus Landrum, now (1874,) pastor at Memphis, began to
hold prayer-meetings and deliver exhortations. The old preacher insisted
that an appointment should be made at the place of his residence, and
that the youthful exhorter should preach in his presence. The meeting
was accordingly held. At its close, the grand-father was raised up in
his bed, and exhorted his son in the gospel in a manner which will not
likely ever be forgotten; and, having placed his trembling hands upon
him, prayed. He then expressed himself, Simeon like, ready to depart in
peace.
That prayer has been answered, for the grand-son is one of the most
useful ministers in the South--a worthy descendant of such a sire.
CHARLES O. SCREVEN, D. D.
Charles Odingsell Screven was the son of General James Screven, who
was killed during the revolution, by a party of Tories and Indians, near
Medway meeting-house, Liberty county, Georgia. He was born in 1774, and
in February, 1786, when twelve years of age, (having given evidence that
he was "born again,") was baptized by Dr. Furman, in Charleston, South
Carolina, and united with the Baptist church in that place. As he has
left no journal or record of himself, we must pass by the period of his
youth--the time he passed as a student in Brown University, Rhode
Island, where he graduated--and come at once to the commencement of his
ministry in Sunbury, Liberty county. He was heir to a handsome
patrimony, and owned a plantation in Bryan county, called "The Retreat,"
opposite Sunbury, where he resided temporarily, after his return
from college. Having been licensed by the Charleston church, he
visited Sunbury in the latter part of the year 1801, and inquired if
preaching would be acceptable to the inhabitants of the town. Having
obtained their unanimous consent, he preached
page 196 to them. They
expressed a willingness to hear him again the next Sabbath, and were
gratified. They then expressed a wish for a continuation of his
services, to which he cheerfully consented. There was not a single
Baptist in the place. A church of Congregational Presbyterians occupied
the ground and owned a small meeting-house. Morals were exceedingly low
and the people desperately wicked.
Only a few weeks after Mr. Screven had entered regularly upon his
labors in Sunbury, the Rev. Mr. Hoyt arrived, who had been invited by
Mr. Gildersleeve, pastor of Medway church, (unknown to the people in
Sunbury,) to preach there and at New Port. Mr. Screven, feeling himself
delicately situated, lest he should be in the way of Mr. Hoyt, submitted
the matter to Rev. Mr. Lewis, also a Presbyterian, who assured him that
his services were desired by the community, and encouraged him to
persevere.
He accordingly went on, amidst many discouraging circumstances, until
several colored persons were converted as seals of his ministry. He had
been in the habit of delivering but one sermon each Sabbath, on account
of the feeble state of his health. Several members of his congregation
manifested their personal interest in the gospel by expressing a desire
to have two sermons a day, instead of one. He complied with their
desire, and the seed sown began to spring up. Mr. Screven visited
Charleston, and was ordained by Dr. Furman, Mr. Botsford, and Mr. Clay,
of Savannah, on the 29th of May, 1804. About the same time he was
married to a Mrs. Jones, the mother of Rev. Charles B. Jones, late of
Savannah, and now of Florida. With this amiable lady he lived only about
a year. She died, leaving him one child, who was also a minister of the
gospel, Rev. James O. Screven. Happy woman! the mother of only two
children, and they both "watchmen upon Zion's walls!"
Soon after his return from Charleston, several colored people applied
for baptism. As there was no Baptist church, perhaps, nearer than
Savannah, Mr. Screven invited Rev. Mr. Clay to attend with him in
Sunbury, which he did. They heard their experiences, and Mr. Screven
baptized them on the 30th June. From this date to the 2d of November,
1806, seventy persons
page 197 were baptized,
among whom were only two whites, Mr. Jacob Dunham and wife. He
subsequently became an eminently pious and useful minister of the
gospel.
Mr. Screven had been invited by Mr. Gildersleeve to unite with the
Presbyterians, who stated many advantages that would probably ensue. He
declined the offer, however, assuring the reverend gentleman that he
acted from principle, and that while the Bible remained as "the only
rule of faith and practice among christians," he could not be anything
but a Baptist. A conversation on the subject of baptism ensued, which
ended without conviction to either.
A Baptist church having been constituted, Mr. Screven addressed a
letter to the selectmen of the Congregational church, requesting
permission to administer the Lord's Supper and worship occasionally in
their meeting-house. To this request he received an affirmative answer,
and for a time matters went on prosperously. Nearly all who had hitherto
been immersed were colored people. But so soon as the word was received
with gladness by a few "honorable women," the opposition of the
Congregational minister (who was Socinian in faith,) and their
unconverted husbands and friends began to be manifested, which finally
resulted in the withdrawal of the Baptists from the "old meeting-house,"
as it was called, and the erection of a Baptist house of worship.
An old disciple, familiar with the scenes and men of those times,
writes me as follows: "So soon as his doctrine clashed with that they
had so long sat under, the strife began. Christ and him
crucified, and occasionally touching upon doctrinal subjects, soon
brought upon him the enmity and contempt of those around him, and your
brother, who addresses you, was not among the least in the opposition.
Notwithstanding all this, he fearlessly delivered his Master's message,
which soon, as a sharp arrow, pierced the hearts of some to conviction
and conversion. Judge now the feeling this excited in this unconverted
community. Families became divided, and, amidst many heart-burnings,
the community were invited to convene at "the old meeting-house," to see
if terms could not be agreed upon which would secure more peace and
harmony as regarded Mr. Screven's preaching, etc. I remember well the
day. After
page 198 opening the
meeting, the subject (baptism by immersion,) was brought up,
which appeared greatly to disturb the feelings of the unthinking
portion. Remarks the most unpleasant were made on that subject and the
divisions made in families, by the Congregational minister. At length
Mr. Screven rose, with a calmness and dignity peculiar to himself, and,
addressing the minister, remarked. "For though I preach the gospel, I
have nothing to glory of; for necessity is laid upon me, yea, woe is
unto me, if I preach not the gospel," and immediately resumed his seat.
This was "a nail, fastened by the Master of assemblies in a sure place."
It electrified the audience, and they broke up without coming to any
conclusion to proscribe him. Finding, however, that his doctrine was
offensive to many, he withdrew peaceably, and for a time preached in
private houses. A subscription having been raised to build a Baptist
meeting-house, Mr. Screven gave the lot for a site, and the house long
in use was soon completed.
The same aged disciple illustrates the spirit of his opposers,
as well as the character of Mr. Screven by the following anecdote:
"While sitting with his wife, beside an evening fire, of a winter night,
a large stone was thrown at his head, which barely missed their infant,
which was in his arms at the time. Handing the babe to his wife, he
instantly rose, and walking out into the piazza, called out to the
miscreant in the dark: 'If I am the object, here I am.' The wretch
shrunk away from the presence of such goodness, without offering any
other insult, or attempting any further injury."
Many, who were at first opposed to him, became his spiritual
children; and others laid aside their opposition, and became members of
his congregation. Thus, by an affectionate and simple exhibition of
truth, he was instrumental in turning many from darkness to light; and
by his consistent christian deportment, he disarmed others of their
enmity and prejudice against him. But he confined not his labors to
Sunbury; the neighboring county heard the glad tidings from his lips;
and no doubt the glorified souls of many poor negroes and white men are
at this time shining stars in the bright crown that encircles his brow.
In the year 1813, he was married to the present Mrs. Barbara R. Screven;
by whom he had several children.
page 199 Of these, three are
still living. At this time, he was afflicted with the disease in the eye
which terminated his life. From 1802 to 1821, though he suffered
severely from his diseased eye, yet his labors were uninterrupted. From
1821 to the time of his dissolution, his increasing affliction
necessarily interrupted his faithful labors. As a pastor, he was tender,
affectionate and faithful to his people; ever striving to show himself a
pattern in all things. As a preacher, he was sound, urgent and
instructive. In consequence of the diseased state of his eye, he seldom
wrote; but when he did, he evinced much strength of mind and power of
reasoning. As a master, he was kind and humane to his servants. His
honored widow says, she never saw him chastise a servant; he always
counseled them, as friends who had distressed him. As a lover of souls,
as a submissive Christian under affliction, and as an affectionate
husband and father, let me give the testimony of his widowed partner,
who held affectionate converse with him seventeen years. As stated
above, they were married in the year 1813, and at this time he was
afflicted with the disease which terminated his life. It was, even
then, very painful and distressing to him; so much so as to disturb his
rest. But, she says, for seventeen years she never heard him use one
expression of repining against the dealings of God to wards him. This
disease was, for many years, slow in its progress; but, for six years
before he died, his eye became exceedingly distressing. He would often
sit up for hours at night in great agony, unable to find relief from
anything. When his beloved wife would remark upon the severity of his
suffering, he would reply, "Ah, my dear! it is just as it should be; I
desire that the will of God should be done with me." Such submissive
language as this was often expressed by him. His friends and physicians
often advised him to give up preaching, and go to other places and try
and find some cure for his malady. He once went to Savannah, and once to
Philadelphia, but obtained no permanent relief from his visits. He was
devoted to the interests of the church; and nothing could induce him to
relinquish preaching, as long as he was able to speak for God. He
sometimes thought he out to give up his charge of the church, because he
was not able to fulfil the duties of a pastor in visiting among his
people,
page 200 which he often
lamented. He twice resolved to give up his charge of the church; but his
brethren did not appear willing to give him up, as long as there was a
prospect of his being restored. His beloved wife says, she has seen him
bowed down and in great distress, and upon inquiring into the cause,
fearing he was in great pain from his eye, his answer would be, "Oh,
poor, perishing souls! my heart bleeds to think how many are going to
the chambers of woe and despair; and even here, in this little place,
many are in the road to eternal misery." Thus did this devoted servant
of God show, that though he had bodily pain enough to engross all his
feelings, yet he had a soul that could and did weep over perishing men.
He would frequently say, "I think my work is done in Sunbury; I must go
to some other place, and give way to some one more useful; but how can I
leave these brethren? They are dear to me." He was indeed bound to the
church by tender ties; for although he has repeatedly said, that he did
not know if one soul was converted by the means of his preaching, yet he
had baptized them, and the church had grown up under his care. He has
been known to come home from church after having excommunicated some of
the colored members, and weep in his room for the remainder of the
afternoon, and be in great heaviness. Such seasons always caused him
much bodily pain, for it always increased the inflammation of his eye,
and deprived him of sleep at night; but he seldom spared himself. He was
an affectionate husband and fond father, and he manifested his parental
affection in the deep, heart-felt interest he took in the spiritual
interest of his children. Though he was a most affectionate father, yet
when his Lord was pleased to call from his bosom those whom he tenderly
loved, he was submissive; and when three of his dear children were taken
away from him in one week, he was more than submissive--he seemed to
give them up cheerfully to the call of his Master. We now approach the
period when he took his last leave of his dear church, no more to behold
them on this side the grave.
When he was advised to visit New York, he said he would go because
his friends wished it, and he valued their advice; and he also said, he
should leave home without the least expectation of ever returning to it.
The evening before he left, his
page 201 black people came
to bid him farewell. It was a truly affecting scene. They appeared
overwhelmed with grief. He was in an agony of distress; he said he felt
as though he were parting with his own dear children. The next morning
he and his beloved partner bade farewell to their dear friends. He
suffered much on his way to Savannah, and, for several days while there,
he was not able to speak without great pain. But whenever he did speak,
it was to bless the Lord for all his mercies to him. He bore his passage
to the north with the greatest submission, and even cheerfulness at
times. His temple, which had also become diseased, bled twice on the
voyage, so much as to alarm his wife. On discovering her distress, he
said to her: "You must not be distressed or alarmed, for I am in the
hands of the Lord, who has ever watched over me with loving kindness and
tender mercies, and all he lays upon me is for my good." They arrived in
New York the twelfth day after they sailed. When he took leave of the
captain of the ship, he said: "Farewell, captain; I shall never meet you
on earth again, but we shall meet in another world. May my heavenly
Father draw you to his Son, our Lord Jesus Christ, and give you a place
in his kingdom!" When they arrived at their lodgings, which had been
previously provided for them by a kind christian friend, he appeared to
get more comfortable in a day or two than he had been since he left
home.
The doctor, who was to attend him, called the same day he arrived,
but declined making the application of his salve until the inflammation
in his eye had subsided. He, however, made an emollient application for
several days, which was of very great service to him; so much so as to
excite in Mrs. Screven very great hopes of his recovery. When the first
severe plaster was applied, he said it was much less painful than he
expected; and when, after six days, it was taken off, the effect
produced by the plaster made the prospect of his recovery still more
encouraging. The doctor said that his constitution was so much broken
down by his long affliction, that he did not wish to make an application
of the drawing salve to his eye, and therefore thought the poultices
should be continued. He would often entreat his wife not to indulge any
sanguine hopes of his recovery, for he did not expect to reach his home
again.
page 202 He said, if it were
his Lord's will, he was willing and satisfied to die even among
strangers. He was able to speak but very little, for his teeth were
almost closed. He could take no nourishment but soup, or something of
that kind. His appetite left him and his strength began to fail. His
bowels became the seat of his disorder, and his throat became so sore
that he swallowed with difficulty. Everything was done for him that
could be done. He had two physicians attending him besides the cancer
doctor. They all treated him with great kindness, and they observed that
they had never witnessed before so much christian patience and
resignation. Whenever he could speak, it was to praise God for his
mercies, and he would sometimes break forth into an ecstasy and speak of
the love of God to a perishing and rebellious world. He would thank God
for the gift of his dear Son Jesus Christ, and that he had been brought,
through grace, to take refuge in the Saviour of sinners. He would say to
his wife, "Oh, my dear! how good is the Lord! You do not know how much
mercy is displayed toward me in all my affliction; you do not know how
much sin and corruption there is in my heart to be subdued. My righteous
Lord doth all things well. Put your trust in the Lord, and he will
support you under every trial." Mrs. Screven says the day before his
departure for a better world she was sitting by his bedside while he
appeared to be in a profound sleep, but she thought his sleep did not
appear natural, and it occurred to her that he might be nearer his end
than she had supposed. She was very much overcome with the apprehension,
and when he roused up he saw that she was distressed, and said to her,
"My dearest love, do not afflict yourself; I feel better now, much
better; perhaps I may live some days yet; but you will be called
upon to pass through this trial; stay your soul on God, lean on the arm
of Jesus; he is a sure support in every time of need. I am fixed on the
rock, Christ Jesus." She observed, "I know you will be happy, I know
that Christ will receive you." He answered, "His righteousness is all my
trust; my only hope of salvation is in the merits of his blood." Mrs.
Screven regrets much her having discouraged his talking, inasmuch as it
was painful to him, but she could not believe that he was so near his
end, nor did he think the parting hour was
page 203 so near. The
Sabbath previous to this time he was very weak and drowsy all day, for
he had taken a great deal of the "black drop" the evening before. He
roused up quite late in the evening and asked, "Is this Tuesday, my
dear?" She told him, "No; that it was the Lord's day." He raised himself
up and said, "Is it possible I have spent all this precious Sabbath on
my back--the day which saw my Lord rise from the tomb?" But he would
soon relapse into a sound sleep, to all appearances. He began about this
time to be a little wandering in his mind, and would frequently speak of
home, of the church, of the servants, of the children, and of his wife.
When she would ask him what he said, he would reply that it was only in
his wanderings that he could think he was at home. Mrs. Screven states,
in the afternoon of the last day he was with her upon earth, she went to
apply a poultice to his eye; he had always, previous to this time,
assisted her in making the applications, but on this occasion he lay
perfectly helpless. She could not refrain from weeping, and when she had
finished making the application she sobbed aloud, not supposing that it
could disturb him. Her sobs, however, did arouse him, and he began
immediately to praise God and entreat her not to be afflicted, but to
make Christ her refuge, and to remember their dear children and bring
them up for God. He again become very drowsy, and spoke but little
through the night, though he had his senses to his very last breath. The
lady with whom they lodged watched with Mrs. Screven a part of this
night. When she came in, Mrs. Screven, knowing his dislike to having
strangers in his room, and fearing that he might wake up and see her
suddenly, spoke to him and told him that Mrs. M. had come in to sit a
while with her. He spoke affectionately to her, and inquired after her
health and her family. She asked him how he felt? He replied, "Quite
easy, much better than I deserve; but God is very good to me." He
observed further to her, very calmly, "The tabernacle is nearly
dissolved, but we are assured from the word of truth that we have a
building of God, an house not made with hands eternal in the heavens."
His affectionate wife sat by his bed all night, giving him his
nourishment and medicine. Whenever she would awake him for the purpose,
he would entreat her in the most affectionate manner to go to bed,
telling her that she
page 204 would be entirely
worn out, and would feel her fatigue when it was all over. He said the
Lord was with him. Of this she had consoling evidence from his
frequently calling upon the Lord as his righteousness, his precious
Saviour, and his speaking of him as his strength and Redeemer. There
never was the least indication of a fear of death, or even of a wish to
remain on earth. He would shed tears when he saw his fond wife
distressed, or when his dear children would come around him,
particularly his youngest, his little Benjamin; he would press him to
his bosom and kiss him, and say, "My God! thy will be done!" The night
preceding the morning of his departure, he complained of numbness in his
feet and legs. Just at the dawning of the day on Friday morning, Mrs.
Screven heard him sigh; she approached his bed and asked him how he
felt. He replied, if it were not for excessive weakness, he could say he
felt very well, for he had no pain at all. She saw very plainly that
there was a great change in him, and that he was rapidly approaching his
end. She called to Mrs. M. in the next room, and the family very soon
assembled. He fixed his dying eyes upon his dear partner and said, "My
dear, I am going; all will soon be over." She asked him if he felt
Christ precious; he replied, "Oh yes," and breathed his last, without
the least struggle or apparent pain, in about three minutes after. His
emancipated spirit took its flight about six o'clock Friday morning, 2d
of July, 1830--aged fifty-seven years. "Oh! how precious in the sight of
the Lord is the death of his saints!" The sainted Screven now "rests
from his labors, and his works do follow him"--works that shall endure
when the proudest monuments of earthly greatness shall have passed
away--works that shall remain before the throne of the eternal, as
fruits of his untiring zeal in the cause of his Saviour. The author was
baptized by this good man.
JACOB H. DUNHAM
Is mentioned in the preceding sketch as having been the first white
person ever baptized in Liberty county. His grandfather, Mr. William
Dunham, came to that county among the first settlers, and located on
Newport river, where he died in
page 205 1756, leaving
behind several daughters and three sons, James, Charles and John.
Mr. John Dunham removed to McIntosh county, where his son Jacob, the
subject of this notice was born, February 26, 1774. Little is known of
his youth, only that his opportunities for education were very limited,
his father being very poor and the country newly settled. He is known to
have exhibited a manly disposition and daring spirit quite uncommon for
one of his years. He was foremost in everything that required either
activity, strength, or the most undaunted courage. His marriage with
Miss Mary Baisden took place September 12th, 1799. Having settled in
Liberty county, he made a public profession of religion the 20th of
September, 1806. Two years thereafter he entered upon the work of the
ministry, which he prosecuted with energy and zeal for twenty-four
years, until his Master called him to enjoy the reward of his labors.
His field of labor was among a class of people who were unable to pay
for his services as he deserved and needed. Consequently the whole
amount he received during his whole course must have been very small.
Yet this in nowise abated his zeal; for while he toiled most laboriously
to sustain a large family, he did not spare himself from heat nor cold,
from hardships nor privations, that he might carry the glad tidings into
the highways and hedges of the surrounding country. The backwoods of
Liberty, the settlements of poor people along the Altamaha river, the
blacks about Darien and on the sea islands, (St. Catherine's, Sapelo,
etc.;) these were the fields of his labors--these the people who
joyfully received the Word from his lips. Year after year, until late in
life, would he hold his plough handles up to the very hour when he
should set out upon his mission, and then, throwing his saddle upon his
plough horse, he would press forward, with a heart burning with love to
God and man; or, launch his canoe, and help to work his own passage from
ten to fifteen miles, to carry the lamp of life to the hundreds of poor
blacks whose lots were cast on the islands adjacent. The writer has
never known a more devoted, self-sacrificing minister, nor, according to
his talents, a more useful one. Hundreds, perhaps thousands, were
converted under his ministry and baptized by his hands. No missionary in
Burmah,
page 206 in China, or
Africa, was ever more willing to sacrifice all for Christ and his cause.
It is matter of sincere regret that so little can now be collected of
the labors and usefulness of such a man. But his record is on high. His death occurred the 25th of September, 1832. A
large family were left behind, nearly all of whom have become "heirs of
the grace of life." One lovely daughter, Louisa, was snatched
away in the morning of life to join her sainted father in heaven. Though
her demise was sudden, (oh, how sudden!) yet she was prepared for it, as
is confidently believed by her friends. Only three of his children are
now living.
THOMAS RHODES
Was an extraordinary man, born in North Carolina, and baptized at
County Line church, Oglethorpe county, about 1802. He soon began to
exercise in public, and though he had been a green, awkward boy, sprung
from a family whose opportunities for refinement had not been great, yet
he astonished his acquaintances. Very soon he became a persuasive
speaker, acquired a considerable knowledge of books, quoted the Bible
correctly and fluently, and exerted for a dozen years great influence
throughout the State. Few men, with his limited opportunities for
education and general improvement in early life, have risen up so
rapidly to high reputation as a pulpit orator and theologian. His memory
was very retentive, his imagination creative, and his powers of
description unsurpassed. His person was tall and commanding, his address
easy and persuasive, and his tears would flow whenever he touched a
pathetic subject. Crowds were attracted by his reputation, which were
often deeply affected under his masterly efforts. How beautiful is this
side of the picture! What young man, desirous to be useful, does not
burn to imitate and surpass in shining qualities the example before him?
But we must look at the other side. If Mr. Rhodes' mind had been
improved in youth by a sound education, which might have served as
ballast and kept the vessel steady, the sails of his popularity
might not have overturned his vessel and destroyed all. Because he was
popular as a preacher and acquitted
page 207 himself well in
this department, he was so blinded and bedizened by the indiscreet
praises of some, that he supposed he would succeed in anything. He
entered with his sons into mercantile business; issued change bills, and
became involved. He took his sons' part--prevaricated--became deeply
involved himself, and was finally excluded for his incontinency. Oh, how
many tears were shed over his defection, and how much his brethren
Mercer, Matthews, Davis and others labored that he might see and turn
from his errors, before his sad overthrow! But he, giddy with
popularity, supposed they were jealous of his reputation and wished to
impede his progress, lest he should outshine them. Oh what sobs of
anguish have been heard at meetings, designed to bring him to see the
obliquity of his course and the injury he was inflicting on the cause of
Christ; while he would sometimes acknowledge himself in fault, but soon
give his confessions such a version as to lead his brethren to question
his sincerity.
After several trials to be restored to the ministry, (for his
ambition to preach was insatiable,) and not succeeding, with a portion
of the Williams' creek church he declared himself no longer of the
denomination, supposing he could raise up a party who would sustain him
as their leader. But in this he was mistaken--he kept sinking lower and
lower, till there was none so mean as to do him reverence. He was
afterwards restored to membership at Shiloh, and soon removed to Jasper,
where he was restored to his ministerial functions; but he never
regained his former standing. Many churches would not hear him preach.
Through the influence of his friends, as he was in reduced
circumstances, he was elected one of the commissioners for the sale of
fractions in the Cherokee purchase. He died suddenly in Milledgeville of
pleurisy, in the discharge of his duty in the office to which he was
then elected, in December, 1832, over fifty years of age.
SAMUEL CARTLEDGE
Was born in North Carolina, on the Pedee, in June, 1750. His father
removed to Columbia county (or rather to that portion now so called,)
about 1763. He was deeply convicted under the
page 208 exhortation given
by Mrs. Marshall (wife of Daniel Marshall,) in 1771, when her husband
was arrested for preaching in St. Paul's parish, and was baptized by him
in 1777. He was deacon of Kiokee church some years, and was present at
the constitution of Fishing creek church in 1783, and of the Georgia
Association in 1785. He commenced preaching about 1789--was ordained by
A. Marshall and S. Walker, and soon removed to South Carolina, where he
was pastor of Plumb Branch church about half a century. Mr. Cartledge
visited Columbia county in 1843 on horse-back, and preached as usual;
but in starting for home was thrown from his horse and so much injured
as to survive but a short time. He was ninety-three years of age and had
been in the ministry over fifty years.
Dr. Cartledge, who arrested Daniel Marshall and took him to Augusta
for trial, was afterwards baptized by Mr. Marshall and lived many years
with him in church relations. How will grace subdue our enmity, and make
friends of the bitterest enemies! This is the province of the glorious
gospel. Sin separates the strongest friendships; but grace unites in
bonds of affection that nothing can sunder. What a pleasing sight it
must have been to the spectators on the banks of the Kiokee, when he who
had formerly laid his hands on the minister of salvation, saying, "You
are my prisoner," was now led gently into the baptismal waters by that
same minister, and buried in the name of the Trinity, in the hope of a
blessed resurrection! Many a tear no doubt fell on that occasion, when
the meek preacher was repaying his persecutor with good will, and trying
to help him on towards heaven.
WILLIAM T. BRANTLY, Sr., D. D.
For forty years he was known as one of the most laborious, gifted and
successful ministers of the gospel connected with the Baptist
denomination. Monuments of his usefulness, incalculably more durable
than brass, are found in various parts of our Union. The hundreds who
have been converted to God through his instrumentality, the numerous
saints who have grown in grace under his ministry, the large numbers who
have been trained by his instructions for the important stations
page 209 which they are now
filling in life, call upon us to preserve from oblivion the memory of
one who was so dear to them and such a blessing to the world.
Dr. Brantly was born in January, 1787, in Chatham county, in the
State of North Carolina. Being one of a numerous family of children but
scantily provided with this world's goods, he was deprived of the
benefits of liberal instruction at that age when the mind is most
docile, and when the most permanent impressions are produced. This
deficiency was in part compensated by the tuition of his mother--a lady
who, though of very imperfect education, was remarkable for her piety
and decision of character. Under her care, he conceived at the tenderest
age an unusual fondness for reading, and though compelled to daily labor
upon a farm, many a volume was digested, and much valuable information
acquired in those moments when he was relieved from more urgent
avocations.
When he had about completed his fourteenth year, it pleased God to
make him a new creature. He was brought to a knowledge of the truth
during a very powerful and extensive revival of religion which was
enjoyed for several years in the States south and west of Virginia,
about the commencement of the present century. The peculiar
characteristics of his mental exercises in conversion were pungent
convictions of his sinfulness and danger. Before finding peace in
Christ, he was the subject of most distressing apprehensions of the
wrath of God. Pardon for such a sinner as he was, he thought
impossible--his perdition seemed inevitable. His faith at first very
feebly apprehended the Saviour, and if he rejoiced at all, it was with
great trembling. Nor was it until he was baptized in obedience to
Christ's command, that he was entirely delivered. It was during his
baptism, as he has been heard to say, that every doubt was dispelled,
and that he was favored with a most luminous manifestation of the divine
presence. He came up out of the water and went on his way rejoicing. The
mental agony which he suffered in the period just referred to, seems to
have been permitted as one qualification for the important work to which
he was subsequently called. It prepared him to appreciate the distress
of souls burdened with sin. In his intercourse with such persons, we
have never known one more sympathizing
page 210 and tender. When he
saw the anguish of the convicted sinner, it seemed to revive afresh the
recollection of his own sorrows. With many tears of sympathy, we have
seen him pointing hundreds of distressed ones to the Saviour, who had
delivered his "feet from falling and his soul from death."
After his conversion, Dr. Brantly seemed to have no other thought or
desire but that of devoting his life to the service of God. A profession
of religion had hardly been made, before, with a zeal which some might
deem indiscreet, but which in him was irrepressible, he commenced,
publicly and privately, wherever a hearing could be secured, exhorting
sinners to repentance. At this period, in the exuberance of his youthful
zeal, when excited by the presence of a congregation, he would become so
anxious to do good, that he has been frequently known to rise after the
regular services were concluded, and ask permission to exhort the people
further. This he did in the most affecting manner. More than one sinner
has dated his convictions to the appeals made by "that boy who spoke
after the minister had done."
Shortly after professing Christ, a wealthy friend, impressed with his
talents, tendered him such assistance as might be requisite for him to
prosecute his studies to the extent of preparation for college. The
proposition was cheerfully accepted, and he became at once a very
diligent student--not unmindful, at the same time, of the work which he
had proposed as the great business of life. In a few years he entered
South Carolina College. At this time, the institution was enjoying the
presidential labors of Jonathan Maxey, whose valuable memoirs have
recently been published, and who had previously been the distinguished
President of Brown University and of Union College. Betwixt the pupil
and the preceptor an intimacy far stronger than is ordinarily found
between those sustaining such a relationship soon grew up. The scholar
was an enthusiastic admirer of the talents, learning and piety of the
president. The latter, looking upon the student as a companion and
friend, received him into a familiar intercourse which lasted through
life. Dr. Brantly frequently reverted to the instructions and
conversations of Maxcy as having been of inexpressible value to him. If
the digression may be pardoned, we will quote from
page 211 the writings of the
former a few sentences which were penned long after the subject of them
had departed from time:
"The name of Maxcy is one greatly endeared to us, no less from
considerations of personal attachment than from admiration of talent and
excellence seldom equaled. Could we furnish a faithful picture of his
intellectual and moral worth, we should perform a service which refined
genius and elevated piety might view with instruction and delight. We
should, in such a case, set forth the accomplished scholar, the powerful
advocate of gospel truth, the preacher of inimitable eloquence, the
amiable and successful president, whose deep erudition and abundant
resources in every liberal attainment imparted character and
respectability to three colleges, which continue to hold a high rank
among the institutions of our country. But the original is gone, and the
impressions which memory preserves are too faint and imperfect to
furnish even an indistinct outline. We entertain, however, a few long
cherished impressions, which our mind, tenacious of its theme, will
always delight to hold. To the writer of this sketch, he was peculiarly
kind and accessible; and it is probable that no one living heard so much
from his lips on the all-important subject of experimental religion. He
would say to him, 'Sir, I have found that there is peace in believing.
This restless heart could never be steady until it found quietude in the
Saviour of sinners. All true religion is seated in the heart, the source
of action and virtue. Devotedness of heart implies a constant obedience
of all the affections to the divine will, and an external practical
observance of all the duties, religious and moral.'
"His preaching possessed a power and charm which we never have
witnessed to the same extent in any other man. His voice, though not
deep and heavy, was peculiarly clear and harmonious. Every syllable that
he uttered was as distinct and audible as if struck with a hammer upon
the best toned bell. His whole soul appeared to come up to his subject,
and, seizing it with a mighty grasp, to raise it up in the glow of light
and beauty to the view of his admiring and delighted hearers. Under the
pressure of a weighty theme, his strength seemed to be augmented in
proportion to the magnitude and difficulty of the subject. In such a
case, the richness of his
page 212 mind would burst
forth in a profusion of light and vigor. His fullness, on such
occasions, was overflowing, and the very waste of power was more than
common minds could bring into action. Whilst thus expanding into
greatness and sublimity with the majesty of his subject, his whole
countenance acquired peculiar expression. His piercing eye darted forth
beams of light--every feature of his face caught the tinge of animated
intelligence which his clear, emphatic voice was sounding forth for the
instruction and admiration of those who heard him. At the same time, his
language was select and most appropriate, and his whole style strictly
terse and classical. It is easy to perceive that the subject, whatever
it might be, which fell within his searching analysis, and stood forth
in the light of his eloquence, would earn the favor of a whole audience.
But when it is remembered that religion was the theme, we can readily
appreciate the influence which Dr. Maxcy exerted over the minds of men."
Though compelled, whilst in college, to sustain himself mainly by his
own exertions, Dr. Brantly took high rank as a scholar, and graduated
with distinction in 1808.
It was his design, upon graduation, to enter upon a field where he
might devote his undivided energies to the ministry. But at this period
there were probably not half a dozen churches in all South Carolina and
Georgia which sustained a regular ministry. To secure a support,
therefore, he took the rectorship of the Richmond Academy, in Augusta,
Georgia, an institution well endowed by the State. Here he remained for
about two years, teaching during the week, and preaching every Sabbath
to some of the destitute congregations in the city and vicinity. Whilst
residing in this place he was married to the sister of Governor
McDonald. In the choice of his companion he was singularly fortunate.
She was a help-meet indeed. A competent judge, who was well acquainted
with her, has said that she was a lady of such "talents, piety and
accomplishments as are rarely combined in one person." To her efficient
and affectionate tutorship, the writer has frequently heard the husband
ascribe much of that success which, under God, he was subsequently
enabled to achieve as a scholar and as a minister.
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In 1811, Dr. Brantly was invited to the pastorship of the Baptist
church in Beaufort, South Carolina, since under the care of Dr. Fuller.
In their call they said to him, "If you will come and minister to us in
spirituals, we will minister to you temporals." This was the amount of
salary tendered. Deeming it sufficient, and anxious to give his time
entirely to the ministry of the word, he resigned his situation in
Augusta, and removed to Beaufort. Here he remained for eight years,
constantly growing in usefulness, and in the affectionate regard of his
people. Sinners were converted, saints were edified, and thus Christ's
kingdom was built up through his instrumentality. In addition to his
pastoral labors in this place, he was also president of the Beaufort
college for several years. Whilst in this vocation, he numbered among
his pupils that distin guished minister, Rev. Dr. Fuller, and the Rev.
Dr. Manly, his predecessor in Charleston. The latter gentleman,
addressing his beloved preceptor and friend, during his last illness,
says to him, "To you, more than to any other man, I owe, under God,
whatever I am, or have done in the world."
During his residence in Beaufort, he was a frequent contributor to
the American Baptist Magazine, then published in Boston. His earliest
published effusions are found in this work. The surviving readers of the
periodical at the time referred to, no doubt well remember the interest
excited by the communications of "Theophilus." An eminent divine,
speaking of these articles since the death of their author, remarks,
"that they were read and reread, and laid up among the most select
treasures of memory. It will remain for the day that shall reveal hidden
things, to show what multitudes of young persons in the United States
received the tone of their intellectual and christian character from
these inspiring productions."
After he had been settled for some time in Beaufort, it was thought
that the preaching of Dr. Brantly had too much of the intellectual and
not enough of the spiritual--too much of the philosophy of christianity
and not enough of the marrow of the gospel. Though characterized by much
power and originality, it was not thought to possess that unction and
tenderness for which it was afterwards so remarkable. The zeal and ardor of the young
exhorter had sobered off into the precise
page 214 logician. He needed
something to make him more effective in reaching the heart. This he
received as the fruit of an affliction, which overwhelmed him with
unutterable sorrow. It was the death of his pious companion, which
occurred in 1818. We cannot better describe the effect which this event
produced upon him than by quoting the following extract from some of his
private writings, never designed for the public eye, and never before
given to the public. It is a striking illustration of the salutary
effect which a chastening from the Lord produces upon a christian heart.
The extract which we make is a long one. But no one, we think, who reads
it, will regret its length. He will rather regret that the limits of
this article preclude the insertion of the whole. A more beautiful and
touching piece of composition we have rarely seen.
"I have long contemplated the ravages of death, in the desolation of
those families to whose acquaintance divine Providence has directed me
in the course of my ministry. I have seen the weeping parent, trembling
in anguish over the grave of the departed child, and children, have I
seen, bewailing the loss of their parents. In scenes of diversified
grief, it has been my lot to witness a large portion of those
afflictions incident to my guilty species. But none of these things had
come near to me; only with my eyes had I seen them, and in the
sympathies of my heart had I felt them. I had seen the tide of human woe
rushing by me, and bearing others on its ruffled surface, whilst no
torrents moved me along in the swelling course. Often called to minister
comfort to others under their distress, it had been my endeavor to
identify my own case with theirs, and to raise into sanctified sorrow
that which might have seemed nothing more than natural affection. At
length the volume of grief is unrolled in my own house. I am called to
read and moisten every page with my tears. 'I was at ease, and God hath
broken me asunder.' On my eyelids he has caused to rest the shadow of
death. He has applied the hand of death to the loveliest object that
ever attracted my eyes, or warmed my heart. In a moment he has taken
from me the charms of intellect and the counsels of prudence. He has
stopped, by the coldness of a mortal chill, the sweet current of
maternal affection, and O, my God has taken from me my immortal
page 215 Anna. The tenderest
earthly name I ever read is blotted with the blackness of dissolution,
and my bleeding bosom is torn from lover and friend.
"Though it has pleased a merciful God thus to crush me with the
pressure of tribulation, yet I would not repine at his dispensation, nor
vainly fret because he has trodden me down under his awful sovereignty.
The time had arrived when it was necessary that my divided heart should
be formed to greater singleness for God, and the dross of my affections
purged from a worldly mixture which had grown alarming. A diseased soul
required the salutary hand of the great Physician; and it was reasonable
to expect that he would form the necessary prescription. Had its
selection been given up to me, my foolish and fond heart would have
inclined me to say, 'Lord, spare me in that part where, of all others, I
am most vulnerable. Let me not be cut to the heart by viewing the dying
conflict of my ever endeared wife. Spare to me the guide and companion
of my youth, the cheerer of my solitudes, the solace of my perplexities
and doubts, and the centre of my domestic joy. Cut me not off from the
sweet counsel I have taken in going with her to the house of God.'
"But I should have chosen thus to prolong her abode in the
distractions of a world uncongenial with her heavenly tendencies.
Through the whole period of nine years in which we were united, I had
seen her leaning towards heaven, bending forward towards her
incorruptible reversion, often soaring, on the pinions of a glowing
faith, above this region of clouds, and resting in the realizing support
of a spiritual home. Why, then, do I wonder that she has at last
attained the wished for summit, that her spirit has reached its native
skies, and will no more return to soothe my bleeding heart? Why should I
think it strange that the dove should seek its window, and the wanderer,
a home?
"By this stroke of his hand, the Lord has set the world before me in
the naked vanity of all its offers and enjoyments. He has refuted, by
one tremendous argument, all my extravagant calculation, and revealed
the only object of a sinner's consolation and hope. Much of my anguish
may be only the result of natural feeling and worldly attachment; yet I
am
page 216 constrained to
bless God that he has made my heart soft, though I am greatly troubled
by the overwhelming calamity which has been the means of subduing my
unrelenting nature. Hence, though my grief is a gloomy burden, I would
not have it removed. I am made a mourner all my days, and shall carry
the impress of woe deeply formed on the tablet of my heart. I can
believe, without the shadow of a doubt, that the spirit of that loved
one who has gone, now with the rapt seraph adores and burns around the
throne of God. The certainty of her high felicity must reconcile my
lacerated feelings to the idea of a short separation."
In 1819, the Trustees of the Academy in Augusta invited Dr. Brantly
to resume the rectorship. Augusta having increased considerably in size,
and promising to become one of the most important towns of the State, he
acceded to their request to return there, in the hope that he might also
be able to establish a Baptist interest in that growing community. Upon
his removal to Augusta, scarcely half a dozen Baptists could be found in
the whole city. The few, however, were collected, and he preached to
them in the chapel of the Academy on every Lord's day. The congregation
increased rapidly, and in the course of a few years he was permitted to
see, mainly through his efforts, a substantial house of worship, which
had cost twenty-two thousand dollars, and a flourishing church where the
Baptist name had recently been comparatively unknown. For seven years he
ministered to this flock "without money and without price," depending
upon his daily labor for support.
At the dedication of the church just referred to, he preached and
published a discourse on the "Beauty and Stability of Gospel
Institutions." It may be interesting to repeat the opinion expressed of
this earliest effort of Dr. Brantly by a judicious critic. Speaking of
this sermon, the "American Baptist Magazine" for March, 1822, a copy of
which is now before us, says: "This sermon is evidently the production
of a man of learning and genius. It is everywhere forcibly, and in many
places eloquently written. Although the subject is trite, yet the author
displays in the discussion of it a vigor and originality of mind which
cannot fail to interest and instruct. We have seldom
page 217 seen the progress
of christianity more eloquently sketched than in the following
paragraph:"
"'In forming a scheme for the conversion of mankind, what mind could
ever have devised one so improbable as the cross of Christ? To human
wisdom, it would have appeared an idle frenzy to think of reducing a
rebellious people to allegiance by the unmixed scandal of an ignominious
crucifixion. Of all improbable plans, this might have seemed the most
unpromising. Yet, behold what wonders are accomplished by the
unvarnished majesty of this simple fact. Without any of the aids of
learning, of authority, or of eloquence; with none of the ingenious
sophistries of the schools; without any elaborate discussions, or
studied appeals to the passions, we see humble, unassuming men carrying
in triumph a religion obnoxious to the repulsive spirit of pride and
ambition. They had the approving tokens of divine regard. Their gospel
became the power of God and the wisdom of God to them that believed; and
their work, which in itself would have been the derision of every idler,
when confirmed by the hand of the Lord supplied to thousands the
elements of a new life, struck terror into the opposing ranks of sin,
subverted the rites which antiquity had consecrated, and organized
communities for the worship of one God and one Mediator. Nor has their
case been one of uncommon occurrence. The effects of that preaching, in
which Christ crucified is the leading theme, are still stupendous. It
contains the power of a mysterious attraction. The solemn echo from
groaning Calvary is the eloquence which persuades men. Here shines the
true morality; here virtue is improved into devotion; here the soul
catches the fire of a holy inspiration, and rises to assert its kindred
with the spirits of the just.'"
Whilst a resident of Georgia, Dr. Brantly exerted an excellent
influence upon the denomination throughout the State. He was active in
organizing the Baptist Convention of the State, was zealous in
advocating the cause of missions and of ministerial education, and in
every good work he was the efficient coadjutor of the Mercers and
Armstrongs of the times. At the distance of a quarter of a century, the
salutary impression of his labors is distinctly felt and gratefully
acknowledged by large numbers.
page 218
In 1824, the pastorship of the First Baptist church in Philadelphia
became vacant by the death of the much lamented Henry Holcombe. We have
understood that in his last moments Dr. Holcombe warmly recommended Dr.
Brantly as one under whose ministrations he would be happy to leave the
church. In accordance with this suggestion, Dr. Brantly was invited to
visit them. The result of this visit was a unanimous call to be their
pastor. A large sphere of usefulness, as he deemed it, being thus
presented, he removed to Philadelphia in the spring of 1826. That
success which had crowned his labors at the South, attended them at the
North. He soon became known as one of the most eloquent preachers in the
city. Under his ministry the congregation increased; there was a number
of powerful revivals, and many who are now known as among the most
efficient and liberal members of the denomination, were brought into the
church.
In 1827, the publication entitled "The Columbian Star," which, we
believe, had previously been the property of the Baptist Triennial
Convention, was removed to Philadelphia, and the editorial department
was confided to his care. How this trust was discharged is well known,
since several thousand copies of the paper were circulated in different
parts of the Union. He continued to edit this paper for about eight
years. In its columns, during this period, may be found, we think, some
of his ablest writings. Valuable articles on church discipline,
important points of christian doctrine and practice, and essays on a
great variety of subjects everywhere abound. Could they be collected and
published, they would make a very useful, and, we doubt not, acceptable
volume.
Shortly after taking charge of the "Star," Dr. Brantly became
acquainted with a young man, then unknown to fame, with whom he was so
much pleased that he associated him with himself in the conduct of the
paper. This young man was afterwards well known as Willis Gaylord Clark,
who has written some of the sweetest of American poetry. In the literary
writings of this gentleman, which have been published since his decease,
his biographer, the Hon. Judge Conrad, of Philadelphia, thus alludes to
Mr. Clark's intercourse with Dr. Brantly:
page 219
"From his connection with Dr. Brantly, a clergyman of great eminence,
Mr. Clark derived many advantages. To an intellect of the very highest
order, a copious supply of various and rare learning, an eloquence which
illuminated whatever it was applied to, a remarkable purity and
clearness of style, and the most rigorous habits of thought, Dr. Brantly
united a spirit touched with the finest impulses of humanity and an
affability of demeanor which, while it imparted grace to his manner,
made him, in all circumstances, easy and accessible. Upon his young
friend and associate, these qualities, acting with sympathetic
influence, produced a lasting and most salutary impression. The counsels
of the divine pointed him to the path in which he ought to travel; the
example of the scholar inspired him with a generous emulation; and the
mild benevolence of the christian gentleman taught him the importance of
cultivating benignity of temper and of subduing all untoward passions."
During his residence in Philadelphia, Dr. Brantly published a volume
of sermons, being principally those which had been delivered to his
people in the regular course of pastoral labor. The interest with which
this volume was received is evinced by the fact that the whole edition
was soon disposed of and followed by still further demands. Though lucid
and forcible discourses, we do not think, as a whole, that they
sustained the expectation which his oral performances had created. They
were prepared for the press with much haste, at the urgent solicitation
of his people. Others of his sermons, which were taken down by a
stenographer as he delivered them extempore, and subsequently published
just as they were preached, we think decidedly better illustrations of
his preaching power than many of the discourses in this volume.
During his residence in this city, the degree of Doctor of Divinity
was conferred upon him by Brown University. We presume that it was
bestowed through the influence of the president of that institution, of
whose talents he was a sincere admirer.
After having been settled in Philadelphia for nearly twelve years,
Dr. Brantley's health began to fail. Apprehensive lest the severity of a
northern climate might entirely prostrate his
page 220 already shattered
constitution, at the same time what he believed to be a promising field
opening in Charleston, he resigned the charge of the church in
Philadelphia and entered upon that of the First Baptist church in the
former city. For two or three years after his removal to Charleston, he
did not enjoy that success which attended his labors in all other
places. Several members of the church, to whom he had particularly
looked for countenance and aid, taking exception to some of his views
and practices, declined cordial co-operation with their pastor. The
consequence was, that he was for a time thrown into much discouragement
and distress. In such a state of things, there were but few conversions
and many dissensions. The malcontents were finally dismissed to form a
new church. Soon after their withdrawal a better state of things began
to appear. The church and congregation then became warmly united and
ardently attached to their spiritual guide. Their affection was
reciprocated by the most indefatigable labors for their welfare. He had
the happiness of rejoicing with many new-born souls, and of burying them
with Christ in baptism. At the time that an inscrutable providence smote
him with fatal disease, the church was enjoying a deep and extensive
work of grace.
Dr. Brantley's labors, after his return to the South, were too
arduous. Shortly after his removal to Charleston, he was elected
President of the College of Charleston. Believing that he could perform
the duties of both offices, and thus extend his usefulness, he accepted
the appointment. Under his administration the College was more
prosperous than at any former period of its history. The number of
students largely increased, and the institution constantly grew in
popularity. In the meantime, unremitting labor had seriously undermined
his constitution. Whilst about to hear the recitation of the senior
class, on the 13th of July, 1844, he was attacked with a paralysis,
which, after keeping him for some months in the most affecting
prostration and helplessness, terminated fatally.
The malady which prostrated his body, also afflicted him with mental
imbecility. Although there were lucid intervals during his illness, in
which he signified to his friends as well as he was able, that he was
perfectly aware of his situation, and
page 221 fully resigned to
the divine will, yet his intellect was evidently sympathizing with his
body. Though his prostration was sudden, it was not altogether
unexpected. For two years prior to his death, he supposed himself to be
affected with a disease of the heart, which, although it did not
disqualify him for his public duties, might terminate fatally at any
moment. On one occasion, he remarked to a friend, "I have had death
constantly before me for the last two years. I have been looking for it
every day." Writing to a member of his family a few weeks before his
attack, he said, "Were I to be seized with a paralysis of the arm or
leg, I should at once become an object of wretchedness and pity." At
another time he said, "I shall break off suddenly, and I think I had
rather die in the harness."
It is evident from these expressions, that Providence afforded him a
presentiment of what awaited him. The summons did not reach him
unprepared. It found him with his armor on, doing with his might what
his hands found to do in his Master's service. He had "oil in his
vessel;" and with his lamp trimmed and burning, he promptly and
cheerfully responded to the cry, "Go ye out to meet him." He departed
this life in Augusta, Georgia, in March, 1845, in the city which had
been the scene of his early labors, and among the attached friends of
his youthful years.
It has been justly said of Dr. Brantly, that his life was an
uninterrupted scene of arduous labor. In addition to the ministerial
labors, which were always abundant, he was constantly engaged in the
instruction of youth. To him idleness was insupportably irksome. He had
a love for labor. For several years, whilst residing in Philadelphia,
besides being the pastor of one of the largest churches in that city, he
taught a school, edited a religious newspaper, rendered much service to
the Baptist Tract Society, of whose board he was the president, in the
selection of tracts, and when the agent of that society, the beloved
Davis, died, he discharged his duties for six months, in order that his
destitute family might have the benefit of the salary for this period.
His distinguished friend, the late president of the Alabama University,5.
speaking of him, says: "He was always busy, and yet never confused or
behind-hand;
page 222 and he ever found
time for all the innumerable and nameless demands which were made upon
him, whenever God and his fellow-men were to be served. The principle of
his success amid herculean labors was, first, that he attended to one
thing at a time, never suffering interruption; and secondly, he devoted
his whole energy, in the most concentrated and absorbing attention, to
whatever was before him. His mind, by use, became like a prism catching
the combined radiance of an intricate subject, and distributing it into
its elements almost in an instant."
His love for teaching amounted almost to a passion. He delighted in
that which many look upon as a drudgery. As might be expected, he was
eminently successful in imparting knowledge. Many who now occupy
important positions in the pulpit, in our national councils, and at the
bar, received much of their intellectual training from him. Wherever he
met with an indigent youth of promise, desiring instruction at his
hands, he took him under his care without
charge. He instructed gratuitously not a few, who are now useful
servants of the Lord Jesus.
As an intellectual man, Dr. Fuller says of him, "He had not many
superiors in this country." His mind was remarkable for his grand and
comprehensive views. He seemed to grasp a subject in all its bearings;
and, resolving it into its elements, could hold it up in a very
perspicuous light to others. His avocation as a teacher kept his
naturally vigorous mind in healthy exercise. He delighted in the Latin
and Greek classics, and was constantly in the habit of reading them. His
exquisite taste readily detected their beauties; and no one could be
long in his company without perceiving that his lips were " wet with
Castalian dews.
" In almost every department of learning he had attained respectable
proficiency. It was, however, in the languages and in the metaphysics
that he excelled. He was one of the most critical linguists and profound
metaphysicians which this country has ever produced. The already too
protracted length of this article will not permit us to record evidences
of his excellence as a scholar, which might be interesting and
instructive.
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It may be said, however, that preaching was the forte of Dr.
Brantly. This was ever his delightful employment. His noble person and
fine voice conferred upon him great natural advantages as an orator. He
never appeared so well as when proclaiming the gospel to perishing
sinners. It was impossible for any one to hear him, without being
convinced that he was thoroughly in earnest. He seemed to say, "I
believe, therefore I speak." Some of the discourses which he preached
were attended with extraordinary success. From twenty to thirty persons
have been known to ascribe their conviction to a single sermon.
His appeals to the backslider were frequently irresistible. He would
assail such persons with the most melting rhetoric to which we have ever
listened. It required a stout heart, indeed, to withstand the tears and
entreaties with which he would beseech them to return to their deserted
Lord.
Although the crowds that attended his ministry attest their general
acceptance of his labors, and the fruits of his efforts attest his
usefulness, yet there were occasions when he was not equal to himself.
At such times he seemed to preach with considerable difficulty, and not
to enter much into the spirit of his subject. At other times, he was too
abstract to be understood by plain people. His premises and deductions
were not readily seen and appreciated. But if he was not always forcible
and eloquent, he was always sensible, and preached, not for the purpose
of saying something, but because he had something to say. His
inequalities were chiefly owing to the fact that he was an extempore
preacher. His numerous labors did not allow him time to write his
discourses, and he was frequently constrained to depend upon very
imperfect preparation.
The author of the sketch before us says that "Dr. Brantly possessed a
facility, both in writing and speaking, such as I never knew it in any
other person; yet so severely had he trained and castigated his mind,
that this did not hinder him from attaining great excellence."
Frequently, when we have supposed him to be wholly unprepared, he would
come out upon his congregation with discourses possessing all the beauty
and force of studied compositions. In illustration of this remark, we
subjoin an extract from a sermon preached extempore, and
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written out, as nearly as could be recollected. It is an appeal to the
unconverted portion of the congregation:
"Sinners, it is precisely thus that matters stand betwixt you and
your eternal Judge. Your earth-born hearts will not relinquish their
attachments. Your lovers you have, and after them you will go. That God,
who takes no pleasure in your death, is the witness and opposer of your
desperation. Not much longer will he resist your madness; not much
longer will he endure the insulting infidelity of your hearts. Of one
thing, however, you cannot suppress the conviction: every step you take
in your journey is contrary to the will of God. Understand and
appreciate the truth now, and do not travel all the way to hell to find
it out. When once you are locked up in eternal darkness, are consigned
to the imprisonment of eternal despair, and tortured with the raging
fires of avenging justice, you will feel, when too late, that you are
indebted solely to yourselves for the sad doom. So long as forms of
horror shall haunt and terrify your spirits, and fierce passions shall
prey upon them, and inexorable despair shall hold them with its tyrant
grasp, and tormenting fiends, nurtured in your own bosoms, shall exult
and rave amid the weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth in the
horrible pit, so long will remain fastened upon your hearts the
conviction that your perdition is of yourselves. You mean to remain
unjust, ungodly, unreconciled to your own happiness and salvation.
Yourselves, then, are planting the fangs of the viper in your own bosom.
Show some mercy to yourselves, and desist from the bad enterprise of
self-immolation to the prince of hell.
"Look forward a little, and see yourselves in eternity, with
unrepented sins. Light and peace have disappeared; time's beguiling
pleasures and recurring enjoyments have ceased forever; friendship's
softening sympathies, and society's cheering smile, and humanity's
mitigating touch, have all vanished from the dismal scene; the voice of
mercy has ceased, and love's redeeming work has been completed. You are
then sad expectants of hopeless wretchedness--abandoned to your sins,
left with your tormentors within you; capable of misery, and incapable
of comfort, you are prepared for all the complex sufferings of a ruined
soul. The hell is one of your own seeking--the
page 225 bed on which you
are writhing, but not reposing, is made by your own hands. All hell
resounds with the justice of God. All heaven proclaims his
righteousness."
Dr. Brantly had the faculty of securing the strongest attachment of
those for whom he labored. His tender and sympathizing heart,
identifying him with all the vicissitudes of his people, weeping with
those that wept, and rejoicing with those that rejoiced, won their
confidence and riveted their attention. As a pastor it has been truly
said of him, that he "grew steadily in the admiration and love of his
flock." The tears and tenacity with which his beloved people in
Philadelphia clung to him, when he announced his resignation, evinced
that they were far more decided and earnest in their unanimity than when
they had called him twelve years before. The distress of the church and
congregation in Charleston, when he was smitten down, evinced the
continued strength and sincerity of their affection, after an
acquaintance of seven years. In his intercourse with his people, he was
remarkable for his candor. He was in the habit of speaking the truth in
love, in a very plain way. This trait of his character excited the
indignation of some who did not know him. They took him to be
uncharitable and overbearing, but when they understood him, their
attachment and respect were increased.
Amidst his various engagements, Dr. Brantly did not neglect the
keeping of the heart. He walked daily with God. Those who were most
intimately acquainted with him, know that his piety was a uniform flame.
He ever cherished the most humbling views of himself, and the most
exalted views of Christ. He was always the consistent christian,
thoroughly conscientious in everything which he undertook, seeming to
keep ever before him the day of final account.
It may be thought that this sketch will be incomplete if we are
silent as to the imperfections of him of whom we have been speaking. We
do not deny that there were defects in his character. He was a fallen
creature, and therefore sinful. If it could be of any benefit, we might
fill many pages with a recital of his frailties. But we think that the
good which grace accomplished through him so immeasurably exceeded any
evil which he may have done, that we may be pardoned for dwelling
page 226 upon the former to
the omission of the latter. In addition to this, it is true--and with
these words, uttered by the ever to be loved and lamented man whose life
we have attempted to sketch, we close--that "Death applies the finishing
touch to the character of a good man. This may be regarded as a reason
why his remembered history is clothed with a peculiar majesty and charm.
That spirit which once delighted us with the communications of affection
and wisdom, now wears the vestments of perfection. It is enrolled among
the spirits of the just made perfect. Its graces, once lovely on earth,
are now resplendent in heaven. Its pensive groans, once heaved from an
aching heart, are succeeded by the softest harmonies of heavenly music.
The languor and the sickness have fled for ever, and to their place have
succeeded the health and vigor of immortality. The erring judgment has
acquired those at ributes of truth and certainty which will forever
preclude future mistake and deception. It is not wonderful, then, that
our associations should draw down from the bright empyreal, whither they
have ascended, a portion of that perfection with which good men are now
arrayed, in their supernal blessedness, and place the same to the credit
of their earthly history."
"
This sun has set.
Oh, when shall other such arise?
"
SILAS MERCER.
We take the following sketch of this good man, so prominent in the
history of Georgia Baptists, from "Benedict's History of the Baptists:"
Silas Mercer was born near Currituck bay, North Carolina, in
February, 1745. His mother died while he was an infant; his father was a
zealous member of the Church of England, and carefully instructed him in
the catechism, rites and traditions of that communion. From early years
young Silas was religiously inclined, but it was not until he arrived at
manhood, that he was brought to the knowledge of salvation through a
divine Redeemer. He was for a long time embarrassed and bewildered with
that legal system which he had been taught in his mother church, and so
deeply rooted were the prejudices
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that it took him long to learn that salvation is not of works. But he at
length gained clear and consistent views of the gospel plan, and was
through his long ministry a distinguished and powerful defender of the
doctrine of free, unmerited grace.
Until after his conversion, Mr. Mercer was most violently opposed to
Dissenters in general, and to the Baptists in particular. He would on no
account hear one preach, and endeavored to dissuade all others from
attending their meetings. He most firmly believed what his father and
parson had taught him, that they were all a set of deceivers, that their
heresies were dangerous if not damnable, and that to hear one preach
would be a crime of peculiar enormity. He knew, however, but little
about them, only that they had separated from the church, and ought
therefore to be opposed and avoided. For these reasons he continued a
violent opposer to them, and zealously to defend the church; but
his ingenuous mind could not long be restrained by the shackles of
tradition, without examining things for himself; he therefore began a
course of inquiries, which gradually underminded his traditionary creed,
and led on to the Baptist ground. He first resolved to follow strictly
the rubric of the church, both in doctrine and discipline; and finding
it enjoined immerson, unless the weakness of the child required a
milder mode, he had two of his children dipped. The first a son, in a
barrel of water at the priest's house, and the other a daughter, in a
tub, which had been prepared for the purpose at the church. The son was
named Jesse, who has been a worthy minister in Georgia; he was baptized
again, on a profession of his faith, and is of course an ana-Baptist.
Mr. Mercer was also struck with the neglect of discipline in the church;
he saw with pain that persons grossly immoral in many respects were
admitted to their communion, and became convinced that things ought not
so to be. Hervey's Theron and Aspasio started him from the
Arminian system and set him on a train of reflections which issued in a
thorough conviction of the doctrine of the gospel. He labored for a time
to reform the church, but finding the building was too far gone to be
repaired, he receded from it with reluctant steps, and became a Baptist
when he was about thirty years of age, and continued from that time to
page 228 the end of his life
an ornament to their cause and a skillful defender of their
distinguishing tenets.
Few men, perhaps, have had more severe conflicts in renouncing the
prejudices of education than Mr. Mercer. His kind but bigoted father
threw in his way obstacles which he could not at first surmount; the
church priest, and the whole Episcopal fraternity around him, used the
most assiduous endeavors to prevent him from going amongst the heretical
Baptists. The first of the denomination he ever heard preach was a Mr.
Thomas, at that time a successful preacher in North Carolina. It was
with much reluctance, and with many fearful apprehensions of the
dangerous consequences, that he was induced to attend the meeting. But
in spite of all his prejudices, the preacher drew his attention and led
him to think that he was not such a dangerous deceiver as he had always
before supposed. This was on Monday. The next Lord's day, the priest
being absent, and his father being clerk, performed as usual the duties
of his office. As yet none of the family knew that Silas had been to the
Baptist meeting. After the service of the day was over, a person asked
him, in the hearing of his father, how he liked the Baptist preacher? He
was much confused and knew not what to answer; but his conscience
obliged him to express some degree of approbation, at which the old
gentleman burst into tears and exclaimed, "Silas, you are ruined!" and
out he went, hastily home. Silas, alarmed, took hastily after him to
soothe his grief and appease his resentment. The offended father and
offending son were so deeply affected with the trifling affair, that
they forgot their wives and left them to go home alone. The charm was
now broken, and from this period Mr. Mercer began to entertain more
favorable views of the people he had hitherto so much censured and
despised. Not long after this he removed to Georgia, and settled in what
is now Wilkes county, where, about 1775, he was baptized by Mr.
Alexander Scott, and united with the church at Kiokee, by which he was
almost immediately approbated to preach. At the commencement of the
American war, he fled for shelter to Halifax county, in his native
State, where he continued about six years, all of which time he was
incessantly engaged in preaching as an itinerant in different places
around; and it is
page 229 found by his
journal that, taking the whole six years together, he preached oftener
than once a day, that is, more than two thousand sermons in the time. At
the close of the war, he returned to his former residence in Georgia,
where he continued to the end of his days. In this State he labored
abundantly with good effect, and was the means of planting a number of
churches in different parts of the country. He was justly esteemed one
of the most exemplary and useful ministers in the Southern States. His
learning was not great, but having a desire that his young brethren
might obtain greater advantages than he enjoyed, he had set up a school
at his house, procured an able teacher, and was in a promising way to
promote the interests of learning in the churches around him; but in the
midst of his benevolent plans and distinguished usefulness he was, after
a short illness, removed from the scene of his employments, in 1796, in
the fifty-second year of his age.
The following portrait of Mr. Mercer's character is found in Mr.
Semple's "History of the Virginia Baptists," page 82: "Mr. Mercer, both
in countenance and manners, had considerably the appearance of
sternness, and to feel quite free in his company it was necessary to be
well acquainted with him. He seldom talked on any other subject except
religion, and when in company with young preachers, or those who might
question his doctrine or his opinions, his remarks chiefly turned on
polemical points. He was indefatigable in striving to maintain his
opinions, and for this purpose would hear any and all objections that
could be raised, and would then labor assiduously to remove them. His
arguments, however, neither in private or public life, were ever dressed
with oratorical ornaments. He spoke and acted like one who felt himself
surrounded by the impregnable bulwarks of truth, and therefore did not
wish to parley.6."
He was more distinguished as a preacher than writer, but he devoted
considerable time to study, and the following pieces were the
productions of his leisure hours:
1st. "Tyranny Exposed and True Liberty Discovered," in a 12 mo.
pamphlet of sixty-eight pages, the design of which was to show the rise,
reign and downfall of anti-Christ.
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2d. "The supposition of the Divine Right of Infants to Baptism, from
their formerly having a right to circumcision, confuted," being a letter
to a friend. This piece was not printed.
3d. "The History of Baptism," carried to some extent, but left
unfinished.
4th. Two "Letters on Election," left unpublished.
JAMES MATTHEWS, Sr.
The subject of this memoir was born in Virginia, the 15th of October,
A. D., 1755. His parents were Moses and Sarah Matthews, who were poor
but reputable members of the "High Church," as it was then called, but
without any knowledge of the regenerating influences of the Holy Spirit.
Consequently they taught their son nothing of the necessity of the
new birth. While James was quite an infant, his parents moved to
South Carolina, where he grew up to manhood, with scarcely any other
improvement than that gained by the labors of the field in procuring the
necessary support for the family.
It pleased the Lord, in his fifteenth year, to excite in him a
solicitude about his future state. It was not, however, until August of
his seventeenth year, that he became the subject of those
heart-searching convictions which resulted in his being brought, about
the middle of October, into the liberty of the gospel by faith in
Christ. After enduring many doubts and fears for several months, he was
baptized in March the following year, 1773, by Jacob Gibson, the
venerable pastor of the Baptist church on Little river, (or Broad
river,) South Carolina, with which church he united. Under the ministry
of Mr. Gibson he was nurtured for several years. About this time also,
his parents, much to his comfort, became hopeful subjects of divine
grace and united with the same church, in which profession they lived
happily, and died hopefully in a good old age.
Soon after our brother had obtained hope in Christ, his mind became
impressed with the condition of his fellow-men, and under a discourse
from Elder A. Marshall, of Georgia, his feelings became so elevated
that, ere he was aware, he was exhorting the people. After he was united
with the church, his desire to do good to the souls of his
fellow-creatures increased, and he
page 231 became more deeply
impressed with the duty of engaging in the ministry. But he was still
deterred by his want of suitable qualifications. To supply his want of
education, he endeavored to make attainments in learning by every means
in his power, but, for want of time and books, he never attained to that
degree which he so much desired. The revolutionary war taking place, he
was called into camp. Surrounded by loose, carnal company, he had but
little opportunity, and less suitableness of spirit, for preaching.
Still he could not be at rest.
When far advanced in age, he wrote to a friend that from the first
dawn of his christian hope his mind was impressed with the duty of
publicly exhorting, though he had no expectation of entering upon the
ministry--nay, the very thought was too much for him--but he could not
suppress the desire to do good to his fellow-men. He was much disposed
to solitude, and sought occasions to ride alone to meeting. One Sabbath
morning, when thus riding alone on a private road, he was impressed to
turn aside for prayer. He did so, and while at prayer the words, "I
have chosen you to preach the gospel," seemed, like thunder, to
burst from heaven into his heart. But instantly he felt a violent
opposition to what seemed to him the will of God. He went to meeting in
extreme anguish. At the close of the prayer the minister said, "Send thy
gospel far and wide; and for this end take thy gospel ministers near
thee." At hearing these words he seemed himself to be taken near, even
into the arms of the Saviour, and the words, "I have chosen you to
preach the gospel," rushed with double force on his mind, and he
trembled, so that he could scarcely regain his seat. This left an
abiding impression on his mind that God had called him to preach the
gospel to a dying world. But still he hesitated, under an appalling
sense of his want of qualifications.
In the meantime, he had married a Mrs. Jenkins, a member of the
church, by whom he had one son. But it pleased God soon to remove her
from him by death. This trying bereavement was the occasion of his
becoming excited to a more active discharge of his duty, to which he was
also encouraged by having received the approbation of the church to
preach the gospel.
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In 1782, he moved into the State of Georgia with his motherless
little boy, and united with the Red's creek church, under the care of
Elder L. Savage, in Columbia county. He preached among them, and
traveled as he had opportunity for two or three years. Having gained
their approbation and esteem, he was called to ordination, and came
under the imposition of hands by a presbytery, namely, Elders L. Savage,
D. Tinsly, S. Walker and A. Marshall, in 1785. With these excellent men
he lived in high esteem, both as a christian and as a minister, during
their lives. He now went forth as a missionary of the cross, filled with
a fervid zeal for the Lord and an ardent love for the souls of men. He
soon acquired general esteem, and his career promised, as it has by the
grace of God accomplished, much usefulness. He married his second wife
in 1786, Miss Rebecca Carlton, who was his mourning relict. She proved
to be a help meet for him indeed, and "helped him much in the
gospel." Of the twelve children, three of the sons and an infant
daughter, as also his first born son, are gone to their long home. One
of the sons has since the death of his father, been ordained to the
gospel ministry. The latter is a hopeful exhorter; and the other three
are moral and respectable citizens. The three daughters all profess hope
in Christ.
It was not long before our brother attracted the attention of the
churches, and was called into their service. The first church he was
engaged with, was situated on Briar creek, in Burke county, at
Botsford's old meeting-house.
This church was constituted before the revolutionary war, under the
ministry of that venerable man of God, Rev. Edmund Botsford, after whom
it is called to this day. During the war it had dwindled almost to
extinction; but after his connection with it, the work of the Lord
prospered under his labors. And in one year he had the unspeakable joy
to lead seventy hopefully redeemed sinners into the yielding stream, and
bury them in baptism with Christ, in hope of a glorious resurrection
with him into eternal life. The work spread and two other churches were
constituted, and the foundation of another was laid, which afterwards
was built up. The two constituted were at Buckhead and Mobley's pond. In
the former he baptized about fifty; and many others in the latter, as
page 233 well as at Rocky
creek, a branch of one of the churches. But falling sick, and remaining
with his family in a declined state of health, he deemed it expedient to
leave the low country. He moved to Wilkes county, and settled on a farm
on Clark's creek, which was his unchanged residence till death. Here he
soon became a member, and the pastor of the church at Clark's station.
He undertook the pastoral care of this church about the year 1789,
and continued it about fifteen years. During this period he enjoyed much
satisfaction. He had the esteem and confidence of church and people; and
labored much night and day for their good. His zeal and fervent mind for
the prosperity of the church and for the salvation of his congregation
are embalmed with his devout prayers and many tears, in the tenderest
recollections of his numerous and affectionate surviving friends. But
the season was barren--a wide spreading religious dearth afflicted the
State in many sections, and few churches suffered more than that at
Clark's station. From the records of the Association it appears, very
few were added to this church by baptism during his connection with it.
At length a contention took place in the church, which disposed him to
resign his office, and to unite himself with his sister church at
Fishing creek.
Of this church also, he became the pastor a few years before his
death. In this relation he continued as the pastor in much affection,
till age and disease made it necessary to retire from the office. But he
continued a member in much christian love and esteem with all the
brethren till his death. The church was in a very declined state when he
joined it, and received but few additions, (chiefly of blacks.) Of late,
however, a happy revival has taken place, and within two years nearly a
hundred members have been added. It is now in a good state of
resuscitation and joyful increase.
He was called to the pastoral supply of several other churches,
according to the custom in this part of the country, of having only
one church meeting in a month. In this relation he was engaged with
the church in Elbert county, at Hebron.
He had been instrumental in gathering and constituting this church in
the early part of his evangelical ministry, but when
page 234 he moved down the
country, Jeremiah Walker, from Virginia, became their pastor. He had
been the subject of most shameful apostasy , and professing restoration,
he also professed a change of sentiment, and adopted certain
unscriptural opinions. He was instrumental in drawing off a part of the
members to his sentiments, and soon (for his powers of argumentation
were great,) spread the defection into other churches, and succeeded, by
the help of some other preachers, in effecting a division in the
Association. This division among the Baptists (for at this time there
was only one Baptist Association in Georgia,) filled the State with
controversy. In those severe conflicts which tried men's souls, our
beloved brother was much shaken. He was affectionately connected with
several of the seceding party, and very much so with Mr. Walker, which
circumstance contributed not a little to his indecision and want of
firmness. But it pleased the Lord, as he believed, to save him from this
unsoundness of mind, and more than ever to confirm his sentiments
respecting the sovereign and free grace of God. In reference to this
fact only a little before his death, he wrote to a friend thus: "My life
is just gone--but had I a thousand lives and ten thousand tongues, I
would willingly spend them all in the delightful work--in
preaching the same doctrines, and in the same
denomination. I say the same doctrine, for once the great
Jeremiah Walker had well nigh led me to embrace the Arminian
sentiments. Had it not been for my experience, the works of Providence
and grace, more especially the character and goodness of God, I should
have embraced those delusive errors." However, after his engagement with
the regular part of this church, the death of Mr. Walker occurred, and
his influence died with him. Several of the disaffected members returned
and sought union again with their deserted brethren, and better times
ensued. He had the happiness of receiving sixty or seventy to baptism
and the fellowship of the church in the term of his service with them,
which was about twenty-five years. But the meeting-house being situated
between Broad and Savannah rivers, and other churches being constituted
in more commodious places contiguous, and the number of members
diminishing by deaths and removals, the church
page 235 was regularly
dissolved and the members united with the adjoining churches.
Our brother was early in his ministry engaged with the church at
Rocky Spring.
The church was situated in Wilkes (now Lincoln) county, near the
Savannah river. Here he labored with good effect and much harmony and
christian affection for thirty years. He enjoyed two precious revivals,
and baptized many happy believers. His own is, "That in one of these
gracious seasons I baptized near by one hundred," and it is a fair
calculation that in the other, and at all times, he did not receive less
than one hundred. But we have no data at hand which will precisely show
how many. The veneration and christian estimation in which he was held
by church and people, fully appears in a letter and resolution he
received from them on the occasion of his leaving.
He served the church also as a pastoral supply for twenty years or
more at Newford.
This church lies in the northeast of Wilkes county, and here the
labors of our brother were blessed with two precious revivals, in which
he baptized more than a hundred, and saw the work of the Lord prosper in
his hands. Here he labored until afflictions, a few years before his
death, made it necessary to retire from all his pastoral services.
In the same capacity he also attended a church in South Carolina, at
Buffalo. In this church he had not the happiness to enjoy much success.
He continued his labors for five years, baptized a few only, and
declined his attendance. He then gave his services to the church at
Greenwood. Here he enjoyed a good degree of success. In the short time
he was engaged with this church he baptized about fifty. But some young
ministers being raised up, after two years he left the church to their
care and retired.
In the course of his ministry, which continued upwards of forty
years, he aided in the constitution of five churches and in the
ordination of twenty-one ministers, and was the instrument of much
usefulness. He died in a good old age of seventy-three years, highly
esteemed for his work's sake. In his civil and social life he was
innocent, honorable and generous. As a
page 236 christian, he was
devoted and persevering. As a minister, in prayer fervent, in
exhortation warm, in doctrine clear--in all, ardent, zealous and
indefatigable. He lived as he died, in the Lord. His views of himself
were very humble; he walked much in the vale of tears, and conversed
much with his own heart. He often complained of his want of spiritual
comforts to his confidential religious friends. Yet he was often on the
mount enjoying the light of heaven and of God.
He was particularly anxious for the salvation of his children. He was
zealous to "bring them up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord." He
poured out his prayers and strong cries to God for them; yet he saw no
lasting symptoms of permanent hope until they were all grown and chiefly
settled in families. This gave him "great heaviness and continual sorrow
in his heart." He made several unsuccessful efforts to have them all
assembled together once before he died, that he might detail to
them his own christian experience and ground of hope, and address to
them, as it were, his dying admonition. This he effected, in connection
with a meeting to be continued several days, held at the church near
him, some time before his death. One evening they all repaired to his
house together with several of his brethren in the ministry, and having
called the attention of all, he stated his earnest desire for their
salvation, and his reasons for wishing them all together and the design
of his address. He then rehearsed at length his religious experience and
hope of salvation, and with much affection and earnestness exhorted them
to flee from the wrath to come--to Jesus Christ the only Saviour. All
was solemn, impressive and interesting.
It pleased God, a little before his decease, to bring his son, named
after himself, to the hope of the gospel, and to incline his mind to the
ministry. His daughters soon after became hopeful believers, and, just
before his death, another son made a declaration of his faith in Christ
and transmitted an account of his experience to his father, but it was
not received by the family until it was too late.
Our beloved brother was the subject of severe and protracted
afflictions, which he bore with patience and fortitude. In addition to
many other infirmities he lost his hearing. This was
page 237 truly an affliction
to him, as it broke off almost altogether his social enjoyments and
intercourse. But it was observed that though he could not hear himself
speak, he preached with more ardor and clearness than before. About two
years before his decease he was sick, in the view of all his friends and
of himself, unto death. He was happily sustained in his religious
feelings. His beloved pastor, Rev. James Armstrong, visited him, to whom
he said, "After my departure, I wish you, or my brother Jesse Mercer--if
he returns home in time, (for he was in New York, attending the General
Convention,)--to deliver a discourse to my friends and brethren, from
II. Corinthians, v. 8." But it was the will of God to raise him up, and
he afterwards enjoyed pretty good health, and traveled and preached
considerably. His last tour was to attend the General Association of
Georgia, where he preached the closing sermon, under sensible
indications, as was reported by them that heard him, that it was to be
his last.
In his final sickness he languished for many days. His faith was
fixed and his soul serene. When prayer was about to be made, he
perceiving it, said, "Pray not for my recovery, for I wish to go." When
almost past articulation, he said to his much beloved brother Mercer, in
broken accents, "I believe I shall die of this disease.
"
O, for some angel bands to bear
My soul up to the skies,
Where years of long salvation roll,
And glory never dies.
"
His pain in some measure ceased for some time before his death, and
he lay quite composed, waiting till his change should come, which
occurred on the afternoon of June 5th, 1828. His remains were deposited
in his own grave-yard, at his late residence. A short time after, his
funeral sermon was preached by Mr. Mercer, from the text of his choice,
"Willing rather to be absent from the body, and to be present with the
Lord."
Part 17
page 238 EDMUND BYNE.
This eminently pious and laborious servant of Christ was born and
brought up to manhood in King and Queen county, Virginia. He was
impressed with the reality and importance of divine things by the
following dream, while he was yet a child: It seemed as if the judgment
day had come. He saw Christ, the judge, sitting on a dazzling throne.
Men were called, one by one, before him, and received their eternal
doom. When it came to his turn, he was compelled to approach the judge.
A large book was opened, in which he was required to read; and, to his
utter astonishment, he saw therein a catalogue of all the sins he had
ever committed. When he had read over the list, the judge looked upon
him with a stern countenance, and demanded of him whether he was "guilty
or not guilty?" He was about to open his mouth to pass sentence upon
himself, when his agitation caused him to awake. The seriousness which
ensued gave his parents (who were members of the high church) great
anxiety. They supposed their son, who was a promising youth, to be
somewhat deranged. Accordingly, blisters were applied to his head, and
he was treated otherwise as a lunatic.
After this, his convictions were deepened by a public discussion
between one Iverson Lewis (an uncle of his) and an Episcopal clergyman,
on the subject of religion. Mr. Lewis was not then a professor, but
afterwards became an eminent Baptist preacher in Virginia. He undertook
to convince the clergyman and his members that they were all going to
perdition together, and that, too, from the scriptures. His quotations
were such as made solemn impressions on the mind of young Byne.
At what precise age he was converted, is not known. But he was a man
of family when he was baptized, as will hereafter appear. At the time he
obtained a hope in the pardoning mercy of God, he had agreed to run a
horse-race, on which a large amount of money was bet. Horse-racing and
dancing were so common in Virginia in those days, it was almost
impossible to live and not be connected with them in some way. As soon
as Mr. Byne felt the love of God in his heart, he went
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the race and tried to get off from his engagement to run. He was flatly
told, if he did not run he should pay the bet. "Well," said Byne, "I'll
run; but, if I win, (which I am sure I shall do,) I'll give every dollar
to some charitable object." An immense crowd was collected on the
race-field. Mr. Byne won the race, as he expected. When he had received
the purse, he called the attention of the crowd, informed them of his
effort to get off from running the race, and of his intention to devote
the contents of the purse to charitable purposes, and closed by
exhorting them to turn to the Lord. "And now," said he, "I shall run no
other race except one--that is, the race to heaven. Farewell!"
When the Baptists began to preach in Virginia, he went to hear them,
much against the wishes of his relatives and friends. Having been taught
by them the way of the Lord more perfectly, he resolved to submit to the
ordinance of baptism. When he went down into the water, his oldest son
(then a youth, not fully grown,) rode into the stream, threatening to
horsewhip the minister. To such indignities and insults did our fathers
have to submit in those days! Not many years thereafter, this young man,
who had married and settled some distance from his father, was himself
brought to a saving acquaintance with Christ. He and his father set out
simultaneously to visit each other on the joyous occasion. They
approached one another on the road--but the son was so absorbed in
devotion, his eyes following heavenwards where his thoughts led, as not
to discover his father until they met. "John, where are you going?" "To
heaven," was the immediate reply. The father and son rushed into each
others arms, and a scene followed upon which God smiled, and over which
angels rejoiced.
In 1785, Mr. Byne and several other families from Virginia landed in
Savannah. They had a most boisterous and dangerous passage out, having
been at sea six weeks, most of the time driven with the tempests hither
and thither. Having letters of introduction to the Governor of Georgia,
they were kindly received, and had a house furnished them for temporary
use by that excellent functionary. Mr. Byne soon found a home in Burke
county, where he lived, and labored, and died.
He and his wife had not long been settled in their new abode,
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them of a glorious revival of religion, then prevailing in Virginia. Mr.
Byne had commenced preaching before he came to Georgia; and now his
spirit was so stirred within him, that he and his wife went throughout
the neighborhood, from house to house, exhorting the people and praying
with them. Religion was a hissing and a by-word in Burke county; but as
these pious souls sent up their prayers, with strong cries and tears,
the Lord avenged them speedily. Under his preaching, many souls were
born into Zion. The Rocky creek church called Mr. Byne to ordination,
which he had several times declined in his native State. Now, he felt it
his duty to yield to the wishes of his brethren, and especially of those
who had recently been converted under his ministry. Accordingly, he was
ordained by David Tinsley and Loveless Savidge, and soon baptized some
seventy or eighty persons.
Though of some eccentricity of character, he was nevertheless a
fearless and faithful servant of the Lord, as will appear
from the following anecdotes. Not long after he joined the church, he
was invited by some of his former companions in sin to attend a dancing
party, which he engaged to do, on condition, expressly agreed to,
that he should give direction to all the exercises of the evening. When
the party assembled, Mr. Byne appeared in their midst, accompanied by
several church members, who were good singers. The violin at length sent
forth its enlivening notes, when a young lady stepped up to him, and
invited the preacher to lead in the dance. He politely took her arm,
stepped out on the floor, required the music to cease, and after
reminding the managers of the condition upon which he agreed to attend,
struck up a spiritual song. The church members immediately joined him.
The song concluded, he engaged in prayer. Another song was followed by a
second prayer. By this time tears were flowing from many eyes. The ball
was converted into a prayer meeting. The people of the house, with
others of the company, became pious, and this was the last dance ever
attempted to be held there. After his removal to Georgia, he was in the
habit of preaching at Waynesboro, in Burke county. A certain Mr. Jones,
who was unfriendly to religion, threatened that if Mr. Byne came again
to Waynesboro to preach, he intended to give him a text that
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Sure enough, the next time he rose before the people, Mr. Jones was
there, and demanded of Mr. Byne to preach without meditation from the
words, "Ye serpents, ye generation of vipers, who hath warned you to
flee from the wrath that is to come!" So little did Mr. Jones know about
the Scriptures, that he understood the words according to their
literal meaning. It was a good weapon for Mr. Byne, and it was said
he used it to such effect that Mr. Jones declared he "never would give
another Baptist preacher a cudgel with which to beat his own head."
When advanced in life, his infirmities were such as to render it
necessary that he should resign all pastoral charges. He had been a most
laborious and self-denying preacher. No state of weather, however
inclement, could stop him from his appointments. When the rain poured in
torrents, he would put on his great-coat, wrap a blanket about his
shoulders, and post off to his meetings. Though confined mostly to his
house for several months preceding his death, yet a short time before
his departure he insisted on being propped up with pillows in his
carriage and conveyed to the regular meeting of the church of which he
was a member. He was helped into the meeting-house, and, being bolstered
up in front of the pulpit, he addressed the congregation for the last
time. He spoke as a dying man indeed! It was a solemn and affecting
season. Several afterwards joined the church who dated their awakening
from these last words of God's aged servant. He returned to his home to
die, which solemn event took place in February, 1814.
DOZIER THORNTON.
The subject of this notice was also a Virginian. Lunenburg county was
the place of his birth, which occurred April 14th, 1755. His father's
name was Mark Thornton, and his mother's Susannah Dozier. The former was
a High Churchman and the latter a Baptist. In youth he was fond of
playing on the violin and other instruments. When he left the paternal
roof, he engaged in the business of overseeing in the upper part
of North Carolina, where he had opportunities of hearing the gospel from
the lips of a Baptist minister of the name of Lunsford.
page 242 The word was
sanctified to his conviction, and after enduring great distress of mind
for several weeks, he was enabled to embrace Christ as his Saviour while
following his plough in the field. He immediately ungeared his horse,
went to the house of his employer, (a widow woman,) and told her and the
family of the great things God had done for his soul. He then asked
permission to talk to the servants, which being granted, he exhorted
them to forsake their sins and turn to God. Thus he began to preach
Jesus before he joined the church. He was baptized by Elder Lunsford,
and soon thereafter ordained by him and others.
He soon extended his labors far and wide, and preached incessantly.
Several churches were raised up as the fruits of his early labors. After
his marriage to a Miss Hill, he removed to Georgia and settled in Elbert
county, about the year 1784.
The brethren in North Carolina whom he left so reluctantly, obtained
a promise from him to visit them as often as possible. He accordingly
made several tours back to the old North State, in one of which he
experienced a gracious revival in one of his old churches and baptized a
considerable number. During his journeys to and from North Carolina,
many things occurred which are worthy of being recorded. A few of these
only can we introduce here. Stopping at a house one evening, where he
intended to pass the night, he saw some signs which led him to inquire
of his host "If the family had been to meeting?" "Yes." "To a Baptist
meeting?" "No, they are a people that I hate; I would not give house
room to any of them." "You must, then, turn me out of doors, for I am a
Baptist. But what objections have you to the Baptists?" "They are an
ignorant people, and I will not come down so low as to talk to them."
His horse was immediately brought out, and our preacher left the
inhospitable abode of his Episcopal landlord.
On another occasion, he met a female near one of his appointments,
whom he asked, "Have you heard of meeting at such a place?" "Yes." "Are
you not going?" "No, I can't go; I have no shoes to wear." Having passed
her a short distance, it occurred to him that he had but one dollar;
yet, as the scripture came to his mind, "He that giveth to the poor
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Lord," he turned around, and calling the woman, gave her that one
dollar, telling her to buy herself shoes and go to meeting
hereafter--then went on his way with a light heart. He was then three
hundred miles from home, and not a cent in his pocket. Having reached
his appointment and preached, however, his brethren (who knew nothing of
his want of funds,) presented him with four dollars.
Late one evening he rode up to a house. The woman was engaged in
milking cows. The first salutation was, "I say, good woman, are you a
christian?" "I hope so?" Having obtained her husband's consent to pass
the night with them, he alighted. Supper over, he asked the woman to
give a reason for the hope she professed. She related a sound
christian experience, whereupon he inquired, "Why have you not been
baptized?" "It is what I have greatly desired, but there is no church
within some forty miles of us, and I have as yet had no opportunity to
obey the Saviour's command in this matter." "Are you willing for me to
baptize you now?" "Yes, by all means." A torch was soon prepared by her
husband; they three repaired to a creek some half a mile distant, where
he buried this believing woman in baptism. The next morning he left with
her a certificate of her baptism and proceeded on his tour.
The same day he came in sight of a fine dwelling, discoverable
through a beautiful avenue, shaded with trees on either side. A strong
impression came upon his mind to go up to the house and pray for its
inhabitants. Without hesitation, he turned up the avenue. The lady came
to the door, to whom he promptly stated his errand. She kindly invited
him to alight and come in, and though neither she nor any of the family
made any pretensions to religion, the strange preacher was
treated with great respect. The husband being absent, the lady, two sons
and two daughters, with the domestics, listened to the good man's
exhortation, his song, and bowed with him in prayer, while he fervently
plead with God on their behalf. This done, he bade them farewell and
departed, expecting to see them no more this side of the eternal world.
Several months afterwards, two strange young men came into Elbert
county, inquiring for Rev. Dozier Thornton, who proved to be
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family above referred to, and who, with their mother and sisters, had,
by his visit, all been awakened to a sense of their lost condition as
sinners, had been hopefully converted, and had now traveled all the way
from North Carolina to seek baptism at the hands of him whose prayer had
been answered in their salvation. They were accordingly baptized, and
returned homewards rejoicing.
For a time, in connection with Thomas Johnson and Littleton Meeks, he
acted as a missionary to the Cherokee Indians.
A flourishing church, situated on Hightower river, was constituted
and kept up among them until their emigration to the West. In this
service he endured great deprivations and hardships. Once he and
Littleton Meeks lost their way among the mountains, and after traveling
until a late hour at night, they were compelled to take up in the woods,
without fire or food, and wait for the dawning of the day. They were
prevented from closing their eyes in sleep by the barking of the foxes
and the howling of wolves.
The churches at Dover's creek and Van's creek were raised up under
his ministry soon after he came to Georgia, of which he was pastor near
forty years with the exception of about twenty months, which he spent in
Kentucky. He removed to that State with a view to a permanent residence,
but soon became convinced that he was not acting under the guidance of
Providence, and returned to his old neighborhood in Elbert county, where
he spent the remainder of his life. It is related of him that on one of
his journeys to Kentucky he fell in with a family among the mountains,
living in a small, fertile valley, which was thickly settled by a most
irreligious community. Finding out that he was a preacher, they invited
him to stop for the night, promising that they would blow the horn
in a certain manner, which would cause the neighbors to collect, when he
could preach to them. He was the more willing to comply when he was
assured there had not been a sermon preached among them for twelve
years. About sunset the horn was accordingly blown, and he had a
congregation of about thirty, to whom he dispensed the word. The most of
them were much affected and begged him to leave an appointment for his
return. He accordingly agreed to preach to them again on a certain
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home. When he did return, however, it was with several other travelers,
with whom he was desirous to keep company through the Indian nation, as
it was perilous to pass through that region alone. As they would not
wait, however, he permitted them to leave him behind. His meeting in the
valley of the mountains was one of so much interest, that he concluded
to continue waiting upon the Lord several days. He accordingly held a
protracted meeting, baptized a goodly number of believers, whom he
constituted into a church. With one of their number, who seemed to
possess a gift for teaching, he left his Bible and hymn book,
admonishing him and his brethren to continue faithful unto death.
About a year afterwards, Mr. Thornton, after spending a restless
night, rose early one morning and told his wife he must go and see his
children whom he had left in the wilderness. The same day he was on the
road. When he reached the valley, to his surprise he found the people
had erected a comfortable house for the worship of God, and that many
others had experienced saving grace through the instrumentality of him
with whom he had left his Bible and hymn book. This brother Mr. Thornton
ordained, the new converts were baptized, they were all commended to the
care of the Good Shepherd, and he bade them farewell, to see their faces
no more on earth.
He raised eight sons and eleven daughters, all of whom are members of
the church except one. Rev. Reuben Thornton, an excellent minister, was
one of his children. He departed this life in Franklin county, in this
State, in September, 1843, in the ninetieth year of his age.
THOMAS WALSH,
Of Irish descent, was born in Savannah, Georgia, about 1800, and was
apprenticed to the printing business. He united with the Methodists, but
expressed scruples about their baptism. He was licensed to preach, and
sent to Athens to prepare for college, sustained by the Georgia
Education Society. While at Athens, his previous convictions of duty
about baptism returned, and he could not be silent. He writes his wife,
(then
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it seems had long been convinced of the duty of following the Saviour,
and she entreats him to return to that city, that they may both be
baptized together.
Mr. Walsh was attempted to be dissuaded from joining the Baptists by
a distinguished Methodist minister, who represented the Calvinistic
faith in most horrible colors. This for a while staggered the young
disciple. He desired baptism from an authorized administrator, but he
could not adopt the Baptist faith with its supposed decrees and partial
election. Soon after this, Fuller's works fell into his hands. After
reading them, he found no difficulty, for, said he, "If these be the
views of the Baptists, I can adopt them with all my heart."
After his baptism in Savannah, by Rev. H. O. Wyer, he removed his
family to Athens, was taken under the patronage of the Georgia Baptist
Convention, and advised to take a regular collegiate course. But he was
poor, and the support he received was not actually sufficient to relieve
his wants. One day he went to purchase a little sugar with the last
dollar he possessed. He expended three-fourths of his all, and returning
to the post-office in a despairing state of mind, was told there was a
letter for him--postage twenty-five cents. He hesitated about expending
his last cent, but, on opening the letter, found enclosed twenty
dollars. The kind donor was never known to him.
After remaining a year or two in college he returned to Savannah,
where he acted for a time as city missionary. In this sphere he was
eminently useful, but continued in it only about a year, when he was
called to the pastoral charge of Robertsville church, South Carolina. To
this enlightened and wealthy church he greatly endeared himself; yet,
owing mainly to the state of his health, he was induced to remove hence
to Coosahatchie. While in South Carolina he received ample support, and
was thus enabled to devote all his energies to the improvement of his
mind. The consequence was, he rose rapidly in reputation and was soon
considered one of the ablest ministers in the Savannah River
Association, and, indeed, in the State. He had been to attend a session
of that body in 1833, was taken sick at Dr. Ayre's, and lived only some
two weeks. His remains were taken back to Coosahatchie.
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He was accused after his death of leaning towards the Episcopalians,
and the report went out that if he had lived he would have joined that
denomination. The only ground for this report was the friendship between
Mr. Walsh and the Episcopal minister of Coosahatchie. He was a man of an
amiable and affectionate disposition, and was a speaker of rare talents.
Few men of his age were so eloquent.
VINCENT THARP,
A native of Virginia, was born in 1760, and bore arms in the cause of
his country towards the close of the revolutionary war. His first wife
was a Miss Rogers, by whom he had two children, a son and a daughter.
During his first marriage he removed to South Carolina, and thence with
his second wife, a Miss Persons, to Warren county, in this State. Owing
to the hardness of the times, and his being a poor man, he learned the
gunsmith's trade, and was said to be a superior workman. Before he
entered upon the ministry he acted as a magistrate in his neighborhood.
He was baptized into Briar Creek church, Warren county, and was also
licensed and ordained there, about the year 1800. He served that church
as pastor several years, also Sweetwater and Rocky Creek, in Burke
county. Soon after the purchase, which extended to the Ocmulgee river,
he removed to Twiggs county, where many of his descendants are still to
be found, and who are among the most respectable and wealthy citizens of
the county. Among these may be mentioned Rev. Charnick Tharp, a
son, and Rev. B. F. Tharp, (now of Houston county,) a grand-son.
He was a member and the pastor of Stone Creek church, now one of the
most flourishing churches in the State. That church was gathered under
Rev. Henry Hooten, who resigned in favor of Mr. Tharp. His labors here
and elsewhere were owned of the Lord in the salvation of many souls. To
the time of his death he was moderator of the Ebenezer Association.
Benevolence and hospitality were prominent traits in his
character. He was always "careful to entertain strangers," and his house
was the home of God's people, of every name. He delighted in the society
of certain brethren, Polhill, Franklin,
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Baker, Maginty, Mercer and others, by whom he was frequently visited. He
died in 1825, in the triumphs of that faith which he had so long
preached to others. His end was peace.
JEREMIAH REEVES, Jr.
Jeremiah Reeves, Jr., was the second son of Jeremiah Reeves, Sr., and
Jane, his wife, whose maiden name was Brazile. He was born in Halifax
county, North Carolina, on the third day of November, 1772, and removed
with his father's family to Georgia in his twelfth year. He obtained
hope that God for Christ's sake had pardoned his sins, in the year
1804--was added to the Church at Sardis, Wilkes county, Georgia, in the
same year. "With regard to his conviction or conversion I7.
have no data but my own recollection. One incident is now fresh, because
at the time it made a most powerful impression. I was then in my eighth
year; he was a man of lively turn of mind and fond of such
company. Now for the incident. I went in company with him to a
distillery in the neighborhood; (I have heard him say since, in relating
his experience, he went there to try to drive off his melancholy
feelings.) While there, I saw him once or more shedding tears, which
affected me. We, however, left for home; when about half the distance,
he stopped and wept aloud. Said he to me, "Son, go home and tell your
mother I am such a vile sinner I believe the Lord is about to kill me."
I obeyed, went home; he left the road and went into the woods. My
mother, on my arrival, went in search; found him near night, and brought
him home, still weeping. During the night he found deliverance; prayed
with the family next morning, which I have no recollection of his ever
failing to do, night and morning, from that time till his death. He held
family prayers always, when even confined to a sick bed."
He was chosen and ordained to the office of deacon of Sardis church
in 1806, and commenced public exercise in prayer and exhortation soon
after he united with the church. In 1813, the church at Skull Shoals
sent an invitation to him, as also the church at Sardis, to take the
pastoral charge of them.
page 249 Sardis church
submitted the matter to him, requesting him to relate his call to the
ministry, which he did. But he being somewhat undetermined with regard
to his fitness, requested an indefinite suspension of the matter. The
church, however, proceeded to license him at the next conference, (he
having become more reconciled,) in the words of the church minutes, "for
further proof of his ministry." At the July conference, 1813, the church
agreed to call a presbytery for the purpose of his ordination. Wednesday
after the fourth Sabbath in August, 1813, was the day set apart. The
presbytery, composed of Matthews, Rhodes and Davis, met according to
appointment, and proceeded to his ordination. He then responded to the
call of the churches above named, and became their pastor in the same
year. In the year 1815, having received a call from a church in Clarke
county, and from one in Morgan, he removed from Wilkes to the former
county. His labors were confined to those and contiguous counties for
eight years, serving the three churches alluded to a portion of the
time. In 1823, being impressed that it was his duty to change his field
of labor, to some extent, and having received a call from two churches
in Jackson county, he removed to said county, serving one church still
(Mar's Hill) in Clarke county, and Walnut Fork and Academy, in Jackson.
Here (a brother, I. Davis, from that county, writes me) "he encountered
considerable difficulty and persecution on account of his stern advocacy
of the mission and temperance cause. The Association (the Sarepta) in
which he was then thrown, was anti. At that time he persevered
temperately but firmly, till he became instrumental in forming many
societies throughout the bounds of the Association, and also the means
of getting up a good missionary spirit."
While resident in Jackson county, he received an appointment from the
Georgia Baptist Convention. His field of labor was mostly confined to
the Cherokee country. He traveled two years through that section, part
of the time on his own account, and part under appointment of the
Convention; met with and encountered many hardships, as the country was
wild and just settling up. He was one of the first pioneers to that
section of the State--aided in constituting several churches,
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formed temperance societies, and inculcated the missionary spirit
wherever his lot was cast.
He was married to Mary Echols in the year 1794, in the twenty-second
year of his age. She united with the church a short time after he did;
was the mother of nine children--five sons and four daughters. Two of
the daughters are dead and two living. Five sons yet living, three of
them members of the church, and both daughters also. The old lady
survived him several years.
His labors as a minister was not characterized by any great
accessions at any one time to his churches, but by gradual increase of
such as wore well. His churches were generally well disciplined. It was
his practice to urge strenuously and to have kept up weekly prayer
meetings at the respective meeting-houses he attended, or in the
neighborhood. Prayer was always his great weapon of defense. He prayed
much. "I recollect an incident, which is as follows: An individual in
the neighborhood, a wicked man, fell out with the old man; rode up to
the gate one day and called father out, abused him much, threatening to
sue him. He replied calmly to the threat by saying, 'I will sue you,
too.' 'Sue me?' was the inquiry, accompanied with abuse. 'Yes, I will
sue you at the court of heaven. There it is where I institute all my
suits, and where I enter all my appeals, and have hitherto had justice
done me, and I am sure I will have it again.' In his family worship, and
I presume in private, he did not fail for some time to present this
man's case to a throne of grace. The consequence was, that after the
lapse of time, that man became his friend without any explanation on the
part of father."
"He died at my house, at Mount Zion, on the 27th of January, 1737, in
the sixty-fifth year of his age. His remains were interred in the
burying ground of the Baptist church at said village.
"He was then on a tour of several weeks' appointments in the low
country. He preached, sang and prayed at intervals during his whole
sickness, which lasted some two weeks, during which time he would
frequently urge me to take him in some vehicle to meet his appointments,
remarking that it was a settled principle with him not to disappoint a
congregation. Toward
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his illness he lost the power of recollection, but seemed to retain his
rationality. A few incidents in a short way:
"When he was found to be sinking, the physician prescribed
brandy-toddy. (He at this time could not tell what was his own, the name
of his companion, or any of his children, or that he had any family.)
The toddy was offered; he refused, which was the first thing refused
from the hands of his physician or friends during his illness, remarking
in his own words, "That is the old Prince--I cannot encounter him; I
know his power too well. I have long since declared against him." As
remarked, he seemed to have lost the power of recollection, from the
fact we could not bring his mind to bear upon any circumstance in his
former days. All seemed to be lost so far as pertained to the things of
this world. But speak of the Saviour, or God the Father, or of heaven,
he was as perfectly conversant as at any time in his life, and when he
could not tell his own name, would quote scripture as correctly, sing
hymns, pray as connectedly and as appropriately as I ever heard him. Not
an hour before his death, Mr. Bryan, a Presbyterian brother, was asked
to pray. He accordingly sang; father joined in the singing; would wait
for the giving out of the lines, as the rest of us. When we knelt down,
father commenced audibly to pray as Mr. Bryan did; both prayed. He
closed before Mr. Bryan, continued to respond to Mr. Bryan's petitions
until he closed--and yet could not tell where he was!
"He bore his affliction with patient resignation, was sensible of his
death, and possessed strong confidence of his acceptance with God."
JABEZ PLEIADES MARSHALL.
Jabez P. Marshall was the eldest son of the venerable and lamented
Abraham Marshall. He had an only brother, and they were the only
children of their father; and as they were the children of rather his
old age, like Jacob of old, he entertained for them a peculiar fondness.
Jabez grew up rather in a prodigal way; full of the fashion and the
pride of life, he exhibited very little regard for religion, though his
father took great
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up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord. He was desirous also to
afford him every opportunity for improvement and for the acquisition of
that knowledge which he thought necessary to his future usefulness.
Still, however, Jabez was bent upon a course of evil, frivolity and
vanity. While at college in Athens, Georgia, he was very wild, and
seemed more like a son of an infidel than of a pious, gospel minister.
Some of his friends feared that all the care and expense of his anxious
father would be lost or turned to bad account.
But it was pleasing to the Lord, about the time our young friend
graduated, or soon after, to bring his mind under serious conviction for
sin. He saw himself a sinner, justly condemned by the holy law and
exposed to everlasting wrath and misery. He knew not what to do. It was
then that he inquired anxiously what he must do to be saved? but could
find no relief by all that he could do, until he at length came to rely
simply and alone upon Christ and him crucified. In him he saw a
righteousness every way sufficient to justify him against all the claims
of Divine Justice, to pardon all his sins, though mountain high in
magnitude and in number, and to render him accepted in the beloved. Upon
this he united with the church at the Kiokee, and soon after began to
exhort his fellow-men to flee from the wrath to come. In due time he was
licensed to preach, and not a great while thereafter he was ordained to
the work of the ministry.
There was something in our young brother, perhaps constitutional,
which gave him an air of vanity and fickleness, and from which many of
his friends feared for his success; but he rose above all their fears,
and soon convinced them that he was a chosen vessel of the Lord to be an
able minister of the New Testament. He succeeded his father in the
pastoral office in the Kiokee church, in which he served with increasing
affection and usefulness until his death.
As regards his religious sentiments, he was strictly a
predestinarian. His theme was free grace. He believed that man, as a
sinner, is totally depraved--dead in trespasses and sins, so that
nothing good can be done until that state is changed; and that this can
be done alone by the spirit of life in Christ Jesus.
page 253 But still he held
men to be morally bound to obey God, according to his righteous claims
on them as rational beings, accountable for the right use of their
natural powers, and justly condemned for not rendering them back to God
in holy obedience. That none did this, and consequently all were justly
condemned. He inculcated practical religion on professors as the only
evidence of a gracious state and the means whereby they can glorify God.
He was a thorough-going missionary, and engaged in all the benevolent
plans of the day, zealously advocating every scheme which seemed to be
calculated to carry out the commission and fulfill the commands of
Christ.
As a preacher he was studious, aiming constantly at a strict
compliance with the injunction of Paul on Timothy, regarding it as an
injunction alike upon all that minister in holy things: "Study to show
thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed,
rightly dividing the word of truth." As the priests were to bring none
but beaten oil into the tabernacle for light, our brother thought it
wrong for him to bring discourses into the church, which cost him no
care, and in this sense attempt to worship God with unbeaten oil.
In the delivery of his sermons he was clear, zealous and touching.
Sometimes, apart from his eccentricities, which were regretted by his
friends, he was eloquent and profound.
As regards his general course, he was persevering, punctual and
indefatigable. His body was frail and his constitution weak. It is
believed his incessant labors and the little care he seemed to take of
himself, were the cause, speaking after the manner of men, of his early
removal. The immediate cause of his death was the measles, which excited
the latent diseases of his constitution, baffled all medical skill, and
terminated his earthly existence, in April, 1832.
JEPTHA VINING.
Very little of the early life of this veteran soldier of the cross is
known. Where he was born, or where educated; where or when he entered
upon the work of the ministry, is alike hidden in the obscurity of the
past. The first account we have of him is, in 1755 he was a messenger of
the Lynch's creek church
page 254 in the Charleston
Association. He is marked in the minutes as a minister, and the
presumption is, was at this time, pastor of the church. He appears again
as the representative of the Upper Fork of Lynch's creek, and this is
all the record we find of him in the Charleston Association.
But from sundry persons who have emigrated from that part of South
Carolina to this State, with whom we have had an intimate acquaintance,
some of whom were members of the said Lynch's creek church, and who sat
under his ministry, we have learned that he was a zealous, faithful and
very successful minister of the gospel. He, it is believed, was
instrumental in rearing up several churches in that section before he
removed to Georgia, which was during, or soon after the revolutionary
war. It appears he settled upon the Rocky Comfort creek, about twelve
miles above Louisville. Here he commenced preaching, and soon raised a
church, which was called Providence, and is still in existence.
Having lost his wife at this place, he, some time after, sought and
found another, about twenty miles above, on the Ogeechee river, to which
place he removed his residence, and immediately commenced preaching at a
Mr. Fowler's, where his ministry was so blessed that a church was
constituted, and still exists as the Long Creek church of Ogeechee
He was called to the pastoral care of this church, whilst he continued
also to supply the Providence church. He was instrumental in getting up
some other preaching establishments, but whether he acted as pastor in
any, save the two already mentioned, does not certainly appear. He
closed his distinguished and useful life about the year 1787, in full
belief of the truth of those doctrines he had advocated during his long
and successful ministry.
Mr. Vining was a firm believer in the Calvinistic doctrines, and, of
course, constantly defended them--such as election, predestination,
effectual calling, and the final perseverance of the saints
through grace to eternal glory. These were his constant and favorite
topics. It has been, we know, the opinion of many that the preaching of
these doctrines is not favorable to the conversion of sinners; but the
reverse of this was manifested in the ministry of Mr. Vining. He
preached the doctrine of election without reserve. It was his theme, and
yet few have
page 255 been more
successful in the conversion of sinners to God, and in promoting
practical godliness in the churches.
REV. SAMUEL SPRY LAW.
The Rev. Samuel Spry Law, the son of Joseph and Elizabeth Law, was
born in Liberty county, Georgia, in the year 1774. His father removed
from Charleston, South Carolina, some years before the birth of his son,
Samuel, and settled on the seaboard of Liberty county, and engaged in
planting. He was a man of piety--a member of the Episcopal church--of
strict integrity and great firmness. His mother, whose maiden name was
Spry, was a woman of uncommon fortitude, as we may learn from a little
incident in her life, which occurred during the darkest period of the
revolutionary war. On one occasion, while her husband was absent from
home, their house was plundered by the tories. She was alone with her
children. Upon leaving, they attempted to set fire to the house, but to
this she would not submit. As soon as they had kindled a fire, she
extinguished it, for which she was knocked down. They attempted to fire
the building the second time, and the second time she put the fire out
and was knocked down. This was repeated the third time, when some of the
party, with a little more feeling than the rest, persuaded their
companions to desist and not burn the house. Their son, Samuel,
inherited the firmness of his parents, for he was a man of undaunted
courage and great firmness of purpose. He grew up during the days of
"saddlebag teachers" and "old-field schools"--names very expressive of
the intellectual furniture of the schoolmaster, and literary fertility
of the institutions--and he consequently received only the barest
rudiments of an English education, such as spelling, reading, writing
and simple arithmetic. The best advantages he enjoyed during his youth,
were from a two years' residence in the family of a French Marquis, on
Sapelo island. In that family he learned to speak the French language
with tolerable fluency, and he there acquired that ease and suavity of
manners which continued with him through life.
After he became of age and settled in life, his position in society
gave him the advantages of association with intelligent
page 256 and educated men,
which his naturally strong mind and sound judgment turned to good
account. His occupation was that of a planter. Up to the age of forty,
he was strictly a man of the world. He was a man of high toned feeling,
proud, fond of gay life, generous and hospitable almost to a fault. He
was passionately fond of military life, and indulged his taste as far as
circumstances would allow. At the age of twenty-five, he married Miss
Mary Anderson, of Liberty county, who lived but eleven months after the
marriage. She left one son, who survived his mother but eighteen months.
In 1802, he was married to Miss Rebecca G. Hughes, of Charleston, by
whom he had ten children, some of whom are still living. Soon after his
second marriage, he made Sunbury the place of his summer residence. In
this place there was a Congregational church, and about this time a
Baptist church began to rise up under the labors of Rev. C. O. Screven.
Mr. Law and his family became members of the congregation of the
Congregational church, and some time after his connection with that
congregation, he was elected clerk of the selectmen, as we learn from a
letter dated 1811, written by the Baptist church to the Congregational
church, and addressed to Captain S. S. Law, as clerk of the selectmen of
the Congregational church. In the opposition (and there was much,) that
was made to the establishment of a Baptist church in Sunbury, he took a
very active part. Some one or two years after this, his wife having
experienced a change of heart, expressed a desire to unite herself to
the Baptist church. This was very much against his wishes, and contrary
to his expectations, still he did not oppose her, but simply said to
her, "You can do as you please; but remember, when I become a christian,
I shall go the other way." It was about this time that, rejecting the
doctrine of regeneration, he commenced becoming moralist, upon which he
rested his hope of acceptance with God. In accordance with his plan, he
became a strict moralist, holding worship morning and evening in his
family, which he continued for a while, but at length, "finding it
useless," as he said, he gave it up. This attempt at self-justification
by good works, doubtless arose from a heart ill at ease respecting his
future state.
Among his papers was found a brief account of his feelings, the fall
of 1814, before his conversion; it was written after his
page 257 conversion. Here
follows as much of it as is deemed necessary: "The day I was forty years
of age, I thought much of another world, and prayed most fervently to
God that if there really was another state of existence, and a change of
heart was necessary, that I might be convinced of it before the year was
out, or rather before I was forty-one years of age. My mind was more
serious than usual all the fall; frequently found myself absorbed in
thought, and at times so absent that I was hardly able to attend to
business. In the month of December following, a Mr. Flint, a young
clergyman from New England, came to my house. I was pleased with his
appearance and manners; he was to preach in the meeting-house in the
evening. I at first thought I would go and hear him preach; again I
concluded I would not go; that I seldom heard any preaching which was of
benefit to me. The thought then occurred to me that on my birth-day I
had prayed to be made sensible of the reality of religion, and if there
was any truth in it, to be convinced of it in the course of the year.
This question was then suggested to my mind: What are considered the
effectual means of salvation? God maketh the reading, but more
especially the preaching of his word, an effectual means of salvation.
While reflecting upon this answer, the expression, 'especially the
preaching of his word,' struck me so forcibly that my mind was made up
in an instant to go and hear the preaching in the evening, which I did.
While standing up during the first prayer, my heart was lifted up to God
in prayer, that if a change of heart was necessary to salvation, I might
be convinced of it that night. The sermon was from the text, 'Repent,
for the kingdom of heaven is at hand.' During the sermon, I felt that
the foundations of my moral system were giving away, and that I must
repent of even my self-righteousness, which I had thought would carry me
to heaven. When I went to bed that night, I felt that I was one of the
worst kind of men."
The January following, 1815, being major of cavalry, he was ordered
with the squadron to join the troops assembling in Darien to repel a
threatened attack upon the place by the English. The stirring scenes of
military service would in all probability have erased from his mind the
favorable impressions that had been made upon his heart just the month
before, but God was
page 258 watching over and
guarding the good seed that had been sown in his heart. When one day he
was about to engage in drilling the squadron, he was taken suddenly ill
and would have fallen from his horse, but was prevented by his aid and a
very intimate and dear friend, Captain Joseph Jones, then commanding the
Liberty Independent Troop, who took him from his horse and carried him
to his quarters. He continued very sick during the stay of the troops in
Darien, and he was not able to return home until some time after the
army was disbanded upon the declaration of peace. The circumstance of
his sudden attack impressed his mind deeply with the uncertainty of life
and his entire unfitness for death. As soon as he could ride he returned
home, more deeply impressed with the necessity of a change of heart and
more troubled about sin than when he left it. He continued in a very
distressed and dejected state of mind until the April following, when he
found peace in believing in Jesus Christ. A few days after indulging a
hope, he applied to the Sunbury Baptist church for membership, and being
received for baptism, he was, on the 30th of April, 1815, baptized by
Rev. C. O. Screven, the pastor, and became a member of the church. Years
afterward, when reverting to this period of his life, I have heard him
state that when he left his house to go to the church to relate his
experience, he felt that his strength would fail him before he reached
the meeting-house. His feet seemed weighted with lead. He felt that his
mind was all darkness, that he had nothing to say, and he wondered why
he was going. After reaching the meeting, and he was called upon to
relate what God had done for him, he arose and commenced, and though at
first embarrassed, yet soon light burst in upon his mind. His heart
became filled with the love of God, his tongue became loosed, and he
knew not when or where to stop. So affecting was the relation he gave of
God's merciful dealings with him, that there was not, I have heard an
eye witness state, a dry eye in the house. In the brief account he gives
of his conversion, from which an extract has already been given, he thus
speaks of his feelings after his conversion: "I feel that I have been
asleep for many years and have just a woke--all nature is more beautiful
around me, whereas all was gloom and despair. God has withdrawn far from
me, and
page 259 left me to myself
because I did not desire the knowledge of his ways. I had thought I
would build up a system of morality to save myself, until he convinced
me that it was without any foundation, and he overthrew it all at once,
just when I was consoling myself that I was getting it to be a very
perfect structure. No man on earth could have convinced me of my error,
and I did not attribute it to anything Mr. Flint said, or to his
knowledge of the human heart, but that he was sent by God with such
words in his mouth to convince me that I must repent of all my sins, and
even of all my self-righteousness, and that I must build upon the chief
corner-stone, Jesus Christ. After my conversion, I commenced the worship
of God in my family. I had once before attempted it, but gave it up,
considering it useless, but I now regard it as one of my most important
duties and one of the greatest pleasures of life to acknowledge our sins
before God, to ask for pardon, to return thanks for all his blessings,
and to glorify his great name. Indeed, I feel that I might as well try
to live without food and sleep as to live without endeavoring to glorify
God."
His connecting himself with a Baptist church was somewhat remarkable,
as all his former prejudices were in favor of the pœdo-Baptists. He had
been brought up in the faith of pœdo-baptism. His father was an
Episcopalian, and all his brothers who had professed religion were
members of a pœdo-Baptist church. But he consulted not with flesh and
flood, and taking his Bible for his guide, he followed what he believed
to be its teachings. This disposition to follow not men but the word of
God, as the only infallible rule of faith and practice, which was thus
clearly manifested in his first step in his christian life, governed him
through the whole of it. Conscious of great spiritual ignorance, but
relying upon the safety of the direction with the promise annexed, "If
any man lack wisdom, let him ask of God, who giveth liberally and
upbraideth not," he applied himself diligently to the study of the
scriptures. He asked and studied, and studied and asked again, and he
asked and studied not in vain. The almost worn out leaves of his Bible
are witnesses of his constant application, and there are many now living
who can testify to the thoroughness and soundness of his knowledge of
the fundamental doctrines of the Bible.
page 260
From the records of the Sunbury Baptist church we learn that he was
elected clerk of the church in the place of Sumner Winn, resigned, on
the 17th of August, 1816, a little more than a year after becoming a
member.
Having lost his second wife, he was married to Miss Temperance Wood,
of Sunbury, on the 1st of December, 1818. By this marriage he had three
children, of whom only one survives.
May 15th, 1819, he was elected and ordained to the sacred office of
deacon. No one, perhaps, possessed more fully than he did the
qualifications for this sacred office. He "sed the office of a deacon
well," for he did thereby "purchase to himself a good degree," whether
by this be meant an elevated station as a christian, or a higher post,
the office of elder or bishop, and he did, sooner than christians
generally, acquire great boldness in the faith. In filling the office of
a deacon, he did not limit himself to serving tables. He freely and
humbly exercised the gifts God had given him, having an ardent desire to
glorify God in his day and generation. The health of Mr. Screven being
infirm, from a cancer in one of his eyes, he gave him much assistance in
attending to the colored people of the church and congregation. In the
conference and social prayer meeting he expounded the scriptures and
exhorted his brethren to diligence and perseverance in the divine life.
His precepts in the religious meeting were eminently enforced by his
daily walk. He labored diligently and perseveringly after that
attainment in piety to which he exhorted his brethren.
Having for several years exercised his gifts before the church, and
having in the opinion of his brethren made considerable progress in
knowledge and piety, and showing considerable aptness to teach, his
brethren, in order to increase his usefulness, urged upon him the
acceptance of a license to preach, which he did. The first notice we
have of his preaching as a licentiate is from a minute in the church
records, dated November 19th, 1825, in which it is stated that he
preached the sermon preparatory to the Lord's Supper--we presume because
of the indisposition of the pastor. On account of the great destitution
of ministerial labor within the bounds of the Sunbury Baptist
Association--many of the churches being almost entirely without the
ministration of the word--the church
page 261 called him to go
forth as an evangelist, and to this end they invited a presbytery, which
convened in the Sunbury Baptist church, December 27th, 1827, who, having
examined him, proceeded to ordain him. The presbytery consisted of
William B. Johnson, D. D., elders Wilson Conner, Jacob Dunham, James
Shannon, and the pastor, Charles O. Screven.
It was with particular reference to the wants of the colored people
on the seaboard, and the poor white churches of the Sunbury Association,
that, in obedience to the call of his brethren, the subject of this
sketch consented to assume the duties and responsibilities of the
ministry. This was the field of his choice for the desire of his heart
was to do good, and in this field he felt he could do the most good. But
the providence of God disappointed him in his design of confining his
labors exclusively to this field. The Rev. C. O. Screven becoming
entirely disabled for preaching from the cancer in his eye, resigned the
pastoral charge of the Sunbury Baptist church, May 16th, 1829. The
church, in her destitute situation, looked to him to go in and out
before them, and to break unto them the bread of life. He was unwilling
to take the oversight of them, because, from his want of education, he
felt that he was not qualified to be the religious teacher of such a
congregation as then met in Sunbury for worship. But rather than the
church should suffer, and there being hundreds of colored people
connected with it who must be taken care of, he determined, in the
strength of the Lord, to take up the cross in their service. In
connection with this church, he also served, but not as pastor, the
North Newport Baptist church, Liberty county. Though, by this
arrangement, his itinerating was curtailed, still it placed him,
perhaps, more fully in one part of the field of his choice--the colored
people; for there were a great many connected with the churches and
congregations he now labored with. To the colored people of the North
Newport church and congregation he devoted the afternoon of every
Sabbath he preached in that church.
In the fall of 1830, his son, J. S. Law, returned from the North,
where he had been pursuing a course of theological studies. As the
church could now be supplied without him, and still wishing to carry out
his original plans, he gave up the
page 262 charge of the
church. The following year, receiving a call from the North Newport
church to become its pastor, he accepted the call, as this would not
interfere with his plans, but further them, and took a letter of
dismission from the Sunbury church to the former. About this time the
Rev. C. C. Jones commenced his labors among the colored people in
Liberty county, and he found in him a warm, zealous and efficient
supporter and fellow-laborer. Oh, how his heart leaped for joy when he
first witnessed the performances of the colored children in the
Sabbath-school, under the instruction of Mr. Jones. He rejoiced, for in
this system of instruction he saw the prospect of materially and
permanently improving the moral character of our colored population.
Three or four years before his death, he gave up the charge of the
North Newport church and gave his whole time to preaching to the poor
white churches in the back parts of Liberty county, and in some of the
adjoining counties, and also to the colored people.
We come now to the closing days of his life, which "were, indeed,
dark, painful, distressing in the extreme."
From his strong frame, robust constitution, almost uninterrupted
health and his habit of life, one would have judged that he certainly
would have lived out the full measure of the days allotted to man in
this life. But, without any previous sickness, his health, without any
apparent cause, began suddenly to decline in the summer of 1836. The
best medical advice was obtained upon the first indications of disease,
but it was of no avail, for he continued gradually to waste away, in
flesh and strength. He suffered no pain, but experienced a most
unpleasant and indescribable sensation in his left side, which he more
than once said he would cheerfully exchange for acute pain. He was not
confined to his bed nor to the house during the first part of his
sickness. His appetite was good, and he experienced no inconvenience
from eating whatever he relished. Every remedy tried by his physicians
failed, and they were at a loss to know what was the true nature or
precise location of his disease. To one of his physicians, who was
speaking to him of the novelty and hidden nature of his complaint, he
calmly replied, "God has a way to take every man out of the world,
page 263 and the disease
from which I am suffering is the way in which I am to go." He seemed
fully impressed from the first of the attack that he should not recover.
He arranged all his worldly matters in the first stage of his sickness,
and then dismissed them from his mind as things with which he had no
more to do. He often spoke of his approaching dissolution, and he truly
spoke of it as one who was strong in the Lord. No doubt overshadowed his
faith--no fear disturbed his hope. His soul rested with unshaken
confidence in the merits of Christ for acceptance with God. He was
usually cheerful, yet it was the cheerfulness of the christian chastened
to a temper becoming one who felt that the time of his departure was at
hand. Such being the uniform tenor of his mind during the summer and
fall, how great was my astonishment when, on the 9th of January, 1837,
at four o'clock in the morning, he had me called to him.8.
When I came to his bedside, he told me, with the deepest distress, that
he had been deceiving himself; that he had never known Christ. He
expressed himself in such a manner as induced me to ask him if he had
been living in any secret sin. He exclaimed, "God forbid! I have never
sinned knowingly and intentionally against God since I professed the
name of Jesus. But," said he, "I am lost, I shall be damned." I was so
perfectly astounded I knew not what to say. After a little pause, he
again exclaimed, "But God will be glorified!" I asked him if the thought
that God would be glorified in his destruction gave him any
satisfaction? He replied, "Yes, the glory of God is all I desire,
whether it be in my salvation or in my condemnation--if He be glorified,
I am satisfied." I remarked to him that an unregenerate man could not
feel so. He answered, "My mind is much enlightened, but my heart is
destitute of holiness." Finding it useless to argue the point with him,
I turned the conversation so as to lead him to express himself upon the
great love of Christ, his favorite theme. It had the desired effect; he
was soon melted into tears, and after a few moments, became composed in
his mind.
The next day, Tuesday, he was still more gloomy than at any former
period. He said he was without hope and without God. I told him his
feelings were the result of his disease. He replied,
page 264 "Do not deceive
yourself; I am a monument of God's vengeance, and he will make me an
example to all others." I took him to ride and tried in every way to
divert his mind, but it was useless--dark melancholy seemed settled
immovably on his mind. For the first time I feared he was becoming
insane. He had not yet been confined to bed. Though I hoped and prayed
God would save his servant from such a terrible affliction as the loss
of his reason, yet he saw fit to order otherwise. On Friday morning the
seal of insanity was fixed, blotting out all hope, and overshadowing the
whole family with the deepest gloom. On that terrible morning he became
angry with me for praying for him during family worship. He had not
risen from his bed. He called me to his bedside, and in the most
preemptory manner commanded me never to pray for him again. He refused
his food, and gave such evidence of entire insanity that from that day
until I closed his eyes in death I never left him. To the inquiries of
his friends who came to see him respecting his health, he had but one
answer, "Lost, lost forever!" His physician now blistered him
extensively, which confined him to his bed, and which he never left
until carried to the place appointed for all living. For whole nights
would he lie without closing his eyes, grinding his teeth and speaking
in the most terrific language of the destruction that was coming upon
him. Sometimes he would rouse up from his slumbers at night and inquire,
"Is it time or eternity?" Upon being answered that it was still time, he
would in the most thrilling manner exclaim, "Eternity! oh, eternity,
eternity!" During his derangement, which lasted until a few hours before
his death, he had two lucid intervals. Of one of them, the last before
the day of his death, being the clearest and longest, though only
lasting three hours, and the most satisfactory, I shall give a minute
account of it: On Wednesday morning, 1st of February, his paroxysm of
insanity was unusually violent and he was entirely unmanageable. He
would not allow me to do anything for him, not even to approach his bed.
About midday I heard him say, as though speaking to himself, "I cannot
give up Christ." He then beckoned me to him. On going to him, he asked
me if I thought he would ever give up Christ? I replied, "No, I am
satisfied that you cannot." He then said, "I
page 265 shall never give
him up." He asked me to pray for him, which I did. I regarded this
request as a good indication of returning reason, for it was the first
time he had made such a request since the morning he angrily commanded
me not to do it. After prayer I recited several passages of scripture to
him, with which he seemed much pleased. Upon repeating the verse "I
reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be
compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us," he exclaimed,
"Glorious truth! delightful truth!" I also repeated, "We are saved by
grace, through faith, and that not of ourselves, it is the gift of God."
He remarked, "Grace, grace, and only grace." I repeated many more
suitable to his condition, which seemed to fill him with delight, and,
what was a little remarkable, of every verse I quoted he would
immediately tell me in what gospel or epistle and chapter it was, and
its number. Whilst engaged in this exercise I placed my fingers upon his
pulse and found it so feeble I thought he was sinking. Upon doing this
he remarked to me, "I am almost gone." I asked him if his head had not
been very much confused? He replied, "Yes, but it is much clearer now."
As soon as I was satisfied that he was himself, I called the family and
told them his reason had returned, but I thought he was sinking fast. He
recognized the different members of the family. About this time a very
dear and intimate friend of his came to the house, and I asked him if he
wished to see him? He said "Yes." Upon his coming into the room he
grasped his hand and thus spoke to him, "Have you come to see me? Have
you any hope? What is your hope? Oh, I beg you as a dying man not to put
off repentance another day. You see what a poor, wretched creature I
should be if I had put off repentance to a dying bed." As soon as the
brethren in Sunbury heard of his situation they came to see him. He
addressed them all affectionately by name and told them he was going
home. But his hour had not yet come. He had not yet drunk to the full of
the cup his heavenly father had given him to drink. As soon as his fever
returned, he lost himself and became as entirely deranged as ever. His
sufferings increased as he drew near his end. On Saturday, the 4th, he
was again more lucid in his mind, but it was very apparent that he was
page 266 failing fast. About
two o'clock in the afternoon he suffered the most excruciating pains. He
would entreat us not to keep him, he was anxious to depart, for he felt
that he rested upon the "Rock of Ages" and had no cause of fear. From
the last mentioned hour until eleven o'clock at night, when he closed
his eyes in death, he had scarcely a moment's ease. During these hours
of increased and increasing pain we were continually shifting his
position, but he found no ease until death came. Precisely at eleven
o'clock p. m., 4th of February, 1837, I closed his eyes, and thus closed
a scene of suffering and affliction which, thank God, is seldom felt or
witnessed. During the above scene I heard him indistinctly articulate,
"Acts 7th," had not time then to look for the passage, and in the
wretched state of my mind I could not think of any verse in the chapter
suited to his case, but it was evidently the fifty-ninth verse, "Lord
Jesus, receive my spirit."
He was indeed baptized in sufferings, that he might, no doubt, rise
to that far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory. Oh, how sweet
must have been his entrance into rest! How gloriously great his
transition from a world of suffering to a heaven of unspeakable bliss!
It is not flattery, nor is it saying too much to state that few, if
any, ever made more rapid progress in piety, and in the knowledge of our
Lord Jesus Christ. Neither is it said to his praise, but to the
magnifying of that grace which made him what he was. Religion was not
with him a mere profession, neither was he governed by mere impulse in
the discharge of its duties, but it was fixed in his heart as a living,
abiding and sanctifying principle, impressing itself upon his character
in every relation of life. In the very beginning of his christian life,
he made holiness of heart the chief aim, and the service of God the
great business of life; and to these two objects he devoted time,
talents and property. In the very outset, long before he entered upon
the ministry, he gave much of his time to prayer and the study of the
scriptures. When business called him away from his study, he carried
with him his pocket testament, that he might employ his leisure moments
in reading and meditating upon divine truth. He "searched the scriptures
page 267 daily." He was in
the habit of rising early in the morning and spending the time before
the hour of family worship arrived in devotional exercises. To this may
be attributed the fervor and spirituality with which he conducted this
delightful exercise. He was ever careful to suffer nothing, aside from
the providence of God, to interfere with worship in his family, morning
and evening. His domestic altar was held most sacred, and upon it he
seemed ever anxious to lay his best sacrifice. In conducting worship in
his family, his custom was to accompany the portion of scripture read
with some practical remarks, suited to the wants and understandings of
his family. He was, indeed, the christian in his house, seeking, by
precept and example, to lead his children and servants to Christ. In the
church he seemed to have but one end in view--the honor and glory of
Christ. To his brethren he was kind, affectionate and faithful,
sympathizing with them in their afflictions, warning them when careless,
and reproving them when they offended. He regarded it as a high
privilege, as well as sacred duty, to aid his pastor in every way he
could in advancing the cause of Christ. In his intercourse with men of
the world, he never lost sight of his calling as a christian, nor of
their condition as sinners against God. Hence, he never lost an
opportunity of speaking a word for God. So common was it with him to
change conversation from worldly topies to those of a religious nature,
that it was often said by his worldly acquaintances, "No matter what you
talk about to Mr. Law, he will find something in it upon which to change
the conversation to the subject of your soul's salvation."
He attained unto great spirituality of mind, and if it be true that
"out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaketh," then was his
heart full of the love of Christ, the holiness of God, and the blessings
of salvation, for these subjects formed the burden of his conversation.
He was a most scrupulous observer of the Sabbath; he "emembered the
Sabbath day to keep it holy." By Saturday evening sunset, all his
worldly business was closed up and laid aside, and he commenced the
preparation of his heart and mind for the duties of the approaching
Sabbath. So thoroughly was his mind trained to communion with divine
things on this holy day that, on one
page 268 occasion, after he
entered the ministry, he was threatened with great pecuniary loss, from
the failure of a friend for whom he had indorsed, which cost him much
trouble and anxiety for weeks before he got through with it; and, though
he was harassed and worried during the week, yet he told me
afterwards that when the Sabbath came his mind was as perfectly calm and
free from all disturbances of a worldly nature as it would have been had
no difficulties existed. He spoke of it as a manifestation of God's
goodness to him.
During his christian course, he was called to pass through some dark
and severe scenes of affliction. By the bedside of an affectionate wife
and five children has he been seen to stand, at different times, in all
the calm serenity of submission to the will of God, and placing his hand
upon their eyes closing in death, express the resignation of his soul in
the solemn words of inspiration, "The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken
away; blessed be the name of the Lord." His confidence in God seemed
never shaken. The chastisements of his heavenly Father taught him not to
love the world, nor the things of the world, and clothed him with
humility as with a garment. Such was his resignation under these
afflictions that an intimate friend of his--a man of the world--upon one
occasion of severe bereavement, remarked that his religion had destroyed
his natural sensibilities. But could that friend have witnessed the deep
struggle, the bitter conflict between natural affection and the duty of
submission to the will of God, he would have been constrained to
acknowledge that the affections of the heart had not been impaired, but
subdued to the recognition of a higher relation, for a more affectionate
husband and father never lived. He was a christian of the kindest and
most benevolent feelings. During seasons of severe sickness in Sunbury
he was found day and night by the side of the sick and dying,
administering to soul and body.
As a christian master, he felt deeply the responsibilities of his
station. Frequently, upon visiting his plantation, he would call his
servants off from their work and assemble them for religious
instruction. He often talked to them privately and personally respecting
their soul's salvation. He treated those of his servants who professed
religion as fellow-christians. He
page 269 never punished them
for misconduct before laying their case before the church. He was an
active and liberal supporter of all the benevolent institutions of the
day. He conscientiously gave according as the Lord had prospered him,
and if the loss of a crop rendered stricter economy necessary, he
economized in his family, and not in his contributions to the Lord. He
lived as one who was not his own, but bought with a price, even with the
precious blood of Christ.
As a preacher, it was not to be expected, inasmuch as he never
received an education, was altogether unaccustomed to study, and did not
enter the ministry until late in life, that he would have become what is
usually termed a great preacher; but, under all disadvantages, it may,
in strict truth, be said, he did become a good preacher, able to divide
the word of truth aright, and to give each his portion in due season. If
to preach the word, be instant in season, out of season, reprove,
rebuke, exhort, with all long suffering and doctrine, constitute a good
minister of Jesus Christ, then was he one.
His sermons were prepared with much care and study, in doing which he
used no other help than a Bible, with Scott's references. It was in this
way he studied the scriptures almost exclusively, interpreting scripture
by scripture. His sermons were sound and practical, generally well
arranged, and often exhibiting deep thought and much patient study. Upon
the great doctrine of "justification by faith" he dwelt much, and upon
this subject he preached with great power, In preaching upon all the
fundamental doctrines of the gospel, he was free from all speculation,
and from everything like an attempt to be wise above what is written. He
was content to give a plain, scriptural view of his subject and enforce
the obvious duties it imposed on men. In preaching, he showed great
familiarity with the scriptures, quoting freely and accurately from
them, and giving chapter and verse from memory. In his delivery he was
fluent, rapid and animated, always throwing his whole soul into the
application of his discourses. He was much gifted in prayer. In
witnessing his pulpit performances, one could not but feel that he was
listening to a man who spake as though standing in the presence of the
Great Head of the church. He preached the gospel without charge to the
churches, but with
page 270 cost to himself;
for, though he had a large family to provide for and educate, a small
property to do it with, and somewhat in debt, making the most rigid
economy necessary in order to get along, yet he paid another to attend
to his business, that he might give himself wholly to the work of the
ministry. He trusted in the Lord, for in the Lord Jehovah he knew was
everlasting strength.
AUGUSTUS O. BACON.
Augustus O. Bacon, the son of Thomas and Sarah H. Bacon, and grandson
of the late Rev. Dr. Holcombe, was born in Liberty county, Ga., on the
17th January, 1816. His parents were both members of the Baptist church.
They studiously and prayerfully endeavored to imbue the mind of their
son with the great principles of christianity, and to impress upon his
heart and conscience the inestimable value and importance of an early
dedication of himself to the service of Christ. Nor did they, while thus
training him up for heaven, neglect the discipline and cultivation of
his mental faculties. He was sent at an early age to the best school the
neighborhood could afford, which was at Walthourville. Here he was
regularly prepared for college. As to his early history, it will be
necessary to say but little. From his childhood, his conduct was
unexceptionable--he was famed for his truth and integrity, and was
singled out as a worthy example for those of his own age. He strove to
ascertain the path of duty, and when once ascertained, pursued it with
undeviating firmness. He was never known to do deliberately what he
conscientiously believed to be wrong. Such is the character given him by
those who were acquainted with his early days. The seed of divine truth,
which was faithfully and prayerfully sown in his heart at an early
period, took root, sprung up and brought forth fruit to the honor and
glory of God at the age of thirteen. Soon after his conversion, he
united, himself to the North Newport Baptist church, and continued up to
the time of his leaving to connect himself with college, a consistent
and exemplary follower of the Lord Jesus. He entered the Sophomore
class, half advanced, of the University of Georgia, at Athens, in
January, 1834. While in college,
page 271 his influence was
both extensive and salutary. He possessed a sound practical mind, fitted
not so much for show as for usefulness, united with great moral worth.
By the dignity of his mien, the firmness of his integrity, and the
manliness of his piety, he won for himself the esteem of the faculty,
and the friendship of the students. His consistency of character and
amiable deportment rendered him a favorite in the literary society in
the University and among the citizens of the town. The whole of his
influence was exerted in the cause of virtue and religion. And whatever
plan was proposed, calculated to elevate the moral character of the
college and the students, met with his warm approbation and cordial
support. Had he continued his connection with the college, he would have
taken his first degree in August, 1836. But private business, of a
pressing nature, called him away a short time previous. In a letter to
him, Dr. Church, the president of the institution, remarks, "We all
regretted your leaving before commencement, knowing that, for your
scholarship, you would have been entitled to one of the first honors,
and that the commencement exercises would have been most creditably
sustained, so far as you were concerned, had you taken your part in
them." Soon after leaving college, he was married to Miss Louisa Jones,
of Liberty county, a lady whose excellency of character, and amiable
disposition, and devoted piety, eminently qualified her to be an help
meet for the faithful minister of the Cross. In October, 1836, he became
a member of the Theological Seminary, in Columbia, South Carolina, with
a view of preparing himself for the ministry of reconciliation. Here, as
elsewhere, his suavity of manners, his exemplary conduct, and his ardent
piety, gained him the love and the christian affection of both his
instructors and his brethren. Here, as elsewhere, in all his intercourse
with the members of the seminary and with the citizens of Columbia, he
was the same high-minded and honorable man, and the same consistent
christian.
A few extracts from letters, written to his friends during his stay
in the seminary, will more correctly and faithfully display his
religious feelings than any remarks from another pen. In a letter, dated
17th January, 1838, we have the following reflections, suggested by the
return of his birth day: "Twenty-two
page 272 years of my short
life have gone, and what account have they borne with them! Alas! it
seems like a blank. I cannot see what I have lived for. When the slight
efforts to do good are brought into contrast with my slothfulness and unfaithfulness, the former dwindle into
insignificance. And then, when the sins which have accompanied my best
performances are taken into consideration, does it not become me to
acknowledge myself guilty? Where could we sinners hide our heads, if it
were not for the atoning blood of our Saviour? Here is our only hope;
let us cling to this."
In another letter, dated January 21st, 1838, his views respecting the
sacred ministry and the preparation necessary for the faithful and
efficient discharge of its duties are thus set forth:
"I begin to feel that my course of preparation for the ministry is
rapidly drawing to a close. The field is before me, and I am not fit to
enter it. You are aware, perhaps, that it is my intention, as far as I
can see into the future, to leave the seminary and commence preaching in
July. This now seems to me to be the path of duty. But, as I have
already said, I am not prepared for the work. My knowledge and mental
discipline are by no means sufficient, and what is more than all, I am
very far from having the right spirit for a minister of the gospel. I am
too much inclined to lukewarmness and indifference. My concern for the
spiritual welfare of my fellow-creatures, and particularly of my own
friends and relatives, has never been what it should have been. Unless
this concern is increased, how can I be honored as an instrument of
saving souls?"
After thus having spoken of his unworthiness to assume the
ministerial functions, he goes on and beautifully expresses his firm,
unwavering confidence in the providence of God:
"On one point I have reason to thank God that my feelings are more in
accordance with his word than they have ever been before; and this is,
that I do not feel that anxiety in which we are apt to indulge about
what is to be my lot in this world and what I shall be called to suffer
or perform. It is delightful to leave all these things in the hands of
our heavenly father. If he has any work for me to do, he will open the
door before me and direct me in the path of duty. He knows
page 273 whether poverty and
hardship will be most for my good, and amidst all the changes and
troubles of this world, he will not disregard those whom he loves. No
man's mere external circumstances can make him happy. It is the state of
the mind. I find in my own experience that nothing gives so much
calmness and contentment of mind as to cultivate the habit of trusting
in God for everything. Duty belongs to us. Let us leave
results with God."
Once more we quote from a letter: "I find great difficulty in
attending to worldly business on one account. It is so hard to avoid
setting our affections on these things. What awful sinners we are! Were
it not for the promise that none of Christ's sheep will be lost, then
there would indeed be reason for discouragement, but here is our hope.
He who conducted us thus far has promised never to leave us nor forsake
us. Let us live by faith, casting all our care upon Him who is mighty to
help."
After remaining here for two full sessions, he applied for a
dismission on June 16th, 1838, which was granted by the professors and
couched in the following language: "He has diligently attended the
prescribed course of study, maintained a consistent christian character,
conformed to all the regulations of the institution, and is now
dismissed at his own particular request. He carries with him the
confidence, the esteem and the sincere affection of each one of us."
In July, 1838, he was licensed to preach the gospel of Christ, and
soon after was invited by the North Newport Baptist church and the
Sunbury Baptist church to become an associate pastor with the Rev. J. S.
Law. The invitation was accepted, and as a preparatory step to his
assuming all the duties of the pastoral relation, he was ordained on the
13th of January, 1839.
He labored but a few months here in the active and faithful discharge
of his ministerial functions, before he was attacked by the fever. His
last sermon to his beloved flock was preached while he was suffering
from that disease which in a few days terminated his valuable life. In
his last illness he endured much physical pain, but having a conscience
void of offence, both toward God and toward man, he was not only patient
and resigned, but even cheerful. Calm and tranquil, the language
page 274 of his soul seemed
to be and doubtless was, "Not my will, but thine, be done, O Lord." To
his brothers and sister, who clung around the bedside of their beloved
brother, he gave solemn warnings and exhortations upon the important
subject of personal religion. Being asked how that Saviour whom he was
recommending to others appeared to himself, he replied, "There is
none like him, none like him."
These were his last words in regard to his own personal state, and
are amply sufficient to show with what feeling and with what hope he
entered upon the untried scenes of eternity. He breathed his last on the
3d of July, 1839, and was buried the next day at Midway burying ground.
Thus died one who had endeared himself in all the relations of life,
and is embalmed in the memories of all who knew him. He had but a few
months before completed a course of study to prepare himself for the
arduous and responsible duties of the pastor and make himself an able
and efficient minister of the new covenant. But he was only permitted to
look around upon the field of labor allotted him by Divine Providence,
to commence his duties, and then to die in the midst of all his hopes
and all his plans. How unsearchable are the judgments of God, and his
ways past finding out! Hon. A. O. Bacon, Speaker of the House in the
Georgia Legislature, is his only living child.
JAMES ARMSTRONG
Was a native of New York, and was born in Hempstead, March 20, 1776,
and was educated a Presbyterian. Of that church he was a ruling elder in
the city of Savannah. He was also clerk in a large counting-house in
that city, in which situation he acquired the reputation of an excellent
accountant as well as a man of probity. Being convinced of the error of
infant sprinkling, he joined the Baptist church in Savannah in 1810. He
was licensed and ordained by Fishing Creek church, Wilkes county, about
1814, and was a useful and influential minister for more than twenty
years. As a citizen, as well as a minister, he was regarded with respect
by all classes, and his advice was sought on all subjects of interest.
As a member of the mission board of the Georgia Association, of the
Convention,
page 275 and of all the
benevolent institutions, he was active and always punctual. He
was treasurer of the Convention from 1833 to 1835, the year of his
death.
As a preacher he was plain and affectionate. The amiableness of his
character as a man riveted many an ear which would have been inattentive
had there not been about the speaker so much of excellence and sound
practical sense. His widow has removed to Alabama, and resides with one
of her sons near Montgomery.
The name of Armstrong is pleasant to many ears in Middle Georgia,
where he was extensively known and much beloved. As the pastor of
Fishing Creek, Greenwood and Lincolnton churches, he was highly
esteemed.
For a more extended notice of this worthy man, see Mercer's
"History of the Georgia Association."
WILSON CONNER
Was born in Marlborough district, South Carolina, July 7th, 1768, and
at about twenty-one years of age engaged in the ministry among the
Methodists. About 1773, having become dissatisfied with the doctrine and
discipline of that society, he was baptized at Cheraw, South Carolina,
by Joshua Lewis, and was ordained as a Baptist minister in Effingham
county, Georgia, in 1803, by Revs. Messrs. Peacock, Brewer and Cook. The
next year he was excluded from the Great Ogeechee church, and remained
in a backslidden state for several years. He was for eighteen years
Justice of the Inferior Court in Montgomery county. He was likewise a
member of the Legislature from the same county. He was at length turned
from his backslidings, in the exercise of hearty repentance, and was
restored to the church and the ministry. In his latter days his ministry
was signally blessed. Many souls were added unto the Lord through his
instrumentality. He was a warm and successful advocate of the temperance
cause and of all similar institutions. He was principally occupied in
itinerant service, to which he was much devoted. It may be said in truth
that the entire State was his mission-field. In thirteen years he
traveled over thirty-five thousand miles. For a time he acted as
domestic
page 276 missionary, under
the patronage of the Georgia Baptist Convention, and then as an agent of
the Board of Trustees of Mercer University.
His person was commanding--frame large, though neither tall nor
corpulent, dark complexion, with black eyes, deeply set. His voice was
extraordinary, resembling more the rumbling of distant thunder than
anything else. Those who ever heard him never forgot its sound. He
appeared to take great pleasure in preaching, and was frequently heard
to express the desire "hat the last act of his life might be to preach
the gospel and then be permitted to die in the pulpit." His wish in this
respect was singularly fulfilled, for in the summer of 1844, having
preached with great liberty and power in Telfair county from the words,
"Verily, I say unto you the hour is coming, and now is, when the dead
shall hear the voice of the Son of God, and they that hear shall live,"
he sat down and expired instantly, without the least struggle. He was
then about seventy-six years old, and had been on the walls of Zion near
fifty years. His descendants are quite numerous and very respectable.
THOMAS SUMNER WINN,
A son of Deacon Peter Winn, of Liberty county, Georgia, was born July
16th, 1792. His parents had been members of the Presbyterian church at
Medway, but in seeking for the proofs of infant sprinkling, they were
unable to find them in the Bible. Thomas was usher to Dr. McWhir in
Sunbury Academy, in his seventeenth year. A letter addressed to him by
his mother, and left on his table, was the means of his awakening. In
1813, he entered Hampden Sydney College, Virginia, but did not continue
long in that institution. While attending an academy in Warren county,
North Carolina, he was baptized and soon returned home, was ordained
pastor of North Newport church, Liberty county, and preached with great
acceptance throughout all the low country. He seemed to be conscious
that his race would be short, for all his powers were devoted to the
great work with untiring energy and flaming zeal. Perhaps few men have
done so much good in so little time; and few, very few,
have been so ripe for heaven at
page 277 so early a period
of life. He was a young man of great promise, and that was a most
mysterious providence that took him from the field of his labors. He
died January 27th, 1819, about twenty-seven years old. As Professor
Ripley, of Newton Theological Seminary, (Mr. Winn's successor in the
pastoral office,) has written a more extended biography of him, the
reader is referred to that work as one of much interest.
JOHN ROSS, Jr.,
Was born in Virginia, about 1781. His father emigrated to Georgia in
1798, and settled in Columbia county, where he died in 1805. The subject
of this notice moved into the new purchase, between the Oconee
and Ocmulgee, in the early settlement of the country, say 1807.
His preaching talents were of a very respectable order, and he began
to exercise them about 1816. For some years he was moderator of the
Ebenezer Association, and after 1830, when he removed into the bounds of
the Columbus Association, he was the presiding officer of that body till
his death, in July, 1837. He was a man naturally of a very popular turn,
beloved and confided in by all who knew him. As a preacher, he
accomplished more by his persuasive and impassioned manner than by the
strength of his arguments. On account of his great popularity, he was
induced to run for the Legislature in about 1828, but he was defeated,
much to the satisfaction of his more prudent brethren. The occasions are
believed to be of very rare occurrence when ministers of the gospel are
warranted in coming down from their high and holy station to mingle in
the strifes of party, or even to give direction to the affairs of State.
As men, it is their privilege and duty to stand in their place at the
ballot-box. This they may do without compromitting the dignity of their
office, or neglecting its duties. Christ has said, "My kingdom is not of
this world."
In 1825, he was messenger from the Ebenezer Missionary Society to the
General Baptist Association, at Eatonton. Though he resided among
brethren who did not favor the benevolent operations of the age, he was
their firm friend and supporter. He was more zealous in their behalf in
the latter part of his
page 278 life. On this
subject his influence was commanding in the Columbus Association, where
he spent his latter days. His residence was in Upson, but his membership
at Antioch, in Talbot, across the river. When the Convention was at
Talbotton, in 1836, he entered warmly into the measure of that body to
establish a Baptist college in the State. In the ministers' meeting at
Forsyth, in July following, he was deeply interested in all its objects,
and instrumental in accomplishing much good. He had gone into Marion
county in July, 1837, to attend a meeting, when he was attacked with
disease, and survived but a few days.
LOVELESS SAVAGE.
Loveless Savage was brought up an Episcopalian, and had removed from
Welch Neck, on the Peedee, when he came to Georgia. Mr. Botsford, on a
tour of preaching, in 1772, up the Kiokee, made inquiry of him in regard
to his place of preaching, and after being informed, asked him, "Have
you been baptized?" "Yes, to be sure," was Mr. Savage's answer. "How do
you know?" inquired Mr. Botsford. "Why, my parents have told me so."
"Then you know only by information." This interrogation of Mr. Botsford,
"How do you know?" haunted him till he became convinced of his
duty.9.
He was afterwards baptized by Mr. Marshall, and became a useful
preacher, and was probably instrumental in gathering Abilene church; was
a preacher as early as 1775. His last sermon was to a dying widow, whom
he visited, and to whom he spake from these words, "Leave thy fatherless
children," etc. His residence was near Quaker Springs, Columbia county,
some ten miles northwest of Augusta. He died about 1815, near ninety
years old.
ELIJAH MOSELY,
Was brought up as a preacher under William Davis, in Holly Springs
church, Elbert county, where he was licensed. He was ordained September
5, 1807. In 1808, he joined Crooked Creek church, Putnam county, and was
moderator of the Ocmulgee
page 279 Association many
years. In 1817, he accompanied Mr. Mercer to Philadelphia as a delegate
from the Ocmulgee Missionary Society (of which he was president,) to the
Triennial Baptist Convention of the United States, and heartily approved
the measures adopted for a theological school. He was a preacher of
great power. His opportunities for education in early life had been
slender, but he had a strong native mind and an insatiable thirst for
knowledge as he advanced in his ministerial career, because he
discovered his need. Such men will gather up a valuable fund of
information, whether they ever see a college or not. Such, too, derive
great advantage from the labors and works of their more learned
brethren.
During the last war with England, say about 1813, he volunteered his
services (whether as a chaplain or private soldier, the author is not
informed,) in the army against the Creek Indians. He sustained a high
reputation among the soldiers, to whom he frequently preached, and to
whom he was greatly useful. Some may think he did even more than his
duty, for, when the conflict came, he was in the thickest of the fight,
and was wounded in defense of his country. About 1820, he removed to
Alabama, and survived but a short time.
A son of his, Rev. William Mosely, is a preacher in the Towalagi
Primitive Association--a man of reputable talents, but opposed to the
institutions of the day. He is a man of logical mind, a natural orator,
and is greatly admired and beloved by his friends. In 1840, during the
presidential campaign, he felt it his duty to speak and to write on the
affairs of the country, and his efforts were believed by many to have
exerted a powerful influence in favor of Whig principles. In 1846, he
ran for Congress against a distinguished opponent, but was beaten by a
small majority. It is hoped he may yet see it his duty to adopt the
views of his venerated father on the subject of benevolence, and employ
his talents (which are of no mean order,) in building up where he has
been wont to pull down.
Part 32
page 280 HON. AND REV.
JOSEPH CLAY.
The author has been at much trouble in endeavoring to obtain such an
account of this great and good man, as he would feel warranted in
placing before the public, and as would occupy a conspicuous place in
this work. Most of those to whom he has applied have failed to come to
his assistance. He would mention with gratitude, as an exception to this
remark, Honorable John M. Berrien, to whom he is mainly indebted
for the following brief, but deeply interesting, account.
Mr. Clay was a native Georgian, and was born in the city of Savannah,
August 16, 1764. Mr. Berrien says, "I knew him well--he was the friend
of my father, and my legal preceptor. At his own request, I lived in his
family in the country, while engaged in the prosecution of my law
studies, and had, therefore, an opportunity of knowing and appreciating
his many virtues. He was descended from one of the oldest and most
respectable families in our State, and was himself possessed of talents
of the highest order. He was liberally educated, and received the first
honor in the class of which he was a member, at the college of
Princeton, where he graduated. When many years afterwards, (Mr. Berrien
continues,) I became a student of that institution and a member of the
Diosophic Society, with which he had also been associated, his name was
still cherished with affectionate regard, and the records of the society
bore testimony to the estimation in which he had been held, while at
Princeton. Returning to Georgia, he entered upon the study of the law,
and having been admitted to the bar, soon rose to the highest eminence
in his profession. He was particularly distinguished as an advocate, and
especially in criminal cases. I remember even at this distance of time,
and with as vivid a recollection as if it were an occurrence of
yesterday, the effect produced by a speech of his, in a case of this
description. It is the only instance in my life, in which I have seen,
in its whole extent and resistless influence, the power of eloquence.
So far as my observation extended, there was not a single individual in
a crowded auditory, who could command his feelings. At the commencement
of the trial, the popular feeling was strongly excited against the
accused, but an instant
page 281 acquittal was the
result; and when the trial was ended, men wondered at the means by which
such result had been accomplished."
"Mr. Clay was a leading member of the Convention which formed the
present Constitution of Georgia. The original draught was carefully
prepared by him in his retirement, but the Convention met in times of
high party excitement, from the then recent controversy about the sale
of our western lands, commonly denominated the Yazoo lands, and the plan
of government submitted by Mr. Clay received various modifications,
which diminished its value.
"Mr. Clay was called from his retirement, (in what precise year I do
not recollect,) to fill the office of District Judge of the United
States for the District of Georgia, and presided in that Court for
several years, with distinguished ability and with universal
approbation. But he was destined, in the providence of God, to a higher
sphere of action. Mr. Clay had always been a moral man. His disposition
was peculiarly amiable, and he was distinguished by a warm and active
benevolence. These, combined with his social qualities, made him an
object of universal affection and respect in the community in which he
lived. If any one of that community had been requested to point to a man
of blameless conduct, he would have been designated. He alone did
not concur in this judgment. While he was yet actively engaged in his
judicial duties, the subject of religion presented itself to his mind
and engrossed his thoughts. He became deeply impressed with a sense of
his own unworthiness, and was happily enabled to seek and to find relief
in the atoning blood of the Redeemer. He labored, for a considerable
time, under great mental depression; but when at length he was enabled
to discern the path of duty, he did not hesitate to pursue it. He
resigned his judicial office and devoted himself to the ministry, with a
persuasive eloquence, but yet more with a sincere and humble but ardent
piety, which was, I trust, by the blessing of God, efficient in the
salvation of many souls. In concluding this hurried and very imperfect
sketch, I can only add, that among those with whom it has been my
fortune to be associated in life, he stands pre-eminently distinguished
for his talents, his virtues and his piety; and that his affection,
page 282 his kindness and
his counsels are among my most valued recollections."
It is with singular pleasure the author records the above testimony
of Georgia's most distinguished son, concerning one of the most
gifted men ever connected with our denomination in this country.
From other sources the following additional facts have been gathered.
It was under the ministry of Dr. Holcombe that Mr. Clay was converted,
and by him was baptized. He was brought up under Episcopal influence,
and, even after he professed hope in Christ, was much perplexed on the
subject of baptism. At one time he was conversing with the elder Fuller,
of Beaufort, on the subject, and came to the conclusion that he would
throw aside all books except the Bible, and search that only. His
pœdo-baptist friends drew the very natural inference, "Then he'll be a
Baptist." So it turned out; for he was baptized and licensed in 1802, at
Savannah, and ordained in 1804, by Messrs. Furman, Cook and Holcombe.
He preached in most of the cities of the United States, and finally
settled in Boston, the successor of Rev. Dr. Stillman, But his race was
short, having died in that city January 11th, 1811. Mr. Clay was a ripe
scholar, a profound jurist, a persuasive orator, a refined gentleman, an
humble christian. His family connexions are numerous and highly
respectable. The Rev. Joseph Clay Stiles, a Presbyterian minister
of great ability, is a nephew of Mr. Clay.
SAMUEL WHATLEY.
About the year 1776, William Whatley, the father of the subject of
these brief memoirs, removed from North Carolina, and settled in Wilkes
county, Georgia, having a wife and four children, of whom Samuel was the
oldest. Soon after their arrival in this State, his father and his
uncle, Wilson Whatley, were killed by Indians at the Cherokee Corner,
whilst engaged in surveying land. The care of his widowed mother and her
orphan children devolved upon Samuel, who, at the tender age of
fourteen, had to act the fourfold part of father, brother, son and
soldier. He was well grown for one of his years, and the
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and uncle roused a spirit within him, which prompted him at once to
volunteer in his country's service, against the combined forces of the
British and Indians. He accordingly served successfully under Clark,
Dooly, Williamson and other revolutionary patriots. Did it comport with
the design of this work, we might entertain the reader with many
thrilling incidents of his history as a youthful soldier. We must
confine ourselves, however, to only one or two.
On one occasion, while connected with a company of mounted infantry,
he was required to march in silence about twenty-five miles, during a
freezing winter night. Being thinly clad, he was quite overcome by the
cold, and at the end of the trip, was taken from his horse in a
speechless state. It was with much difficulty, and after he had suffered
unspeakable anguish, that he was restored to consciousness. He was in
the battle at the siege of Augusta, when the whigs were defeated, and
with others made his escape by swimming the Savannah river, opposite the
city. He was barely able to reach the bank, and must have perished, but
that he was pulled out by his fellow-soldiers. Almost destitute of
clothing, he became separated from his companions, and spent the night
in a tree-top alone. Next morning, he fell in with a herd of swine,
which he followed to the main road. To his great joy, his own captain
soon came along, took him up on his horse, and carried him safely to
camp. Some few months afterwards, he was wounded and taken prisoner in
the battle of Long-Cane, South Carolina, while under the command of
Colonel Williamson. His left arm was broken by a musket ball. In this
situation, he was taken by the tories, who made one or two attempts to
hang him; but failing, for want of a suitable rope, they delivered him
to the British at Ninety-Six. His wound was not dressed until the third
day after it was inflicted. From the effects of this wound, he never
entirely recovered, and was a pensioner of the government on account of
it. He amused the British officers by singing "Liberty songs" for them,
which he was very fond of doing, and of which he knew a great many. The
night before he was taken by the tories, he lay out in the woods, and
while suffering excruciating pain from his broken arm, he was attacked
by three wolves, from which he narrowly escaped with his life. Driven
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morning, to the residence of a widow, he was discovered and taken by the
tories, as above stated.
How long his imprisonment continued is not known. But soon after his
release, he returned to his mother in Wilkes county, where he went to
school a few months. During the remainder of the war, he was frequently
engaged in short excursions against the enemy; but was no more connected
with the regular army.
He finally married Miss Catharine Anglin, and settled in Wilkes
county, on a tract of land, which he took up on head rights, and where
he raised a large family, having cultivated it upwards of forty years.
His wife is no more, and though she never made a public profession of
religion, is believed by her friends to have been a lover of Jesus
Christ. Soon after his marriage and settlement, many of his relatives
from North: Carolina and Virginia removed and located in his immediate
neighborhood, and as they were all agreed in politics and kind in their
feelings towards each other, Mr. Whatley considered himself a happy man.
This happiness, however, was of short duration, for Silas Mercer,
that faithful servant of the Lord, was his nearest neighbor, and did not
cease to warn him of his guilt and danger as a sinner against God. These
warnings were not in vain, for his eyes being opened to a discovery of
his lost condition, he betook himself to repentance and prayer, day and
night. His convictions and troubles continued many days. When, at
length, the Lord was pleased to meet with him in mercy in a forest,
where he was accustomed to retire for prayer, his joy was such as to
prompt him to arise and repair to his wife, to whom he communicated the
glad tidings. Next, he went to Silas Mercer, and informed him "what
great things the Lord had done for his soul." Within a few months after
his conversion, he was baptized by the said Mercer, and joined Phillips'
Mill church, of which he continued an exemplary member the remainder of
his life, a period of about forty years.
He soon became an active and prominent member of the church. But how
long he enjoyed this relation, before he commenced his public
ministration of the Word is not known. Owing to his limited circumstances, his labors were mostly
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regions contiguous to him. Though given to many eccentricities, he was a
man of good natural parts, and of a noble and generous nature. His
person was tall and commanding, being six feet and nearly four inches in
height , and weighing upwards of two hundred pounds.
Upon the decease of Silas Mercer, the friendship of Mr. Whatley was
transferred to Jesse Mercer, his son. This distinguished man ever
entertained much respect and sincere regard for Mr. Whatley. In like
manner, was he held in high esteem even by men who did not fear God. At
the house of an unbeliever, he was invited and accustomed to hold
religious meetings. Another wicked man declared his intention to make
him a present of a negro, "because," as he said, "Mr. Whatley was the
best man in Wilkes county." Having died without fulfilling his design,
his widow subsequently made him a deed to a likely negro boy.
His decease took place in October, 1820, in the sixty-fifth year of
his age, in the early part of the session of the Georgia Association, of
which he had been so long a member. A funeral discourse was preached
before that body by his intimate friend and brother, Jesse Mercer. The
same individual continued to preach similar discourses, in memory of Mr.
Whatley, for several weeks in the churches most acquainted with his
character, and which had mainly enjoyed the advantages of his labors as
an evangelist. After having been once almost drowned, twice
frozen, twice shot, and once hung, he survived to enjoy the blessings of
liberty to a good old age, and then to die in peace and hope upon his
own bed, at home, and in the midst of kindred and friends.
HENRY HAND,
The father of Thomas and Joseph Hand, who have both
labored as ministers of the gospel in Georgia, was a native of New
Jersey. During his early childhood, his father emigrated to Surry
county, North Carolina, (where he spent seventeen years,) and thence to
Georgia. Below we have a short account of his religious experience, call
to the ministry, etc., which we prefer to give in his own language.
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"I was of poor but honest parents, and born May 17th, 1764. The
revolutionary war prevented my parents from giving me an education. My
mother learned me to spell and read a little. They tried to bring me up
in the fear of God, and would press upon me the necessity of the new
birth, which led me to seek the salvation of my soul in early life. But
my thoughts of God were very imperfect; I thought when I did good, the
Lord loved me, and when I did evil, the Lord was angry with me. Thus I
spent my time for years, sometimes praying and promising the Lord that I
would do better. But I would break my promises and sin again. After this
manner I spent my life, until I was fifteen years old. I then had to
take up arms in the defense of my country, which placed me in the midst
of a wicked crew, who led me into sin more and more. I knew it was
wrong, my conscience would often check me, and at times I was much
distressed on account of my sins. And yet the Lord was good to me, and
preserved me in the day of battle.
"When I returned home, my young companions so enticed me I tried to
take pleasure in sin, yet the thoughts of death and judgment would so
alarm me that I could not take pleasure in sin as I desired. I would
promise the Lord, if he would forgive me I would sin no more, but did
not keep my promise. Thus I spent my time until I was eighteen years
old. It now appeared that I had sinned so much against light and
knowledge, that God would not have mercy on me. Sometimes I thought I
had committed the unpardonable sin. My distress of mind was so great
that I could take pleasure in sin no longer. I now tried to amend my
life. I renewed my promise again with the Lord, and prayed five times
daily. I forsook my young companions, and still I grew worse, until my
case appeared hopeless. The Lord appeared so angry with me, I thought he
would not hear my prayer. I fasted and prayed, and went to hear the word
preached. It condemned me. My sins arose before me. I thought the earth
cried against me, saying, 'See here, Lord, he has sinned.' I then fell
on my face to the ground, but durst not pray. God appeared so just, I
feared to mention his holy name. At length I arose and went groaning
under a heavy burden a little way. And it seemed that something spoke to
me, saying, 'Ask, and it shall be given
page 287 you.' I fell on my
knees and prayed, and my soul was so drawn out to the Lord, I thought I
should receive an immediate answer. I was encouraged by the thought that
if I did not receive then, I should certainly receive if I continued to
ask. I rejoiced, and thought I would continue to pray as long as I
lived. I continued so for eight days, praying and striving, but could
not receive. I then discovered the holiness of God, that he could not
look upon sin with any allowance, and that I was nothing but sin. I then
saw myself corrupt, no soundness in me, my prayers as corrupt as myself.
I could not see how God could be just and I be spared. I then sunk into
despair. If I had any hope of salvation, I could not realize it. I then
cried, 'Lord, can it be possible that thou canst be just, and a sinner
be saved!' I then had a view of Christ as mediator between God and man.
My soul then leaped for joy to see such a glorious plan of salvation
through Christ. I was made to hunger and thirst after it for several
days. Then the scriptures sounded in my ears, 'Fear not, little flock,
it is your father's good pleasure to give you the kingdom'--'Be not
faithless, but believing.' I was now overwhelmed with joy and was
constrained to give glory to God.
"But it being suggested to my mind that I was not one of that little
flock, in an instant all my joy was gone. I perceived how freely God had
given his people the kingdom, but concluded I had lost it by sinning
against him. I felt that the day of grace was past and the door of mercy
closed forever. In this case I continued four days, when my soul was
fully set at liberty by the application of that scripture to my heart,
'It is done as thou hast commanded, and yet there is room.' In a moment
I saw God reconciled to me through Christ my Lord. I now found what it
was to believe for myself and not another. I now felt all the powers of
my soul drawn out in love to God, his ways and his people. I now wanted
to do something for the Lord, but found nothing that I could do, only to
keep his commandments and follow his examples. My conversion was on the
23d of October, 1783, and as my blessed Saviour united with the Baptist
church, and was baptized by John the Baptist in Jordan, and commanded us
to follow his examples, I therefore
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Baptist church and was baptized by a Baptist, Rev. George McNeal.
"About this time my father removed to Georgia, (from South Carolina,)
and I had to part with my brethren whom my soul loved. I thought I
should never love another church so well. When I came to Georgia I found
no church for some time, but still felt much engaged for the salvation
of sinners, pleading with them to forsake their sins and accept the
offers of salvation. After many days I found five Baptists that had
joined together to serve the Lord. This was a comfort to me. I joined
the little band, and the Lord added to the number until a church was
constituted. I now thought that if I had a house and home of my own I
should serve God better. I made it a subject of prayer for direction,
and being fully persuaded it was the will of God, I married, the 28th of
November, 1784. My wife was not a believer, but a moral woman. In
February, 1786, she gave a declaration of her faith before the church,
and put on Christ openly by baptism. And this I esteemed as one of God's
favors, for which I never could feel sufficiently thankful.
"The Lord visited this church in a wonderful manner, bringing many to
the knowledge of the truth. I now felt the word was a fire in my bones,
and I entered into the work more fully and began to preach more
extensively. I continued in this way for some time. At length I fell
into such horror, darkness and despair as none but a pilgrim knows. In
this state I remained two years. I had such views of my unworthiness as
made me conclude never to preach again. But after enduring many gloomy
feelings too tedious to mention, the weight of preaching again returned.
I fasted and prayed, and prayed and fasted, to know the mind of God. As
I was going to meeting one day in great distress, the inquiry was
pressed upon my mind, 'Ought you not to preach the gospel to the
people?' I answered, 'Yes.' It then followed, 'If ye know these things,
happy are ye if ye do them.' The cross was so great I knew not how to
take it up. But, in the strength of the Lord, I made an effort to preach
that day, and found happiness in the work. Some time thereafter, while I
was reading the scriptures, that word sounded in my heart, 'Woe is me if
I preach
page 289 not the gospel.'
When I inquired of the Lord wherein the woe consisted, I seemed to
receive for answer, 'He that knoweth his master's will and doeth it not,
shall be beaten with many stripes.' I now looked for heavy judgments
from the Lord to fall upon me, for my disobedience. . . . At length my
case was mentioned to the church, which gave me liberty to preach.
"I spared no time or labor in endeavoring to improve my gift and
education, so that I might be 'acceptable to God and approved of men.'
The enemy being enraged turned loose a flood against me on every side.
Yet the Lord stood by me, and did not suffer any of these things to move
me, but blessed my feeble labors to many. I preached eight years before
I was ordained. I continued an itinerant four years longer, when duty
called me to take charge of a church fifty miles from me. This occurred
in June, 1803. In September following, we constituted a church of
thirteen members, about sixty-five miles from me. I took the care of
that also, and in February, 1804, I removed and settled near to it. In
1806, our number had increased to sixty-three, thirty of whom were
constituted into another church. I then had the charge of four churches,
one of which was in South Carolina, about forty miles from me. My time
was now entirely given to the work of the Lord. I spent a number of
years in traveling and preaching, and I trust the Lord blessed by
ministry to the salvation of hundreds. I rode from three to four
thousand miles a year."
The foregoing was written by himself some thirty years before his
death. It is regarded as an interesting relic of a good man, especially
when it is remembered that he was, in the strictest sense, a
self-taught man, having never enjoyed a day's schooling in his life.
His labors were bestowed upon the southeastern parts of Georgia, and
contiguous regions in South Carolina. His mission in the latter State
was from Savannah river to Beaufort, and thence to Charleston. He aided
in constituting a church near Edisto, about sixty miles from him, and
preached to it many years. In Georgia, he scattered the good seed of the
kingdom from Savannah to Augusta, up and down the river, and for many
miles out. If affliction in his family, or any other cause, prevented
his attendance upon his appointments, he always
page 290 suffered much
distress on account of so many being deprived of an opportunity to hear
the gospel of the grace of God. Such privileges were more rare in those
days than now, and it may be added, they seem by many to have been more
highly prized.
The person of Mr. Hand was large and corpulent, his countenance open
and pleasing, his voice soft and harmonious, his address easy and
natural. The author remembers to have heard him but once. His theme then
was christian experience, a subject with which he seemed to be
familiar, and which he treated with great force and powerful effect. The
end of such a man was peace, as might have been expected. For several
years before his death, he was laid aside from the work in which his
best days had been spent, by old age and infirmity. In his last illness,
he declined medicine offered him by his kind physician, saying, "I feel
assured that my earthly toil is done, and the time of my departure at
hand. I feel perfectly submissive. I am willing to go at any moment." In
this frame of mind, with bright prospects of future bliss, did the Lord
take away his servant from the evil to come, to enjoy the rest that
remaineth unto his people. This event occurred the 9th of January, 1837,
in the sixty-third year of his age.
KITTRELL WARREN,
An elder brother of Hon. Lot Warren (formerly a member of
Congress from Georgia, and for a number of years Judge of the Superior
Court,) and General Eli Warren, a most amiable and talented
gentleman, and a lawyer of high respectability, was born in Burke
county, in this State, October 17th, 1786. His father, Josiah Warren,
removed near Bear-camp church, where he received most of his education,
and in his eighteenth year the family settled in Laurens county, on the
Oconee river. In his twenty-second year he married Mrs. Floyd, daughter
of Aaron Low, of Jefferson county. His wife was a woman of ardent and
consistent piety. She soon discovered that her husband was the subject
of strong religious impressions. These impressions, of course, she
cherished with much assiduity and prayer. As he labored with his hands
to support his family,
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to stop by the road side on his way to his field, fall upon his face
before the Lord, and pour out his supplications with strong cries and
tears. At that period, churches were "few and far between." The nearest
to Mr. Warren was some fifteen miles. Now and then, ministers would
travel and preach through the destitute regions. Brethren Manning and
Bates were on one of those excursions of mercy and love when one
anxious sinner, at least, listened to the words of truth. Mr. Bates'
text was, "Behold, I bring him forth, that ye may see that I find no
fault in him." Towards the close of his sermon, he paused and, in an
impressive manner, exclaimed, "But he will come again the second time,
without sin, unto salvation." Mr. Warren was just then enabled to have a
believing view of Christ, enthroned in majesty and glory, and something
inwardly whispered, "Have you an interest in this Jesus?" His whole soul
was immediately lit up with holy joy, and though it was succeeded by
harassing doubts and fears, yet the good hope, through grace,
which then sprang up in his soul never forsook him.
He went forward to the church most convenient to him, and was
baptized by Rev. Charles Culpepper, at the meeting next ensuing after
his conversion. The family altar was immediately erected in his house,
which was never neglected afterwards. He was also wont to lead in prayer
and praise in the assemblies of the saints, in his vicinity.
In 1817, he emigrated to Alabama, and settled near the confluence of
the Coosa and Tallapoosa rivers. He united with a church in the
neighborhood, attended by Rev. Isaac Suttles. In May following, having
to return to Georgia on business, he left his new home in Alabama, and
rode some thirty miles, when he learned the negroes of the settlement
through which he was passing expected to have a religious meeting that
night. At his own request, he was conducted to a retired spot n a field,
whither they were in the habit of repairing to escape the persecutions
and mockery of the Indians, who were numerous and very hostile to
religion. Here he read to them from his traveling Testament, and gave
them such instruction and exhortation as their situation seemed to
demand. Bidding them an affectionate farewell, he rode on a few miles,
lay down by
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slept sweetly, though in a country infested with robbers, and rendered
dangerous by the bands of treacherous Indians, lurking about in every
direction. "The wicked flee when no man pursueth, but the righteous are
as bold as a lion."
The next year he removed to another part of Alabama, where he began
to exercise more in public, and where he was soon licensed to preach.
This liberty was given him by Mars' Hill church, which desired his
services. Mr. Warren possessed a heart of large and expansive
benevolence. The orphan and widow were always to him objects of tender
solicitude. Were they poor, he sent food and administered consolation to
the one, and made judicious arrangements for the education of the other.
Such was the confidence reposed in him by his neighbors, that he was
made the umpire of many a difficulty. He possessed a happy faculty in
reconciling differences thus submitted to him. While he resided in
Alabama, in company with his wife, he visited a sick young lady, whose
life was despaired of by her physicians. Being called upon to pray for
her, he did so in a most fervent manner. Her disease at once took a
favorable change. She speedily recovered, and two years afterwards
joined the church, dating her conviction from that prayer.
In 1827, when he settled in Clark county, Alabama, there was no
Baptist church in the vicinity. Many young people, grown up to mature
years, had never heard the gospel from the lips of a Baptist minister.
Being soon invited to preach at Clarkesville , the county-town, he
consented to do so, and was about this time ordained by Messrs. Bussey,
Travis and Whatley. His zeal prompted him to search out the most
destitute places. Such he found at a salt manufactory, where the people
were understood to be more depraved and abandoned than any others in all
the western wilderness. Here, also, the gospel was made the power of God
unto salvation. A great revival was the result of his labors under God,
and many souls were hopefully converted.
A lady of character and wealth, who had always shown great kindness
towards Mr. Warren and his family, made them a visit on one occasion, as
she said, "for the purpose of inviting his daughter to attend a dancing
party at her house." Instead of
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for his daughter to attend, he at once published a lecture on dancing,
which he based on this text, "Wo to them that chant to the sound of the
violin, and invent to themselves instruments of music like unto David."
The lady and her family were so offended at the preacher's faithfulness,
that they withdrew from their accustomed attendance upon public worship
for months. At length, however, she was stricken with a painful and
lingering disease. In this situation, she became deeply anxious about
her soul, and must needs send for Mr. Warren to instruct and pray for
her. In this instance, likewise, his prayer prevailed. She rose from her
bed of sickness, rejoicing in hope, and was soon baptized into the fold
of Christ.
Having returned to Georgia and settled in Houston county, several
years ago Mr. Warren was called to rest from his labors. The time and
manner of his death are alike unknown to the writer.
The substance of the above sketch, as far as it goes, was prepared
for this work by his widow; but in the midst of an unfinished sentence
she breaks off suddenly, for she too is smitten by disease. The end of
her journey is just at hand! She breathes one more prayer--a mother's
prayer for her orphan children--oh! what a prayer was that! and then
sinks sweetly into the arms of death. That prayer is registered in
heaven, and it is hoped may yet be prevalent for those on whose behalf
it was offered.
Since the foregoing was written, additional facts concerning this
good man have been ascertained which ought not to be withheld. His early
opportunities for education were exceedingly limited; yet his fondness
for books was such that, after he attained to manhood, and even after
his marriage, he prosecuted his studies with such diligence and
perseverance as to make him a good English scholar, and in the course of
years to furnish him a most valuable amount of information. He ever
proved himself a friend of education within the sphere of his influence.
It was a habit with him upon leaving home, even for a day, to assign to
his children a certain amount of reading, upon which they were
invariably examined upon his return, the good effects of which are
discernible in their characters to
page 294 this day. This rule
was particularly enforced when they were left at home on the Sabbath
day. No family of children, perhaps, were ever more faithfully cautioned
as to the society they should keep. In all which efforts for the good of
his children he was cordially seconded by his excellent wife.
He came to his death rather mysteriously in about 1837 or 1838. It
was during one of those years that he attended one of his preaching
appointments, a few miles from his home. His wife started with him to
meeting, but stopped on the way on account of the illness of a brother's
child. He went on, preached as usual, and started on his return alone.
That evening he was found lying in the road, in a dying condition, and
speechless. It was thought at first that his death was caused by a fall
from his horse, (he was on horseback,) but as there were no bruises upon
his person, many supposed he died from apoplexy, he being a person of
full habit. His surviving children are Rev. Elijah Warren, Rev. E. W.
Warren, and Kittrell Warren, attorney at law.
JESSE TRAVIS
Was born in Warren county, in this State, September 29th, 1794, and
joined the church at the age of fourteen. He resided in Alabama several
years, where he was ordained a deacon. In 1829 he was set apart to the
ministry at Sharon church, Henry county, where he was pastor several
years. He was at times a most powerful preacher, and spake as with the
"Holy Ghost sent down from heaven." His conversational powers were of
the highest order, and he used them on all occasions for good. He boldly
opposed the unwarrantable measures of the Flint River Association in
1830 and 1831, etc., infringing upon the rights of the churches. He was
a man of retiring manners, and from his unpretending demeanor and
appearance one would hardly have taken him for a talented man. Hence,
many were greatly and happily surprised when he became warm in the
delivery of his message.
He was a christian of unbounded benevolence. At an early
period of life he heard Luther Rice on the mission cause, then on
his first tour through the United States. Though from
page 295 hearsay Mr. Travis
was strongly prejudiced, yet he hired a horse and rode some twenty miles
to meeting, resolved all the way that he would not give one cent. His
mind was enlightened, however, and having thrown in all his money, he
had to borrow from a friend to bear his expenses home.
During the session of the Baptist State Convention in 1833, an urgent
appeal being made for aid in behalf of an object upon which the heart of
Mr. Travis was much set, he gave all he had and borrowed that he
might give more. Rev. Jesse Mercer passed a night with him on his way
home, and voluntarily handed the good man an amount larger than all he
had contributed during the session. His means were small, but his heart
swelled with a charity as large as the world.
He made it a matter of conscience to converse personally with his
fellow mortals about the interests of their souls. In passing from one
of his meetings on a Sunday evening, he fell in with a man who had been
spending the Sabbath otherwise than in attendance on the sanctuary. They
rode together only a mile or two. This brief period was used to press
the subject of religion on the attention of his fellow traveler. The
Lord sanctified the truth, and a few months afterwards the author
baptized that man, who dated his conviction from the conversation
alluded to. In company with the writer, he made his last trip, and then
went home and died. Having stopped at an inn for dinner, the lady of the
house was induced to listen to the pious exhortation of the stranger,
and after prayer by Mr. Travis, followed us to the door, with the earnest request "that her case should always be
remembered at the throne of grace."
His case, during a long and painful illness, excited the sympathies
of his brethren far and near, especially in the Central Association,
with which he was connected. Their kindness mitigated his sufferings,
and their liberality supplied his wants. Understanding that he had
became somewhat involved during his protracted sickness, his brethren
voluntarily and without his knowledge made up an amount sufficient to
meet all his liabilities. In the most delicate manner was this
contribution conveyed to him only a few days before his death. He
received it in the spirit in which it was tendered. His death, which was
page 296 in correspondence
with his character and life, took place in January, 1836.
GEORGE D. SWEET.
Through the kindness of Rev. W. B. Johnson, D. D., of South Carolina,
the author has obtained from the widow of Mr. Sweet the following
narrative, written mostly by himself, which he takes great pleasure in
inserting among these sketches. It is gathered from a "part of his life
he had commenced writing, and from a Sabbath diary which he kept
up to his last illness." He was a native of Taunton, Massachusetts, and
was born December 13th, 1779.
"It appears necessary for me first to mention that I was sprinkled in
my infancy in the Episcopal form, in consequence of which I was thought
eligible to hold the office of vestryman in Savannah, which I did for
several years, without repentance or any idea of vital religion. I was
called on by my friends, at a very early period of my life, to be
confirmed, the Bishop then being in Newport, Rhode Island, where he
then lived. At that time I could know but little of the importance of
the religion of Jesus, and was ignorant as to the nature of baptism. And
as to confirmation, I knew not what it meant: so I refused to be
confirmed. What were my reasons for doing so I know not; but so
it was ordered by an overruling Providence, that contrary to the gentle
entreaties and positive commands of my friends, I persisted in refusing.
About the year 1792, at the age of eleven or twelve, I left my friends
in Newport for Hudson, in the State of New York, it being their desire
that I should study physic with a Dr. Wheaton. I remained with him
upwards of a year, during which time I was under powerful convictions.
Not recollecting particularly the nature of my impressions at that time,
I shall not attempt to record them. My aversion to the apothecary's shop
increased to such a degree that my friends consented to my return. My
desire was to become a merchant. Soon after my return to Newport, I
obtained a place in a retail store, which shortly opened a way for me in
a wholesale store in New York. Here I readily imbibed principles of
infidelity, young as I was, from listening to
page 297 the conversations
of those with whom I resided. This was, if I recollect rightly, about
the time "Paine's Age of Reason" made its appearance in New York. And,
notwithstanding I was strengthened in error by that abominable
production, yet, whenever I was constrained by untoward circumstances to
serious reflection, I felt great doubt and apprehension, which generally
produced severe remorse of conscience. And I do not hesitate to declare
that, however professed deists may boast of the strength of their
unbelief, there are seasons when each and every one of them who
steadfastly set their hearts to resist the light of truth, feel its
energy in flashes of conviction. But, alas! as I once did, so do
they--endeavor to silence that faithful but troublesome monitor, in the
dreadful delusion of pleasure.
"From the failure of my employers, I experienced several changes of
situation in New York, in all of which I was left almost entirely to my
own government. I ran into excesses; but oh, that God who hath watched
over and guarded me from my infancy, kept me back from many presumptuous
sins, by his restraining grace, that my heart would have drawn me into.
I was ambitious to preserve an unblemished reputation. A virtuous action
in another, always created in me a desire of imitation. But alas! bad
examples and dissipated company soon familiarized me with vice. So that
those things I once shuddered at in others, I could now bear with, and
could finally practice without remorse. Thus did vice insinuate itself
into my affections, until I became a votary to pleasure and dissipation.
"Towards the close of the year 1799, the merchant with whom I lived,
having considerable interest in a commercial house in Savannah, Georgia,
and being rather doubtful as to its security, and not needing my
services any longer, proposed my seeking a situation in this region of
country, offering me assistance and support in the way of business. Oh,
how mercifully did the Lord watch over me during my residence in New
York, preserving me in the midst of innumerable dangers. Several times
was I raised from the bed of sickness, when my life was despaired of. In
1795, when 'pestilence walked in darkness, and destruction wasted at
noonday,' although thousands fell
page 298 at my side, and I
lay in the last stage of the yellow fever--given over by my physician
and friends--then surely did the Lord deliver me from the noisome
pestilence, and afterwards from the snare of the fowler. I remember I
was much troubled in my mind during this visitation. Many of my sins
were brought to my recollection , and in my delirium it appeared to me
that I was constantly struggling with a lion. Yet I do not think I
apprehended death, although I had the black vomit. The family
with whom I boarded fled the city soon after I was taken, leaving a
servant maid to take care of the house and me. She was soon taken with
the distemper, and the Lord was pleased to provide two or three friends
to take care of us, by calling occasionally, and bringing and sending us
necessary nourishment, so that we were not left entirely destitute.
"In December, 1799, I left New York for Savannah. After a short and
boisterous passage we arrived, when I was kindly received and found
sufficient employment. I very soon felt a sympathy for the black people,
and would sometimes reflect how much delight it would give me, were it
in my power, to afford them relief. Though habit soon familiarized me to
their condition, I must say I never felt a disposition to consider them
as beasts of burden.
"In about six months, an opening presented itself for me to engage in
business on my own account, which I did in connection with two partners,
one of whom was established. I considered myself a complete
merchant--could make the best of a bad bargain--felt no compunction in
overreaching my neighbor or overcharging my friend. About June, 1800, I
left Savannah for New York, to obtain credit and make commercial
friends, and on my way to Boston I visited my aunt and sister in
Newport, Rhode Island. And here, in gratitude to my dear friends, I must
mention that my sister and myself were left orphans; our earthly father
being, as was supposed, lost at sea before I was born, and our mother
dying while I was an infant. But our God raised us up a mother in my
father's sister, who was, perhaps, too fond of me for my good. My sister
tenderly loved me, and her fervent prayers have been heard in my
behalf."
Mr. Sweet accomplished the object of his Northern tour, and returned
to Savannah elated with success. In 1801, he became
page 299 acquainted with
Miss R. R. Porchee, to whom he entered into an engagement for marriage,
which was consummated the 21st of December, of that year. His business
seemed to be in a very prosperous way, and he now considered himself a
happy man. This dream of happiness, however, lasted but a few
months. Speculations in which his firm had embarked proved unsuccessful,
and his prospects were at once overshadowed. Upon the birth of their
first child, in January, 1803, he proposed to his wife that they should
read a chapter in the Bible every night. This exercise was blessed to
his awakening. "This verse, 'The sceptre shall not depart from Judah,'
etc., elicited the first ray of divine light that ever shone on my
benighted soul." His mind was more or less interested on the subject of
religion for several years.
In 1807, he relinquished mercantile pursuits and retired to a farm.
Here his seriousness was much increased, and in 1809, the death of
several relatives and friends deeply affected him. He writes, "Death is
certain, but the time allotted for us, we know not. Therefore, how
necessary is preparation for the awful event! awful, indeed, to
those who are not ready! 'In the midst of life we are in death.' Oh,
that these words could be so impressed upon my mind as to make me set
about the great work of repentance!" The work he did set about in
earnest. His wife was on a visit in the city to Mrs. Williams, wife of
Rev. Thomas Williams. He writes to her, "Tell Mr. Williams that I can
call him brother now, for Christ Jesus is my Redeemer." He was baptized
in Savannah river (he preferred the river to the font,) by
Dr. Holcombe, May 13, 1810, and soon joined Sunbury church by letter.
Two years afterwards, he was ordained by Rev. W. B. Johnson, then pastor
in Savannah, and Rev. C. O. Screven, pastor in Sunbury. The sermon was
preached by Dr. Johnson. The exercises connected with his ordination
being over, he proceeded at once to administer the ordinance of baptism
to seventy-six persons, "upon a lively profession of their faith
in Christ." This was at a church in Bryan county. Eight more were
received the same day by letter, and the exercises closed by the
administration of the Lord's Supper. "A number of former acquaintances
had collected from different parts--many from Savannah--to witness
page 300 his ordination, a
great many more than the house could hold. The same thing happened when
he was baptized, his conversion being a remarkable one, from so gay a
man, caused the world to wonder and desire to know what manner of spirit
he was of."
Mr. Sweet labored faithfully and successfully the few years allotted
to him in his Master's vineyard; for, when he died, January 29, 1818,
there were seven hundred and forty-seven members in his church. The most
of these were colored persons. In August, 1817, he was brought very low
by a violent attack of fever, from the effects of which he never
recovered. He met his congregation for the last time the second Sabbath
in January, 1818. Riding home in a rain produced cold and inflammation
of his lungs, which brought him speedily to the grave.
When his end approached, the friends present urged his wife to leave
the room. He let go her hand, saying, "Yes, go to your children." His
death was most triumphant. His friend and brother, Rev. C. O. Screven,
was with him in his last moments. He was taken away in the midst of life
and usefulness, having only attained to his fortieth year.
From the pen of Rev. Dr. Johnson, of South Carolina, we have the
following testimonial: "It was my privilege to enjoy the intimacy and
confidence of this dear man of God, and I regarded it an honor to do so.
For he was, indeed, a most devoted disciple and minister of the Lord
Jesus Christ. There was something remarkable about the character of my
friend. Before our acquaintance, he had conceived a violent opposition
to me, simply because I believed and preached the doctrine of God's
electing love. And to such a height did that opposition rise, that he
meditated, and took some incipient measures to inflict bodily harm upon
me; but God restrained him. After his conversion, no brother loved me
more sincerely than he."
"As he rode, in the days of his impenitence, in company with a friend
by the meeting-house, then in building, in which afterwards he so
successfully labored, he said, 'That house is building for me to preach
in;' and on another occasion, with a like prophetic spirit, uttered the
following couplet:"
'If ever I'm a preacher,
The Lord shall be my teacher.'
page 301 Both became true;
for, during the absence of his family, the Lord arrested him at his
retired country seat, renewed, forgave and justified him without the
instrumentality of a living teacher. The Lord made him a preacher in the
same way; and in that meeting-house, in which he afterwards so
faithfully and effectively labored, he did indeed preach the gospel of
that Lord."
The author recollects to have heard Mr. Sweet preach once in
Sunbury, the only time he ever heard him. Never was a congregation more
perfectly enchained in their attention. His control over the passions
of his hearers was absolute. They rose and fell at the preacher's
bidding. Occasionally he excited a smile, but, almost throughout the
entire discourse, the audience were bathed in tears. Men wept that day
who were scarce ever known to weep before. This was near the close of
his life.
JOHN MILNER, Jr.
To write the biography of one who was more highly valued in all the
relations of life by those who knew him best, or whose death was more
lamented by a numerous circle of friends and acquaintances, rarely falls
to the lot of man. The writer exceedingly regrets that this worthy man
has left so few materials in writing to aid in making out this sketch of
his life and labors.
He was born October 17th, 1775. His father was a licensed preacher of
the Baptist denomination, his mother a member of the same church, and a
most godly woman. Old Mr. Milner, who was a staunch whig in the
revolution, suffered much from history
neighbors. On one occasion, while his wife was absent in the
neighborhood, two of them came into his field, took two of his best
horses from the plough, gathered together all his negroes and drove them
off before his face, threatening to shoot him down if he spoke a word.
They had not proceeded far when they met Mrs. Milner returning home. The
negroes cried out in great distress, "Oh, mistress, de tories takin' us
all off. Oh, mistress, what shall we do?" She answered, "Why, go back,
every one of you. You shall not go off a step. Go right back home." "Oh,
mistress, dey'll kill us." "No, they
page 302 shan't kill you. Go
back." The tories hung down their heads, while the negroes turned back
with their mistress. His sons, John and Pitt, once set off to market
with a loaded wagon, very early one morning, without having
waited for family prayer, They had not gone far before their well
trained team stalled, and they had to return home for help. The father
used the circumstance to impress their minds with the importance of
punctuality to our religious duties, especially family prayer.
And he was so successful that they seemed never to have forgotten it.
The subject of this notice took up the cross and prayed in his family
long before he joined the church.
His education was limited to the ordinary branches of English. He was
not one who could boast that he had finished his education. He
believed, on the contrary, that a minister of the gospel should never
feel that his education is completed, but should continue through life
to "study to show himself approved unto God." Woe to that
minister, and to the people of his charge, who feels that he has no
longer any occasion for improvement!
On the 24th of December, 1795, he was married to Miss Eunice
Callaway. Some years after their marriage, his wife became anxiously
concerned about the state of her soul. Though he made no pretentions to
religion at that time, yet he kindly invited Rev. Jesse Mercer to visit
and converse with his wife. Mr. Mercer complied, and soon after he had
the happiness to baptize Mrs. Callaway upon a profession of her faith in
Christ. Several years intervened before Mr. Milner himself became
interested about the great salvation. In a distressed state of mind, he
went some distance to hear Mr. Mercer preach. Under the sermon he found
no relief. His trouble was greatly increased. He followed the preacher
to his horse, filled with awful sensations. In deep agony he grasped Mr.
Mercer's hand, saying, "What shall I do? I am lost! I am lost!" Mr.
Mercer calmly replied, "I was once at the house of a man, (alluding to
his visit to Mrs. Milner,) whose wife was in awful distress, and when I
tried to comfort her, her husband remarked, if he were in her place, he
would believe in Christ. Now, I reckon the best way will be to go and
believe in Christ." And so he left the poor man in deep waters. After a
sore conflict,
page 303 God was pleased to
reveal his Son in him, while reading the following lines of Dr. Young:"
The ransom was paid down; the fund of heaven,
Heaven's inexaustible, exhausted fund,
Amazing and amazed, poured forth the price,
All price beyond--
And was the ransom paid? It was, and paid
(What can exalt the bounty more?) for you!
"
He was baptized by Mr. Mercer at Sardis church, Wilkes county,
February 22d, 1812. He was first appointed clerk of the church, then
deacon, then exhorter. In these capacities did he serve several years
before his ordination, which took place after his removal to Jones
county, say in 1825. The presbytery consisted of Malachi Reeves,
Benjamin Milner and Iveson L. Brookes. His labors were not confined to
his own immediate vicinity, but were extended into remote regions. His
preaching was well received wherever he went. On one of his preaching
tours he fell in with a gentleman (as he believed, providentially,) from
whom he purchased the tract of land upon which Barnesville, in Pike
county, now stands. His oldest son made a settlement upon it, in
visiting whom, from time to time, Mr. Milner found a few sheep scattered
about in the wilderness, the country being then quite new. These he
gathered into the church now known as Sardis, at Barnesville. This
little band at first consisted of less than a dozen members. At the
period of Mr. Milner's death, 1841, it had increased to near one hundred
and twenty members. It was in 1827 that he left Jones county and settled
near this church. Here again his zeal impelled him to press into the
surrounding neighborhood, holding forth the lamp of life. Other churches
were soon gathered, to which he ministered. As his bodily strength
declined, his sphere of usefulness continued to enlarge. And as his end
drew near his way was "as the path of the just, which shineth more and
more unto the perfect day." No service was too arduous, no sacrifice too
great, "so that he might finish his course with joy, and the ministry he
had received of the Lord Jesus, to testify the gospel of the grace of
God." If such examples do not rouse us preachers of these days to a full
sense of our responsibilities, it is feared we may be given over to
blindness of mind and obduracy of heart. Oh, let us be followers
page 304 of those who,
through faith and patience, have inherited the promises.
While Mr. Milner exerted a good influence in public, his social and
private influence was still better. He was often heard to affirm, but
not boastingly but with gratitude to God, that he had never sworn a
profane oath, nor gambled to any amount, nor purchased a half pint of
spirituous liquors. Such high toned morality is believed to be rarely
found in the youth of this age of boasted improvement. He obeyed the
injunction, "Husbands, love your wives." A more affectionate and
attentive husband perhaps never lived. As a father, his examples, his
counsels, and his prayers seem to have had a most happy effect upon his
children, most of them being pious, and all of them persons of moral
worth.
Mr. Milner lived to a good old age, having died in his sixty-sixth
year, January 21, 1841. For twenty years he had been a faithful laborer
in his Master's vineyard. On the Sabbath preceding his decease he
attended divine service at Sardis church and preached from Acts xiii.
38, 39. He had a slight attack (an affection of the heart,) on that day.
On Monday evening it was renewed with such violence as to baffle all
medical skill, and continued till Wednesday evening following, when
death came to his relief. To a daughter he said, "I shall die, but I am
not afraid of death." To his children he said, "Oh, my children, I have
taught you in the way. I have kept the faith of the gospel."
His burial was attended by a large and weeping assembly, and the
church convened and expressed by resolution the estimation in which they
held their late pastor. The limits of this work prevent us from
enlarging this notice.
EDWARD P. POSTELL.
Mr. Postell is believed to have been a native of South Carolina. The
date of his birth is not known. Mr. Law10.
says--"His life was not an eventful one. At an early age he entered the
service of his country (as a midshipman in the navy) in which he
remained three years. Returning home, he studied
page 305 the law and was
admitted to the bar in South Carolina. He did not practice long, before
he removed to this State, and devoted himself entirely to planting. Some
four or five years ago he was brought by the power of divine truth to
behold himself a condemned sinner in the sight of God, and to feel his
need of pardon and salvation. He has often, with deep emotion, told me
of that season of trial and bitter sorrow. He has pointed me to the spot
where he often retired in anguish of soul and plead with his God for
forgiveness through the merits of his Son. He at length found peace in
believing, and connected himself with the South Newport Baptist church,
McIntosh county. His soul seemed bent on doing good to others. For the
salvation of the young, particularly, he always manifested a lively
interest. I have known him win the respect, the confidence and the
affection of young men, and converse freely with them on the subject of
religion, who could not be approached by any other on that subject.
"If I mistake not, the first thing that turned his attention to the
ministry, and kindled in his soul that zeal which soon consumed his
body, was the condition of our colored people as regards moral
instruction. It was to them he first preached the gospel, and it was for
them he desired most earnestly to labor. In accordance with this
feeling, he at one time removed to Savannah, intending to devote himself
entirely to the religious instruction of the colored population of that
place. He had labored there but a very short time, when it became
necessary for him to return to his residence in McIntosh county."
"He was called to ordination by the South Newport church, and soon
afterwards to become their pastor. He was accordingly ordained, and
entered upon his pastoral duties with zeal and diligence. In prosecuting
the work of the ministry it was in vain that his body often complained;
it was in vain that the lassitude and debility experienced after
preaching admonished him to restrain his ardor; it was in vain that the
voice of friendship and love called upon him to spare himself, and
pointed him to those symptoms as indications of the breaking down of
nature. He did not spare himself, but taxed all his powers to their
utmost capacity that he might be acceptable and useful as a minister of
the gospel. He grew rapidly in knowledge and
page 306 usefulness. He had
not labored long, after entering fully upon the work of the ministry,
before his lungs gave fearful signs that they were giving way under the
heavy tasks imposed upon them. But being possessed of a strong frame, an
expansive chest, and naturally strong lungs, he heeded not these signs,
but went onward in his work; and, in all probability, had he not been
called by the mysterious providence of God to rescue his only son from a
watery grave, he might have lived and labored longer." An account of
this event is given in a letter to one of his brothers in Savannah, as
follows:
"Your letter of the 22d reached me yesterday, and, thanks to Almighty
God, it found me alive, and my house not one of mourning. On Friday
afternoon last, the weather being fine and the tide suitable, I took
Charles (his son) into the river and taught him to swim. On Saturday,
during my absence at meeting, he obtained his mother's permission, and
went into the river to improve himself in the art he had just entered
his noviciate. In the afternoon, on my return home, he expressed himself
not a little pleased at what he considered his improvement. On his
return from school on Monday afternoon, he asked and obtained my
permission to go again into the river. It was on the flood, nearly high
water. You know that, in front of the house, on the flood, there is an
eddy of considerable extent, outside of which the stream runs with great
velocity. The little canoe was at anchor in the eddy, with a long scope
of cable. Charles had been amusing himself by swimming near the boat,
and anon would rest himself by suspending to her. While he was thus
amusing himself, the boat was sheering towards the stream without his
being aware of it, and upon his last quitting his hold, he was forcibly
drawn into the current, and the boat simultaneously approached the
shore. I was at the time reclining on the sofa, nervous and exhausted
from the excitement of two days' meeting, my wife seated near me, when
we were startled by his whoop from the water, which was immediately
repeated. On springing to the window, the first thing that met my view
was my only son, at least one-fourth the width of the river from the
shore, and rapidly receding. (The river is near half a mile wide.) It
was but the work of a moment for me to throw off my jacket as I ran, and
page 307 plunge into the
waves. I remembered that I had on a pair of large, heavy shoes, but as
they were securely tied across my instep, I feared that in the time
necessary for me to untie and throw them off, his strength would be
exhausted, and he sink before I could reach him. They nearly proved
fatal to us both. I succeeded in gaining him while he was yet above the
water, and judging from his countenance that he was not very much
alarmed, I thought it best not to take hold of him, but to turn my back
and direct him to place his hands upon my shoulders. He did so, and
while my strength lasted, all seemed well; but that failing, together
with the weight of the shoes, which I now began to feel sensibly, I
gradually sunk into the water. At that time, the pressure of the child
upon me became insupportable; I endeavored to tell him so, but my mouth
was under water, and I could not articulate. I then hoped by diving to
reach the shore; but the want of breath soon rendered it necessary that
I should reach the surface; but this I could not do with the child
holding to me. I now thought that, by gaining the bottom, I might, by
a desperate effort, propel myself to the top, but this I could not
effect! Instinctive love of life, together with the last view of my wife
and five helpless little girls in agony, with clasped hands, standing in
the piazza, determined me to break his hold. But the thought of throwing
off my child, who was clinging to me for life, was a dagger to my heart.
Then did I, as Jonah, cry unto the Lord out of the deep, and he heard
me. In shoving Charles from me, I had forced him to the surface, and
upon my rising, I beheld my faithful servant, Prince, up to his arm-pits
in the water, in the act of springing into the boat. Again did my hope
revive, and seeing my child beside me struggling for life, I took him by
the arm with my left hand and swam with the other, until, once more
exhausted, we again sank. On coming to the surface a second time, I
found Charles already up and swimming. I called to him not to give up,
that Prince would soon be to us. He replied with calmness, and I took
comfort. We were within five feet of each other, and all that I could do
was to watch the approach of the boat and encourage him by words. I do
not think, had I seen my child again sinking, that I could have made
another effort for his salvation. Indeed, there is but little
page 308 doubt but that I
should have drowned first, for I was caught by Prince, as I was sinking
the third time, probably to rise no more, and Charles swam to the boat.
I thank my God that my presence of mind remained with me to the last.
Prince wished to draw me into the boat, but as she was small, in the
attempt she would, no doubt, have upset. I directed him to let me hang
by the gunwale and save Charles, to whom he immediately extended his
hand."
"I think (he further observes) I can distinctly see the hand of the
Lord in our rescue from a watery grave. Had not the boat continued to
sheer in from the time of Charles' leaving her, she would have been out
of the servant's reach, and had he found a paddle in her, in his anxiety
he may have passed over me in my exhausted state, or had he succeeded in
securing me in his hold, had the boat been passing swiftly through the
water, after saving me she would have shot beyond Charles But he was
compelled to propel her with his hands, and the approach was therefore
gradual, so that as soon as my weight was suspended to her she stopped
and was approached by Charles." The preacher adds: "Thus was he
delivered by his God from a watery grave, afterward to repose beneath
the cold sods of the valley."
"From this time his health declined rapidly, baffling the skill of
the physician. Many of you remember the last time he occupied this
pulpit, when, in an earnest and solemn manner, he addressed you from the
interesting passage, truly significant of what shortly awaited him,
'There remaineth therefore a rest for the people of God.' He seemed at
this time to feel that he should not survive long, that his end was
rapidly approaching, for on descending from the pulpit, being requested
by me to preach a funeral sermon in memory of a deceased friend, he
replied, 'His own would soon be preached.' Some little time after this,
he was confined to his bed to rise no more. It was a bed of pain and
suffering, yet not a murmur escaped his lips; but he submitted patiently
to him who doeth all things well. All who visited him bear testimony to
the entire resignation he manifested to the will of God. A ministering
brother, who was with him the day before his decease, beholding his
situation and observing that every moment was spent in struggling
page 309 for breath, stated
to brother Postell that 'his painful condition forced upon his mind the
folly of putting off repentance to a deathbed,' he replied, 'I thank my
God I did that four years ago.' The minister, having further remarked
upon the preciousness of Christ as a Saviour, in sustaining his
followers even in the dark valley and shadow of death, he lifted his
hands and eyes towards heaven, exclaiming, 'It is but a shadow! His rod
and his staff, they comfort me.'"
Thus did this gifted man live and die. The author's acquaintance with
Mr. Postell was quite limited; yet he remembers that his personal
appearance was fine, his countenance the very index of a magnanimous and
noble spirit, and his voice possessed a richness and power rarely
equaled. He took great delight in singing the songs of Zion, which
uniformly produced a happy effect, owing to the power of his voice. His
house was ever open to his numerous friends, where they met with a
hospitality corresponding with his generous nature, and which was
rendered doubly enticing by the agreeable manners and interesting
conversation for which he was noted, and by the intelligence and amiable
deportment of his pious wife. His talents, which were of a high order,
were consecrated to the honor of the King of kings. "Whoso honoreth me,
him shall my Father honor."
His death was about nine o'clock Wednesday night, the 7th of October,
1837, in the thirty-eighth year of his age.
JACK LUMPKIN,
A brother of Governor Wilson Lumpkin, was born in Virginia, about
1784, joined the church at County Line, Oglethorpe county, and was
ordained in July, 1812, by Jesse Mercer and Thomas Rhodes. His residence
for many years was near Antioch, some seven miles west of Lexington,
where he died in 1839. He had been to Mississippi, where he had settled
a plantation some years previously, and returned, much fatigued with the
journey, was soon taken sick and died of a fever.
Mr. Lumpkin was a laborious minister of Jesus Christ, and was pastor
at Antioch some twenty-five years, also at Shiloh, Beard's
meeting-house, Newhope and other places. He was
page 310 active in raising
up Mount Pleasant, and was pastor there some years. About 1818 he fell
into a desponding frame of mind, his health was much impaired, so that
he did not preach much in two years; but when relieved of his
despondency, he was even more active than ever in his Master's cause. He
was a very conscientious man, and could not be persuaded or driven out
of the path of rectitude. No pastor was more beloved. His affectionate
manner and feeling preaching endeared him very much to all his
congregations.
His opportunities for education were not favorable, but he had a good
native mind and thoroughly studied the scriptures. About 1821 he
procured a small but valuable library of standard and theological works,
which he studied with assiduity, and from which he derived much
knowledge. Prior to this period, his membership was in a church in the
Sarepta Association, by which he was chosen as one of a committee to
meet our Presbyterian brethren to devise some means to prevent Sabbath
breaking and kindred vices. Mr. Lumpkin did not regard the Sabbath in
the same light in which others regarded it, i. e., he did not attach
such an over-degree of sanctity to it as
to place it above all other gospel requisitions. Nothing definite was
accomplished in his conference with the Presbyterians. It should not be
inferred that Mr. Lumpkin was a careless observer of the Sabbath.
Nothing would be further from truth.
John Lumpkin, his father, when he came from Virginia, say
1785, settled some ten miles southeast of Lexington, Oglethorpe county,
which was his unchanged residence until death removed him, about 1834.
He was not a religious man. He was in the Convention to revise the State
Constitution, and also in our Legislature. Mrs. Lumpkin was a devotedly
pious woman.
Neville Lumpkin, one of the sons of the subject of this
notice, was a young minister of much promise. He had charge of the same
churches served by his father at the time of his death. He likewise died
suddenly, in 1843.
Part 41
page 311 JESSE MERCER.
Notwithstanding an extended and most interesting memoir of Mr. Mercer
has been extensively circulated in the State, from the pen of Rev. C. D.
Mallary, the author of this work supposes his name, at least,
ought to appear among those of his brethren. It is believed, however,
that a very brief notice of him is all that is needed here.
He was the son of Silas Mercer, one of the pioneers of the
gospel in Georgia, and was born in Halifax county, North Carolina,
December 16, 1769. He was the eldest of a family of eight children,
consisting of five sons and three daughters. He was a most amiable and
moral youth, having never been known to be overcome by passion, or to
have used a profane oath. His conversion took place when he was about
fifteen years of age, he was baptized in his eighteenth year, and soon
after began to preach the gospel. His marriage to Miss Sabrina Chivers
occurred in his nineteenth year, January 31, 1788, with whom he lived
till the period of her death, in 1826. Mr. Mercer's opportunities for
education in early life were very poor, and his subsequent improvement
and usefulness seem to have been greatly promoted by his first wife. He
was ordained before he was twenty years old, by Silas Mercer and Sanders
Walker. Though so very young, he was called to the pastoral care of
Hutton's Fork, (now Sardis,) in Wilkes county, which relation he
sustained for more than twenty years.
Such was his desire for education that, even after his marriage and
ordination, he sold out his little farm and went to school two years
to Mr. Springer, a Presbyterian clergyman, under whom he obtained some
knowledge of the learned languages. From this time, the field of his
labors was much enlarged, and we find him not only preaching to the
churches at Powelton and Eatonton, (then the most important in the
interior of the State,) but traveling far and near, and being well
received everywhere. He was the most influential minister of his day,
and perhaps the most distinguished minister of the denomination ever
reared up in the State. Yet many others were more successful in
gathering members into the church, and, indeed, of promoting revivals of
religion.
page 312
In 1798, Mr. Mercer was a member of the Convention which was
appointed to amend the State Constitution. His services in that body
were highly valuable. A lawyer moved that ministers of the gospel be
ineligible to the office of legislator, which was warmly advocated by
both doctors and lawyers. Mr. Mercer offered an amendment, to the effect
that both these professions be included in the contemplated Act. The
motion was speedily withdrawn. He offered once for Senator in the county
where he then resided, but was not elected. Afterwards, he was urged to
allow his name to be used for the office of Governor, but positively
declined the honor.
On several occasions did he represent his brethren in the sessions of
the Triennial Convention of the United States, always with credit to
himself and to the satisfaction of his constituents. The degree of
Doctor of Divinity was conferred upon him by Brown University, though
the title was seldom applied to him among his immediate friends, knowing
it would not be agreeable to him. For many years he was moderator of the
Georgia Association, of the Baptist State Convention, and, indeed, of
all the general meetings of the denomination when he was present, and
where it was meet he should act in that capacity. His second marriage
was to Mrs. Simons.
His approach to the tomb was gradual, he having experienced a low
state of health for years before his death. This event, deeply lamented
by thousands, took place at the residence of Rev. James Carter, Butts
county, September 6, 1841. His remains were taken to Penfield, and
buried near the site of Mercer University, named in honor of him. His
estate, which was large for a Georgia minister, was bequeathed to the
above University, and other benevolent objects. Seldom has the world
been blessed with such a man as Jesse Mercer.
Since the foregoing was published, Mr. Mercer has been grossly
misrepresented in a work by W. H. Sparks-- "Memories of
Fifty Years." It is charged that he took advantage of an invitation from
the Legislature to preach a funeral sermon in memory of Governor Rabun,
and instead thereof, delivered a bitter political harangue, aimed at
Governor Clarke, Rabun's successor. The Journals of the Legislature
show, on the contrary, that he preached, on that occasion, "a
pathetic and appropriate
page 313 sermon," which was
published by that body, a majority of which were political friends of
Clarke, and who had but recently elected him to office.
BILLINGTON M. SANDERS.
Rev. B. M. Sanders was the eldest child of Ephraim and Nancy Sanders,
who were natives of Virginia, and shortly after their marriage removed
to Georgia and settled in Columbia county. He was born in that county
December 2d, 1789. But little can now be ascertained respecting the days
of his childhood and early youth. It appears, however, that his father
died in 1796 and his mother in 1798, so that he was left an orphan at a
tender and helpless age. The Lord, however, graciously provided for the
lad. He found a home in the family of a Mr. Ambrose Jones, where, it is
believed, he was treated with kindness. It further appears that in 1802
he was a pupil in the Kiokee Seminary, sometimes known as McNeil's
Seminary, then under the care of a Mr. Bush. At this institution he
probably commenced and completed his preparation for college. The
following interesting reminiscence was kindly furnished me by a
distinguished citizen of this State, (Major Joel Crawford, of Early
county,) who, it seems, was a class-mate and a very intimate friend of
young Sanders at the Kiokee Seminary: "As a school-boy, Sanders was apt
to learn, high tempered, a little proud, and quite spirited, but always
truthful, kind-hearted and generous, with strong development of
reverence. I never loved a class-mate better, though, being a stouter
boy, I sometimes fretted him for my own amusement, and besides the laugh
which I probably enjoyed, received from him many of his severest blows,
which I made it a point never to return, having in every case been
myself the aggressor."
He entered Franklin College probably in 1806, where he remained, it
is supposed, about two years. He then left Athens and entered the South
Carolina College, April 8th, 1808, at which institution he graduated
December 4th, 1809, and, it is believed, reputably to himself, though
compelled to be absent from his class a portion of the time in
consequence of feeble health. Among his class-mates at Columbia were
several young
page 314 men who, like
himself, subsequently became quite distinguished: James L. Pettigrew, an
eminent lawyer of Charleston; William J. Grayson, member of Congress
from South Carolina, and William Capers, Bishop of the Methodist
Episcopal Church. His room-mate was a wild youth, but, out of respect to
Sanders, he never brought his rude companions to his room, and thus the
diligent student and the irregular youth roomed together in much
harmony. It was a uniform rule with him never to allow any intrusion
upon his studies. If a fellow-student called, he would kindly invite him
to a seat, and then turn to his books and prosecute his literary task.
And yet some of his college habits were not the most commendable. He was
a great slave to tobacco; but the day he graduated he broke off from
this habit and never afterwards resumed it.
Upon leaving college he returned to his native county, where he
resided until the latter part of 1832. In January, 1810, he was baptized
into the Kiokee church by Rev. Abram Marshall. He was rector of the
Columbia County Academy two years, and on March 17th, 1812, was united
in marriage with Miss Martha Lamar, of Applington, by whom he had nine
children, all of whom, except two, died in infancy and childhood. His
first wife having died in 1822, he was married to Miss Cynthia Holliday,
(the pious and estimable lady who survives him,) of Lincoln county,
February 25th, 1824. Thirteen children were the fruit of his second
marriage, several of whom are still living.
Immediately upon the close of his labors as a teacher at Applington,
he settled upon a plantation in Columbia county, where he pursued the
business of farming with great energy and success, which he found
congenial to his taste and highly favorable to his health, which had
been seriously threatened by a predisposition to pulmonary disease.
Once, and only once, he consented to represent his county in the State
Legislature. It is presumed he became disgusted with the obliquities and
follies of his colleagues and others at the capitol, as he would never
consent to have his name used for that purpose again. God had more
important work for him to do. It is believed to have been in 1823 that
Rev. Jabez P. Marshall, pastor of Union church, Warren county, of which
Mr. Sanders was then a member, asked permission at one of the regular
Conferences
page 315 to offer a
resolution which he had drawn up. Being ignorant of its purport,
Sanders, with others, encouraged the pastor to submit his resolution.
When it was read, however, he dropped his head and burst into tears, as
its object was to urge him forward to the work of the ministry, to which
his brethren believed God had called him, and from which he had for many
years drawn back. Now, however, he felt he could forbear no longer, and
we soon find him proclaiming the glorious gospel to his fellow-men. At
the special request of the Williams Creek church, he was ordained at
Union church, in January, 1825, by Jesse Mercer, Malachi Reeves, Joseph
Roberts, John H. Walker, J. P. Marshall and Elisha Perryman. His
ministry was devoted to the churches in that region until his removal to
Penfield in 1832.
The Georgia Baptist Convention, having determined, at their annual
meeting in 1831, to establish a classical and theological seminary, the
main object of which was the improvement of the rising ministry, an
object dear to the heart of Sanders, he was invited to take charge of
the infant enterprise. December of 1832, finds him at his post, and the
second Monday in January following, (1833) what is now Mercer University
began operations as follows: "Two double log-cabins, with a garret to
each, for dwelling, for dining-room, and for study, for both teachers
and students." In those two log-cabins, with only one assistant and
thirty-nine pupils, (seven having in view the ministry) did the
indefatigable and energetic Sanders lay the foundations of Mercer
Institute, in a few years to be known as Mercer University. (It was
commenced and continued for several years as a manual labor school.) He
was not merely the general superintendent of the seminary, but he was
teacher, steward and farmer. He had accounts to keep, buildings to
erect, lands to clear and fence and cultivate, financial plans to
evolve, discipline to administer, studies to review, an extensive
correspondence to keep up, besides preaching to the churches around and
attending to his own private and agricultural interests. For several
years he allowed himself only five or six hours sleep daily. He proved
himself to be the very man for the position, and in all his various
duties, he sustained himself most successfully. God smiled upon his
self-denying endeavors, public favor
page 316 was conciliated to
the institution, the number of students increased, pecuniary aid flowed
in, and precious revivals of religion were enjoyed from year to year.
When the institution was elevated to the rank of a college, Sanders was
elected as its first president, which position he accepted only on the
condition that the trustees would procure a successor at their earliest
opportunity. A successor having been secured, he resigned at the close
of 1839, having conducted the institution successfully through the first
seven years of its existence. Though no longer the president, he
continued in other relations his untiring efforts for its prosperity. He
was about five years its treasurer, without compensation, a member of
the board of trustees and secretary of that board up to the time of his
decease. He did more to establish the University than any other
individual.
Let none suppose that he found an excuse for neglecting his duties as
a minister of the gospel, in the fact of his being at the head of an
important literary and theological institution. Far from it, for during
his residence at Penfield, he managed to preach more than many younger
men who had nothing to do but to preach. He was four years
pastoral supply at Shiloh, ten years at Greensboro, and one
year at Griffin. For more than quarter of a century, he was a burning
and a shining light in the Georgia Association, was its clerk for
several years and for nine years its moderator. For many years he was
more fully identified with all the important measures of the Georgia
Baptist Convention, at least as to their practical execution, than any
other man in the State. Was six years its moderator and was chairman of
its executive committee for a series of years. He was also for a time
editor of the Christian Index, was generally a delegate to the Baptist
Triennial Convention, until Southern Baptists withdrew from that body,
and was then a delegate to the Southern Baptist Convention. But why
particularize further? It is sufficient to say there was no movement
within his sphere, having in view the welfare of man and the glory of
God, with which he did not identify himself and bring to its support all
his influence and energy.
From the foregoing imperfect outline, one would naturally infer that
B. M. Sanders was no ordinary man. Without conceding to him the
attributes of genius, or extensive and profound
page 317 scholarship, or the
exactest refinement of manners, or a high reputation for remarkable
sayings and striking isolated deeds, or even that nicely shaded
perfection of christian character which, in some rare instances, have
adorned the history of Zion, he was nevertheless worthy of being
regarded one of the most remarkable men that has ever lived and died in
Georgia. His life exhibited a uniform and unbroken round of sacred
devotion to principle--of self-sacrificing, useful deeds--of sincere,
fervent, and unquestioned piety. Those who knew him longest and best
generally valued him most. Some shine in the distance, but grow dim as
you approach them: This was not the case with Sanders. A slight
acquaintance would signally fail to reveal his true worth. It was
necessary to know him long and intimately in order to form a correct
idea of his real character and of his great excellence. He possessed a
strong, clear and active intellect, a large share of good common sense,
and a remarkable capacity for business. A christian brother who knew him
well, said of him many years ago: "He is good at everything; he is a
good preacher, a good pastor, a good teacher, a good farmer, a good
carpenter, a good brickmason--good at whatever he undertakes." He was a
man of great punctuality in all his private and public duties; of
much decision and of indomitable energy; and was
distinguished for great moral courage. He and Mercer were
intimate personal friends, and there was no man for whose opinions he
had a higher respect. Yet, on one memorable occasion he differed even
with Mercer. It was in regard to the location of Mercer University.
Mercer was in favor of Washington--Sanders of Penfield. The views of the
latter at length prevailed, when Mercer, true to the instincts of his
unselfish soul, finding his darling scheme overruled by his brethren,
yielded with meekness and dignity, saying, "I cannot work alone; I must
go with my brethren; you may put me down for $5,000." And finally, as is
well known, he gave the institution at Penfield the larger portion of
his estate.
Sanders was a man of pure and lofty aims. Says his friend,
Major Joel Crawford, "Very few men have brought to the service of his
day and generation better intents and purposes than Mr. Sanders;
very few more efficiency, and, I may add, very
page 318 few have had better
success." He had no sinister and selfish purposes to hide beneath the
cloak of fair pretensions. He was not a man of a double face and a
double tongue. Uprightness and integrity walked with him arm in arm. He
was emphatically an honest man--honest in his dealings, honest in his
opinions, honest in his rebukes and commendations. True, he had his
faults; the faultless live in heaven. His, however, were not the faults
of a sordid, groveling nature. They were such as we often see connected
with ardent feelings and great energy and decision of character, and are
by no means inconsistent with purity of aim and nobility of soul. He was
sometimes irritable and impatient; sometimes he used expressions of
needless severity; and sometimes he urged his views with a zeal
bordering on pertinacity. But who would undertake to impeach his
integrity? Whatever his faults may have been, how light they all appear
when contrasted with his honesty, his piety, his energy, and his
abundant labors. The sick, the widow, the fatherless, engaged his active
sympathies. During his whole christian life, especially the last twenty
years of it, he seemed to make, as it were, but one contribution to the
cause of human happiness--and that was himself.
Let us pass on to the closing scene. On the 19th of June, 1851, he
had an attack of vertigo, which was followed by a general and permanent
prostration of his system. He had been feeble previous to this, but it
was now evident that the brisk, elastic energy of his system which had
borne him through so many toils and held in check
for many years his constitutional tendency to consumption had given way,
never effectually to react. For four months before his death he was
confined to his bed, and for several weeks was unable to turn himself.
In the meantime he was reduced to a state of great emaciation. But his
mind retained to the last its usual clearness. He was uniformly composed
and cheerful, but had no raptures. To visiting friends he expressed
great confidence in God, quoting passages like this: "Though he slay me,
yet will I trust in him." Shortly before he expired, fearing he had been
too anxious to depart, he said to his friends: "I have sinned--pray that
I may be pardoned." Among his last expressions was: "Though I walk
through the valley," etc. He died on the 12th of March,
page 319 1852, in the
sixty-fifth year of his age, and was buried in the grave-yard at
Penfield.
JAMES REEVES.
The subject of this imperfect sketch, was the son of a Baptist
minister, Jeremiah Reeves, of North Carolina, who removed to Georgia and
settled in Wilkes county. He had four sons, all of whom became Baptist
preachers, Malachi, Jeremiah, (whose history also occurs in this
volume,) John and James. The oldest, Malachi, was an eminently useful
man in his day, and was contemporary with Jesse Mercer, Thomas Rhodes,
and other distinguished characters. John was still living at last
accounts, a very old man. He has been quite useful in his day.
James Reeves was born in Wilkes county, where he was brought
up, and lived successively in Jasper, Butts, and Troup. His last move
was to Carroll county, where he died, April 6th, 1858, in the
seventy-fourth year of his age. When converted, and by whom baptized,
the writer has not been able to ascertain. It is believed he was about
thirty when he commenced preaching, which was probably in Jasper county.
He was twice married--first, to a Miss McElroy, and next to a Mrs.
Phillips. He raised a large family of children, some of whom passed away
to the better country in advance of their father. The characters of
those who remain do no discredit to their parentage.
He was a praying man. He was never known to omit family
prayer, when it was possible to attend to it; and if practicable, all
his family must participate. The writer remembers an anecdote told of
him in the early settlement of Troup county. The neighbors were
accustomed to assist one another in building their log cabins, rolling
logs, etc. Boards being in demand for covering a house, it was agreed
that one party of men should meet at Mr. Reeves' for early breakfast,
and another party at one of his neighbors, and thence sally forth for
the day's work. Whichever party should find a suitable board-tree
first, was to commence operations, not waiting for the other. Those who
met at Mr. Reeves' were there by daylight, and
page 320 were in a great hurry to get to work early. But no matter what the
hurry was, family worship must be attended to first. The good man
produced his Bible, and went through this service with due solemnity.
Breakfast over, he and his party were not long in finding several
first rate board-trees, on which they went to work with a will. It
was growing late when the other party made their appearance, rather
crest-fallen. "They had started out very early, (they said,) had felled
several trees, but they had labored in vain, not having succeeded in
making a single good board." Mr. Reeves kindly replied, "I fear you did
not take time to pray before starting." Which was true, though some of
them were professors of religion.
From his entrance into the ministry, he was ardently devoted to its
sacred duties, and eminently successful in wining souls to Christ. He
gloried in being a pioneer preacher, in searching out destitute
fields, and in establishing and building up churches therein. It was
this spirit that prompted him to leave his pleasant home in Jasper
county, and settle for a time in Butts, which was then newly acquired
territory. And then, when the tide of emigration swept still further
westward, into Troup and adjoining counties, Mr. Reeves went forward
with the emigrants, and with John Wood and other zealous and devoted
servants of Christ, planted the cross in what was then comparatively a
wilderness. They preached in the log cabins of the new settlers, and
under temporary arbors constructed for the purpose, supplied the people
with Bibles and tracts, and established Sabbath schools and temperance
societies. Some of the most flourishing churches now in Troup and
adjoining counties were organized by Reeves and his coadjutors. And all
this work was done as a labor of love, for they had no hope or prospect
of earthly reward. Their families were maintained by the labor of their
own hands, or that of their servants, and they went forth, sowing the
good seed of the kingdom, without cost to those who reaped the benefits
thereof. It was the unrequited labors of such men that gave the Baptists
the vantage ground in all that region. Let none imagine that this work
was accomplished without opposition. The "anti-mission war" was raged in
those days with a bitterness of which the present generation have but a
faint conception. Mr. Reeves was as
page 321 firm as a rock and
as bold as a lion in favor of the truth on this subject. Hence, he came
in for his full share of persecution and reproach. Though exceedingly
mild in spirit, and affable in manner, his adversaries found him ever
ready to "contend earnestly for the faith once delivered to the saints."
Mr. Reeves was a Bible preacher. He was frequently called a
living concordance. His familiarity with the sacred oracles was
doubtless the result of a habit which prevailed among the fathers of our
Baptist Israel in Georgia, much more generally than among the preachers
of this generation--the habit of daily reading and studying the Word.
They read the Bible more than any other book. Indeed, many of them read
scarce anything else. The consequences were, that their sermons abounded
with scripture quotations and illustrations, they were more fully
established in the doctrines of grace, and they preached with an
unction which nothing but the word and spirit of God can impart.
Our brother was remarkable for punctuality in all his
engagements, whether secular or religious. No man enjoyed in a higher
degree the confidence of those with whom he had dealings. When the time
arrived for him to start off to his preaching appointments, neither
rain, nor snow, nor sleet prevented his going. His benevolence knew no
bounds. The poor he never turned away empty. If they had money to pay
for provisions, they got them. If not, they got them any how. If there
was not sufficient for the rich and poor, he invariably gave the
preference to the latter.
Old age neither dampened the ardor nor restrained the zeal of Mr.
Reeves in the great work to which he had so faithfully devoted his life.
A friend, who visited him in March, 1858, says, in substance: "The time
for his departure was drawing nigh. He was fully sensible of this, but
talked as calmly about it as if he was going on a journey. His only
desire to live longer was that he might preach the gospel. He manifested
more concern for the conversion of his attending physician than for his
own recovery. Throughout his sickness, he ceased not to exhort and
counsel all who came about him, whether saints or sinners. Among his
last words were, that, although he felt no great ecstasy in view
of death, he had an abiding faith that all was well. As his last hour
approached, he rose from his bed,
page 322 though greatly
debilitated, and asked to be helped to a seat near the fire, so that he
might have family prayer once more. Having requested a brother Burke,
who was present, to take up and complete his prayer should his breath
fail, he agonized long and fervently in that last offering which he made
as priest of his household. It was noticed by his friends that he made
most fervent appeals for his country--that country which was so soon to
be deluged with blood. Having given all necessary directions about his
temporal affairs, designated the text from which he wished brother Burke
to deliver his funeral discourse, (2d Timothy, chapter iv. 6, 7 and 8
verses,) he calmly fell asleep in Jesus, and was gathered, 'as a shock
of corn fully ripe,' into the garner of the Lord." The author has known
but few as good men as James Reeves.
JOSIAH S. LAW.
Josiah Spry Law, son of Rev. Samuel Spry Law and Rebecca G.,
(Hughes,) his wife, was born in Sunbury, Georgia, on the 5th of
February, 1808, and there received a good classical education,
principally under the instruction of the Rev. James Shannon. In 1827,
that gentleman having removed to Augusta, at the solicitation of the
Baptist church in that city, and desiring an assistant in his school,
offered the place to Mr. Law, who accepted it, and at the same time
prosecuted his own studies. Here, during a revival of religion, he was
converted and united himself with the Baptist church.
Up to this time, he had designed entering the profession of the law,
to which his mind was peculiarly adapted, and in which he would, no
doubt, have been distinguished. But God had other purposes for him, and
his grace touched a chord in the bosom of his young servant that had
never vibrated before. It was not long that he hesitated in regard to
his duty. Surrendering all his previous ambitious aims, he resolved to
give himself, without reserve, to whatever work the Master had called
him. That work, he was persuaded, was the gospel ministry. Accordingly,
with a view to prepare himself for it, he soon after entered the
Theological Seminary, at Newton, Massachusetts, where he took the usual
course of three years, and graduated
page 323 with credit. On his
return home, he was called to the care of the Sunbury church, and was
ordained in December, 1830. (Rev. Charles B. Jones and J. H. Campbell
were ordained at the same time, and by the same ceremony.)
In January, 1831, he entered upon his ministerial duties, which were
discharged with so much zeal and ability that he at once won the
confidence and affection of his brethren. In October, 1832, he accepted
an invitation to take charge of the Baptist church at Macon; but, after
remaining there a few months, he returned, in the spring of 1833, and
resumed his connection with the Sunbury church. In 1835 he was called to
the pastorate of the Baptist church in Savannah, and after spending a
year with them, was again called back to his first charge, the Sunbury
church; and, in consequence of the declining health of his father, he
felt it his duty to return. In 1840 he became the pastor of the North
Newport church, in Liberty county. He was, also, for several years,
pastor of the South Newport church, in McIntosh county.
The Baptists in Liberty county have at no time been very strong,
except with the colored population, among whom they are the prevailing
denomination. Of late years the number of white communicants has been
greatly diminished by removal and death. Sunbury, where their chief
strength lay, has been almost entirely forsaken. The dead who sleep in
its quiet grave-yard, and whose faces are not forgotten by the present
generation, outnumber far its living inhabitants. The old church is
still there,11.
like a lonely sentinel amidst surrounding desolation. Faithful to its
office, its old bell yet breaks the silence of the Sabbath morning to
herald the coming of the missionary to the negroes, who, for
convenience, meet there from different points in the neighborhood, and
for whose sake a church organization is still preserved. North Newport
has also suffered severely, but not to the same extent, from the same
causes. Winn, and the elder Screven, and Dunham, and the elder Law,
whose names are fragrant in the memory of Baptists, have years ago
entered upon their rest. Those who succeeded them in the ministry have
been called to other fields of labor in our own and in heathen lands.
The excellent
page 324 brother whose
career I have undertaken to trace, remained and toiled through all
discouragements in a position that promised but little reward beyond the
consciousness of a faithful discharge of duty.
Deeply concerned for the spiritual welfare of the negroes from the
commencement of his ministry, he had been accustomed to devote part of
his time to their special benefit, and for several years previous to his
death, the largest part of his services was given to them. He was
successful in his labors among them, an evidence of which is found in
the fact, that a short time previous to his fatal sickness, he baptized thirty-six, and had, at the time of his death, about
sixty candidates for baptism. This was no unusual occurrence. Nor was it
the result of excitement. They were well instructed and intelligent
converts. It was his custom (as it is that of the Presbyterian brethren
engaged in the same work in Liberty county) not only to preach to them,
but also to teach them orally, old and young, upon every occasion,
either before or after the sermon. He felt that the soul of the black
man was as precious to the Saviour as that of the master, and every
heart that loves Christ and the souls of men, can appreciate the
interest for this class and sympathize in the reluctance with which he
would contemplate a removal from his charge, that would perhaps leave
them without a shepherd and guide. His ambition was not for worldly
distinction, but to do his Master's will, and to do it well. Had he
sought distinction, it would not have been in vain. The positions he
could have commanded would have opened to him a field in which he could
have gratified such a desire, had he cherished it. A few years before
his death, he was elected professor in the theological department of
Mercer University, but preferring the more immediate duties of
the ministry, he declined.
He continued in the field of his early labors until attacked by a
malignant disease, to which he was much exposed in attendance upon sick
and dying friends, and which terminated his life while he was yet in the
vigor of manhood, on the 5th of October, 1853. From the commencement of
his illness his sufferings were great--so great that he was unable to
converse; and, though sometimes bewildered, he was frequently heard to
page 325 say, "Thy will, O
Lord, not mine, be done!" and to repeat some passage of scripture suited
to himself and his sorrowing family. His last words were two verses of
that beautiful hymn commencing--" There is a land of pure delight.
"
It is no unmerited eulogy to say, that the subject of this notice, in
intellectual endowments, in devotion to his high calling, in earnest
eloquence, and in fidelity to his office, occupied a very high rank in
his profession. Endowed with talents that might have qualified him for
any station, he knew no ambition but to serve God acceptably; he coveted
no honor but that of being "found in Christ." The buoyancy of his
spirits and the warmth of his heart, his frankness and the high tone of
feeling which gave a beautiful finish to his character, rendered him a
fascinating companion and a valued friend, while his integrity and manly
independence secured the respect of all. His wit and genial humor in
social intercourse made him highly attractive to all classes, and
especially to the young, over whom his influence was happily exerted.
Social in his feelings, he did not seclude himself in cold isolation
from the world around him; but having a heart that could participate in
the happiness and sympathize in the sorrows of others, he gave freedom
to the noblest emotions of the soul, and endeared himself to his friends
by identifying himself with them in every scene of life. His attachments
were strong, and he made no professions of regard but such as were the
spontaneous breathings of a warm and generous heart. No man had warmer
friends, and no one was worthier of them.
As a preacher, he was nice in his discriminations, unfolding the
doctrines of the gospel with clearness, and applying them with great
power to the practical duties of life. Independent in thought, and bold
in declaring what he believed to be the truth, his sermons were rich in
matter, logical, and habitually instructive. His preparations for the
pulpit were thorough, and when he entered the sanctuary, it was with
beaten oil. Ardent in feeling, his eloquence was often highly
impassioned, and his whole manner was well fitted to give effect to his
discourses. His last sermon, which was preached the day on which he was
attacked by the malady that terminated his life,
page 326 is said to have
been characterized by remarkable unction and impressiveness. "Christ
crucified" was always the burden of his preaching, as it was the ground
of his hope.
Mr. Law was rather below the medium height, well formed, and of
agreeable personal appearance. A free, open countenance, sparkling brown
eyes, and a head of fine intellectual development, were expressive of
frankness, vivacity and intelligence. His physical, intellectual and
moral man were in admirable harmony.
Mr. Law was married on the 13th of January, 1831, to Ellen S.
Barrett, of Augusta, Georgia. This estimable lady, with ten
children--nine sons and a daughter--survived him. His oldest son had
just entered the profession of medicine, and the next that of law, at
the time of his death. He was very happy in his domestic relations, and
proved to the wife of his youth a devoted husband. Practically a
stranger to austerity, his children were encouraged to be open and frank
in his presence. At the same time he held them under all needful
restraint, thus blending, in his intercourse with them, the freedom of
companionship with the authority of "one that ruleth well his own
house."
His servants were brought under the same rule of kindness and
decision by which he controlled his children. His interest in this class
of our Southern population I have already referred to, but it may not be
out of place here to remark that he was, in turn, greatly loved by them,
and little is hazarded in saying that, in all our broad domain, no
servant of Jesus is more sacredly enshrined in the hearts of the
grateful children of Africa, who received the gospel from his lips, and
to whose spiritual good his life was consecrated.
HENRY OTIS WYER.
The subject of this sketch was born in Beverly, Massachusetts, 19th
March, 1802. His early advantages were limited, but by industry and
application, he prepared himself to enter Waterville College, Maine,
about his eighteenth year. Few men were blessed with a better mother.
She possessed high intellectual culture, and was eminently pious. The
cherished
page 327 desire of her heart
was to see her eldest son a minister. God heard her prayers and answered
her request. Soon after his conversion and entrance upon college, his
mother removed to Alexandria, Virginia, where she remained until her
death. On her return there he left Waterville, and entered Columbian
College, District of Columbia, where he continued his studies for two or
three years. His ministry commenced soon after his conversion. When but
a mere boy, he entered upon the great work of preaching Christ to
sinners, and continued to love and labor for souls as long as he lived.
After leaving college he returned North, where he spent a few months
in preaching to destitute churches. About the year 1824, he received an
appointment to labor as a city missionary in Savannah, Georgia. The
Baptist church at that time was without a pastor, the members few and
feeble, the cause languishing and almost dead. That eminently good and
pious man, Josiah Penfield, then the most useful and influential member
in the church, soon heard of him, and of his mission to the city.
Attracted by his piety, his zeal, his talents, the church soon called
him to become their pastor. Though young and inexperienced, he entered
with zeal and energy upon this important field of labor. He was ordained
pastor of the church during that year, by the late Rev. W. T. Brantly,
who was then pastor of the church in Augusta, and the Rev. James
Shannon, then of Liberty county. About two years after his ordination he
was married to Miss Mary S. Hartstene, of Savannah, who, from her youth,
was admired for her grace of manners, intelligence of mind, excellent
discretion, and cheerful piety. She survived her husband nine years. On
the 21st March, 1866, she passed from earth to join him in the rest
above. Two children only were the fruit of their marriage, the younger
son--a physician of great promise and usefulness--sleeps beside his
parents; the elder still survives, and is a minister of the gospel in
Virginia. He remained pastor of the church about ten years, when his
health failed through the excessive labors consequent upon a succession
of revivals with which his ministry was attended. During these years he
toiled incessantly, his time, talents and energies were taxed to their
utmost. Whatever he attempted he did with all his might. Besides the
three
page 328 regular services of
the Sabbath--which was the custom at that time--he often had two, and
frequently three, during the week. Hundreds were converted under his
ministry, the church was revived and built up, and the Baptist cause
greatly advanced. Nor during that period were his labors confined to his
own church and people, but the adjacent churches in Georgia and South
Carolina were often visited by him, and were, through his
instrumentality, blessed with gracious seasons of refreshing. Several
precious revivals occurred at Beaufort, South Carolina, under his
ministry. Among the number baptized there was Rev. Dr. R. Fuller,
between whom and himself there continued to exist a strong and devoted
attachment during his whole life. In Georgia such men as Lathrop,
DeVotie, D. G. Daniell, and many others who are now among the most
prominent and useful ministers in the denomination, were converted
through his instrumentality and baptized by him. He loved above
everything else to be in a revival. Those who have been with him on such
occasions, can appreciate his special adaptedness for such work. His
last letter ever written to his son, expresses his feelings on this
subject. We extract the following sentences: "The happiest period of my
life was when hard at work in the ministry. It is a great and good work,
and must tell upon the destinies of eternity. Take heed unto thyself, I.
Timothy, iv. 16. A personal influence is all-important. Seek to move the
conscience, the affections, the moral man, in preaching, in
conversation, in prayers, in everything."
When the Rev. J. G. Binney resigned the church to go to Burmah, he
was re-elected pastor, but he consented to take the church only for the
year, that he might relieve the building from the encumbrance of a heavy
debt. His object accomplished he retired; but on the division of the
church a year or two afterwards, when the second Baptist church was
constituted, he became its pastor. His health did not permit him to
labor long in this capacity. He was succeeded after two years, by Rev.
J. P. Tustin, but never afterwards assumed the regular pastoral care of
a church, though he frequently supplied destitute churches in various
portions of the country, and endeavored to preach every Sabbath when his
health would permit it.
As a preacher, he had few equals. The pulpit was the throne
page 329 of his strength. He
was emphatically a christian preacher, and in his eye all truth
arranged itself around the cross of Christ. His characteristics were
clearness, unction and force. He never prostituted the pulpit to
purposes of mere rhetorical display and intellectual entertainment.
Convinced himself, he sought to convince others. Relying on God, he
believed that the truth was capable of being so exhibited as to commend
itself to every man's conscience. Studying that truth himself, and
feeling its adaptation to his own intellect and heart, his presentations
of truth was such as to impress the minds of his hearers with the belief
that his heart was deeply imbued with its Spirit. He felt that no man
could preach who did not himself perceive the glory of Christ, and know
experimentally the preciousness of Christ. There was in his preaching an
unction, a pathos and an eloquence that we have rarely seen equalled in
any other speaker. His fine person, flashing eye and sonorous voice,
combined with a comprehensive mind, a cultivated intellect and a
sanctified heart, peculiarly fitted him for an effective preacher. His
sermons were generally well prepared, but he rarely ever wrote them in
full. He usually preached from notes, his thoughts came rapidly, his
language was chaste, yet forcible, his imagination fervid, and he
possessed a fluency that made him ready for any occasion. Many have
regretted that some of his most effective sermons had not been written
out But after all, the written sermons of a minister are a poor exponent
of his influence. However elaborate their construction and finished
their style, they are but the residuum of a sparkling cup. Those who
read what they once heard invariably confess to a feeling of
disappointment, and can with difficulty be persuaded that the sentences
over which their eye passes so languidly on the printed page are the
very same which, upon the delivery from the pulpit, fresh from the heart
and lips of their authors, were as a chariot of fire to the devout
auditor. "In fact, every attempt to present on paper the splendid
effects of impassioned eloquence, is like gathering dew drops, which
appear jewels and pearls on the grass, but run to water in the hand, the
essence and the elements remain, but the grace, the sparkle and the form
are gone."
The following was written by Dr. W. T. Brantly a short time
page 330 after his death:
"As a pulpit orator, our departed brother, when in health, had very few
superiors in this country. He had a fine presence, and when his sonorous
voice and piercing eye were animated by a soul filled with love to
Christ, and yearning for the conversion of sinners, he spoke with the
most thrilling effect. Who that heard him preach for upwards of two
hours at the Georgia Baptist Convention, in Madison, about fourteen
years ago, will ever forget that sermon? Who grew weary under that
protracted discourse? During the remarkable revival which took place in
Charleston, in 1846, he and Rev. Richard Fuller frequently spoke on the
same occasion. After Dr. Fuller had preached for more than an hour and
wrought the audience to a degree of feeling which was intense, I have
seen brother Wyer rise and with appeals almost electric, swell the
feeling into deeper emotion and retain the multitude in profound
attention to a late hour of the night. A beautiful feature in our
beloved brother's character was his humility. He never seemed to be
conscious of his great power, and shrank from anything like notoriety.
He was willing to work in the most obscure positions, and always
rejoiced when his ministering brethren were assigned places of
distinction. His genial disposition made him a universal favorite in
society, whilst his intelligent conversation and refined manners gave
him access to the best circles in our country."
An incident was related to the writer a few years ago by Dr. W. F.
Broaddus, of Virginia, illustrative of his great power in exhortation:
Dr. Broaddus and himself were conducting a protracted meeting many years
ago at Culpepper Court-house. There was then no Baptist church in the
place, and the services were held in the court-house. The meetings
became deeply solemn, and many were inquiring what they must do to be
saved? In the village was a gentleman of standing and influence who was
a professed infidel. His wife was a truly pious woman and a Baptist. She
tried to persuade her husband to attend the meetings, but he continued
to refuse. One night he was led by the spirit of God to the meeting. He
did not venture in, but stood at the door. The speaker was delivering
one of his most effective exhortations. The man was attracted by his
voice, his manner, his soul-stirring appeals. He entered
page 331 the room. As the
speaker proceeded in his exhortation he advanced up the aisle nearer and
still nearer, until at last he fell down, amid tears and sobs, and cried
to God for mercy.
The following touching and truthful tribute to his memory was written
by Rev. Dr. Fuller, of Baltimore: "The papers have lately announced the
departure of this minister of Christ, and the news will afflict many
churches and many hearts in our country. It was not long after he came
to the South, when the writer of this notice entered a church almost
casually. In the pulpit was a man, still young, with a very striking
appearance, with a musical, sonorous voice, and whose gesture was
graceful and commanding. These accomplishments were, however, soon
forgotten, and the attention of the entire audience riveted by the
earnestness and pathos with which the speaker enforced the simple but
sublime truths of the gospel. Although utterly careless, I could but be
impressed as he urged "the one thing needful" for man's peace and
happiness and salvation. "Who is this?" "The Rev. Mr. Wyer,
pastor of Savannah Baptist church." I lost sight of him for some years,
but we were destined to meet again, and often to share the toils and
cares and successes and sorrows of the ministry. I remember, as it were
yesterday, the calm sweet morning when he led me down into the water and
baptized me into that name so precious to us both. Scene after scene
rises to my memory when we knelt together, and from one closet went
forth to preach Jesus to the great congregation, and to triumph together
in seeing the salvation of the gospel breaking forth on the right hand
and on the left. For him, all this has ceased. Indeed, for many years
his impaired health compelled him to relinquish the occupation so dear
to his heart. He had to resign his pastorship, and, with Rutherford, to
"mourn over his dumb Sabbaths." He has finished his course. What
anxieties, what cares, what griefs, what joys, what fears, what labors,
what tears and groans, what hopes and disappointments, are crowded into
the life of a faithful minister of the gospel! He knew all these, but
now he knows them no more. He has passed from them to the peace and
purity and rapture--the wreaths and the robes of the victor--to the
crown of righteousness, which
page 332 the Lord, the
righteous Judge, will give to them who fight the good fight of faith and
are faithful unto death."
As I have already said, Mr. Wyer was endowed with rare personal
advantages for the work of the ministry. His fluency was uncommon;
indeed, it was to him (as it is too often to those who possess the
faculty,) a snare. And yet, what a gift when he had prepared himself by
study! In what burning accents--with what a flood of eloquence could he
pour out all his thoughts! His mind was strong, vigorous, comprehensive;
his imagination lively and fertile. But the secret of his pulpit power
was in his heart. There the truest, warmest, most tender and noblest
elements found their congenial abode. Napoleon said that he "governed
men by fear, and that men could be governed only by fear." How different
is the wisdom of the gospel, and how much truer its philosophy, which
teaches us that love is, and must be, (the power is, indeed, the wisdom
and power of God,) where such a being as man is to be controlled. In the
character of our deceased brother, love was the all-pervading,
all-constraining element. In all his official life--as a preacher and
pastor--in the desk, in the parlor, in the sick chamber, he was all
tenderness and gentleness and affection--"the love of Christ
constraining him."
"In social intercourse he was the same sincere, disinterested,
benevolent man. Ever scrupulously just in his dealings, ever courteous
in his manners, and ever faithful in his friendships, he has left a
reputation unsullied by a single stain, a name which no human being can
mention with unkindness, and a memory enshrined in the hearts of
thousands who loved him. It was especially in his family that all the
virtues and amiabilities of his character were unfolded. But within
those hallowed precincts others must not
intrude.
"The griefs and consolations of the house of mourning are sacred.
Strangers, not even friends, may mingle with them. To lose such a
husband and father must be an irreparable bereavement. But the hand
which hath chastened can wipe away all tears. And the prayers offered,
night and day, by him whose form they will see no more, whose voice they
will hear no more, those prayers will now return in consolations and
blessings which can cause the soul, in its bitterest affliction,
page 333 to exchange 'beauty
for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, and the garments of praise for
the spirit of heaviness.'"
In April, 1857, he left Savannah in his usual health and joined his
family, then in Alexandria, Virginia. The Sabbath preceding the attack
of pneumonia which terminated his life, he repaired to the church for
the blacks and preached to them in the morning and afternoon. During the
second service the house was very warm, and the doors being opened near
the pulpit, he stood in a current of air, and thus in all probability
contracted the disease which resulted in death a few days afterwards.
His last text was from John iii. 14 and 15. Preaching Christ was his
last public service on earth. When smitten by disease, he manifested not
the slightest anxiety to recover. The Saviour whom he had served was his
hope, and his spirit was serene. The day previous to his death he said
to one sitting by him, "I have run the race, I have fought the battle;
henceforth there is laid up for me a crown." And to his son, a short
time before he expired, in answer to the question, "Is it all well with
you now?" he said, "Not a doubt--not a doubt--all clear." On the morning
of May 8th, 1857, in the fifty-fifth year of his age, he passed from
earth to his reward in heaven. His funeral was attended from the Baptist
church on the following day. There, in front of the pulpit, lay the calm
remains of the faithful minister of Christ, who had been brought to the
house of God for the last time, to address his brethren and friends in
speechless tenderness. A hymn was sung, prayer was offered, some words
of consolation uttered, and devout men bore him to his burial. The early
spring blossoms were opening and falling as he was laid in the sacred
spot selected in the Ivy Hill Cemetery, near Alexandria. Upon the marble
slab that marks his resting place is the simple inscription: "And now my
witness is in heaven and my record is on high."
ELISHA PERRYMAN.
From a brief sketch of the "Life and Adventures of Elisha Perryman,"
published by himself in 1856, the following extracts are taken, which,
it is believed, will give a more correct idea of his character than
anything the author could prepare.
page 334 He says "I was born
on the 6th day of February, 1769, in Halifax county, Virginia. My
ancestors came from Wales; the time of their emigration to this country
I do not know. My father and mother were both natives of Virginia--the
former was born in Prince Edward; the latter, in Caroline county. They,
as well as my grand-parents, so far as I know, were plain, homespun, old
fashioned, orthodox, predestinarian Baptists; so you see I am but a chip
of the old block. My father lived, at the time of my birth, on Win's
creek near Dan river. Like all true lovers of their country, he was much
engaged in the revolutionary war. Besides other engagements, he was
present at the battle of Guilford Court-house. In that battle, he was
captain of a volunteer company that he himself raised. In common with
all others, father's family suffered much from the British about this
time. When Cornwallis had got through pursuing General Greene, he took
up his camp within six miles of our house, so that we were just at the
mercy of these wicked people. While there, his troops ravaged the
country, I reckon, for ten miles around, carrying off whatever they
wanted, and destroying a great deal that they did not want. They broke
us up entirely. They ate up our cattle, hogs, corn, fodder and
everything of the kind. Tarleton's horse company carried off three or
four stacks of our oats at one time. They broke us up there so
completely that we moved away next spring and came to Georgia. After we
got to this State we settled down on Big Kiokee creek, in Richmond
county, about twenty-two miles above Augusta, and one mile from where
Columbia Courthouse now stands. Some years after this, parts of Richmond
and Wilkes were taken, out of which a new county was made, called
Columbia."
He gives an interesting account of an expedition against the Indians
between the Ogeechee and Oconee rivers, in which he was engaged as a
soldier; of his marriage, and then proceeds: "For several years after my
marriage my feelings in respect to religion were not much excited.
Sometimes I would become troubled because of my sins; but these troubles
would soon wear off. So things went on until the year 1792; this year I
got greatly stirred up in view of my sinfulness. Being very uneasy about
my case, and being in great want of knowledge,
page 335 I concluded to
invite ministers to come and preach at my house, that I might gain some
instruction. Among others, several Methodist ministers used to hold
meetings with me for myself and neighbors. I heard them quite often, and
liked them very much, for all sorts of preachers could teach me about
that time. I was very ignorant as to my soul, and did not know how to
get rid of my sins; as a heavy burden, they were too heavy for me, and
seemed about to crush me to the earth. My trouble was very great, and
instead of getting clear of it, it appeared to grow worse and worse,
until the year 1798. This year, my health becoming feeble, I went to
some Warm Springs in North Carolina, to see if they would do me any
good. While there, I heard a man from Tennessee. His preaching affected
me very much, and I was made to reflect still more on my case, and to
cry to the Lord for mercy. I got so bad off on account of my sins, that
when I came back home, I became a close attendant on preaching. Instead
of getting better, I got worse; so I thought I would go with Marshall
every Saturday and Sunday to his meeting to see if I could find some
relief. But no, there was no help for poor me; I got worse and worse; so
I fell into a great despair, and thought the Lord would never pardon me,
but that I must die in my sins and be forever lost. I became so much
troubled that I could not relish my daily food. I could not rest day nor
night; sleep went form my eyes, and slumber from mine eye-lids. Thus I
went on very much bowed down in soul, until the month of May, 1799. One
morning in that beautiful month, I went out to ploughing very soon,
telling my dear wife that I would not be home to breakfast that day.
Everything
looked gloomy and desolate unto me, but yet I went on ploughing,
meditating upon my sad condition and thinking what I must do to be
saved. While I was thus in deep distress, all of a sudden, about the
middle of the day, something like a flash of lightning, came all in me
and around me; and I had such a view of the fullness and beauty of the
Lord Jesus Christ, and of the worth of his pardoning love and mercy to a
poor sinner like me, that I broke out into a great cry of joy and
praise. I immediately took out my horse and went to the house as quick
as I could, and told my dear wife what had happened unto me. There was
such a change in my heart, and all things wore
page 336 such a beauty and
light about me, that it appeared to me I was in a new world. It seemed
to me too that I did not want to stay here any longer; so I put my horse
into the stable, and ran like a deer down to Abram Marshall's, about
three miles off, and told him how I had found the Lord in my corn-field,
about middle-way of my corn row; that he revealed himself to me as the
Way, the Truth, and the Life, so that my soul was full of love and I
wanted every body to know and feel as I did. Marshall seemed to be very
glad and said to me, 'You must come and join the church.' But that was
too much for me then, for before I got back home, my joy and love began
to die away, so that I was afraid I might be mistaken. While thus
troubled with doubts and fears, I went to Poplar Springs meeting-house,
near Little River, where I heard a man by the name of James Landrews.
His text was, 'We know that we have passed from death unto life, because
we love the brethren.' While he was preaching the love of God flowed
into my heart so much that I thought I never would doubt any more, for I
felt that I had the witness in my soul, because I loved the people of
the Lord. I thought, therefore, if the preacher told the truth, I must
be a converted man; so I rejoiced in the Lord with great joy, and went
back home in great hopes of my real conversion and acceptance with the
blessed Saviour."
On the third Sabbath in August, 1801, he was baptized by Abraham
Marshall into the Kiokee church. His wife was received into the
fellowship of the same church about six months thereafter.
"In considering my condition after my baptism, I found myself to be
in great want of knowledge, both mental and spiritual. My advantages in
early life had been very poor, having gone to school only about two
months. But having cast my lot in with God's children, I looked about to
see in what way I could best serve my blessed Master. Finding that I was
so very ignorant, I thought I had better begin with myself. Accordingly,
I worked hard in the day time to obtain a support for my family, and at
night I would sit up and read and study by pine-knot fires. In this way
I improved myself a good deal. But I lacked spiritual knowledge very
much also. To obtain this, I tried to attend all the meetings in reach
of me. In order
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Saturday, I would labor very hard, so as to finish my week's work by
Friday evening. Frequently I have had to walk to attend preaching. I
have gone in this way as much as eight miles, and often as much as five
and six. This, however, I did not mind. I wanted to know more about my
blessed Saviour--more about that wonderful grace of God that saved a
wretch like me--more about that rich and glorious inheritance which
awaits the saints in heaven.
"I felt continually pressed in spirit to testify unto the people that
Jesus Christ was the only name given under heaven, among men, whereby
they could be saved. I wanted to tell them of their lost and undone
condition in a state of nature--of that tremendous punishment which God
would pour out upon the finally impenitent, and of that blessed and
glorious way of escape which had been provided by the death of a
crucified Redeemer. Feeling this way, I commenced by holding prayer
meetings about at different houses in the neighborhood, wherever I could
collect the people together. In this manner, I spent a good deal of
time, singing and praying with the people, exhorting christians to love
and good works, and calling upon poor sinners to fly for their lives. In
the meantime, I went about as much as I could with Jesse Mercer and
Abraham Marshall to their meetings, in which way I learned a great deal
in respect to the doctrines and truths of the Bible. The most of my
knowledge of the teachings of the scriptures I got from the lips of
these great and good men. Though not set apart by ordination to the full
work of the ministry until several years after, I felt myself wholly
given up to this good cause. I did not think myself qualified for the
duties of a pastor, and never have thought so; but still I was able to
proclaim the good news of salvation through faith in the precious blood
of Christ. Accordingly, I gave myself up to the work of an evangelist. I
went throughout the country, singing and praying with the people,
exhorting professors to walk worthy of their high vocation, and
beseeching poor sinners to fly for refuge to the hope set before them in
the gospel. I went, sometimes, to private houses, sometimes to the
meetings of my brethren, and sometimes to destitute places, where the
name of Christ was seldom or never heard. In this way, I humbly hope
that I was
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least, some little good. We often had very interesting meetings. Sinners
were made to weep because of their sins, and christians to rejoice in
the glorious hope of the gospel of Christ.
"In the early part of January, 1810, I moved into Warren county, and
settled in the woods, on Briar creek, not far from Sweetwater
meeting-house. Changing my home brought me into the neighborhood of some
very destitute sections. In some of these places the people seemed to be
in greater want of light and knowledge than any I had ever seen before.
The preaching of the gospel was such a strange thing to many of them
that they came out to meeting finely. The good Lord was with me, and I
would thunder the law down upon them with all my might and power. Many
of them became alarmed, and seemed to think they ought to do better than
they had before. I had no house to preach in for a great while, except
when there would be meeting at private houses. Finally, however, there
was a meeting-house built, and that, too, in one of the darkest corners
in the county, and not long after a church was constituted. Thus these
dark and heathenish places were cheered by the rays of the glorious sun
of righteousness. But I did not confine my labors to one section of the
country. As my custom had been, I went from place to place, wherever
destitution abounded. I often went down through the counties of
Montgomery, Emanuel, Tatnall and Bullock, and there, in those destitute
regions, lifted up the Saviour's banner and called upon poor sinners to
ground the arms of their rebellion and come and gather around it.
Sometimes I would make tours through Richmond, Burke, Jefferson and
Screven counties, mingling with my beloved brethren, and singing and
praying with the people. Sometimes I would sally out into the counties
north and west of me, sometimes into South Carolina, and all up and down
the Savannah river. I often met with trials, crosses and privations; but
I tried to endure hardness as a good soldier of Jesus Christ, feeling,
with the Apostle, that these light afflictions, which were to endure but
for a moment, would work out for me a far more exceeding and eternal
weight of glory.
"While the war with England was going on, there were felt, in
different parts of the country, several very severe earthquake
page 339 shocks. Once,
during this earthquake period, brother George Franklin and myself were
conducting a meeting at the house of a man named Parker. The meeting
lasted until late at night, and several of the congregation remained at
the house as well as ourselves. Just as we had laid down, and before the
lights were out, the earth began to shake very powerfully, when some of
the dear young people jumped out of their beds and ran, all in a
tremble, to Franklin and myself, crying to us to pray for them. All over
the country, all classes were very much alarmed, for they thought the
day of judgment was at hand, and they were not prepared for it. A great
revival took place not long after, and many that were converted dated
their first impressions back to the earthquakes.
"The Lord has blessed me with a strong constitution, for which I
desire to be truly grateful. Though I am now pressing hard upon
four-score and ten years, and though I have endured many hardships and
suffered many privations, and notwithstanding my once erect form is now
bowed with the weight of years, I still possess much vivacity and vigor.
I still meet with my brethren from year to year in their Associational
and other meetings, and I still lift up my voice in calling upon poor
sinners to fly from the wrath to come."
"I hope soon to leave the cares and sorrows of this unfriendly world;
I hope soon to cross the swelling waves of Jordan; I hope soon to pass
the pearly gates of the New Jerusalem," etc.
In this strain the good old man closed his narrative. His hopes have
been realized. The precise date of his death is unknown to the author.
VINCENT R. THORNTON.
Vincent Redmon Thornton was born in the year 1806, in the
neighborhood of Bethesda meeting-house, Green county, Georgia. His
father, Redmon Thornton, was a member and a deacon of Bethesda church,
and was esteemed by his brethren and the community as a good man and
worthy deacon.
The neighborhood was at that time rude and unrefined, and, though he
received from his father christian instruction, young
page 340 Thornton grew up a
rough and boisterous youth. After a preparatory course of instruction in
the schools of the country, he was sent to Franklin college, at Athens,
where, however, he did not more than complete the studies of the
sophomore class. At college he was not particularly studious, and his
boisterous manner gave him a bad name. I have heard him, however,
contradict the traditional reports that he had been habitually vicious
or mischievous .
After leaving college he lived on the plantation with his father,
except a few months which he spent in Greensboro reading medicine
in the office of Dr. James Foster. But his tastes and habits equally
disinclined him to a professional life, and he returned to the country,
where he married and settled on a plantation.
The year 1828 was distinguished in Georgia as a period of general
revival; and the church at Bethesda, sharing largely in the gracious
influences of the spirit, Vincent R. Thornton became a regenerated man,
and, having related his experience to the church on the 19th of April,
was baptized on the 18th of May of that year.12.
Notwithstanding his youth, he was almost immediately elected and
ordained a deacon, and in the fall of the same year was sent as a
delegate to the Georgia Association.
He was soon licensed to preach, and in the course of two or three
years was ordained. Concerning his ordination, rather a singular story
is told by Dr. Sherwood. A Presbytery was called by the Bethesda church
to ordain Thornton and another young brother. When the Presbytery
assembled, objection was made to the ordination of the former, because
the brethren were afraid that he was too learned. There was
certainly no ground for such an objection. But the ordination did not
take place at the time first appointed, though I think the postponement
was for a different reason from that assigned by Dr. Sherwood. The
brother who was to be ordained with Thornton
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some fear as to his fitness for the ministerial office, and it was
thought best for all parties not to proceed until the matter was more
fully decided. A few months afterwards Thornton was ordained, and I
think the other never was.
The revival spirit, of which mention has been made, continued several
years, and the ministers in that region of Georgia were indefatigable in
labors. Thornton being young, zealous and in easy circumstances, and
blessed with a wife who was anxious to assist him as much as possible in
his ministerial duties, entered heartily into the work. His missionary
journeys, then called "tours of preaching," were numerous, arduous and
very successful. He delighted ever afterwards to talk of that period of
toil and blessing.
These were the forming years of his ministerial character, and his
associations and labors at this time developed him into what he was in
his riper years. He was much in company with Jesse Mercer, was a
favorite of that great man, and learned much from him. Without any of
the graces of oratory, as learned in the schools, Thornton was an orator
by nature. He spoke with an ease which I have never seen surpassed. His
voice was singularly melodious, and had great compass and power. He had
the simplicity of a child, and his feelings were both ardent and tender.
His fluency was so great that I never saw him at a loss for a word, and
though his words appeared to be unstudied, they were selected so well
that no study could have made a better choice. He was a man of few
books, but first among them was the Bible, and next to it he prized and
studied the works of Dr. Gill. As his heart fully received the doctrines
of grace, so he had a mind which was able clearly to unfold them. When
in the proper frame, (for he was a man of impulse and variable
temperament,) he gave those doctrines a form and breathed into them a
spirit which showed them to be indeed a gospel of power and life.
In one of the preaching tours to which I have referred, a member of
the first church he visited, being pleased with his sermon, determined
to go with him to his second appointment and return home the next day.
But the second sermon pleased him more than the first, and he concluded
to go on and see if the third would be as good. He decided it to be
better, and
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stick to the preacher to the end of the trip, which extended to the
borders of Alabama. He declared himself richly paid for his trouble, and
though at the end he could not tell which sermon excelled, he declared
they were all best.
He served a number of churches for a greater or less length of time.
Of Smyrna he was pastor four years; Raytown, twenty-two years, embracing
very near the whole period of his ministerial career; Crawfordville
(Crawfordsville), six years; Phillips' Mill, twelve years; White Plains,
three years; Washington, five years; Madison, ten years; Bethesda, seven
years. I should have said pastor "so called," for all his labors
were on the once-or-twice-a-month schedule.
The members of these churches always remembered his services with
pleasure, and delighted to have a visit from him. Under his ministry
revivals were frequent, and he was very successful in building up the
churches to which he preached. Perhaps in Madison his labors were most
successful in this respect. When he commenced preaching there, the
church was small and feeble, and in the course of ten years they were
able to support a settled pastor. When they reached that point he left
them, because neither he nor his wife were willing to live in a town.
While he was an earnest supporter of missions in general, he took
especial interest in the missions to the Indians, and for several years
acted as a voluntary and unpaid agent of the Indian Mission Association,
(afterwards merged in the Domestic Mission Board of the Southern Baptist
Convention.)
As has been said, he was in easy circumstances, having inherited a
moderate competency from his father, which was increased by some
property received with his wife. His churches generally paid him what
was considered a liberal salary. In the management of his affairs he was
economical and prudent, without being mean and niggardly. At his home he
dispensed a liberal farmer-like hospitality, being always glad to
receive his friends, and enjoying their society and conversation with
rare zest. But he required a conformity to the usages of his household,
which to some was a serious impediment to the enjoyment of his
hospitality. An instance may be stated in reference to that most
excellent and distinguished brother, Dr. A. C. Dayton, author
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Ernest, etc. The first time he visited Georgia, he came as a Bible
agent. After spending a day or two at Penfield, he was advised to go to
Thornton's, who could give him full information in regard to the
churches in Burke and Jefferson counties. Thornton received him gladly,
and enjoyed his society. But at eight o'clock he had worship and went to
bed, dismissing Dayton in about these words, "Brother Dayton, you can go
to your room up stairs, where you shall have fire and candles, but I
always go to bed at eight." Theodosia went to his room well enough
pleased with his part of the arrangement and sat up pretty late writing.
What was his horror, however, to be disturbed next morning by a servant
coming in at four o'clock to make a fire, summoning him to prayers and
breakfast. About two months afterwards, having finished his tour in the
lower counties, Dayton again visited Thornton, was again gladly welcomed
and kindly entertained, and was once more sent to bed at eight o'clock
and called up at four. That day, a little after sunrise, as good brother
Davis, of Greensboro', (whose house was a free Baptist hotel,) was going
to breakfast, he heard a call at the gate. It was from Dr. Dayton, who
had come nine miles from Thornton on one of the coldest winter mornings.
"Brother Dayton, I am glad to see you. Breakfast is just ready; come in
and eat with us." "Well," replied Dayton, "I ate breakfast last night at
brother Thornton's, but I'll take a little more, as it's morning now."
Dayton never went to Thornton's again, though the latter never knew that
it was his anti-lucan repast that drove him off.
Thornton's health was usually good, even to robustness. In person, he
was rather below the ordinary height, stout and built for strength, and
he early became corpulent. In November, 1854, he had a paralytic stroke,
which attacked him soon after preaching at White Plains. From this
attack he never fully recovered. Though he soon got able to go about, he
never regained his former distinct utterance, and never more undertook
to preach. He continued, however, to labor in the Master's cause, and
became the faithful, zealous and efficient superintendent of the
Sunday-school at Phillips' Mill, where he had been the revered and
eloquent pastor. It was a most affecting sight to see the profound
preacher, upon whose lips large congregations
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now devoting himself, with painful and labored and often indistinct
articulation, to the instruction of children. Yet, even thus, he was
doing good and magnifying his office. Stricken and afflicted as he was,
he was more deeply seated in the affections of his brethren than when he
preached with the greatest power. There was a pathos in his broken
utterance and an eloquence in his tottering form that was never felt
when his words flowed most sweetly, and his person swelled with the
majesty of his sublimest conceptions.13.
A second paralytic stroke in April, 1856, closed his useful life. He
died the day after the attack, without having been able to speak. Once
he tried to say something to his wife, but failed. A pencil was put in
his hand, but he could not use it, and the dying thought is known only
to God. Was it a farewell token of affection to those he loved so well?
Was it a last testimonial to that sovereign grace, whose fullness
he was so soon to enjoy? For months he had known that his life hung by a
thread, and, expecting that his death would be sudden, he lived daily
watching for the Master's call.14.
I saw him twice within a short time before his death, and on both
occasions he requested me to preach at his funeral, and made known to me
the text he desired me to use. It was characteristic both of his
theology and his experience: "I know whom I have believed, and am
persuaded that he is able to keep that which I have committed unto him
against that day:" 2d Timothy, i. 12. He directed his grave to be
covered by a plain slab, inscribed only with his name and the simple
expression of his confidence in Him whom he believed: "I shall rise
again."
At the next session of the Georgia Association the following mention
was made of him by the committee on deceased ministers, the report being
written by H. H. Tucker, D. D., then President of Mercer University:
"Endowed by nature with a mind of remarkable power, he had enriched it
with large stores of that knowledge which is above all knowledge most
useful to a preacher of the gospel. If his intellectual endowments
page 345 were not varied,
they were certainly profound. Some one has remarked, that 'a man of
one book is always to be dreaded.' If thorough acquaintance with a
human production so arms a man for the conflicts of life, what must be
the power of him whose one book is the Bible? Brother Thornton
was emphatically a man of the Bible. Few other books claimed his
attention; yet he had one other favorite. The writings of the
learned John Gill were his constant study. Perhaps few men have ever
made themselves so thoroughly familiar with the voluminous works of that
author as the subject of this notice. As might be inferred from what has
just been stated, brother Thornton was a zealous advocate of the
precious doctrines of grace. There are those who love these doctrines,
but who preach them in a form half disguised, as if to apologize for
what some are pleased to call their severity. Brother Thornton preached
them boldly. The most startling issues to which they give rise he
did not avoid, nor half avoid, but stated them fully and fearlessly, and
met them with surprising ability and ease. Perhaps the most remarkable
feature in his preaching was the apparently effortless manner in
which he explained and defended, with irresistible argument, the great
doctrines of the cross. He has gone to his reward, but we dare to
believe that he has not changed his theology. Grace was his theme while
among us, and grace is his theme now that he is among the angels." Fine
as this eulogy is, its best quality is its truth.
If Thornton had always, or generally, been in private what he so
generally was in the pulpit, it would have been impossible to overstate
his power for good; but, unfortunately, he was not so. His character was
not round, but full of points, and, unhappily, evil was often
prominent. As before said, he was often rude and coarse, frequently
light, and sometimes petulant. He was firm even to obstinacy, and
sometimes exhibited this disposition on light and improper occasions.
Mr. Mercer was, perhaps, the originator of a saying which became
proverbial. On one occasion, when Thornton had announced his position,
(an unwelcome one to some of the brethren, who wished to remonstrate
with him,) Mr. Mercer overruled them, and said, "Brother Vince has got
his mule in him, and it is not worth while to say anything to him." But,
after all, from an intimate acquaintance
page 346 with the men, I am
convinced that Thornton was not a whit more obstinate than several of
his compeers, who escaped the reproval, and frequently joined with
others in speaking of "brother Vince's mule." They had more of the
suaviter in modo, but just as immovable in fixedness of purpose.
Yet, with all his foibles, faults and eccentricities, every one had
confidence in Thornton's piety, and was willing to make allowance for
the perversities of his nature and the defects of his training; for,
through all was seen the depth of that work of grace which so often and
so richly cropped out above the defects of his earthly nature.
I have spoken of his occasional coarseness, yet I have seen him
frequently in the presence of ladies, and never have I observed in him,
at such times, any deportment unbecoming a gentleman in the most refined
society. Mingled with his other elements, he had a native regard for the
feelings of others, which led him to avoid what he believed would be
offensive. I have never known a man in whom so many opposite qualities
contended for mastery.
It is said that, to find out a man's true character, you should
travel with him. If this is true, Thornton stood the test admirably. I
took several journeys with him, both in public and private conveyances,
and I never traveled with a more pleasant companion. He was always
willing to conform to the wishes of his fellow-travelers, and if, at any
time, he had a preference, after stating the grounds of it, he would
leave the decision to the others. He had an unfailing fund of anecdote,
grave and gay, pathetic and humorous, to beguile the tedium of the road,
and not unfrequently the full gushes of his deep religious experience
would enrich the hearer.
A few personal reminiscences and anecdotes may be of use in
illustrating his many-sided character:
"I saw, for the first time, Vince Thornton, (as he was then called,
and continued familiarly to be called to the day of his death) when he
was in college in 1822. I was then but eleven years old, and being timid
and shy, was very unfavorably impressed by his rude and boisterous
sporting. I did not see him again till the summer of 1843, two months
after I united with the church at Antioch, in Oglethorpe county. A
general meeting
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there. I was very powerfully attracted by the excellence of his sermons.
From that time our intercourse was frequent and our friendship
uninterrupted. At that meeting an incident occurred illustrating one of
his peculiar traits. One day, Jonathan Davis, then in the zenith of his
power and popularity, had preached a most impressive sermon on the text,
'Knowing the terror of the Lord, we persuade men.' After that sermon,
the pastor, B. M. Sanders, exhorted and invited mourners to come
forward. Thirty or forty presented themselves. Recess was taken for
dinner, and Thornton was appointed to preach in the afternoon. He tried
to beg off, but of course Sanders held him to the appointment. He took
for his text, 'Who shall lay anything to the charge of God's elect?' His
first words were, "God has an elect people," and then went on to preach
on the doctrine of election, a sermon, as I thought, of unsurpassed
ability. At its conclusion, brother Sanders exhorted again, but it
required much effort to get only five or six to come forward. As
Thornton came out of the church, he said to a friend, 'I told you how it
would be; I knew I would put out all of Jonathan's fire.' In fact we had
reason to believe that he selected his theme because he suspected that
the fire of the morning had been, as he said, 'all foxfire.'
"Fifteen months afterwards, I was brought into collision with
Thornton at the Association, held that year at Antioch. He held the
appointment as preacher of the missionary sermon. The difficulties
which, six months afterwards, led to the organization of the Southern
Baptist Convention were then approaching a crisis. Thornton rose in the
body, on Saturday morning, and after graphically explaining the
condition of things, and predicting the coming rupture, emphatically
expressed the opinion that no money could be raised to be sent to the
Northern board, and moved that the missionary sermon be dispensed
with. The Association remained silent, and the moderator was about to
put the vote, when I, though one of the youngest, and personally
acquainted with but few of the members, rose and made a short but warm
speech in opposition to the motion. Brother Stocks and others followed
on the same side, and the motion failed. Thornton, however, was excused
from preaching. W. T.
page 348 Brantly was
appointed in his place, and succeeded in spite of the predictions, and,
probably, partly in consequence of them, in obtaining a very large
collection. After the session in which the vote was taken, I was
surprised at being approached by several brethren who thanked me for my
course, particularly as they said, no other member would have dared to
oppose Thornton. We staid together that night and occupied the same
room, and he was most cordial in his bearing towards me. This is worthy
of notice merely because he was considered by some impatient of
opposition.
"Some years afterwards, he floored me in the Association about
as badly as I did him in the foregoing instance. I had made a motion in
which I felt great interest. Some opposition was made, but it was
evident that the body was with me. Thornton, who was moderator, waited
till the debate appeared to be closed, and then, instead of putting the
vote, he left the
chair and made a speech in opposition to my motion. I saw
that the effect was instant and decided, and though I made the best
fight I could, my motion was lost. I regretted the result, but thought
no more about it. During the recess for dinner, a brother told me that
Thornton was looking for me, and presently I met him. He wanted, he
said, to apologize for his interference, and to express the hope that I
would not be hurt with him. Of course I replied that no apology was
needed, when no offense had been intended or received. But I mention the
incident as showing his tenderness towards the feelings of those whom he
liked.
"Riding in a carriage with him and J. Q. West, after the Association
at Warrenton, in 1850, had adjourned, driving rapidly, we passed the
blackest negro, I think, I ever saw, glossy, jet black, making a perfect
contrast with his ivory teeth. As usual, on the breaking up of public
meetings, we were in a jovial mood. Thornton, who saw the negro first,
was affected by his ludicrous appearance, and addressed him with a
boisterous laugh, calling him 'snow-ball.' Sitting where I was, I could
see the poor negro was mortified, and I immediately said, 'Brother
Thornton, you ought not to have spoken to the negro in that way. You
have hurt his feelings, which, perhaps are as tender as either of ours.'
He sobered down at once: 'Well,' said he,
page 349 'it was wrong, I am
sorry for it; and, if I could meet him again, I would ask his pardon.'
And so he would, in all honesty and humility. Indeed, I have never known
any one who received reproof more kindly than Thornton, when
administered in kindness.
"I will mention one incident, illustrative of his conscientiousness
and fixedness of purpose. Like most of our ministers, he was in the
habit of smoking. While preaching to the church in Madison, he staid one
night with the family of Dr. J. The doctor was not at that time a member
of the church, but his wife was regarded as one of the best women in the
community. After dinner, knowing that the doctor, who was absent,
smoked, asked the lady for a segar. There were none in the house, and
the minister went to his room. A few minutes afterwards a servant
knocked at the door, and coming in, handed him a dozen segars neatly
rolled up in brown paper. Upon inquiry, it was found that the mistress
had sent the servant to the grocery, Sunday as it was, to buy the segars
for her much-loved pastor. The conviction at once crossed his mind that,
through a desire to accommodate his taste for, at best, a useless
luxury, a good sister had been induced to give her countenance to a
desecration of the Lord's day, and he determined that he would never
smoke again. The segars, unopened, were laid on the dressing table, and
left there; and Thornton used tobacco no more.
"At one of his regular appointments, he had preached (no unusual
thing with him,) a sermon full of the strong meat of the gospel. Some
one reported it, of course very imperfectly and probably incorrectly, to
the Methodist preacher in charge at the place, and it was soon whispered
around that next Sunday the preacher would answer Thornton's sermon.
Preach he did, and commented on the 'Baptist doctrine' with all his
power, though he was far inferior in talent to the Baptist. Of course it
was taken for granted that Thornton would reply. A week of excitement
followed, and the town was all agog for a hot theological discussion.
When the Baptist pastor arrived Saturday evening, the brother with whom
he put up reported what had occurred, and told him it was expected he
would reply to the Methodist preacher the next day. Thornton said
nothing.
page 350 The next morning
the church was crowded, and every one was full of expectation to see how
a man of Thornton's known ability, and somewhat irascible temper, would
meet the unprovoked attack made upon him in his absence. After going
through the usual preliminary service, the preacher quietly took his
text, "'Remember the Sabbath day to keep it holy.'" Never was a
congregation more disappointed, never were a people more reproved, never
the brethren better pleased! The Methodist preacher was conquered, and
nobody ever again spoke of his onslaught but to laugh at it. Thornton's
sermons were not attacked again in that place.
"In the early history of Mercer University, there occurred a
difficulty between the President, Otis Smith, and the "Resident board"
of trustees, (afterwards substituted by the Prudential Committee,) of
which B. M. Sanders was chairman. Thornton sustained Smith, who was a
connexion by marriage and an intimate personal friend. The strife was
bitter and protracted. The result was that Smith left the institution,
and Thornton, in disgust, resigned his seat both in the board of
trustees and the executive committee of the Convention. The alienation
between him and Sanders was complete, and continued several years. At
length Thornton was re-elected both to the trusteeship and the
committee. Gradually he and Sanders resumed their personal intercourse,
and the old wound was healed. Soon afterwards, Sanders was prostrated by
the disease of which he lingered until his death. During his illness,
Thornton one day said to me, 'I can never be sufficiently grateful that
brother Sanders and myself have become reconciled, for if he had died
while we were alienated from each other, I should never have forgiven
myself for allowing so good a man to die without being my friend.'
"Thornton was destitute of ambition. Instead of seeking, he shunned,
'pre-eminence.' He was several times, against his will, elected
moderator of the Georgia Association. The first time he seriously
offended his friends by his speech on taking the chair. He began by
saying most ungraciously, 'Brethren, I do not thank you for the office,
for I do not want it;' and then there was nothing in the few remarks
that followed, or in his manner, to take away the sting. But, at the
close of the
page 351 meeting he
reinstated himself by his few words of farewell. He said, 'Brethren,
when you elected me your moderator, I did not thank you; but I thank you
now; not that I value the office, but the kindness and affection and
confidence, which prompted you to vote for me, are to my heart above all
price.' And he spoke to them in a strain of tenderness which melted all
hearts.
"Thornton was not a student. His sermons for the most part were
studied while riding on his plantation or to his appointments. In this
way he had the analysis and the train of argument firmly fixed in his
mind; but, for the filling up and the clothing of the thought in words,
he relied much on the inspiration of the hour of preaching. But that
rarely failed him; never in my hearing. His sermons (for I have heard
him preach more than once on the same text,) on 'Who shall lay anything
to the charge of God's elect,' and on Romans viii. 2, preached at the
Georgia Baptist Convention, at Griffin, in 1848, were fair specimens of
his preaching.
"What he was as a preacher, his contemporaries know and appreciate,
but posterity will have no other memorial of him than may be found in
the imperfect accounts that his brethren may leave, for he wrote
nothing. I do not think that he ever wrote an article even for the
periodical press. Various causes conspired to produce in him a
disinclination to write, but perhaps the strongest was a natural
indolence, which inclined him to take his ease, except where action
seemed to promise some definite result. If he had taken pains to
cultivate the art of writing, I believe his written style would have
equalled what Dr. Tucker so happily calls 'the apparently effortless
manner' of his preaching. But as he did not take the necessary pains, it
is, perhaps, fortunate that he wrote nothing, for he has left nothing to
impeach the universal testimony of the generation that knew him, who,
with one voice, pronounce him unsurpassed as a preacher among the men of
his day. For myself, whenever I recall the sermons I have heard him
preach, I think of Luke's description of Apollos: 'An eloquent man, and
mighty in the scriptures.'"
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HON. THOMAS STOCKS.
At the earnest solicitation of the author of this work, Judge Stocks
(as he is generally called,) furnished the following reminiscences of
his own life and times, which the reader will find deeply interesting.
Though not a minister of the gospel, his name is so identified with the
history of our denomination in the State for the last forty-five years,
as to render this sketch not only desirable, but necessary. He says: "I
was born the 1st of February, 1786, in an Indian fort, near my present
residence, in Greene county. The Oconee river was then the line between
the whites and the Creek Indians, who were so troublesome as frequently
to drive the whites into forts. Every neighborhood, from Skull Shoals
to Montpelier, below Milledgeville, was protected by moving into
these forts. The men worked in squads, a few days on each farm, and had
to put out sentinels to protect them from surprise while at work. While
most of the men were thus employed, the Indians frequently attacked the
forts, but were invariably repulsed, a few prudent men and the women
defending them successfully. Some of the women were good marksmen, and
as brave as Julius Cæsar. This state of things continued until the lands
lying between the Oconee and Apalachee rivers were ceded to the United
States government.
"During such intervals as the Indians were not particularly
troublesome, Colonel Jonas Fauche, with sixty dragoons, was stationed at
our fort, and every day spies were sent out to look for Indian signs;
for, in those days, you could not travel without leaving signs that
could be followed on horseback. In those times, there were no schools in
the country, and not one child in ten knew the alphabet at ten years of
age. One of Colonel Fauche's men took a liking to me and taught me my
letters, and to spell a little. Very few men were able to send their
sons off to school, and but few got any education whatever. My father
died in 1796. I was brought up by my uncle Heard, who took good care of
what little property was left me, but neglected my education.
"In 1807, I married and settled where I now live. In 1813, I was
elected to the State Legislature, and served in the House
page 353 of Representatives
eight years, and in the Senate twelve years, consecutively--eight years
of which time I acted as President of the Senate. In 1815, I was elected
one of the Judges of the Inferior Court of Greene county, which office I
held thirty-two years in succession.
"In 1826, I was convicted of sin, under Jack Lumpkin's preaching. My
wife had been a member of the church several years. After passing
through many and sore conflicts, it pleased God to reveal His Son in me
as my Saviour. No one who has never experienced that feeling can ever be
made fully to understand it, but he that has felt it in his heart knows
that it is God's work, and not man's. In 1829, I attended the Baptist
State Convention at Milledgeville, when Rev. H. O. Wyer informed that
body that Josiah Penfield, a deacon of his church in Savannah, had
bequeathed to the Convention the sum of $2,500 00 for the education of
young men having the ministry in view: Provided, said Convention
would raise an equal amount, which was done by those in attendance, thus
securing Penfield's legacy. An executive committee was appointed to
carry this object into effect, of which I was one. It was determined to
start a Manual Labor School at the village of Penfield, which went into
operation under Rev. B. M. Sanders, and I am gratified to say no
institution within my knowledge, with the same means, has turned out so
many useful men. The pulpit, the bar and the bench show this.
"When the project for a college at Washington, Wilkes county, failed,
I was opposed to the elevation of Mercer Institute to a University,
because I feared the original object, theological education,
would be lost sight of. When, however, the executive committee had
decided on that step, brother Sanders and myself saw the importance of
purchasing the Malone tract of land adjoining Penfield, which we did for
$2,500 00. When the Trustees of the University took charge, we tendered
them the land below cost, which they gladly accepted. The village was
enlarged, and about $5,000 00 was raised by the first sale of town lots
from the Malone tract, leaving three hundred acres unsold, which was
afterwards sold at fine prices.
"You ask me to give you my recollections of the Baptists in former
days. I knew only one Baptist preacher till I was
page 354 twelve years
old--an old brother Heflin. He was then the pastor of Shiloh church, not
far from where Penfield is now located. He preached monthly. At least
half the congregation walked to church. I have seen from thirty to forty
rifles brought to church, and when preaching commenced the men stood
sentry, for fear of Indians, till the services closed. My recollection
is that Mr. Heflin was a model preacher. He continued in charge there
till his death, after which Mercer, Marshall and James Matthews visited
the church. The Baptists of those days were singular in one respect:
they hardly ever had churches in villages or towns, the church in
Washington, Wilkes county, being the first that I knew of. The custom
was to have preaching once a month, and two sermons in succession were
always expected, if there was more than one preacher present. I never
heard of a Sabbath-school till I was grown, and never was in one till
brother Sherwood was pastor in Greensboro.
"In 1830, I withdrew from public life and moved to Greensboro, for
the purpose of winding up the affairs of a bank that had been there. I
continued there four years. Brother Vincent Sanford subsequently moved
into the place, and a church was organized. But the Presbyterians
occupied nearly all the villages and towns in those days.
HUMPHREY POSEY.
This eminent servant of God was born in Henry county, Virginia,
January 12th, 1780. While he was yet a child, his father removed to
Burke county, North Carolina, where young Posey spent his youth. His
parents were pious, and maintained an excellent character. His mother,
especially, seems to have been a person of superior natural endowments,
of great decision of character, and of indomitable perseverance, which
traits of character were inherited by her son. He was above the ordinary
size, of powerful frame, of fine head and face, and possessed great
vivacity and activity both of body and mind. The books from which his
mother taught him to read, were the Psalter and New Testament, the
latter of which he had read through several times before he was seven
years old. He was enabled to acquire the merest rudiments of an English
page 355 education, but this
small stock (to his credit be it recorded,) was greatly improved in
after years, so that he wrote and spoke more correctly than many who
enjoyed superior advantages. "Through desire, a man having separated
himself, seeketh and intermeddleth with all wisdom." Proverbs, xvii. 1.
The fact that he was brought up on a farm, and had to "work for a
living," contributed, no doubt, much to the development of his body and
mind.
His first marriage occurred when he was quite young, being only a
little upwards of twenty. Dr. Franklin would have commended him for
wisdom. He was at least wise in the fact that he selected a pious woman
for a wife, of whom Solomon declares, "she will do him good, and not
evil, all the days of her life." Proverbs xxxi. 12. Her maiden name was
Lettice Jolly. He left a written account of his religious experience,
which differs but little from that of many others we have heard or read.
The Holy Spirit seems to have striven with him nearly two years before
he was enabled to exercise saving faith, and even then he "rejoiced with
trembling." He was baptized into the fellowship of a Baptist church in
Union District, South Carolina, (where he had been teaching "little
old-field schools," as he expressed it,) on the 11th of June, 1802. On
coming up out of the water, he had a strong desire to address the
people, but the enemy of his soul suggested, "you have gone too far
already; for in a short time you will turn out as bad as ever," and so
he yielded, and said nothing. Yet the day of his baptism he ever after
regarded as one of the happiest days of his life. He felt that he was
inexpressibly honored in being permitted to follow his Saviour. His
first attempt at public exhortation and prayer, was during a
camp-meeting at the church where his membership was. (Such meetings were
not uncommon among the Baptists in those times.) He was licensed to
preach in 1803, and in 1804 he removed to Buncombe county, North
Carolina, where he received ordination in 1805. He says, "I commenced
preaching, of evenings, in a destitute settlement near where I was
teaching a school, on Cane creek. Brother James Whitaker and myself drew
up Articles of Faith, as we could not find any in the country; and we
collected all the members intending to be in the constitution, and
examined
page 356 them on the
articles. All being agreed, a Presbytery was invited to attend. The
Presbytery was pleased with our Articles of Faith, and so the church was
organized. Two of the members were, at the same time, ordained to the
deacon's office, and I was ordained to the work of the ministry. At the
next meeting I baptized four professed believers, and the work of the
Lord continued for a length of time. Some were received for baptism at
almost every meeting."
The Cherokee Indians were quite numerous in that "hill country," and
it is understood that Posey preached the gospel to them, as he had
opportunity, while Judson, Rice, and others, who subsequently became
missionaries in the East, were yet students at Williams' College. After
Rice returned to America, he became acquainted with Posey, and in the
winter of 1817 he opened a correspondence with him in regard to the
practicability of missionary operations among those Indians, which
resulted in Posey's appointment as missionary to the Cherokees. The
correspondence between them, and also that between Posey and Dr.
Staughton, then Corresponding Secretary of the Baptist Board of Foreign
Missions, is highly interesting, and does credit to all parties, but we
have not room for it in this brief sketch. A wide and effectual door was
thus opened to him, and the long cherished desire of his heart
attained--to preach the gospel to the poor Cherokees. All the
energies of his great soul were forthwith enlisted in the work, and in
the two following years he formed a very general acquaintance with the
tribe, and also with the poor whites on the frontier. At a grand council
of the chiefs at New Town, in October, 1819, he obtained their hearty
consent to establish a school for their benefit at Valley Town. Soon
thereafter, he visited Washington City and secured an annual
appropriation for said school, by which its efficiency was greatly
promoted. He received every encouragement and attention from John C.
Calhoun, and other distinguished men of that day. Such was his presence
and bearing that he invariably commanded respect from men who were
capable of appreciating true nobility. From Washington City he
proceeded, on horseback to Philadelphia, (railroads and steamboats were
unknown in those days,) where the churches and pastors received him with
the utmost cordiality,
page 357 and where he
awakened the most profound interest for "the poor Cherokees," as he
almost invariably styled them. The Saviour said, "As ye go, preach,
saying the kingdom of heaven is at hand." Posey followed this rule
returning from Philadelphia, as well as on his journey thither, and,
indeed, on all the journeys he made. As he went, he preached, and
thus extended his acquaintance and influence, at the same time that he
engaged the hearts and prayers of increasing thousands in behalf of his
"poor Cherokees." He renewed his visit to Philadelphia in 1821, to
consult with the Mission Board, and to obtain supplies and assistance
for his Valley Town school. He succeeded in obtaining the needed
supplies, and engaged several missionaries and assistants to come to his
aid: Rev. Thomas Roberts and wife, Rev. Evan Jones and wife, Isaac
Cleaver, a blacksmith, John Farrier, a farmer, besides Miss Cleaver and
Miss Lewis, who all sailed from that city, laden with clothing for the
poor Indian children, and all other things necessary for a large
missionary establishment. He continued his connection with this mission
until 1824. As some false rumors were circulated in regard to the "waste
of money and means" at this school, the French Broad Association, at the
request of Mr. Posey, appointed a committee to visit the place and
report the true state of the case. Only two of that committee acted, but
they reported: "That they had done as they were requested, and found
the school in a very flourishing condition, fully up to their highest
expectations. That, notwithstanding large sums of money had been
expended for the establishment, yet not unnecessarily; and that they,
therefore, do heartily recommend its promotion." The venerable
deacon, James Whitaker, corroborates this testimony, and says of Posey:
"A more attentive and faithful man could not be found, and the Cherokees
universally esteem him as a good man. At the mention of his name, those
who still remain in the country will brighten up with a smile on their
countenances." In 1836, this school is reported in Allen's Register as
being in a flourishing condition, "and to this day the Cherokees have
more confidence in Humphrey Posey than they have in any other man living."
And it can be recorded, in truth, that Posey carried the Cherokees in
his heart to the day of his death. Those who heard him preach towards
the close of his life, know
page 358 that his allusions
to them were frequent and touching. No doubt, many of the red men will
be "stars in his crown of rejoicing in that day." How much better to
save them by the gospel than to destroy them by the sword.
While on an agency for Valley Town school, in June, 1822, he visited
Georgia, and was present at the organization of the General Association
of the State, now denominated the Baptist State Convention. Upon leaving
Valley Town, in 1824, he resided temporarily in some one of the old
counties in upper Georgia, and finally located in what was then termed
the Cherokee region of the State, where he designed spending the balance
of his life. Here he accepted an agency for Hearn school, an important
institution, but then deeply in debt, and likely to be sold out by the
sheriff. He was successful in this agency; relieved the institution of
its embarrassments, and it has since enjoyed much prosperity. His first
wife lived forty-two years, and was the mother of ten children. She died
in Walker county, in 1842. All her children gave evidence of genuine
piety. This was, of course, matter of fervent gratitude to God on the
part of the parents. He frequently mentioned it as such towards the
close of his life. Two years, or thereabouts, after the death of his
first wife, he was married to Mrs. Jane Stokes, of Newnan, Georgia, to
which place he removed, and where he terminated his earthly course. He
served several churches in the vicinity as pastoral supply, to
acceptance and profit. Having been appointed at the preceding session of
the Western Association to preach the missionary sermon before that
body, in September, 1846, he came forward on the Lord's day and, with
great liberty and power, performed that service. It was the dying effort
of a giant mind, and on a subject that lay nearest his heart. Many, now
living, cherish the remembrance of that sermon, and will till their
latest day. The effort, however, was too much for his failing strength,
for that afternoon he was attacked with a chill, which was followed by
high fever. From that attack he only partially recovered; his health
continued feeble, and after preaching his last sermon at Ebenezer
church, Coweta county, on the second Lord's day in December following,
he was again prostrated by disease, and fell asleep in Jesus on the 28th
of that month. Death had no terrors for him, but
page 359 was welcomed as
God's messenger, sent to release him from the labors of earth and
introduce him to the rest and refreshment of heaven. The writer visited
the good man's tomb, (which is covered by a neat marble slab, with an
appropriate inscription,) in company with several others, some years
ago. It is seven miles east of Newnan, in a retired spot. At the request
of his son, Rev. Otis Smith delivered a discourse in memory of him in
May following, at Newnan, and at the next session of the Western
Association, Rev. J. E. Dawson preached a similar sermon. "The memory of
the just is blessed."
The writer records it as his deliberate conviction that Humphrey
Posey was, naturally, one of the greatest men and, for his limited
opportunities, one of the greatest preachers he has ever known. His
person, his countenance, his voice, the throes of his gigantic mind, the
conceptions of his great christian soul--all proclaimed him great. The
first time the writer ever saw him was at the Georgia Baptist
Convention, at Shiloh church, near Penfield, in 1835. Such men as
Mercer, Sanders, Dawson, Thornton, Mallary, Brooks, and others, were
there; but Posey was a giant among them all. Who, that was present, does
not remember his sermon on that occasion? And who, that heard him preach
the education sermon at Monroe, Walton county, in 1838, will ever forget
it? Yet his great talents were all consecrated to the glory of God and
the good of his fellowmen. Even though our abilities may be far inferior
to his, with such as we have, let us "go and do likewise."
JOSHUA S. CALLAWAY,
Was born in Wilkes county, Georgia, May 30th, 1789. He was the fifth
child of Joshua and Isabella Graves Callaway. His mother's maiden name
was Henderson. At the time of his birth, his parents were members of
Hutton's Fork (now Sardis) church, in said county. It was for one of his
uncles, Samuel Callaway, that Callaway county, in Kentucky, was named.
Another uncle, James Callaway, settled in Virginia and raised a large
family. Rev. Jesse Mercer was pastor of Hutton's Fork church. The
subject of this brief memoir was impressed with the importance of
religion while yet a child, and at the early
page 360 age of eleven,
obtained hope in Christ. Though he gave decided evidences of genuine
piety, he was discouraged from joining the church by his parents and
others, most of the christians of those days being prejudiced against
young persons making a profession of religion. We give a portion of his
religious experience in his own language: "Thus my soul was troubled,
because I had sinned, and that I was a sinner against a good and holy
God. These troubles, more or less, continued with me until December,
1800. When, one night, I was lying on my bed, afraid to go to sleep, in
deep meditation, for fear I should be lost, both soul and body, it did
appear to me that I saw a way by which I could be saved, and the way of
salvation through Jesus Christ did appear so complete and glorious, I
did verily think that any and all might be saved if they would only look
to that blessed Saviour. Here my troubles were all banished, and while
in my ecstasy and joy, father and mother awoke. They seemed to be
alarmed more than otherwise, and, as I had been lingering for some time,
they seemed to fear I was going to die right away. But I assured them
they need not fear, for I saw that Jesus Christ could save all sinners
if they would only come to Him, and as I had great love for my
brother-in-law, John Milner,15.
[who had been kind in teaching him and others of the family the
rudiments of an English education,] on that memorable night, I told my
parents if they would send for him, I knew I could explain to him how he
might become a christian. And I did verily believe I could tell him so
that he would understand and know for himself. So they sent for him, and
I began and told him all about it, so that I thought he must understand.
But, alas! when I had finished, he slowly raised his head, which had
been hanging down, and remarked, 'Oh! Joshua, I know nothing about it.'"
It was not until he was in his twentieth year that he received such
encouragement from Rev. Jesse Mercer, with whom he sought an interview,
as to induce him to offer to the church. He was baptized by that eminent
servant of God into the Sardis church, September 23d, 1809. Of all
things in this world he desired an education, yet the only schooling he
ever enjoyed was from February to September, 1808, during which time he
page 361 enjoyed the
instruction of a certain Mr. Walker, of whom he says: "I often heard him
say that the English grammar was a cheat, and that some men were trying
to impose upon the people, and to my certain knowledge he could not
pronounce half the words in Dilworth's Spelling Book correctly. Yet I
determined, if God permitted me to live, I would yet know something; and
the first few dollars I got I took to a merchant and told him I wanted a
book. He readily told me he had the right sort of a book for me, and
showed me Euclid's Elements. I immediately bought it, and paid every
cent of money I had for it, about four dollars. Many nights I
sweated and poured over it until midnight. Thousands of pine-knots did I
burn while I gazed on that book." Yet the man who had such poor
opportunities in early life, became an eminent minister of the gospel
in subsequent years. Joshua S. Callaway was a profound theologian,
deeply versed in the doctrines and discipline of the gospel, and an
exceedingly interesting and powerful preacher.
In the year 1818 he removed to Jones county and became a member of
Sardis church, by which he was called to the work of the ministry, and
at her request was ordained in June, 1820, by a presbytery consisting of
Edmund Talbot, Benjamin Milner and John M. Gray. He was soon preaching
to four churches, and his time and attention were almost wholly
engrossed with the duties of the sacred calling. He says he could not
have thus given himself up but that he had a pious wife and
one faithful deacon. She would say to him, "Go and preach, and I
will stay at home and work." Of that deacon he says, "There was a noble
man of God, a deacon, belonging to Elam church, Jones county, whose name
was Thomas Blount. Through his instrumentality I was able to
serve all four of my churches, but without whose help I should have been
compelled to resign all my churches in order to provide for my family."
He bears further honorable testimony to the fidelity and liberality of
this deacon, for whose posterity, to their latest generations, he
records his prayer.
He remained in Jones county ten years, or until 1828, when he removed
to Henry county. Those ten years seem to have been the happiest portion
of his life. Soon after his removal to
page 362 Henry county those
dissensions in the denomination arose which resulted in its being
divided into the missionary and anti-missionary parties. A
man of his prominence could not but be involved in those troubles.
Circumstances seemed for a time to throw him into the anti-mission
ranks. But it was only in appearance, for he soon found opportunity to
assert his real sentiments, and under his leadership the Flint River
Association took decided missionary ground, a minority of her churches,
under Rev. William Mosely, having withdrawn and formed the Towalagi
Association. He was moderator of the Flint River Association about
fifteen years in succession immediately preceding his death, and was a
model presiding officer. During the early years of his ministry he kept
an account of the baptisms he performed until it reached upwards of
fourteen hundred, when, conceiving the idea that it was wrong to
keep such accounts, he promptly desisted. For a number of years he
represented his Association in the Georgia Baptist Convention, by which
body he was highly respected. Indeed, there were few men in that
intelligent body of christians who possessed as much weight of
character. He spoke seldom, but when he did, he received the most marked
attention, especially from the older members. His views were always
clear and scriptural, and were expressed in a christian spirit.
J. S. Callaway was a person of slender frame, and from his childhood
of exceedingly delicate constitution. He was erect and dignified in his
carriage, of pleasant voice and winning address, and an unusually
interesting and persuasive speaker. Though conciliatory in manner, he
possessed a strong will, indomitable perseverance and unflinching
integrity. His views were strongly Calvinistic, and he knew as well how
to sustain them by the scriptures as most men of his day, and that is
saying a great deal for him, for he lived in an age of giants. He
maintained an unblemished character to the day of his death.
This event, which must happen alike to all, occurred at Jonesboro
(where he then resided,) about the year 1854. He was confined to his bed
several weeks, during which it was the privilege of the writer to visit
him frequently. Of all the instances "of the patience of hope and the
triumph of faith" which he has witnessed, none have been more striking
and glorious
page 363 than this. The
decease of the apostle who said, "Oh, death, where is thy sting! oh,
grave, where is thy victory!" could scarce have been more triumphant.
All who witnessed that event were constrained to acknowledge that his
death was a beautiful commentary on his life and an indubitable
confirmation of his faith, and that a great man in Israel had fallen.
WILLIAM MOSELY.
This brother, who was quite eminent in that portion of the
denomination with which he was identified, was the son of Rev. Elijah
Mosely, also an eminent man in his day. They were descendants of English
and Welch parentage. William was born in Elbert county, Georgia, October
21st, 1796. His opportunities for education in early life were quite
limited, his schooling amounting, in all, perhaps, to not more than
twelve months. Yet, by assiduous application in later years, he
increased this small stock so as to enable him to write with a good
degree of perspicuity and force, and to speak with great fluency and
power.
He professed hope in Christ, and was baptized in 1821, where or by
whom is not known to the writer, though it is believed to have been in
Putnam county, and by his father. It was not long after his baptism that
he entered upon the work of the gospel ministry, in which his zeal and
talents soon rendered him quite conspicuous. He rose, as it were, at a
bound to the front rank among the ministers of that day. Nature lavished
her gifts upon him. Added to a fine and portly person and a commanding
presence were a rich and sonorous voice, an easy and flowing elocution.
Though his education was so defective, he never seemed at a loss for a
word, and, when fully under the inspiration of his subject, he was
sometimes powerfully eloquent, and was generally interesting. His
sermons were frequently two hours in length, and sometimes three hours,
yet his audiences seldom showed weariness, and never inattention. As was
the custom of the times, he made tours among the churches which usually
occupied several weeks, and in which he was accompanied by some other
preacher. They generally both preached daily, having two sermons without
intermission
page 364 in each church they
visited, and sometimes having night meetings at private houses. Mr.
Mosely almost invariably attracted large congregations on these tours.
He and Rev. James Henderson, of Jasper county, a man of good natural
ability, though not the equal of Moseley, often made such tours in
company. It is said he was instrumental in bringing many to a saving
knowledge of the truth, and that the churches which he served as pastor
enjoyed much prosperity.
His talents proved a snare to him in one respect at least. In the
midst of his successful career as a preacher, he suffered himself to
become involved in politics. He wrote for the papers made "stump
speeches," ran for the Legislature several terms, and once for Congress.
His career as a politician began in 1840. In 1843 he was elected to the
Senate of the State Legislature. In 1846 he was run for Congress against
a popular and talented man, General Hugh A. Haralson, and lacked only a
few votes of being elected, though his opponent was on the strong side
(the Democratic,) in the District. After this he was several times a
member of the Georgia Legislature, in one branch or the other. He
maintained a respectable stand as a statesman, and was prompt and
faithful in the discharge of his duties. He seemed to have acquired
quite a thirst for popular favor, which of course injured him in his
character and influence as a minister of the gospel. No matter what a
man's talents may be, he cannot be preacher and politician
at the same time without detriment to his clerical standing. He finally
"broke down" as a politician, while his influence as a minister of the
gospel had been sadly impaired.
Though his father was an ardent and zealous advocate of the
missionary cause and kindred objects, Mosely seems, from an early period
of his public career, to have taken a decided stand against all such
things. And when, from 1830 to 1840, the denomination in this State
separated into the missionary and anti-missionary parties, he took sides
with the latter, and maintained his position to a late period of life.
He seemed honestly to believe that he and his party were "Old-side
Baptists," by which title he generally designated them. Under this
conviction, at the session of the Flint River Association at Holly Grove
church, Monroe county, in 1837, he withdrew from
page 365 that body, carrying
fifteen churches with him, which were constituted into an Association
called the Towaliga, at County. Line church, July, 1838. For twenty-five
years or more these two bodies have stood aloof from each other. The
Flint made one or two overtures for correspondence, but the brethren of
the Towaliga seem not to have been ready. It is gratifying, however, to
add that negotiations for peace and christian correspondence are now
progressing and have been for a twelve-month past, with encouraging
prospects of success. The Towaliga has rescinded the "Thirteenth
Article" of her creed, by which she had declared non-fellowship with all
human institutions, as benevolent societies are generally termed by
anti-mission Baptists. It will be a happy day for the Baptists of the
South when these divisions shall all have been healed.
Mr. Mosely removed from Putnam to Henry county, where he resided many
years, and during a portion of which time he was engaged in merchandise,
associating a distillery and the sale of ardent spirits with his store,
which was a country stand. He seems very soon to have become convinced
of the wrong of distilling and selling ardent spirits, for he promptly
abandoned both, and would never afterwards even so much as drink spirits
as a beverage. His merchandising proved to be an unfortunate business
for him, for he lost nearly all the property he had ever made, which was
not much. His circumstances were quite limited all his life. When
Griffin became a thriving town he removed thither, where he remained
until near the close of his life.
The truth of history requires that we record one or two other facts
which we would fain omit. He and his first wife, by whom he had nine
children, separated and lived apart a number of years. He sued for and
obtained a divorce, and immediately married again. This act was
tolerated, if not approved, by a few of his friends. But the public
condemned it, and none more emphatically than his brethren of the
Towaliga Association and kindred bodies. He "lost caste" among them,
declined re-election as moderator, (which office he had held from its
organization,) and removed to Pike county, Alabama, where he soon died,
March 6th, 1865. It is a source of satisfaction to add that he retained
the exercise of his faculties to the last,
page 366 and met death with
the composure and joy of a true christian. We trust his soul is at rest.
Since the foregoing was written, the author has obtained additional
particulars concerning Mr. Mosely's residence in Alabama and his death.
Rev. A. N. Worthy, an eminent minister in that State, says: "From the
day he landed in Troy to that of his death, I was his constant
companion, and stood by him in the hour of his death, and heard the last
rumbling clod that fell upon his coffin. It affords me singular pleasure
to bear testimony to his calm, christian resignation, and his entire
resignation to the will of the Lord in all things. Among his last words
were, 'All is well. Come, Lord Jesus, come quickly!' His anti-mission
brethren treated him with marked coldness on account (as he believed,)
of his changed views on the subject of missions." He did not think his
mortal remains would be welcome in their church burying-ground, for
which reason he expressed the wish that he might be interred in the
private cemetery of Mrs. Murphree, a member of the Missionary Baptist
church at Troy; and he was interred, according to his wish, within fifty
feet of said church. A beautiful grave mound and monument were erected
over his remains by the ladies of the Troy church, and an appropriate
notice of his death appeared in the Minutes of the Salem (Missionary)
Baptist Association for the year 1867.
It is somewhat remarkable that Mosely and Trice, who labored so long
together in Georgia, should have died near each other in Alabama.
The following also appeared in the Minutes of the Salem Association
for 1867:
THOMAS C. TRICE.
Departed this life at his residence in Pike county, Alabama, on the
3d day of July, A. D., 1866, Elder Thomas Calvin Trice, aged fifty-eight
years, three months and one day.
He was born in Orange county, North Carolina, and was married, on his
arrival at manhood, to Miss S. H. White, daughter of William H. White,
of Wade county, in said last mentioned State. He was hopefully converted
to the religion of Jesus Christ and joined the Baptist church in 1828,
and exemplified
page 367 the beauties of our
holy religion during the balance of his eventful life. Soon after his
conversion, he commenced preaching the gospel, and continued warning his
fellow-man, "shunning not to proclaim the whole counsel of God." In the
year 1832, he moved to the State of Georgia, Jasper county, and from
thence to Pike county, Georgia, in the year 1839, where he resided until
he moved to Pike county, Alabama, in the year 1864, where he died.
For many years he represented his county in the Georgia State
Legislature, where he distinguished himself as one of the working men of
the body, and commanded the respect of his co-laborers for his sterling
good sense and faithful discharge of duty. So, in every relation of
life, he was never known to occupy an equivocal position. In politics,
he was an old line Whig and States Rights man, and in the recent
struggle for independence, he was uncompromisingly Southern.
As a citizen, he was written down by all as an eminently useful man;
as a neighbor, kind and obliging; as a friend, steadfast and trusty; and
in the endearing relation of husband and father, none can so well
appreciate his superior excellency of character as his heart-broken
widow and sorrow-stricken children.
While he thus stood in the various relations of life, in nothing did
the cardinal virtues shine forth so much as in his church actions, and
here we must be permitted to refer to his course during the unfortunate
division which took place amongst the Southern Baptist churches in the
years 1836, 1837 and 1838. When the division occurred, he took sides
with what is known as the "Hardshell" or "Primitive" Baptists, and for
many years--indeed, up to a short time of his death, he held communion
with this portion of the church. It were needless to recount the causes
operating on his mind and influencing his course. But, in his last days,
it is certain that this great and good man could not sanction what he
considered flagrant errors of the anti-Mission Baptists, such as
re-baptism, and the manifest departure of many of his brethren from the
true principles of the gospel, both in faith and practice, as held by
the church from the days of the Apostles until now. Hence, he sought
communion with the regular Baptist church, and was cordially
page 368 received into
Spring Hill (missionary) Baptist church some time before his death.
It is due to his memory to state that he did not love his
anti-Mission Baptist brethren less, but the cause of Christ more, which
influenced him to join those who believe it to be their duty to "preach
the gospel to every creature," so far as they can. Let no one say he
changed his religion in his latter days. This would be a gross
misrepresentation of a good man. He only came back to the original
church of his first choice, who rigidly adhere to the anćient
landmarks, and with whom he could exercise liberty of conscience, and it
is needless to tell the present generation how dear this privilege is to
the regular Baptists.
As a consistent and well beloved member of the regular Baptist
church, and faithful preacher of the cross of Christ, he closed his
mortal career. Much bodily pain and suffering (the consequence of
protracted labor as a minister of Jesus,) he was called upon to endure
by the Master in his last days. These he bore with christian resignation
and fortitude, and spoke of his dissolution as an event to be devoutly
wished rather than dreaded. Not believing in funeral sermons, as held by
Roman Catholics and their descendants, still he desired that one of his
faithful brother preachers--his pastor--should preach a sermon on the
occasion of his death, selecting the text a few days before his death.
Truly, this good man has fought a good fight--has finished his
course--and no one who intimately knew him in life will doubt that he
has entered upon that life of happiness and joy
which is promised to all those who die in the Lord. "Henceforth," from
the day of his death, he is ever happy.
It might not be amiss to say that, in consequence of his beloved
Baptistic views, and his freedom from prejudice and superstition, that
many of his anti-Mission Baptist brethren suspected him of being a
Mason. In this they were very much mistaken. He never was a Mason until
a few short months before his death; and in the full vigor of his
intellect, greatly above mediocrity, he united himself to this Order,
and their tenets met his entire approval. The only regrets he ever
expressed, after becoming acquainted with Masonry, was that he did not
attach himself to the Lodge at an earlier day.
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JAMES CARTER.
This devoted christian and eminently useful minister of the gospel
was born near the town of Powelton, in this State, about the year 1797.
His parents, Josiah Carter, and Mary, his wife, were Virginians, and had
settled on the Ogeechee river soon after their marriage. Being the
youngest child, and his parents growing old, his opportunities for
education were even inferior to his older brothers and sisters, as he
was needed at home to work. After he was grown, being elected a
magistrate in his county, he had to learn the art of calculating
interest from the sheriff. At a very early age he became hopefully
pious, and was baptized into the Powelton church by Rev. Jesse Mercer,
between whom and himself there ever existed the utmost cordiality of
friendship and christian confidence. Mr. Mercer, advanced in years and
in failing health, called on Mr. Carter to rest a few days from the
fatigue of traveling, which he was doing with the faint hope of
recuperating his strength. It turned out, however, that God had led him
to the house of his friend to die, which event took place September 6th,
1841. Mr. Carter ever cherished, with mournful satisfaction, the fact
that he had the privilege of waiting on the great and good man, and the
pastor of his early years, in his dying moments, and then of closing his
eyes.
He married young, his first wife being Ruth Asbury, daughter of
Richard Asbury, of Greene county, by whom he had several children, only
one of whom is living--Mr. William Carter, of Stewart county, a most
estimable gentleman. His second wife, was Mary Bond, of Wilkes county.
One of her children is Colonel Thomas M. Carter, a gentleman of
intelligence and ability, and at one time a member of the State Senate.
Mr. Carter removed with his family to Butts county, about the year
1823, and settled as a farmer on Tussahaw creek, where he resided many
years, and until he removed to Indian Springs, where he died.
About 1827 he was licensed to preach the gospel by Sardis church,
Henry county. Through his labors a few disciples were gathered together,
who were organized into a church in his immediate neighborhood, himself
being one of the constituents.
page 370 This occurred soon
after his licensure. With little or no intermission he continued pastor
of this church (Macedonia,) for about thirty years, during which time he
baptized into it upwards of one thousand members. He was, also, pastor
of other churches--Holly Grove, in Monroe, Indian Springs and others,
where he was also eminently successful. His robust constitution and
vigorous health enabled him to perform an immense amount of labor, to
which he was impelled by his burning zeal for the cause of Christ. It is
doubtful whether any of our ministers ever preached more, or did more
good by preaching, than James Carter. According to the custom of the
times he occasionally made extensive tours into remote parts of the
State, preaching to the destitute or attending the sessions of
Associations. His labors, however, were mostly devoted to his own and
contiguous counties.
While his doctrinal sentiments were strongly Calvinistic, which were
faithfully declared on all suitable occasions, his preaching was
eminently practical. His appeals to sinners were frequently powerfully
impressive and convincing. He had a commanding person, a strong but
pleasant voice, good command of language, and an impassioned manner of
address.
His constitution failed suddenly; it is wonderful that it had borne
up so long under the tremendous tax imposed upon it. He gradually
declined for six months "from general debility," as the doctors said.
His death (which occurred August 25th, 1858,) was a triumph as well as
his life, and he was buried at Macedonia church, at a spot long before
selected by himself, and immediately in front of the pulpit which he had
so long occupied. At the ensuing session of the Flint River Association,
at McDonough, of which he had been moderator for years, the writer
delivered a discourse in memory of Mr. Carter, which the Lord was
pleased to sanctify as the beginning of a great and gracious revival.
WILLIAM A. CALLAWAY.
The subject of this brief notice was born in Wilkes county, Georgia,
about the year 1804. His parents were pious members of the Baptist
church. The author heard him relate his
page 371 christian
experience in substance as follows: "From his earliest recollection, his
father kept up family worship. When taken down with his death sickness,
these exercises were suspended for several days. One morning, however,
all the family, white and black, were summoned into his room. (William
was then perhaps fifteen years old.) The sick man was propped up in
bed--was much emaciated, and breathed and spoke with difficulty. He
informed his family that 'the time for his departure was at hand,' and
that he confidently expected that day to 'depart and be with Christ.' He
then read a chapter as usual, and offered such a prayer as none but a
dying christian can make. To each of the servants he then addressed a
few parting words, and then to his children in their turn, ending with
William, who was the oldest. That scene, and those words of his dying
father, were never forgotten. Before sunset that father's soul was with
his God. He grew up to manhood, and became a married man, before his
conversion; was what the world calls moral, as he never indulged in
profane swearing, drunkenness, nor any of the grosser vices. Yet he was
fond of gay company, and delighted in the ballroom and the dance. Often,
amid scenes of frivolity and mirth, would that death-bed scene and the
faithful warning of his dying father recur to his mind, and drive him to
retirement and prayer. He had been married two or three years to his
first wife, a Miss Pope, and had removed to Henry county, Georgia, where
he was engaged in farming, when he was fully aroused to a sense of his
lost condition as a sinner, in the sight of God. By what means he was
awakened is not remembered by the writer. But one night he had become so
troubled that he could not sleep, and retired from his house for prayer.
While thus engaged, Christ was revealed in him as the hope of glory, and
his heart was made to rejoice in God, his Saviour. He promptly returned
to the house, and told his wife of the gracious change he had
experienced. But he could not stop there. He had a brother, living about
sixty miles distant, to whom he must communicate the joyful intelligence
without delay. Next morning he took his breakfast before daybreak, and
set off on horseback to see his brother. Before he slept, he had related
his christian experience to his brother, and they had joined in
page 372 prayer together. It
was not long ere that brother was also rejoicing in hope."
More than thirty years have elapsed since the writer heard the
foregoing relation, which was given on the occasion of his ordination to
the ministry. He believes it to be substantially correct, though his
memory may be at fault in some particulars. His visit to his brother, as
above related, strikingly illustrates his character. He was eminently a
man of decision and promptness. Whatsoever his hand found
to do--whether relating to things temporal or spiritual--he did with his
might.
In 1833, he was ordained at McDonough--B. H. Willson and J. H.
Campbell, the presbytery. As a licentiate, he had been active and
useful, and now his influence was felt in all the regions around. He was
one of the four ministers, who were delegates in the Constitution, and
were connected with the early history of the Central Association, and
performed his full share of the labor which devolved upon them, in
consequence of the great revivals which were experienced in that body in
those times. Day and night, for weeks and months together, was he
engaged in protracted meetings. And yet he seemed to know no weariness.
His person was tall and rather slender; his countenance exceedingly
benign; his voice musical, and his elocution easy and natural. As a
public speaker he was always pleasant and sometimes powerful. His
sermons were short and his exhortations animated. And then he could
sing so sweetly! All these things combined rendered him popular as a
preacher, and especially qualified him as a revival preacher.
In secular affairs, his attention was given mostly to farming and
merchandise, in both of which callings he was quite successful. Indeed,
his native good sense, his sound judgment, his probity and his energy
qualified him for almost any undertaking, and would have been a
guarantee of success in any business to which he might have turned his
attention.
The writer having been intimately associated with Callaway for
several years as a member of the same church and Association, most
heartily adopts and indorses the following notice of him, written by
Rev. E. B. Teague for the "Christian Index:"
"Brought to a knowledge of the truth in early manhood, he soon
consecrated himself to the service of the Master in the
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ministry. Endowed with good abilities and unusual solicitude for souls,
he overcame in a great measure the deficiencies of early training by
making full proof of his ministry in unwearied and incessant labors. He
will long be remembered in Middle Georgia as the modest and amiable
coadjutor of such men as Sherwood and Dawson, in the many labors by
which they sought to build up the cause of Christ in the Central and
neighboring Associations. Not the least of the services of this good man
was the nerve manifested in the advocacy of the scriptural independence
of the churches, assailed at one time in that region by the influence of
eminent brethren. Though but a licentiate, he exhibited the calm courage
of a veteran. It is interesting to read in this connection the special
blessing of God on his ministry in the midst of obloquy and reproach. At
a later period he labored with much earnestness and success in Western
Georgia. Few men have been the instrument in winning a larger number of
souls to Christ.
"His theory always was that a man must take care of his family, and
that the necessary secularization is not incompatible with or opposed to
the successful prosecution of the great work of preaching the gospel.
Accordingly, he provided well for a very large family, and preached more
than most men do. The estimable character of that large family is
testimony to his uprightness, sincerity and wisdom. Perhaps most
ministers, towards the close of life, if they do not indorse, yet look
with leniency on this theory. Unfortunate with all the rest of us of
late years, his life and labors had so conciliated his acquaintance,
that we trust those of his children who are yet young, and his beloved
wife, will never want friends or a helping hand.
"Brother Callaway was a man of marked traits of character. So
sensitively pure and conscientious was he, that any apprehension that
his fellow-laborers were actuated by questionable motives, so damped and
fettered him that he was unmanned. He read men's motives with unerring
accuracy. On the other hand, unbounded confidence in those about him
developed unwonted energies and kindled him into unwonted fervors.
"He was in theology a moderate Calvinist, and singularly free from
all extravagance of views on all subjects--eminently a safe and prudent
man. No man was more instinctively discreet in
page 374 all things. He
rarely or never did anything imprudent or ill-timed. Constitutional
modesty often induced him, in our larger gatherings, to withhold the
assistance for which his eminent wisdom fitted him. He was, therefore,
less widely known than he deserved to be. In protracted meetings and
associations he preferred a subordinate place, delighted if he might
occupy himself in hortatory discourse after his brethren had preached,
or when occasion offered in the conference and prayer meetings. On these
occasions he often became the soul of the meeting, enchaining the
riveted attention of his brethren and going right home to the conscience
of the impenitent by the simplicity, fervency and affectionateness of
his address, backed by a confidence on their part that knew no limits.
"No temptation could ever induce him to offer any strange fire before
the Lord. He always spoke and acted just as he felt, in the pulpit and
out of it. If cold, you could scarcely wring a word of exhortation or a
sermon from him; if in season, he manifested the utmost alacrity.
Heartlessness and form froze up his spirit and sealed his lips. He felt
powerfully that God is a spirit, and seeks such to worship him as
worship in spirit and in truth.
"His pulpit abilities were good, his address grave, decorous and
tender. We often heard the remark that 'he was in preacher shape.' With
early training, exclusive occupation in the ministry and extensive
reading, he might have been great.
"But he is gone!--gone up to join 'the general assembly and church of
the first born.' Distrustful of himself, and feeling the effects of late
years, as he often said, of relaxation from the ministerial work in
consequence of the partial failure of his voice and nervous derangement,
he was much comforted during the last six months of his life, especially
during his long and painful illness by clear and precious views of the
adaptation of the Saviour to all our wants. Retired upon his farm, in a
neighborhood somewhat out of the way, he interested himself very
actively in the spiritual wants of his neighbors. They had become
greatly attached to him. He was indeed beloved wherever he lived,
confided in to the last degree, 'a living epistle, known and read of all
men.' He passed away in quiet and holy triumph, lingering in memory with
the
page 375 brethren with whom
he had labored and to whom he was fondly attached. The writer records
with inexpressible feelings the prayerful and tender interest in him and
his. May the spirit of the father imbue his two sons in the ministry,
Revs. S. P. and J. M. Callaway. Alas! my brother, very pleasant hast
thou been to me!"
He was called to his reward in heaven in June, 1865.
JOHN JAMES.
The subject of this brief notice was endowed with natural gifts of a
high order, and was during his short career one of the most successful
country preachers in the State. He was born in Rockingham county, North
Carolina, September 9th, 1809, and died October 9th, 1847, being
thirty-eight years old. His father, Martin James, was a soldier in the
war of 1812, was taken prisoner, and died at Fort Johnson. His mother's
maiden name was Martha Woodall. She died in 1869, in the ninetieth year
of her age.
John James professed conversion at the age of twenty-four, and was
baptized by Rev. Cyrus White at Teman church, Henry county, Georgia. He
was subsequently ordained to the gospel ministry at said church
in 1835, by what presbytery the author is not informed. Though his
ministry was thus commenced under those who were known as Whiteites,
(and who were deemed as rather Arminian in sentiment,) he subsequently
connected himself with the Central Association, in which body he was
highly esteemed and eminently useful.
He was engaged in the ministry only about twelve years, yet he
baptized about sixteen hundred persons. His labors were confined mostly
to the counties of Jasper, Butts, Henry, Newton and Campbell. His
burning zeal impelled him forward day and night, summer and winter. His
first sermon was preached under a bush-arbor in Gwinnett county, and
from that day until he ceased from his labors was his voice heard in the
highways and hedges, inviting and urging the poor and needy to come to
the gospel feast. It was by no means an uncommon thing with him to work
hard on his farm all day, and, leaving his horse to rest, to walk from
three to four miles and
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neighbors at night, after which he would return home, and resume his
work in the morning. Of course no constitution could bear this tax very
long, and so he fell, in the midst of his days, the victim of his
consuming zeal and of the neglect (if not the cupidity,) of the people
to whom he preached. The author is informed by one who had a right to
know, that, "as a general thing, seventy-five dollars per annum was
about the amount of salary he received." His last sermon was preached at
Enon church, Jasper county, from Acts xx. 32: "And now, brethren, I
commend you to God," etc.
In October, 1830, he was married to Miss Nancy Strickland, daughter
of Colonel Solomon Strickland, of Henry county, who proved herself
eminently qualified for the position she was called to occupy as a
preacher's wife, and as the mother of six orphan children, which were
left upon her hands by his death. With some assistance from the Central
Association, which she received for several consecutive years, she
succeeded in comfortably maintaining and educating her children, who all
proved themselves worthy of the excellent parentage from which they
descended, being highly deserving citizens.
Mr. James was rather above the ordinary height, of an open, benignant
countenance, possessed a voice of great compass and power, a fluent and
ready delivery, and was, taken altogether, a most fascinating speaker
and a powerful preacher.
JOHN H. MILNER.
It is matter of sincere regret that, for want of materials, so little
can be recorded of this excellent man. If all the facts of his useful
life, or any considerable portion of them, could be gathered up, they
would doubtless form an entertaining and instructive volume. But, like
most men of his day, he kept no record of his labors, so that we are
left with the merest outline of his arduous life.
He was born in Wilkes county, Georgia, July 24th, 1792, and died at
his residence in Pike county, March 9th, 1857, in the sixty-fifth year
of his age. He was the subject of strong religious impressions in early
youth, and was hopefully converted and baptized by Rev. Jesse Mercer
into the fellowship of the
page 377 Sardis church, in
his native county, in the sixteenth year of his age, of which church he
was elected clerk soon thereafter. In the winter of 1816 and 1817, he
removed, with his family, to Jones county, where he remained until 1824.
His next removal was to Monroe county, where he became a member of Rocky
Creek church, then under the pastoral care of that eminent and
successful minister of Christ, Rev. John M. Gray. Towards the close of
the great revival, which commenced in 1827 and continued more
than two years, (the most memorable that has ever occurred in the
State,) Mr. Milner was licensed to preach the gospel, viz.: in the early
part of 1829. With the zeal of the Apostolic days, he threw himself into
the glorious work then in progress, preaching from house to house, among
his neighbors, and wherever an effectual door was opened to him. God
gave him seals to his ministry from the first, and many were brought
into the fold through his instrumentality.
He was ordained at Shiloh church, Monroe county, in May, 1835,
by a presbytery consisting of John Ross, Jonathan Nichols, Joseph
Chipman and John Milner. In December of that year, he removed to Pike
county, where he spent the remainder of his exemplary and useful life,
restricting his labors mostly to that county, and to Monroe and
Meriwether, though he occasionally sallied out into the regions around.
No man was more noted for punctuality. He carried this habit--or
virtue, as it deserves to be called--into all his arrangements, whether
social, religious or secular. Nothing but some providential interference
prevented his attention to family worship, to his church
meetings, or to any business engagement with his fellow-men;
and he was always there at the appointed time. Surely his
example, in this respect, is worthy of imitation. What a world of
trouble would be prevented if all men, or even if all ministers, would
govern themselves by the same rule! He believed the "strong doctrines
of grace," as they are called, which are taught in the scriptures,
and which he had learned from Mercer, Marshall and others, under whose
preaching he was brought up. He had a heart ever aglow with warm,
practical benevolence, which flowed out in streams, not only to the
needy around him, but also to the heathen, even to the ends of the
earth. He ever felt the deepest interest in the cause of missions,
especially of
page 378 foreign missions.
The poor Indians excited his sympathies and called forth his fervent
prayers. Yet no man possessed a more stern and inflexible character.
No man was more firmly fixed in what he considered the principles of
truth and righteousness than he. Faithfully did he serve his family,
his generation and his God.
At his own request, repeatedly made, both privately and publicly, his
family had inscribed on his tombstone the words, "A sinner saved by
grace." His death was sudden, resulting from a violent attack of
sickness, of less than twenty-four hours continuance, his last sermon
having been preached only two days previously. He died triumphantly,
with his armor on. Oh! what a glorious death! The author has a most
vivid recollection of the last interview he had with John H. Milner. It
was the closing scene of the Flint River Association, at Griffin, the
fall preceding his death, the exercises of which were conducted by him.
He seemed to have a presentiment that his end was at hand; and that
address, and that prayer--those trembling tones, and those weeping eyes,
left impressions not soon to be obliterated.
JOHN W. COOPER.
Elder John W. Cooper was born in Henry county, Virginia, January
17th, 1783, and, with the family, removed to Wilkes county, Georgia, in
1786. He united with the old Ebenezer church, and was baptized by Elder
Jesse Mercer in 1805; some time afterwards, his membership was removed
to Rehoboth church. In the winter of 1825 he removed to Monroe county,
Georgia; was a member of the Mount Pleasant church, where he was
ordained as a minister of the gospel in 1826, Elder Davis Smith being
one of the presbytery. In the winter of 1828 he removed to Harris
county, Georgia, being one of the earliest settlers, which was soon
after the purchase of the territory, from the Indians, lying between the
Flint and Chattahoochee rivers. In a few months after this, he aided in
the constitution of Sardis church, in the western part of the county,
which was one of the first churches organized west of Flint river. He
aided in the constitution of most of the churches in that immediate
section of the State, as also in that which lay opposite
page 379 in Alabama. He was
a prime and active mover in the organization of the Western Association,
of which he was elected moderator in 1841, the introductory sermon of
which session was preached by Elder Jesse Moon, the father of Miss
Lottie Moon, now a missionary to China. He was re-elected annually,
until his removal to Houston county, in the winter of 1848, and if my
information be correct, was elected that year by acclamation, being the
last session of that body he ever attended. He was present at the
Georgia Baptist Convention in Marietta, in 1850, at which the illness
that ended his life began. Returning home quite indisposed, he went to
the monthly meeting of what was then Sandridge, now Factory church,
Houston county, the first Sabbath in May, 1850, where he preached his
last sermon. He died May 30th, 1850, with an abiding faith in the
Saviour, whose glorious gospel he had preached more than forty years,
his last words being, "O, that I could live to warn sinners!"
The education of the subject of this sketch was very limited. In his
early life, neither means nor facilities were at his command. As a
minister, the Bible was almost his only book of study, and with it, as
was common with Baptist preachers in his day, he was very familiar. His
views were not warped by the sayings of men; while he was solid as a
rock in the doctrines of grace and the ordinances of the gospel, and
never compromised with error, he was never rash. In Western Georgia,
where he spent most of his ministerial life, he abounded in labors. So
far as remembered, he was never without four churches, and not
unfrequently, to attend some of them, it required from Friday morning
till Monday night. It was rare, indeed, he ever failed to meet his
appointments. As was not uncommon in those early times, he frequently
made tours of preaching to destitute sections and regions beyond. His
preaching was without much method, always abounding in scriptural
language, truth and illustration. He was of tender heart, often affected
to tears. His labors were greatly blessed, and large churches were built
up under his ministry. One of his sons says that a prayer meeting was
held in a private house, at which began a work of great power. The
meeting was removed to old Mountain Creek church, near which he lived,
and continued, without interruption, forty-five days, during
which
page 380 one hundred and
sixty-three persons were added to the church, and that, too, when
the country was thinly settled.
Though rather emotional, he did not approve of noisy meetings. It is
worthy of note, however, that on one occasion he was the subject of what
was adjudged an unusual measure of the Holy Spirit's influence. It
occurred at Beech Spring church, where he was aiding Elder George
Granberry in a meeting of much interest. He had preached at the forenoon
service, at the close of which his family physician observed a peculiar
appearance of countenance, and insisted that he should go into the open
air, which he declined, further than taking a seat upon the door-steps.
In a moment, he began clapping his hands gently, and expressing himself
as being very happy. He exhorted every unrenewed person whom he saw, and
at the house of a precious man, (Deacon Joel Hood,) he had every servant
called to the bed upon which he lay, and urged upon them immediate
repentance. The clapping of hands, (which seemed involuntary,) and the
talking continued, without a moment's interruption, until a late hour of
the night, when "tired nature" succumbed to sleep. In the morning he was
quite restored, and said the whole affair seemed as a dream. The writer
witnessed the entire scene. He received but little for preaching. It is
probable he never mentioned money to a church. I have heard him say a
church to which he preached many years, and was not less than fifteen
miles distant from him, never paid him enough to shoe his horse. At
another, an old brother was approached by one of the deacons, who
replied, "It is as much his business to preach as it is mine to go and
hear;" and, doubtless, not a few are possessed with a like sentiment
to-day.
His habits of industry and regularity would have secured him an
abundance of this world's goods had he given himself to their
acquisition. But he "chose rather to suffer affliction with the people
of God than enjoy the pleasures of sin for a season, esteeming the
reproach of Christ greater riches than the treasures of the world." As a
man, he always enjoyed the entire confidence of his acquaintances, which
confidence was never abused. He paid his debts, was peaceable in
society, never shirked responsibility, lived and died without a stain
upon his
page 381 character. As a
christian, he was prayerful--walked by faith rather than by
sight--without pretension wholly, and with the exception named above,
his religious life was even, and his end peace.
Rev. George F. Cooper, of Americus, one of the best and ablest men in
the State, is a son of his.
J. H. T. KILPATRICK.
James Hall Tanner Kilpatrick, for about fifty-two years a minister of
the gospel, was a native of North Carolina. He was born June 24th, 1793,
in Iredell county, on the Yadkin river, seven miles northwest of
Statesville. His ancestors were Scotch-Irish. They emigrated to this
country two or three generations before, and settled in what was then
known as the "Jersey settlements." They were descendants of the old
Covenanters, so famous in Scottish history; and, as might have been
expected, were Calvinistic Presbyterians of the strictest sort.
The immediate parents of Mr. Kilpatrick were Andrew Kilpatrick and
Jane Nichols. They had ten children, and he whose life and labors now
claim our notice was one of twin sons, the last children born to the
parents, their mother dying within five days of their birth. Near the
family residence was a Presbyterian church, by the name of Bethany, of
which both parents were members, and the father a ruling elder. Here, in
due time, the motherless little ones were carried, in order to do for
them after the custom of the law of their fathers. Dr. James Hall, the
regular pastor of the church, was the officiating minister. He was, at
that time, somewhat advanced in life, and without children. So, before
the so-called baptism, he proposed to the father that one of the twins
be named for himself, promising to assume the responsibility and expense
of his education. As the doctor was held in very high regard by the
whole family, consent was readily given; and when the babes were brought
forward, the subject of this sketch was chosen by him, and was
accordingly named James Hall. The other was called Andrew, for his
father.
He began going to school when quite young. His first teacher was a
Mr. Ephraim Pharr, from whom he learned the ordinary
page 382 English rudiments.
A little incident of his early school life may not be devoid of
interest: It was the custom of his teacher, after Dilworth's Spelling
Book was completed, to take up the New Testament, in connection with the
shorter Catechism, requiring so many questions to be learned every
night, and recited the following morning. This task he so faithfully
performed that he was soon promoted to the Bible. And as he was on his
way to school, the morning after his promotion, carrying quite a large
Bible, (and he was still wearing frocks, not having been dignified with
breeches) he was caught up and weighed, Bible and all, and the weight
was just thirty-two two pounds.
His first Latin school was taught by Rev. Thomas Hall, a nephew of
Dr. James Hall. Thence he went to Dr. Joseph D. Kilpatrick, a cousin of
his, who taught at Salisbury, in Rowan county, and next to Dr.
Robertson, who taught the Poplar-tent Academy, in Cabarrus county.
Favored with these excellent facilities, young Kilpatrick made fine
progress. His very proficiency, however, became the unexpected occasion
of an obstacle in the way of further advancement. It appears that Dr.
Hall, who up to this time had been bearing all the expenses of his
education, had written, at some time, an English grammar. This grammar,
either as text-book, or otherwise, came under the review of Dr. Hill's
protege. The future man was foreshadowed in the youthful critic.
His keen eye detected inaccuracies in the work, and he was incautious
enough to expose them. His criticisms reached the ear of the now aged
doctor--he became deeply offended, and from that time, declined to
render his namesake any further assistance.
For a brief period his educational prospects seemed quite dark. His
father did not feel able to continue him at a classical school, and no
other would meet the wants of his growing mind. Though scarcely
seventeen, he decided to strike out for himself, and as best he might,
make his way on in the further advancement of his education. He very
soon opened a school near the State line, his patrons being about
equally divided between Lincoln county, North Carolina, and York
District, South Carolina. He taught here one year. Teaching others,
page 383 he taught
himself--his own education was made more thorough, and thus a better
foundation secured for the future superstructure. The next year he
repaired to the Wellington Academy, Abbeville District, South Carolina,
then taught by Dr. Moses Waddell. Here, under the guidance of this
renowned instructor of Southern youth, he continued for a year, pursuing
his studies in the higher branches of learning, paying for his board and
tuition, in whole or in part, by services rendered as assistant.
After this year, Mr. Kilpatrick, though not yet nineteen, entered
fully upon the active duties of life. A number of the young men in Dr.
Waddell's school were from Natchez, Mississippi; and some of these
desiring to return home about this time, he determined to go with them,
and try his fortune in the far West.
At that time, most of the country between the Oconee river, Georgia,
and the Mississippi, was a trackless wilderness, inhabited only by
Indians, and they were, then, in open rupture with the United States
Government. A number of murders and other outrages had been committed
already; all travel had ceased, except under the protection of a
military force, and Mr. Kilpatrick and his young companions were
earnestly and repeatedly advised to desist from the hazardous
undertaking. Nevertheless, they resolved to make the venture, having an
old Indian trader for their guide. The presence of this trader, who was
familiar with the Indian peculiarities, and, withal, had a large
personal acquaintance among them, and was highly esteemed, doubtless
saved the whole party from destruction. As it was, they made some narrow
escapes. Among their number was a young man of fiery spirit, some of
whose near relatives had but recently been murdered. His rashness came
near, on several occasions, precipitating a collision, which, of course,
would have ended in the death of the last one of them. Mr. Kilpatrick
often alluded to this rash venture of his youth, and always with
expressions of gratitude to God.
Having made his way safely through to Natchez, he remained there a
short time with a friend of his, Mr. Alexander Pannell. Thence he went
to Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Here, as principal of the Baton Rouge
Academy, just then established, he
page 384 taught for about
two years. From this place, he went to Natchitoches, where he opened a
fine school, composed mostly of French and Spanish youth, who, besides
the ordinary branches, wished especially to be taught the English
language. He remained here until the British moved upon New Orleans.
When that event occurred, the militia were ordered out en masse,
and his school being largely made up of grown young men, was well nigh
broken up. Though, as a school-teacher, he was not compelled to go, yet,
desiring to share the fortunes of his pupils and his neighbors, as well
as to serve his country, he promptly volunteered, and received the
office of Orderly Sergeant in the company of Captain Bloodgood. In this
capacity, he served through the campaign around New Orleans, in the
winter of 1814 and 1815, being present at the ever-memorable battle of
the 8th of January, 1815.
On his return from the army, he was taken very ill at Opelousas, of
camp fever, and to all human appearance came near to death. God,
however, had a work for him to do. He was soon to enter upon the
hardships, conflicts and triumphs of a more glorious campaign than the
one through which he had just passed. He was kept in life, and after
three months, was so far restored to health that he went over to a new
settlement on Bayou Beoff, called Cheneyville, and composed mostly of
recent emigrants from Beaufort District, South Carolina. Here he opened
a school and taught several years. And here, February 2d, 1816, he was
married to Sarah Adeline Tanner, one of his pupils, and daughter of
Robert Tanner, Esq., a citizen of Cheneyville.
While residing in this place, he was brought for the first time in
close contact with the Baptists. A little Baptist church had been
organized here a short time before, under the labors of Revs. Ezekiel
O'Quinn and Isham Nettles. Mr. Tanner, who subsequently became Mr.
Kilpatrick's father-in-law, was a member of this church, and with him
Mr. Kilpatrick had boarded from the time of his first coming among them.
As these ministers often visited Mr. Tanner's family, of course he
formed their acquaintance. As was natural, the subject of baptism
sometimes came up for friendly, social discussion. Now, he had been
raised among the Presbyterians, and had always
page 385 accepted, without
scruple or question, the scripturalness of their tenets, and was
particularly prejudiced against the Baptists as an ignorant and bigoted
sect. Of course, then, in these fireside discussions he espoused with
all the ardor of his nature the pœdo-Baptist side, and, being much
better educated, was generally able to confuse and entangle his
opponents. He soon became aware, however, as he afterwards confessed,
that there was more truth on the Baptist side than he had hitherto
supposed. During the year, and after his marriage, Mr. Kilpatrick was
hopefully converted. The question of baptism now became a practical one.
Before, he was simply the partisan, anxious to defend the faith of his
childhood--now, he is the humble inquirer, seeking after the right way.
Was the baptism which he had received in unconscious infancy the baptism
of God's word, or was it the invention of man? His appeal was to the New
Testament. He studied it carefully and prayerfully, not to find
arguments to support a system, but to find out the truth and the whole
truth. As may be expected from such an investigation, he came to the
firm conviction that infant baptism and sprinkling, or pouring, for
baptism, are all alike utterly unknown to the word of God. His course
was decided by his convictions. He joined the little Baptist church in
Cheneyville, and was baptized by Ezekiel O'Quinn on Sunday, June 22d,
1817. Very soon after uniting with the church he began to preach the
gospel, and on the 24th of August was licensed to preach. The date of
his ordination is not known. In 1817, he had the privilege of assisting
in the organization of the first Baptist Association beyond the
Mississippi river--he being chosen the first clerk.
In 1818, he gave up his school at Cheneyville and took charge of the
Jackson Academy, in Amite county, Mississippi. He here had a very
flourishing school, composed mostly of young men, many of whom finished
their academical studies under his instruction. Though quite an inviting
field for usefulness, both as a teacher and a minister, opened before
him in Mississippi, yet he remained only one year, being persuaded to
return to Louisiana. Accordingly, he moved back to that State, and took
charge of the Academy at Alexandria, at the same time preaching to one
or two churches.
page 386
Mr. Kilpatrick's labors in Alexandria were brought to a sudden and
sad termination by the death of his wife. She died November 5th, 1820,
at the birth of her second child, and she and her little one were buried
in the same grave. Her first child, a son, Andrew Robert Kilpatrick,
still survives, and is, at this writing, a physician of eminence in the
State of Texas. Her maiden name, it will be remembered, was Tanner, and
this accounts for the T. in Mr. Kilpatrick's well known initials. Upon
her death, according to an inheritance law then existing in Louisiana,
as well, perhaps, as in accordance with his own wish to keep in
remembrance the beloved companion of his youth, he adopted the name of
Tanner and retained it through life.
The light of his household being extinguished, and business in
connection with his father's estate (who had died in 1813,) calling him
to North Carolina, he determined, temporarily, at least, to leave
Louisiana and visit the home of his childhood. But God was designing to
send his servant to another and a broader field of usefulness. He never
lived in Louisiana again. On his way to North Carolina, he concluded to
go by Beaufort District, South Carolina, to see and form the
acquaintance of his late wife's relatives, the Roberts, Lawtons,
Gillisons and others, in and near Robertville. As he traveled, he
preached from time to time, sending on, as well as he could,
appointments in advance. The Indians were still all over the country,
but then there were numerous settlements of whites along his route, to
whom the visit of the traveling minister was highly acceptable.
As he approached Robertville he sent on no more appointments, but
went unannounced. He reached the village just after night-fall, and was
directed to the house of a leading Baptist, perhaps a deacon. On riding
up to the gate, he saw by the moonlight a man walking back and forth,
rather hurriedly, on the piazza. As soon as he hailed, the man walked
quickly to the steps, and accosting him in a familiar and friendly tone,
said, "Light, light, I am very glad that you have come; I've been
waiting and watching for you for some time." Mr. Kilpatrick, much
surprised, dismounted, remarking, however, "I am sorry to disappoint
you, sir; but you are mistaken as to who I am. I am an entire stranger
to you, having never met
page 387 you before." "No
matter, my brother," he replied, "I know you, and am very glad to see
you." After entering the house and coming to the light, the man was
asked to explain himself. He replied substantially as follows: "Our
pastor, Rev. Hezekiah A. Boyd, has just been compelled to leave us on
account of his wife's health. We know not how long he will be absent
from us, and we are very anxious to supply his place. I myself have been
very earnestly praying God to send us a suitable person. Last night I
had a plain view of yourself in my sleep. I was impressed that you were
the man whom God intended to send us, and, moreover, that you would soon
come. And as soon as I saw you ride up to the gate, I recognized you as
the very person whom I had seen, and I felt that God had, sure enough,
sent us a preacher. And now, sir, are you not a Baptist preacher? Mr.
Kilpatrick confessed, of course, that he was a Baptist and a preacher,
but added that he was on his way to North Carolina, and only designed to
stay in that place a few days, or a few weeks at furthest. The other
spoke confidently, saying he was perfectly satisfied that God had heard
his prayer and had sent them a supply. Well, let the good deacon's
vision be what it might, it was actually fulfilled. Mr. Kilpatrick,
yielding to the importunities of the people, consented to remain. The
visit to North Carolina was postponed indefinitely. And here, as supply
to the Black Swamp church, and as missionary to some of the surrounding
country, he continued for about twelve months, his labors being,
perhaps, more largely blessed than during any other one year of his
ministry.
The unexpected detention at Robertville was one link in the chain of
providences which finally brought Mr. Kilpatrick to Georgia. In the fall
of that year, he attended the Savannah River Association, and there made
the acquaintance of Jesse Mercer and Elisha Perryman. Meeting with these
Georgia
ministers opened the way for a preaching tour
through some of the counties of that State. While on this trip, he
preached at Buckhead church, in Burke county, then under the care of
John Stanford. Here he met Miss Harriet Eliza Jones, a lady of wealth,
refinement and groat piety. She had refused many excellent offers
of marriage, having determined to live a life of celibacy, and devote
her money, her time and her labor to the
page 388 promotion of
religion and the relief of the poor and distressed. She knew nothing of
Mr. Kilpatrick--had scarcely heard his name, but when he rose in the
pulpit to begin the service, she was almost overwhelmed with her
feelings, for, as she afterwards said, she was powerfully impressed with
the belief that the strange minister before her was to be her husband.
And so it was: they were married June 23d, 1822.
After Mr. Kilpatrick's marriage, he determined to make Georgia his
future home, and accordingly settled in Burke county, about fourteen
miles south of Waynesboro'. Subsequently, for the sake of health, he
removed his family to the county of Richmond, about fourteen miles south
of Augusta. His planting interests still remained in Burke. Coming into
Georgia, of course he was an entire stranger, but his genial
disposition, refined manners, together with the high social position of
his wife, constituted a happy introduction to the community and the
surrounding country. Besides, he embraced frequent opportunities of
enlarging his acquaintance in the denomination by attending the
Associations, general meetings, and other gatherings of his brethren, at
once identifying himself, both in sympathy and in effort, with the
Mercers, the Brantlys, and other noble spirits of that generation, and
at once taking a high position among them.
Mr. Kilpatrick's immediate and special field of labor lay within the
bounds of the Hephzibah Association. Here he worked the most, here he
worked the hardest, and here he achieved his most signal successes. In
1822, he was present, for the first time, at one of the annual sessions
of this body, the meeting being that year at Rocky Creek church. He was
present only as a spectator; and, truly, there was much to be seen,
which was not at all suited to impress his mind favorably with reference
to his future work. The Association was at this time bitterly
anti-missionary. For several years, their hostility to missions had been
increasing. In 1819, it was "agreed not to correspond" any more "with
the Foreign Mission Society," or Board. In 1821, a letter was presented
from this Board, but a "majority of the brethren refused to have it
read." The present year, (1822) another letter was presented, and this
time by the hands of that prince of refinement and christian courtesy,
page 389 the elder William
T. Brantly, then pastor of the Augusta Baptist church. So far from being
willing to have the letter read, they would not let it even lie on the
table, but actually threw it under the table. When the
proposition to throw the letter under the table was put, the vote was
taken by rising, and one brother, (who, by the way, was quite large and
heavy,) to show the heartiness of his approbation, not only rose to his
feet, but, wonderful to tell, leaped from the floor, coming down
flat-footed, with all his weight, making a tremendous noise, and jarring
every plank and beam of the frail tenement where they were sitting. The
vote being taken, the letter was forthwith thrown under the table; and
the one who performed this duty, dashed it to the floor with as much
vehemence and venom as if it had been a missive from the lower regions.
But the scene was not yet over: the letter under the table, another
brother, or perhaps the same one who had just given such a remarkable
vote, felt called upon to give Dr. Brantly a lecture, telling him, among
other things, that he was engaged in a low, mean, sneaking business;
that this missionary abomination was like a cat with nine lives--they
thought they had killed it! and killed it! and killed it! and, lo! here
it had come poking up again! but now they had made sure work of it, and
that if he knew what was for his good, he would leave, and never show
himself in that body again. During this denunciation, the speaker was
flourishing, in a very threatening manner, a large, knotted, hickory
stick, oftentimes bringing it almost down to Brantly's head.
The foregoing is not overdrawn, the writer confesses himself unable
to recall fully the exceedingly graphic details as he has frequently
heard them from Mr. Kilpatrick's own lips.
The reader may well suppose that after such an exhibition as this,
Mr. Kilpatrick would certainly have given up the Hephzibah Association
as a hopeless case. Not so, however, he determined, by God's help, to
win them back to the old paths. He was satisfied that many of these
opposers of missions were christians, and he knew that all christians
are missionary in heart. His first work was to become acquainted with
the people and preach to them the gospel in its entirety. He thus hoped
to secure a base for further operations.
page 390
When the Association met next year, he was there as a delegate from
the Buckhead church. He at once identified himself with them, being
appointed upon various committees, and receiving appointment as
correspondent to various sister Associations. When the time came to
appoint the preacher for the next introductory sermon, he received the
position. And the next year rolling round, he presented a powerful
discourse upon the doctrine of justification, particularly referring to
the apparent antagonism between James and Paul, and, of course, taking
occasion to show the importance of good works, and the relation of human
instrumentality to the progress of the gospel. In the meantime, publicly
and privately, he was endeavoring to enlighten the minds of the people
with reference to missions, but in such a way as to excite no needless
opposition or prejudice. He mingled freely with the people at their
firesides and at their churches particularly, directing their minds to
the fact that while God has purposes which he will most assuredly
accomplish, he works through human agency.
From time to time, he had the satisfaction of seeing one and another
coming over to the truth. Some, indeed, had been all the time favorable
to missions, but they had not the courage to take a decided stand that
way. Having a leader and a spokesman, they now became more bold. About
this time (1825,) Joshua Key joined the church at Brushy creek, Burke
county, and was soon thereafter licensed to preach, and in 1826 was
ordained. He warmly espoused the mission cause, and was thenceforth one
of Mr. Kilpatrick's warmest friends and most zealous
coadutors. In 1825, thinking, perhaps, that the time had come for
a demonstration, Mr. Kilpatrick induced the Buckhead church, and through
Mr. Key, the Brushy creek church, to send up petitions to the
Association to the effect that they "send messengers to the General
Association, to view their order," etc. Being, however, providentially
called away to Louisiana, he was unable to be present when the
Association met, and the petitions were summarily rejected. Not only
this, but taking advantage of his absence, and having an eye to his
future movements, the opposition endeavored to checkmate him by
inserting into the decorum the following:
"This Association shall have no right to correspond by letter
page 391 or messenger with
any General Association or committee, missionary society or board. Any
brother moving either of the above subjects in this body shall be
considered in disorder, and therefor reproved by the moderator." This
was certainly carrying matters with a high hand.
On returning home and learning what had been done, nothing daunted,
he immediately set to work to repair the damage. By the setting of the
next Association in 1826, he had succeeded in getting so many of the
churches to ask for the rescinding of the objectionable article, that it
was done by a decisive majority. A short while after this, perhaps in
1827 or 1828, Mr. Kilpatrick wrote his "Plain Dialogue
on Missions." It was intended primarily and principally for the
Hephzibah Association. On being published, however, it was found to meet
such a general want throughout the country, that it was adopted by the
General Tract Society as one of its tracts, and was subsequently
incorporated in a volume, entitled the "Baptist Manual," along with
tracts and standard pieces from Andrew Fuller, Booth, Pengilly, and
others. This "Plain Dialogue" was an efficient co-worker in the good
cause, exerting a most salutary influence upon the pious and candid
wherever it was read.
The various means and efforts were so far successful, that in 1830
"it was decided by a large majority that we visit the brethren of the
Convention at their next meeting, as spectators." The next year, having
heard the report of the brethren who went to the Convention, the
Association passed the following: " Resolved, unanimously, that
this Association correspond by letter with the Baptist General
Convention." In 1835 the Association met at Rocky creek, the very church
where thirteen years before such extravagant anti-mission demonstrations
were witnessed. At this meeting a resolution was passed recommending the
churches to take into serious consideration the propriety of joining the
Convention, and to report at the next session. The churches reported as
requested, and it was resolved, "That this Association become a
component member of the Baptist Convention of the State of Georgia."
Thus, after years of labor and trial, Mr. Kilpatrick had the
satisfaction of seeing this old Association brought into cheerful
cooperation with their brethren in other parts of the State. During
page 392 the progress of the
afore-recited struggle, he as the leader, was compelled to encounter
much bitter personal opposition; the prejudices of the poor and ignorant
were often arrayed against him. Often misunderstood, as a consequence,
he was often misrepresented. Brethren, who afterwards became his friends
and supporters, confessed that they once thought they were doing God
service in trying to put him down. A single illustration: Once during
this time, while out on a preaching excursion, he called to stay all
night at a house where he was not known. On announcing his name, the man
of the house exclaimed, "What! are you the Kilpatrick who is going about
preaching such abominable doctrines, and doing so much mischief to the
churches?" And was clearly unwilling to receive him, but finally
consented. During the evening, Mr. Kilpatrick so directed the
conversation as measurably to disarm the prejudices of his well-meaning
but ignorant brother; so much so that, before retiring, he was asked to
lead the devotions of the family, and the request was repeated the next
morning. These opportunities were, of course, well improved. In short,
before the visit terminated, the victory was complete. Just as he was
about to leave, the man said to him, "Brother Kilpatrick," (he would not
brother him at first,) "did you know that when you called yesterday, I
felt like I would just as soon have a rattlesnake to enter my house as
for you to do it?"
Almost coincident in time, and also in respect to the parties
engaged, was Mr. Kilpatrick's struggle on the temperance question. He
found that the opposers of missions were almost invariably opposers of
temperance. He had, therefore, all along, to fight a kind of double
battle, against a double enemy--anti-temperance and
anti-missions--depraved appetites on the one hand, and on the other,
covetousness and anti-nominalism . A faithful record of his experience
in this department of moral effort would furnish an interesting and even
thrilling story. Suffice it to say, that while he did not oppose the
various secret temperance organizations which, from time to time, sprang
up, he did not join any of them. He worked through the churches, and the
New Testament furnished the weapons of his warfare. Moreover,
recognizing the potency of a good example, and finding, very early in
the struggle, that total abstinence was the
page 393 safest ground, and
most consistent with the christian profession, as well as most favorable
for successful effort against the enemy, he promptly established himself
upon it. Whether he condemned the use of ardent spirits as a medicine,
is not remembered; so far as his own family was concerned, he most
certainly never used it. As for himself, for the space of forty years,
it is supposed not one drop of the article ever passed his lips, and
even in his last illness, when stimulants were deemed necessary, he
utterly refused this. And, as a proof of his success in keeping
it out of his family, it may be mentioned that he raised children to
manhood and womanhood who knew not the taste, looks or smell of ardent
spirits of any kind.
Mr. Kilpatrick was eminently fitted to obey the injunction,
"earnestly contend for the faith." This seemed to be his special gift,
and he found ample opportunity to exercise it. During all the period of
his active ministry, he was the universally recognized defender of
Baptist faith and practice for a very large scope of country, embracing
some of the oldest settled, wealthiest and most influential portions of
the State.
No sooner was the anti-mission and anti-temperance war over, and
perhaps before the din of arms had entirely ceased, than there arose a
new trouble. The prophet of Bethany, Alexander Campbell, had been for
some time scattering over the country his peculiar notions. Mr.
Kilpatrick's discerning eye quickly pierced the dextrously-wrought
disguise, and discovered the true features of the so-called "christian
system." And so vigorously and wisely did he combat the heresy, that,
although some of their strongest men were working against him, so far as
the Hephzibah Association was concerned, the vaunted reformation met a
signal defeat. His efforts in the Hephzibah were nobly seconded in other
parts of the State. Able and faithful men everywhere stood up valiantly
for the truth. And as the result of the whole, under God, the Georgia
churches were almost entirely preserved from the inroads of this
plausible but dangerous delusion. When we behold what sad consequences
have ensued elsewhere, we bless God for raising up such men.
This sketch would not be complete without noticing, briefly at least,
Mr. Kilpatrick's connection with the baptismal controversy.
page 394 All gospel
ministers find more or less occasion to discuss the subject of baptism.
Peculiar circumstances made this peculiarly his duty. For a long
series of years, he was the only Baptist minister in the region of
country where he labored who had been favored with a classical
education. If he had remained silent, the cause must have suffered. But
he was not silent. As opportunity offered, publicly and privately, he
boldly and successfully contended for the faith. His reputation in this
respect, however, is chiefly associated with a controversy which took
place in 1842 and 1843. In July, 1842, at a general meeting, he preached
a sermon, the greater part of which was on baptism. This sermon, both by
its original delivery, as well as its subsequent publication, having
produced quite a stir in certain quarters, the Quarterly Conference of
the Methodist Episcopal church, for the Burke circuit, requested Mr. J.
J. Triggs, one of their leading ministers, to answer it. His reply was
forth with masterly reviewed by Mr. Kilpatrick, and the subject still
further discussed. Mr. Triggs having ventured another reply, Mr.
Kilpatrick again took up his pen, going over the whole ground and
discussing the subject more exhaustively than ever. This ended the
controversy; its good effects, however, still live. All that Mr.
Kilpatrick published, in the sermon and the two reviews, would make
quite a volume.
Lack of space prevents a further account, in detail, of Mr.
Kilpatrick's useful life. We might notice his connection with the
Baptist educational interests of Georgia. In 1829, at Milledgeville, he,
in conjunction with Mercer, Sanders, Sherwood and others, promptly
raised the $2,500 00 necessary to secure the Penfield legacy; this was
the inception of Mercer University. The last considerable benefaction of
his life was the donation of lands upon which to locate the Hephzibah
High School. We might speak, also, of his connection with the Baptist
State Convention, upon whose sessions, as representative of the
Hephzibah Mission Society, he was a faithful and valued attendant, up to
the time of getting his Association to join that body. From this time,
for various reasons, his attendance was not regular, though occasionally
he was present, even up to old age. And we might mention his labors in
other Associations, particularly the Middle, lying south of the
Hephzibah, when,
page 395 in connection with
the devoted M. N. McCall, he was mainly instrumental in rescuing those
churches from the meshes of the anti-mission schism; but space forbids
more than these brief notes. As showing, however, how large a proportion
of the business of his own immediate Association centered upon and
around him, the following incomplete summary is introduced: In 1884, the
first year after joining the body, he preached the introductory sermon,
and in 1829, both preached the introductory and wrote the circular
letter. In 1832, and, also, in 1836 he preached the introductory. In
1835, the Association began the mission sermon on Sunday, he receiving
the first appointment. In 1839, he preached the mission sermon, and
again in 1842. In 1843, the circular; in 1844, the introductory; in
1847, the circular and the introductory; in 1848, the mission sermon,
and in 1849, the circular; in 1851, the mission sermon, and in 1854, the
introductory; the circular in 1857, and the introductory in 1858. In
addition to the foregoing duties, he was for many years moderator, for
many years treasurer, and for a number of years either clerk, or
assistant clerk. Besides serving upon the ordinary committees, he was
almost invariably put upon any special committees which might be raised,
and that, sometimes, when he was moderator, the Association insisting
that they could not dispense with his services. Now, when it is
remembered that he was a man noted for modesty, never, never pushing
himself forward, such a record as the above gives unmistakable proof of
real worth, as well as of the high regard in which he was held by his
brethren.
After the date last mentioned in the foregoing summary, (1858,)
feeling that he had been spared to accomplish the leading objects of his
life, and realizing the encroachments of age, he measurably retired from
active duty--not, however, until he had the satisfaction of seeing
rising up around him a number of pious and faithful young ministers, in
whose charge, by God's blessing, he felt that the cause of truth and
holiness would be safe, among whom were two of his sons.
In 1863, he was sorely bereaved in the death of his second wife--the
faithful companion of more than forty years pilgrimage. She died March
16th, in full prospect of a blessed immortality. After her death,
he seemed to live in daily expectation
page 396 of his own. Though
still taking a deep interest in the prosperity of Zion, he seldom
attended the larger gatherings of his brethren. He was faithful,
however, in his attendance at God's house, though not often taking part
in the service. Occasionally, it is true, the smouldering fires would
kindle into a flame, and forgetting his age and infirmities, he would
pour forth his soul in the impassioned utterances of former years, to
the great delight and edification of his hearers. From day to day, he
ripened for the skies. His path was as that of the just, which "shineth
more and more unto the perfect day." His hold on earth gradually
loosened, and his affections, like entwining tendrils, grasped more
firmly the unseen and the heavenly. God had granted him life, and honor,
and worldly blessing, far beyond his expectation, and; according to
his testimony, far beyond his desert. He had lived to see all of his
younger set of children grown and married, and settled in life--his
three daughters heads of Baptist families, and his two sons ministers of
the gospel. In 1854, when about to lay the hand of ordination upon the
head of his youngest son, (and youngest child,) he said, with much
emotion, "Twenty-one years ago, I felt that if God would only spare my
life to see this son raised, and educated, and converted, I should die
content; and, lo! he hath permitted me to welcome him into the ministry
of the gospel." Yes, life's labor accomplished, and its warfare over, he
was ready to go.
With the opening of the year 1869, his convictions of a speedy
departure became more vivid. He was not mistaken. Almost without any
sickness, with no special pain, and rational to the last, he finished
his course, January 9th, 1869. His last words were, "Precious Jesus!"
saying which, he seemed to fall asleep, and so passed away.
From a brief memorial, written a short time afterwards by Rev. E. R.
Carswell, a minister of the Hephzibah Association, the following is
taken: "Rev. J. H. T. Kilpatrick was no ordinary man. He was endowed
with an intellect massive and analytical. As a preacher, he was always
instructive, and would sometimes enchain you for two or three hours by
his eloquence. His power in the pulpit could not be appreciated by those
who only heard him during the last twenty years of his life. As a
writer, he was always accurate, forcible and clear. His controversy
page 397 on baptism amply
vindicates his claims as a man of learning, research and ability. He was
not as extensively known to the denomination as his talents would seem
to warrant. We, who knew him best, feel, of course, more sensibly our
great loss."
The following is the latter part of a short sketch which appeared in
the Minutes of the Hephzibah Association for 1869, and was written by
General G. W. Evans, a member of that body:
"As a citizen, he was quiet, retiring and unobtrusive; as a man,
open, honest and unsuspecting; as a friend, true but undemonstrative; as
a parent, faithful to the high trust committed to his hands; as a
pastor, laborious and constant, always punctual to his appointments,
never having disappointed a congregation in the whole course of his
protracted ministry; as a preacher, he was logical and profound, and
when aroused, oftentimes sublimely eloquent; as a writer and
controversialist, he was true, accurate and resistless; as a christian,
uniform and faithful; and in his expiring moments, as if to seal the
holy record of his life with his dying testimony, his last words were,
'Precious Jesus!'
"Such, brethren, is the brief and imperfect record of the man now
gone to his reward, who, before many of us were born, became, by the
power of his intellect, we might almost say, the father of this
Association; and who, by pen and lip, aided by our brother, the late
Rev. Joshua Key, was the main instrument of building up the missionary
interest among us, and who for years was the triumphant defender of our
peculiar views and the eloquent vindicator of our denominational honor.
"Gifted with a massive intellect and an iron constitution, he
literally wore out in the service of his Master. We deem it no injustice
to the living or the dead, to express our honest conviction that in his
death is extinguished the brightest intellectual light which it has ever
been our pride to honor.""
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WILLIAM SINGLETON.
William Singleton was born at or near Northampton, England, in the
year 1830. His father was a mechanic, but by his skill, industry and
economy, amassed sufficient property to leave his widow in comfortable
circumstances. William was brought up to the trade of cabinet making,
and soon became skillful in his business. His education was limited to
the ordinary branches of English--reading, writing, arithmetic and
geography. When he reached the age of twenty, he emigrated with his
chest of tools to America, and, after spending some time in New York and
other cities, at length located in Augusta, Georgia.
His life for several years was a mixture of business and pleasure.
His wages were good, but he spent them freely and saved but little. He
married and had two children. During the pastorship of Mr. Ryerson he
was brought under the power of the gospel and professed a change of
heart. That the change was real and radical, was manifest to all who
knew him. The death of his wife and children successively deepened the
impressions of his call to the ministry, and removed the earthly
obstacles to his consecration to the work.
Having been licensed by the Greene Street Baptist church in Augusta,
he entered Mercer University to study for the ministry in June, 1862,
and continued there, diligently and successfully pursuing his studies,
until his death in November, 1864.
In the meantime, his life was not that of a mere student. Many of the
settled ministers having gone to the army as chaplains or missionaries,
the churches at home called for the services of the younger men.
Singleton was first called to serve the church at Friendship, then
Macedonia, and afterwards at Shiloh, all in Greene county. To these
churches he preached with acceptance and success, having been ordained
in Augusta in January, 1863.
Rev. N. M. Crawford says: "My first acquaintance with brother
Singleton was at a prayer meeting in Augusta, where I was favorably
struck by his earnestness in prayor, and by the remark of brother Frank
Swanson, at that time temporarily
page 399 supplying the
church, 'He is the most spiritual member of the church.' His mind was
good, rather solid than showy. His feelings were tender, his sympathies
easily flowing, and, at the same time, deep, his faith strong, his hope
firm, and his consecration unaffected and unfaltering. He was remarkable
for what was called 'a gift in prayer,' of which an explanation may be
found in a statement he once made to me, in the unreserve which marked
our intercourse as instructor and pupil. Said he, 'I read from Paul,
covet the best gifts, but I show unto you a more excellent way; and I
thought there was nothing better for a child of God than to have
nearness of approach to the mercy seat in prayer; and so I thought I
would covet that, and ask God to give me the grace of prayer.'"
His death was caused by a violent attack of malignant bilious fever,
which event occurred at the house of the venerable Thomas Stocks, from
whom and his wife he received every attention, as, indeed, their house
had been his home from his first coming to Penfield.
JONATHAN DAVIS.
In attempting to perpetuate the memory of the worthy dead, the author
of this work has frequently been reminded of that scripture: "For what
is your life? It is even a vapor that appeareth for a little time, and
then vanisheth away." The material for a history of even the great and
gifted--of men who occupy a large space in the public eye, and who exert
a powerful influence while living--are often found to be exceedingly
meager when they have passed away. Such is the case with reference to
Jonathan Davis--one of the most gifted men the State has ever produced,
and, for many years, one of the most popular and successful preachers.
Though so little can be said of him now, it is deemed proper to record
his name at least, on that roll of worthies, whose labors and
sacrifices have done so much for the cause of truth and righteousness in
the land.
He was born in Wilkes county, Georgia, in 1798, near the church
called Clark's Station, and was a son of Rev. William Davis, whose name
also appears in these pages. At what age he was converted we are not
informed, though it is believed to
page 400 have been while he
was yet young. He was baptized by his father, and soon thereafter
commenced preaching. Soon after his ordination, he took charge of a
small church in Elbert county, which had barely a nominal existence, and
which had been on the eve of dissolution for years. A gracious revival
was soon experienced, and the membership was increased to upwards of a
hundred. About the year 1829, he became pastor of the church at
Crawfordville, where he resided for years, and where the greatest
success crowned his labors. The church enjoyed a succession of revivals,
during which hundreds were converted and baptized. The blessed influence
extended to the neighboring churches, which also experienced great
prosperity. It is related of him, that he baptized sixty on a certain
Sabbath morning at Bethesda church, Greene county. A Presbyterian lawyer
took note of the time which was occupied in the ceremony, which was only
fifteen minutes. He declared that, at that rate, the apostles could have
baptized the three thousand on the day of Pentecost in one hour--"And he
went on his way," still a Presbyterian. During a portion of the time of
his residence at Crawfordville, he also served the Antioch and Sugar
creek churches in Morgan county, in both of which his ministry was
eminently successful. A gentleman informed the writer that he saw him
baptize, on a certain Sabbath, at the latter church, upwards of seventy
candidates, and the writer himself was present in a revival at the
former church when he baptized more than eighty. There was no duty in
which he delighted more than in administering baptism. Long before his
ministry ceased, it was claimed that he had baptized upwards of three
thousand souls, which was no doubt true.
The temperance cause, which, for a series of years, occupied
much of public attention, and excited much interest, found in Mr. Davis
an ardent friend, and an eloquent advocate. In fact, there was no cause
involving the interests of his fellowmen, to the support of which he did
not bring all the ardor of his nature and all the gifts of oratory, with
which he was so highly endowed. He threw his whole soul into the support
of the objects of our State Convention, especially the improvement of
the rising ministry. His own educational opportunities having
page 401 been quite limited,
he left nothing undone that would contribute to the advantage of the
young ministers rising up around him. He accordingly made provision for
the board and tuition of several young brethren at Crawfordville, where
he resided, as will be seen by reference to the records of the State
Convention. This arrangement was continued for some years. Among those
who reaped the benefits of it was Jesse Moon, father of the Misses Moon,
now missionaries in China, himself a man of no mean ability. While
Mercer University was yet in its obscure and puerile infancy, struggling to maintain a mere existence,
he traveled extensively to raise funds for its endowment, and to secure
pupils for its halls.
He was of an exceedingly kind and catholic spirit. He was not a man
of strife, but a man of peace. He delighted in being a peace-maker.
The writer remembers several instances in which he labored for days, and
labored successfully, to reconcile brethren who had been long estranged
from each other; and then, how tears of gratitude would stream down his
cheeks when he would see them once more united in the love of Christ.
About the year 1842, and before fanaticism had blinded the eyes and
subverted the reason of our Northern neighbors, he visited that section,
lectured, and had several public discussions on the subject of slavery.
In Boston he had a debate with Nathaniel Colver, the chosen leader of
the Abolitionists, lasting two days, at the close of which he took the
vote on Colver, who was defeated on his own field, and that, too, by a
large majority. At Hamilton, New York, the seat of their Theological
Seminary, he had a similar discussion, in which he was also triumphant.
Wherever he went, he received marked attentions from the most
distinguished men of the country, and was spoken of in the highest terms
by their leading journals.
He was a man of strong faith. "Have faith in God." A friend relates
the following: "On one occasion I was at Mr. Davis' house when he
returned from visiting a friend who was 'sick nigh unto death.' The
attending physician and friends had lost all hope, and were standing
about his bed, expecting that every moment would be his last. Under
these circumstances Mr. Davis entered the sick chamber, asked a few
questions and knelt in prayer, soon after which he left. Upon his
page 402 return home, I
inquired about the sick man, and he replied in substance, 'He is very
sick indeed, and I believe he would have died if I had not entreated the
Lord that he might live. But I have faith that he has graciously heard
my prayer, and feel assured that he will recover.' In a few days his
expectation was verified, and he who was considered sick beyond recovery
was restored to health. 'The prayer of faith shall save the sick.' He
had other similar experiences in the course of his ministry."
In the year 1835, while yet in the zenith of his popularity and
usefulness, he removed from Crawfordville, with several prominent
families from the same region, and settled in the village of Palmyra, on
Kinchafoonee creek, in Lee county. Here he spent many years in active
ministerial labors, which were crowned with abundant success in founding
and building up churches, and in giving the Baptists a prestige in that
section which they have never lost. He received active sympathy and
liberal support from the intelligent and pious men who emigrated with
him to that region--the Janes', Mercers, and others of the same
class--and from those who were brought into the kingdom through his
instrumentality. Here, also, he raised a large family, many of whom, or
their children, reside in Southwestern Georgia, and all of whom occupy
respectable positions in society, and are faithful adherents of the
faith so ably advocated by their worthy sire.
It would be pleasant to close this narrative here, but the truth of
history demands that we go further. For several years, rumors,
unfavorable to the moral character of Mr. Davis, obtained currency, and
cast a dark shadow over his hitherto brilliant career. Under this state
of things, he left Georgia and located in lower Alabama, but did not
escape the troubles which had well nigh already crushed him. In his new
home, other and similar rumors arose, upon which he was arraigned before
his church, tried, and, upon what was believed by many entirely
insufficient testimony, was excluded from the church and deposed from
the ministry. He did not resist the authority of the church, nor attempt
to produce a schism, nor draw off a party in his own support, as many
other preachers have done, and as he, no doubt, could have done. He
submitted, trusting
page 403 that a faithful God
would one day wipe out the reproach thus brought upon his own cause, and
vindicate the character of his servant. (The then pastor of the church,
Rev. Sanders Dennard, afterwards missionary to Africa, was understood to
be decidedly opposed to their action in his exclusion, and to have used
all his influence to prevent it.)
Mr. Davis did not remain long a citizen of Alabama, but returned to
Georgia and settled in his old neighborhood in Lee county. Years passed
away--sad years to him--when the church in Alabama by which he had been
excluded, of its own accord (and without any request from him or his
friends,) reconsidered his case, rescinded their action in his
exclusion, restored him to fellowship and to the ministry, and sent him
written testimonials of these facts; upon which he was received into a
church in the Bethel Association, (perhaps the church at Albany,)
resumed the work of the ministry, lived several years in good repute,
and was gathered, in his old age, as a shock of corn fully ripe into the
garner of the Lord. He died in 1869.
It is not pretended that Mr. Davis was free from faults and foibles.
Not many faultless characters are found on earth. But it is believed
that the testimony of his life proved him to be a good man. If he
had faults, let them be buried with him in the grave, and let his
virtues only be remembered. If the Baptists were as careful of the
reputation of their ministers as are other denominations, it may be that
the dark cloud which overshadowed him for a time would have been
dispersed before it was formed.
JESSE M. DAVIS.
The subject of this sketch was born in Wilkes county, Georgia, about
the year 1808. He was the son of Rev. William Davis, whose history is
also found in these records, and who had two other sons who were Baptist
ministers. Jonathan and James, who were older than Jesse M. His father
was a most interesting character, as may be seen by reference to his
biography, as were also his brothers.
During his boyhood, Jesse M. Davis labored with his brothers on their
father's farm, and the entire time he attended school
page 404 could not have
exceeded twelve months. Possessed of a superior mind, and being of
studious habits, in this brief period he acquired the rudiments of a
good English education, which he continued to improve as long as he
lived. He was endowed with a portly person, a commanding presence, a
musical voice and ready delivery, and was altogether a most fascinating
speaker. He had few equals as a conversationalist.
At what age Mr. Davis made a public profession of religion, the
writer is not informed, but it is believed to have been in his early
manhood. Upon leaving the parental roof, he engaged in the practice of
law at Elberton, Elbert county. But he seems to have pursued this
calling with but little ardor, and in a few years to have entirely
abandoned it. It is probable this step was taken that he might devote
himself to the ministry, as we find him, at the age of twenty-four, (and
soon after his marriage to Miss Burton,) fully engaged in the sacred
calling. By whom he was ordained, we have not been able to learn, but
soon after his ordination he removed to Lee county, where he resided the
greater part of his life, and where he accumulated considerable property
by farming. He was considered as belonging to the class of "respectable
planters." He was married three times. Of the fruit of his first
marriage, Mrs. Weston, of Dawson, and Mrs. Swann, of Blakely, are yet
living. By his second wife, Mrs. Elizabeth Gilbert, he had only one
child, R. W. Davis, a highly respectable lawyer, of Blakely. By his last
wife, Mrs. McGooldrick, he had no children.
His home in Lee county was known as Pleasant Level, and is
remembered by many as a most delightful retreat, not only on account of
its ample appointments, but especially for the noble christian
hospitality with which its visitors were ever entertained. Though often
urged by his friends to allow his name to be used for worldly offices,
he invariably declined, feeling that he already occupied the highest
position to which a mortal can attain--that of an Ambassador for
Christ.
In 1858, he removed from Lee to Decatur county, where he resided
during the war, and by the results of which he was rendered very poor.
He bore this reverse of fortune in such a spirit as might have been
expected in a man so eminent for piety.
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Soon after the close of the war, under an invitation from the church
at Blakely, Georgia, he become its pastor, where he died and is buried.
Among other things that were true of him, the following are deemed
worthy of special mention as being characteristic: That he never
received remuneration for ministerial services until his private means
were swept away by the war and he was left almost penniless; that he
never had a personal falling out with any one, in the church or out of
it; that he never indulged in bitter sectarian controversy, and was
beloved by christians of all denominations; that though he denounced
sin, he never denounced sinners. He was ever persuasive in manner, kind
in spirit, and was eminently successful in winning souls to Christ.
After a long and painful illness, borne with the greatest christian
fortitude, he died August 14th, 1868. Some hours before his departure he
blessed and bade adieu to his family, and announced his readiness for
the summons to the other shore. The following brief extracts from a
letter by his daughter, Mrs. Swann, to her sister, Mrs. Weston, will
give a faint idea of the manner of his death: "For a month preceding his
departure, he suffered more than tongue can tell or pen describe. His
body was much swollen from dropsy, his breathing painful and difficult,
and his back and hips terribly ulcerated. Thus he lay for many long and
dreary weeks, suffering more, as it seemed to me, than it was possible
for human nature to endure. Yet his hope of speedy deliverance never
failed to give him comfort, and his faith in the Lord Jesus grew firmer
and stronger to the end. Often, when his extreme sufferings would cause
his face and body to be covered with great drops of cold, clammy sweat,
he would call upon me to read the scriptures to him, which he would
repeat after me, adding exclamations of praise and joy. He would
frequently repeat stanzas of hymns, and only the day preceding his death
he repeated over and over several times, with apparent pleasure--"
Farewell, vain world, I'm going home,
My Saviour calls, and bids me come.
"One night he lay for hours in the most awful agony of pain. I sat by
him, holding his clammy hands in mine, and watched
page 406 his torture until I
felt my heart would break. Yet there came from his pale, trembling lips
these words, 'My Lord, and my God!' 'My Lord, and my God!' as if his
poor soul was struggling-through the billows to get nearer to his
Saviour. When somewhat relieved, he said, 'Thus much, and ten-fold more,
am I willing to suffer for His dear name's sake. I would not exchange
the peace of mind which I have, to be at ease and dwell in all the
splendors of earth.' Though sometimes delirious, he never lost sight of
the Saviour, whose name was almost constantly on his lips." He often
prayed, and requested his friends to pray that he might pass away
without pain or struggling. His desire in this respect was granted, for
his death was instantaneous, and without the slightest spasm or
contortion.
Thus passed away a good man, who was greatly beloved by all who knew
him, leaving behind a character, of which his posterity will never have
cause to be ashamed, and an example worthy of being followed by all men.
JOSEPH POLHILL.
Rev. Thomas Polhill, the father of the subject of this notice, was
born in Chatham county, Georgia, January 12th, 1760, and died in Burke
county, in 1814. His mother was a native of Savannah, whose maiden name
was Mary Anderson, and who died in Effingham county, in 1804. Joseph
Polhill was born at Newington, Effingham county, April 2d, 1798.
Though somewhat wild and dissipated in early life, he was a chosen
vessel of the Lord, and, having obtained a good hope through grace, he
was baptized into Hopeful church, Burke county, in November, 1829, by
Rev. Joseph Huff. Very soon after his baptism, he began to proclaim the
glad tidings, to the astonishment of many who had known his previous
manner of life, and even of some of his own kindred, who it seems could
not have faith in the great change which had been so suddenly wrought in
him. Yet so mightily did the Word prevail in his hands, that his
ordination was soon called for, and he was set apart to this work by a
presbytery, consisting of Revs. Joseph Key and Joseph Huff, at
Friendship church, Richmond county, in November,
page 407 1832. He was
married to Miss Julia J. Guion, at New Rochelle, New York, in 1819.
His labors were confined, in the main, to the bounds of the Hephzibah
Association, of which body he was clerk for nineteen years in
succession, and was its moderator at the time of his death. From a book
of memoranda, kept by himself, the following facts are gathered: That he
performed nine hundred and twenty-seven baptisms, assisted in the
constitution of five churches, and in the ordination of six ministers,
and of nineteen deacons; that he pronounced the marriage ceremony
fifty-three times; that the first person he baptized was his wife, and
that he subsequently baptized four of his children, one brother, one
sister, two sons-in-law, one daughter-in-law, and several nephews and
nieces. He drove his favorite old horse, Buck, twelve years, and his
estimate of the number of miles traveled was eighty thousand.
He had two sons and four daughters, all of whom are living, and are
consistent members of the Baptist church. Both his own sons are deacons.
His wife, a most excellent and intelligent lady, died in Burke county,
in 1863. The following letter from her to her son, Dr. John G. Polhill,16.
will give some insight into her character, and is an affecting
description of the manner of his death:"
Burke County , December, 4th, 1858.
"My Dear Son:
"What can I say to you? My heart is full almost to bursting. Your
father--your precious father, is gone! and if I did not feel the blessed
assurance that he is now reaping the reward of his labors, I should sink
under the weight of this bitter stroke. Oh, how blind I was that I did
not see that he had a premonition of this! He told me on Monday night
that he felt as if he had preached his last sermon, and when I asked
why, he said that when he was preaching on Sunday night he had such an
overwhelming sense of the goodness of God, he was completely lost in the
immensity of his fullness. 'Oh, mother, said he, it was all God, nothing
but God!' On Tuesday morning about five o'clock, he asked me if I was
awake, I told
page 408 him that I had been
for some time, but, supposing him asleep, I had kept quiet. He requested
me to arise, and we kneeled on the bed, when he prayed for me that I
might be sustained in every trial; then for each of our children by
name; then prayed for his churches and friends, and offered a most
fervent petition for sinners. He staid in the house most of the morning,
but, when he was out (about the premises,) the negroes say he was
singing all the time, which was an unusual thing for him. At dinner I
mentioned a sermon I had been reading, which, at his request, I handed
to him. He read it, making comments on it as he proceeded. He had
promised to preach for the Baptists in your brother's neighborhood on
the 26th of November, which made it necessary he should leave home on
the day previous. I remarked I regretted his having to travel on
thanksgiving day. He answered, 'never mind, mother, I can keep
thanksgiving in my heart on the road.' Your brother told me the
congregation was so large they had to repair to the campground for
accommodation. And they were so much pleased they made him promise to
preach for them again on Christmas day. Saturday he preached twice in
Louisville, and was again unanimously called to the care of the church
for next year. Sunday forenoon a licentiate preached for him, and he
followed in an exhortation which sister Batty (who came 'hoping to see
his dear face once more,') told me was the best she ever heard. In the
afternoon he lectured the colored congregation, and at night he preached
to a crowded house, from II. Corinthians, v. 20: 'Now, then, we are
ambassadors for Christ,' etc.
"The foregoing circumstances cause me to think that he had a
premonition that his course was about to end. When he had finished
reading the sermon above alluded to, he took up a religious paper, when
I left the room. He soon went to the ginhouse where the negroes were at
work, and in fifteen minutes I heard them screaming, 'Master is killed!'
(He had fallen from the scaffold, causing a laceration of the spinal
marrow, which resulted in death.) When I reached him he said, 'I know
you, my darling; be composed, my back is broken, and my intestines are
loose.' We placed him on a couch and brought him to the house. After he
was laid on the bed, he said he did not suffer any pain except in his
left arm. We rubbed it several
page 409 times with
liniment, and he complained of it no more. His physicians (among whom
was Dr. Miller, his son-in-law,) were convinced, from the first, that
his injuries would prove fatal. When we were around his bed, he said to
me, 'Mother, let us hold one another's hands to the last.' He looked at
the children and said, 'All here except our first-born. Tell my dear
John that I have fought the good fight.' He retained his reason and
speech to the last, and said to a good brother that his hopes were so
bright as almost to alarm him. When brother Tom Key took leave of him,
he said, 'Farewell, brother Tom; I hope to meet you on the banks of
deliverance.' Old brother Key came to see him, and prayed with him. Your
father asked him if he thought it possible he could be deceived, seeing
he felt the presence of his Saviour so gloriously, and had such
evidences of his acceptance. Brother Key assured him he had confidence
that he was not deceived, which seemed to gratify him much. Frank
Carswell staid with him the last night he lived. He knew him as soon as
he spoke. Said to him, 'I am going home, Frank; there is not a cloud
between me and my Saviour.' He asked how late it was, and being informed
it was past eight, he raised his clasped hands and exclaimed, 'Oh! my
gracious Master, when will the hour come!' Then closed his eyes and lay
two or three minutes, opened them again, and looking at me, said, 'Be
composed, they are making preparations;' closed them for the last time,
and was gone, without a groan or a contortion. A most angelic
smile rested on his dear face till it was hid from mortal gaze. His body
lies in the field in front of the house. His old horse, Buck, and his
gray drew him to his last resting place. His friends from far and near,
old and young, came to his burial. Old brother Key performed appropriate
services in the house, and brother Palmer prayed at the grave.
"But, O, my son, when our married children and their families left
me, then did I feel my loneliness. And when the hour came to surround
the family altar, and he who had always offered the sacrifice was gone,
it was almost more than I could do to read the scriptures and kneel in
his accustomed place to implore God's blessing and protection."
This excellent woman kept up family worship as long as she
page 410 lived, unless
confined to her bed by sickness, proving herself, as she had ever done,
worthy to have been the wife of this most devoted and useful minister of
Christ. With the influence of his example upon her, she could hardly
have done otherwise.
It had been his custom not only to attend family worship, morning and
evening, but also whenever he was leaving his family for any length of
time, they were assembled for special prayer, and were thus left under
God's immediate protection.
Mr. Polhill was a strong and consistent advocate of the temperance
cause. From the hour of his conversion, he abstained altogether from
intoxicating drinks. In his last illness, one of his physicians offered
him brandy. He looked him steadily in the face and said, "Doctor, will
you, as a physician, say this is necessary to save my life?" The doctor
replied that, as an honest man, he could not say so. "Then," said he,
"doctor, take it back; I cannot violate the promise I made to my God
many years ago, when he converted my soul."
He was of a stout, heavy build, somewhat bordering on corpulence; of
a pleasant, open, honest countenance, and of a kind, fraternal,
benevolent spirit. He loved his friends, and no man in turn was more
beloved than he. They ever found a cordial welcome in his hospitable
mansion, and with his intelligent family, and he knew how to make
himself at home with them. His mind, though not of the first order, was
of sufficient clearness, depth and power to render him a forcible and
successful preacher of the Word. His education, though neither thorough
nor extensive, was sufficient to qualify him for the business of life,
and for great usefulness in the church. He belonged to the class of
medium men--far the most useful class, whether in the church or in
the world.
THOMAS U. WILKES.
During the author's pastorate in Macon, Georgia, in the spring of
1831, T. U. Wilkes, his mother and sister presented themselves before
the Conference with letters of dismission from a church in South
Carolina, of which State he was a native. He was then about twenty years
of age. His father, en route from South Carolina to Alabama,
finding the roads in an almost
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condition, concluded to stop near Macon until such time as he could
prosecute his journey to better advantage, which he did the ensuing
winter. Being a mill-wright by trade, he and the subject of this sketch
undertook the erection of a mill on Walnut creek, three miles above
Macon, for the brothers Austin and Thomas Ellis. Those excellent men
ever after held T. U. Wilkes in the highest esteem. Indeed, a cordial
friendship then sprang up between them which lasted throughout their
lives.
He had been "licensed" by his mother church in South Carolina,
and, though his education was quite limited, and his appearance, on the
whole, ungainly, yet such was his thirst for knowledge, his fervid zeal,
and his unostentatious piety, as to give strong hope of future
usefulness. With this hope, the writer encouraged him to attend school
at least two years, and pledged his own lean purse for his support,
should such a resort be necessary. The project for starting Mercer
Institute was then on foot, but Wilkes had no time to lose. So, at the
instance of the writer, Rev. A. Sherwood, then residing near Eatonton,
Putnam county, agreed to receive him into his family and give him his
board and tuition, on condition that he would work half his time. With
this condition he faithfully complied, working at his trade, (that of a
carpenter,) in the field, or wherever his services were required. This
arrangement lasted only one year, and the following winter, (the second
Monday in January, 1833,) Wilkes was one of the "faithful few" who were
at the opening of Mercer Institute. Here he continued two years or more,
having acquired a very respectable knowledge of English and Latin; and
when he retired from the institute, he carried with him the respect and
confidence of Rev. B. M. Sanders, the principal, than whom there have
been few better judges of human nature. This was also true of Rev. Dr.
Sherwood, it being well known to the writer that Wilkes was ever
afterwards held in high esteem by those great and good men.
Upon leaving Penfield, he was invited by the executive committee of
the Central Association to become their missionary. Lot Hearn, of Putnam
county, furnished him with a horse, and also a home at his house.
Solomon Graves, of Newton county,
page 412 also offered him a
home, so the missionary neither lacked friends nor homes. In the course
of that year he married a Miss Graves, of North Carolina, a relative of
the Graves family, of Newton county, one of the most respectable and
influential families in the State. With his wife, a most excellent
woman, he received a handsome property, so that, in his circumstances,
henceforth, though not affluent, he was quite independent. Yet this
improvement in his worldly condition did not divert his attention from
the great work of the ministry. To this work he devoted his best
energies, with unwavering fidelity, while he remained in this State,
and, as far as is known, to the end of his earthly career. He resided in
Eatonton, and preached there and to contiguous churches for several
years. He was an earnest preacher, zealous and persevering, and was
eminently successful in building up his churches. Indeed, he was
considered by many worthy of being ranked in the first class of
preachers in the regions where he labored.
Having been invited by the First Baptist Church in Atlanta to become
their pastor, he removed to that city about the year 1852. Having lost
his first wife while at Eatonton, he married an interesting lady of
South Carolina. In Atlanta he was the same zealous and indefatigable
minister that he had ever been, and many were "added unto the Lord." His
case strikingly illustrates the fact, that want of early education, even
though coupled with personal disadvantages, (for Wilkes had a harsh,
grating voice, especially in its higher keys,) need be no obstacle to
great usefulness in the ministry. About the period of the breaking out
of the late war he removed with his family to the State of Arkansas,
where he died at about the age of fifty-four. The writer calls to
remembrance the last brief interview we ever had: It was so brief and
so sad. After the storm of war had burst upon the country, he was
passing down the Central Railroad one night for the purpose of preaching
to the soldiers around Savannah. In passing Gordon, he stepped out on
the platform, when Wilkes, who was passing up from his old home in
Putnam, hearing his voice in the dark, recognized it and came to him. A
few hurried words--a cordial grasp of the hand--a mutual "God bless
you!" and the friends of many years parted, to meet no more on earth.
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Since the foregoing was written, the following additional facts have
been furnished by Rev. W. H. Robert, of Arkansas, viz: That Wilkes moved
from Georgia to Phillips county, Arkansas, in 1861, and settled on a
farm near the town of Trenton. During the war, like most of his
neighbors, he suffered the loss of all his earthly goods. He remained at
home attending to his business, promoting the general good of the
community, encouraging the hearts of the desponding, and preaching to
his churches as usual. By much patience and perseverance he was enabled
to keep up his appointments regularly, and some of his largest
congregations were had during the war. For feeding his brother-in-law, a
Confederate soldier, he was arrested and treated with great indignity,
and his farming implements, stock and household furniture either
destroyed or taken away. He preached at Trenton, Blackfoot and Spring
Creek churches in Phillips county, and occasionally to Concord and salem
churches in Monroe. His last days were spent in preaching the gospel,
the work he loved so well. In a meeting of several days at Salem church
he became much exhausted, and having rested at home only one night, he
began a similar meeting at Concord church. He had labored here about a
week when he was stricken down by disease, which in two weeks terminated
his earthly career. Brother Robert says, "He was conscious to the last.
Not two hours before his death, being informed of his condition by his
wife, he exclaimed, 'I know it--Thy will, oh God, be done!'" This
was his last utterance--"Thy will, not mine, be done!" This event
occurred in the neighborhood of Concord church, August 12th, 1865. He
left a wife and five children, one of whom, Luther, is a theological
student at William Jewell College, Missouri. He was a native of
Marlboro' District, South Carolina, was born in 1816, and died as above
stated.
ADIEL SHERWOOD, D. D.
Though this venerable brother is yet living, and remarkably active
and energetic for one so advanced in years, (for he is now, 1874, in his
eighty-third year,) yet the history of the Baptists of Georgia would be
very incomplete without a sketch of
page 414 his useful life.
When he returned to the State in 1857, it was with the intention of
spending the remainder of his days among us. But his little farm in
Butts county was in the track of Sherman's army, and he and his helpless
family were stripped of all they had about them, which rendered his
return to Missouri, where he had some property remaining, necessary.
He was born at Fort Edward, New York, on the east bank of the Hudson,
forty-five miles north of Albany, October 3d, 1791. [His father, Colonel
Adiel Sherwood, was an officer during the revolution, was twice in
command of Fort Ann, and was with Washington that cold winter at Valley
Forge.] He was baptized by Ebenezer Harrington, and commenced the study
of the classics at Granville, November, 1810, under Dr. Salem Town, who
was in charge of Powelton Academy, in this State, in 1822 and 1823;
entered Middlebury College at Town's suggestion in 1814, and in 1816 he
went to Union College, Schenectady, near his home, where he was
graduated in 1817. His graduating speech was a poem styled "The Battle
of Niagara."
He began to teach school in 1811, and taught, more or less, until
1858, when he had charge of Marshall College at Griffin. His knowledge
of elementary books was so perfect that he could repeat (give him the
first word or line,) most tables or chapters in those books, also most
of Watts' psalms and hymns. He was at Andover Theological Seminary parts
of 1817 and 1818, and studied Hebrew under Professor Stuart.
In October, 1818, he arrived in Savannah, where he preached his first
sermon, and taught the Academy at Waynesboro, Burke county, during the
ensuing winter. He was ordained at Bethesda church, Greene
county, in March, 1820, by a presbytery consisting of Mercer, Reeves,
Roberts and Mathews, and was pastor of Bethlehem church, near Lexington,
in 1820 and 1821. In May, 1821, he was married to Mrs. Early, relict of
Governor Peter Early. He and Jesse Mercer aided in organizing the
Baptist church at Greensboro, in June, 1821, of which he was pastor
eleven years in succession. In April, 1823, he attended the General
Baptist Convention of the United States, and in the summer of the same
year he and Mr. Mercer visited the Mission Station at Valley Town, North
Carolina. In 1820 and 1821 he was missionary of the Savannah Missionary
Society,
page 415 in Pulaski, Laurens
and other counties in that region. In October, 1820, he prepared the
resolution which was offered in the Sarepta Association, at
Ruckersville, by Charles J. Jenkins, father of ex-Governor Jenkins,
which resulted in the formation of the Georgia Baptist Convention, (or
General Association, as it was first called,) at Powelton, in June,
1822. Having lost his first wife, he was married to Miss Heriot, of
Charleston, South Carolina, in May, 1824.
In 1827 he took charge of Eatonton Academy, Putnam county, and at the
same time preached to the churches at Eatonton, Milledgeville, and
Greensboro. Was pastor at the former place ten years, and, during a
portion of that time, rode forty miles and back monthly to preach to the
newly constituted church at Macon. He also had under his instruction a
few theological students. In the Georgia Baptist Convention at Big
Buckhead church, Burke county, in 1831, he made the motion for a
theological institution, which finally culminated in the establishment
of Mercer University. As the project was not pushed forward with such
energy as met his views, he started a small manual labor school on his
farm, two miles north of Eatonton, early in the year 1832; which,
however, he discontinued so soon as Mercer Institute got into operation.
He was several times a delegate from Georgia, in the Baptist
Triennial Convention of the United States, in 1829, in company with Dr.
Manly of Charleston; in 1832, with Hon. Thomas Stocks; and in 1835, with
Jesse Mercer. He also aided in the formation of the American and Foreign
Bible Society, in Philadelphia. He was elected to a professorship in
Columbian College, District of Columbia, in which position he labored
two years; and in 1838, returned to Georgia, and entered upon the duties
of professor of sacred literature in Mercer University. He remained here
only some three years, when he was called to the presidency of Shurtleff
College, Illinois. While in Georgia, he was several times appointed by
the Governor one of the board of visitors to the State University.
His connection with Shurtleff College was continued several years,
during which time the degree of Doctor of Divinity was conferred upon
him by Dennison University at Granville,
page 416 Ohio. While in the
West, he served, for a time as President of the Masonic College at
Lexington, Missouri. He also succeeded the lamented and indefatigable
Isaac McCoy, as secretary of the American Indian Missionary Association,
in which capacity he visited the Mission Stations West of Fort Towson,
and also in Kansas Territory. In 1822, he removed to Cape Girardeau,
Missouri; but rheumatism compelled him to return once more to Georgia,
which he did in 1857. He took charge of Marshall College, with which he
was connected until called to the pastorship of Griffin church. He
resided in that city several years, which he at length left for his farm
in Butts county, where, as already stated, he was broken up by the
Yankee army in its victorious (?) march through the State in the fall of
1864. He and his family struggled against want until the following
September, when they returned to Missouri and settled in St. Louis,
where they now reside.
Dr. Sherwood has ever manifested a fondness for literary pursuits and
employments. He has written and published much. His "Gazetteer of
Georgia," which has passed through several editions, with improvements,
first appeared in 1827. It is an excellent work of the kind, and
contains much valuable information no where else to be found. His
"Jewish and Christian Churches" is concise and comprehensive, and is
conclusive upon the subject of which it treats. His "Notes on the
New Testament," an invaluable contribution to our religious literature,
was first issued in 1856, and has passed through four editions of five
hundred each. He was engaged on this work many years, and it is,
perhaps, the most important he has ever published. Quite a number of his
sermons have been published by request of those bodies before whom they
were delivered. And then he has contributed hundreds, if not thousands,
of articles for magazines, reviews and other papers in all parts of the
land, and on all sorts of subjects affecting the welfare of mankind, and
especially the interests of the cause of Christ. It would not comport
with the design of this work to go into a detailed account of these
productions of this laborious servant of Christ.
As a preacher, Dr. Sherwood is ever systematic, concise and
pointed. To those accustomed to hear him, it would seem that
page 417 he could not be
otherwise. In early life he was somewhat given to controversial
preaching, in which he sometimes indulged in a degree of asperity of
language towards his opponents. Later in life he has pursued a different
course, and the writer has heard him express regret for what he
considered unwise and unprofitable in this particular. His long life has
been eminently a laborious one. He has not eaten the bread of the
idler. Whatever his hand has found to do, he has done with his
might--not for worldly gain, for, be it recorded to the reproach of
those who have enjoyed the benefits of his preaching, he has been paid,
on an average, only about one hundred dollars per annum during
forty years of his ministerial career. Of course he has had to support
his family by teaching, farming and other means, in all of which he had
been successful. He now resides in St. Louis, Missouri.
He has been eminently successful in winning souls to Christ, and few
men are more efficient in seasons of revival than he. The great
revival of 1827 and 1828 commenced under his ministry at Eatonton.
Thence it extended to the session of the Ocmulgee Association at Antioch
church, Morgan county, where hundreds were converted, (among whom was
the celebrated John E. Dawson,) and thence the blessed influence was
carried by the delegates, ministers and visitors throughout all the
interior counties, whence it spread to the remotest parts of the State,
resulting, in two years, in the hopeful conversion of upwards of fifteen
thousand souls.
HENRY COLLINS
Was a native of Jackson county, Georgia, where he was born
February 20th, 1798. The poverty of his father prevented him from
affording his son a liberal education, so that he attended school only
long enough to acquire a knowledge of the rudiments of the English
language. At the age of about twenty-seven, he obtained hope in Christ
and was baptized into the fellowship of Sharon church, Henry county,
Georgia. He was licensed to preach in February, 1835, and was
ordained in January, 1836, by a presbytery consisting of A.
Sherwood, W. A. Callaway and J. H. Campbell. Soon after his ordination
he
page 418 removed with his
family to Cobb county, which was then a frontier country, inhabited by
Indians and hunters. In his neighborhood there were only two professors
of religion, a Methodist exhorter and a Hard-shell Baptist. But the zeal
of this humble yet faithful man of God soon found places for preaching
and people to preach to. As the country was totally destitute of meeting
houses, he called the settlers together in private houses, under bush
arbors, and frequently under the shades of the primeval forest trees;
and with such heavenly unction did he deliver the gospel message, that
hundreds were soon brought to a saving knowledge of Christ, who were
baptized and constituted into churches. Meeting houses soon sprang up as
if by magic, and "the wilderness and the solitary place" was literally
"made glad." He labored in that field about twenty-five years, and was
instrumental in accomplishing incalculable good. Frequently, during the
summer and fall months, he would be engaged in revival meetings almost
incessantly, preaching day and night, and baptizing hundreds. On one
occasion, during a period of three months, he attended meetings
regularly, with an intermission of only one day and two nights, during
which time he baptized seventy-five souls.
Sunday-schools and the temperance cause found in him a consistent and
ardent supporter and advocate. Indeed, there was nothing calculated to
promote the best interests of his fellow-citizens that did not receive
the whole weight of his influence, which, though an extremely modest and
unpretending man, was generally controlling in his field of operations.
Of course, such a man could not do otherwise than command the respect
and confidence of all who knew him.
In September, 1859, he contracted a violent cold while laboring in a
meeting at Holly Spring church, Cherokee county, which resulted in
chronic pneumonia, and which finally terminated his useful life. The
following winter he withdrew from the field of labor which he had
cultivated so long and so successfully, and located in Dooly county, in
the hope, perhaps, that a warm climate might improve his health. But he
was able to preach but few times in his new field of labor, on account
of the diseased condition of his lungs. It would seem that the Lord had
given him warning of his approaching end,
page 419 as several months
before his death, while yet able to ride about the neighborhood, he was
often heard to say that his work was done. Several times he said to his
family that Paul's declaration (Timothy, iv. chapter, 6, 7, 8 verses,)
rested with great weight on his mind: "For I am ready to be offered, and
the time of my departure is at hand," etc. He lingered for months,
enjoying the brightest evidences of his acceptance with God, and finally
fell asleep in Jesus on the 5th day of June, 1860, in the sixty-third
year of his age.
The Noonday Association, at its session in 1861, thus notices his
demise: "We also notice the death of one other minister, who, though not
a member of our body at the time of his death, yet his name and labors
are so intimately connected with the Baptist cause in this section of
country, that we cannot refrain from mentioning him: We refer to your
former moderator, Rev. Henry Collins, a man who lived in your
midst for many years; whose voice has been heard in nearly every Baptist
church, and in almost every nook and corner of this part of Cherokee
Georgia. He 'bore the heat and burden of the day.' 'He went forth
weeping, bearing precious seed.' God abundantly blessed his labors, and
hundreds still live to testify that he was the favored instrument in the
hands of God in bringing them to Christ. He was eminently a man of
prayer; and, not only in his waking moments, but sometimes in the
stillness of the night, have the families with whom he tarried been
awakened from their slumbers by his unconscious, though fervent appeals
to a throne of grace for some poor lost sinner. He was a good minister
of Christ, and, though not great in the estimation of the world, yet was
he blessed of God, and loved and honored by his brethren. Like a shock
of corn, fully ripe, has he been gathered into the garner of the Lord,
that he may rest from his labors, and so that his works may follow him."
A noble testimonial to a worthy man!
His doctrinal views were moderately Calvinistic. As a Baptist, he was
liberal, but decided. In person, he was above the ordinary height and
weight, of a benign countenance, musical voice, persuasive manner and
grave deportment. His influence for good, in Cherokee Georgia, will not
soon be lost.
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JAMES WHITTEN.
This worthy and useful minister of the gospel was born in Spartanburg
District, South Carolina, January 26th, 1785, and died in Columbus,
Georgia, the 17th of November, 1859, in the seventy-fifth year of his
age. He was married in 1809, to Miss A. E. Thompson, a devotedly pious
lady, whose influence tended to strengthen religious impressions of
which he was already the subject. But the cares of his family and other
worldly interests predominated for a time. Before he had attained his
thirtieth year, he was elected to a seat in the Legislature of his
native State, and at other times he held other important offices of
honor and trust, conferred upon him by his fellow-citizens.
About this period of life he had severe struggles of soul. Worldly
honors and successes failed to satisfy the longings of his immortal
nature, though attained by honorable means, and in part to gratify the
wishes of his friends. In the thirty-second year of his age, he obtained
pardon and peace through faith in Christ.
After having experienced much distress and perplexity on the subject
of a public profession of religion for six months, he finally united
with the Baptist church at the Cross-roads, in Greenville District,
South Carolina, and was baptized by Rev. N. Jackson.
He henceforth relinquished the world, and devoted his life to the
work of doing good. To honor God and relieve the wretchedness of
suffering humanity, engaged all the energies of his being. Every good
and benevolent enterprise received his hearty support. He was licensed
to preach in March, 1823, and after laboring with much acceptance for
nearly two years, in December, 1825, he was ordained at the request of
the church with which he first united. That winter he removed to Hall
county, Georgia, and soon thereafter became the pastor of Yellow creek
church; and giving himself almost entirely to the ministry during the
ten years of his residence in that neighborhood, he was greatly blessed
in his labors of love. His name is, even to this day, like a household
word in the circles in which he moved in those days.
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The loss of his first wife about this time, the mother of ten
children, was an irreparable loss. Soon after this sad event, he removed
to the neighborhood of Whitesville, Harris county, where his ministry
was also highly appreciated, and where many recognized him as the
instrument of their conversion. Here he married a second time, and here,
also, his second wife soon died. After her decease, he removed to
Columbus, and spent his remaining days in the family of one of his
daughters
In this field of labor, by his unostentatious piety and untiring
devotion to the work of his divine Master, he secured the warmest
christian affection of all his associates, and the respect of the entire
community. As a missionary among the factory population, and the pastor
of the African Baptist church, he was eminently useful.
During the thirty-eight years of his ministry, he baptized upwards of
one thousand professed believers.
Having accomplished his work, in accordance with a prayer which he
frequently uttered, he was "gathered as a shock of corn fully ripe," and
"died in sight of heaven," at peace with God and all mankind.
He was "a good man, and full of the Holy Ghost and of faith." By no
act of his life did he ever bring reproach on the cause of Christ. On
the contrary, he glorified Him in all things. Few men were more familiar
with the sacred volume, or could wield the weapons of warfare which it
furnishes, more effectively. Verily was he "a good minister of Jesus
Christ."
MARLIN ANSLEY
Was born in Warren county, in this State, in 1802, where he grew up
to manhood. In his twentieth year he was baptized into the church at
Union, by Rev. Winder Hillsman. Though impressed with the duty of
preaching from the dawn of his religious life, owing to excessive
timidity and a deep sense of his unfitness for the sacred calling, he
was restrained from participating in the work for several years. In the
meantime, he had married a Miss Johnson, and had removed to Crawford
county. Here he was soon licensed to preach, and continued to labor as a
licentiate for ten years. In 1835 he was called to
page 422 ordination by Salem
church, of which he was a member, and was set apart by a presbytery
consisting of Jonathan Neal and Joshua Rowe.
The mission question, or, rather, opposition to the cause of
missions, produced much dissension and division among the churches in
those days. The Salem church, of which Mr. Ansley was a member,
separated into two parties, the anti-missionaries being in the majority.
He took sides with the minority, and, though the meeting-house was on
his own land, to which he held a legal title, he peaceably withdrew with
the minority and joined with others in constituting a new church known
as Liberty Grove, which was subsequently removed to Knoxville, the
county site. Of this church he continued a member until his death, which
occurred in August, 1850.
Mr. Ansley took an active and prominent part in the formation of the
Rehoboth Association, one of the most liberal and efficient bodies in
the State. In this connection he co-operated heartily with Jacob King,
John H. Clark and Hiram Powell, now deceased, and with Tharp, Wilkes and
others still living, in prosecuting missions both at home and abroad.
His talents were not above mediocrity, and he was but little known
beyond the bounds of his own Association; yet it is confidently believed
he was "a chosen vessel" for bearing richer supplies of grace than many
whose fame has spread throughout the land. No man ever maintained a
reputation freer from reproach, and none, perhaps, ever adorned their
profession by a more godly and pious life.
His death was, of course, peaceful. He sunk into the grave like "a
shock of corn fully ripe," leaving all who were permitted to witness his
departure exclaiming, "Let me die the death of the righteous, and let my
last end be like his!"
ROBERT FLEMING.
The subject of this brief sketch was born in Warren county, Georgia,
August 3d, 1797. His father, Samuel Fleming, was a native of Ireland.
His mother was a Grier, and was a near relative of Robert Grier, the
author of "Grier's Almanac," so well known to the people of Georgia.
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From early childhood Mr. Fleming exhibited much fondness for books,
and the first quarter of a dollar he ever earned was used in purchasing
"Webster's American Spelling Book," which was preserved with great care,
and was finally given to a female relative and was used by her as her
first school-book. During the war of 1815, he commenced teaching school
at the early age of seventeen, which business he pursued most of his
life. He was considered an excellent English scholar and a good teacher.
It was in 1820, under the preaching of Rev. James O. Andrew,
(afterwards Bishop Andrew, of the Methodist church,) that Mr. Fleming
became fully awakened to a sense of his lost condition as a sinner. It
was at a camp-meeting in Columbia county. The text was, "And I saw the
dead, small and great, stand before God," etc., Revelations xx. 12. We
give his christian experience in nearly his own words: "He was
sublimely eloquent, and it was this which first engaged my attention.
But his reasoning seemed to me irresistible. I had often heard, and
verily thought, that infants came into the world holy. Why, therefore,
thought I, should they be judged? But he made it appear conclusively
that they were 'born in sin,' 'born under the law,' and that none but
Jesus Christ, who was 'made of a woman,' 'made under the law,' could
redeem them that are under the law. The necessity of a divine mediator,
of a divine atonement, of a divine righteousness--the righteousness of
God in Jesus Christ--was most powerfully presented. I felt that I was
entirely unfit to appear before God in the judgment. I was without God
and without hope. The discourse was so deeply impressed on my mind, and
my feelings were so much agitated, that during the afternoon it seemed
as if some one was following me, wherever I went, with the words, 'Hear
him! hear him!' It seems to me strange to this day, yet it is true, that
I did believe Andrew could explain the way of salvation, and that I
could learn it from him, as if it were a mathematical problem. The
putting forth of mental effort, I thought, is all that is necessary
in order to become a christian. Oh, how completely has sin put out
the knowledge of divine things in the soul! How lost, how ruined by the
fall!"
"Rev. William Capers (afterwards Bishop Capers,) was appointed
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Monday, to be followed by Andrew, in exhortation. And I waited with
great anxiety for Capers to close, that I might hear Andrew again, as
the words 'hear him! hear him!' still seemed to sound in my ears. I had
seated myself conveniently for hearing to advantage, and when Andrew
rose to speak, I rose, also, that I might have a good view of him. In
the act of rising, I thought I was on the very threshold of
salvation; that Andrew would make all plain, and that I should be a
christian. But I had scarcely risen to my feet when this impression
swept away all hopes of the kind, 'You are a lost sinner; none but
God, who made you, can save you!' At that moment I turned from
Andrew, and all created help, to God for salvation. The voice, 'hear
him!' was now hushed, and 'God be merciful to me a lost sinner!' came in
its stead. In an agony bordering on despair, I sat down, and, bowing my
head, I wept bitterly. Language is inadequate to describe my feelings. A
pious friend, sitting by my side, inquired, 'Do you feel that you want
to be a christian?' I could not reply, but throwing myself on his lap, I
was overwhelmed with the deepest emotion. Mr. Andrew, and other
Methodist and Baptist friends, Mr. Sanders (afterwards Rev. B. M.
Sanders,) among them, gathered around, manifesting the kindest sympathy
for me. Mr. Andrew made special prayer in my behalf; yet it was not
until some months later that I fully embraced Christ Jesus as my Saviour,
and was enabled to leave all my interests for time and eternity in his
hands."
It was by searching the scriptures, especially by reading prayerfully
the 6th chapter of Romans, that he, though brought up a Presbyterian,
became convinced of the truth of Baptist sentiments. In June, 1821, he
was baptized into the Union church, Warren county, by Rev. Winder
Hillman; in November, 1827, was licensed to preach the gospel, and in
1830, was ordained at Warrenton by B. M. Sanders, J. P. Marshall, E.
Perryman, J. H. Walker and Jonathan Davis.
His limited circumstances and the wants of a growing family rendered
it necessary that he should devote his attention during the week,
throughout nearly the whole of his active life, to the business of
teaching. His labors in this respect were dispensed mostly in Warren,
Meriwether and Talbot counties.
page 425 Yet, as he had
opportunity, he preached laboriously and successfully. Few men of his
day were so particular in the preparation of their sermons. He
frequently wrote them out in full, which not many ministers of that day
had either time or inclination to do. Several were published, which were
very creditable productions.
Mr. Fleming was the author of several small works, among which may be
mentioned "John's Baptism," and the "Life of Rev. Humphrey Posey." He
also published the "Georgia Pulpit," a collection of sermons--a valuable
work. His "Elementary Spelling Book," published during the war, had a
fine sale, and was very popular.
He was married three times. His first wife was Elizabeth Gunby, his
second was Charlotte D. Sherwood, (a sister of Rev. Adiel Sherwood,) and
his third Mrs. R. A. Harris, widow of Dr. Bennet Harris, of Jefferson
county. They were all excellent persons.
Mr. Fleming is still living, (in Thomas county, Georgia,) is in good
health, and is in his seventy-seventh year. No man is more deserving of
public respect and confidence than he. It is not very creditable to the
denomination that men of his years and in his depressed circumstances,
are not better sustained.
WILLIAM NEWTON.
This highly gifted man was born in Warren county, Tennessee, February
28th, 1818. His parents were poor, and thinking they might improve their
worldly condition, they removed to McMinn county, while William was yet
an infant. His father, Edward Newton, was a Baptist minister. The
subject of this sketch gave evidence of a change of heart, and was
baptized before he attained to manhood. But little is known of his early
years, except that his education was quite limited, and that he grew up
in the midst of extremely rude society.
When only in his eighteenth year, he married his first wife, Miss
Temperance Smith, January, 1835. Soon thereafter he was licensed to
preach the gospel, but he seems to have entered upon the work with many
misgivings. In the fall of 1839, he set out with his little family to
Missouri. But, for some cause,
page 426 he was permitted to
proceed no further than Southeastern Illinois, where his wife died,
October 1st, 1840, leaving three small children. With these helpless
ones, (the infant being only three months old,) he undertook to return
to his friends in Tennessee, and was actually successful in his
undertaking, making the whole distance in a one-horse carriage, and
alone, except his dependent charge.
The following year, 1841, he married his second wife, who proved to
be an help-meet indeed. While in Illinois, Jonah like, he did not make
himself known as a preacher of the gospel, and it would seem that, like
Jonah, he was fleeing from his duty. But upon his return to his native
State, he threw himself fully into the work, and was soon ordained, at
the request of the Oostanaula church, by Revs. Edward Newton and William
Forrest. In this region he preached acceptably for several years; yet
his usefulness, as well as his improvement, was much bindered by the
policy of the churches, which was to require their ministers to preach
while they withheld from them all pecuniary assistance. It was in this
state of things that Mr. Newton fell in with an eminent minister of
upper Georgia, Rev. Edwin Dyer, through whose influence a new field of
labor was opened up to him in Walker county, which he entered in 1847.
Here he was soon employed by the Coosa Association as a domestic
missionary, was well sustained, and was enabled to increase his library
and to devote a portion of his time to study.
Eight years of the prime of his life were spent in Chattooga county,
serving the village churches of Lafayette and Summerville, and several
country churches, all of which prospered under his ministry. His growing
popularity, however, proved a snare to him, for in 1850 he must needs
study law. He was admitted to the bar and entered upon the practice with
encouraging prospects; yet his prosperity in this respect was destined
to be short-lived, for the Lord began to deal with him so as to bring
him back to his duty. Severe affliction was visited upon his family, his
wife having been confined to her bed for six months, and a favorite
child being removed by death. The courts had no jurisdiction in such
cases. On his way to one of his courts, he lost his way in the mountains
and spent the night
page 427 in much peril and
anxiety. During those hours of darkness and suffering, he was
constrained to renew his resolution to devote his life to the ministry
of the Word. Thenceforth his whole time was demanded by the churches,
and he was better sustained than formerly. He gave up the practice of
law and resumed his legitimate work with redoubled energy and zeal.
In the fall of 1857 he removed to Cave Spring, Floyd county, devoting
half his time to the church there and the balance to neighboring
churches. Here, also, his ministry was much blessed. His churches had
peace and prosperity, and their numbers were increased by the addition
of new converts. He continued in this field until death terminated his
career, which event occurred August 4th, 1861, in the forty-fourth year
of his age. He had raised a company for the service of the Confederate
Government in the late war, but was prevented from leading it into
active service by an attack of typhoid dysentery, of which he died in
ten days. He spoke freely of his approaching end, expressing the most
unwavering faith in Christ. Among his last words were, "I shall soon be
at rest with Jesus," repeating with holy ecstasy the word "rest,
rest!"
His doctrinal views were decidedly Calvinistic, and, while he had
christian fellowship for all good men, he was a most decided Baptist in
sentiment, and on all suitable occasions was ready to maintain his views
as such. In fact, he had several public disputations with pœdo-Baptists,
in which he displayed great tact and ability, considering his deficiency
in education.
Mr. Newton was fully six feet in height, of a robust constitution,
fine personal appearance, had a rich, sonorous voice, which he never
strained in speaking, and was naturally a most captivating and powerful
preacher.
GEORGE GRANBERRY.
The subject of this brief sketch was born in Jefferson county, in
this State, February 5th, 1797, where he was brought up in the family of
his brother, his parents having died while he was yet a child. In his
early manhood he married a Miss Jane Ann Whitley, in Louisville, in
December, 1822, who survived her marriage only about six months. In
November, 1824, he married
page 428 Miss Sarah S. Hill,
in Twiggs county, and removed to Harris county in about 1830, where he
was again soon left a widower. His third wife was a Miss Mary B. Folsom,
whom he married in Laurens county, in July, 1832, and who still survives
him. In early life, he was engaged in merchandising. After his removal
to Harris county, his business was that of a farmer. He was a member of
the Legislature several years.
He was baptized by Rev. John M. Gray into Mount Zion church, Muscogee
county, in 1831, and commenced preaching in 1835. Was ordained at
Rehoboth church, Harris county, by Elders B. B. Buchanan and John M.
Gray. He served as pastor the village churches of LaGrange and Hamilton,
and in the course of years gave his attention to several country
churches, all of which enjoyed much prosperity under his ministrations.
Though a man of limited education, and of quite ordinary gifts as a
public speaker, yet he possessed a sound mind, excellent judgment,
ardent zeal in the Master's cause, and enjoyed, in an unusual degree,
the confidence of the public. He studied the Bible perseveringly and
prayerfully; took great pains in the preparation of his sermons, and
delivered them as one who felt that he "must give account." It is
believed that few men have been more eminently useful, within a given
period, than he.
And while he enjoyed the love of his brethren and the confidence and
respect of the world, it was in the family circle especially that his
excellency of character shone forth. He was a model husband and father,
indeed, and here his memory will be fragrant while any of his family
survive.
His death, which occurred January the 14th, 1856, was the result of a
chronic disease of the heart, under which he had suffered for years, and
by which he had been for a long time disqualified for preaching. When
the summons came, however, it found him ready, and he passed away in the
full assurance of future bliss. The death of such a man is a public
calamity.
DEACON JOSIAH PENFIELD.
Deacon Penfield is a striking illustration of the importance of
writing the biographies of useful men before the facts so essential to
such an undertaking fade from the memories of the
page 429 living. He is well
remembered in Savannah, but none can give facts in reference to his
useful life with sufficient accuracy for history, although it has been
but little over a quarter of a century since his death.
He came originally from some one of the Eastern States, but passed
most of his life in Savannah. His business was that of a jeweler, and he
was a very accurate and successful business man. The handsome fortune he
accumulated was devoted with a noble generosity to benevolent objects.
He bequeathed to the Georgia Baptist Convention $2,500 00, for the
purposes of theological education, on condition that that body and its
friends should raise an equal amount. This was promptly done at the
session of that body in Milledgeville, in 1829, his bequest was paid,
and the village in which Mercer University is located was named for him.
He was a remarkably useful member and officer of the Savannah Baptist
church. It is said of him that he never allowed his secular business to
prevent his attendance upon the meetings of the church. He was one of
the earliest movers of Sunday-schools in the city, and a most efficient
laborer in them. His name appears among the prominent members of the
Sunbury Association, and in 1822 he was its clerk. He was regarded as
one of the best men in the city, and had a large influence among other
denominations, while he was a burning and shining light in his own
church.
He became much interested in the spiritual welfare of that much
neglected class of men, the sailors, who visited the port in
large numbers from all parts of the world. As a general thing, they
cannot be induced to attend the usual places of worship. Hence, Mr.
Pendfield did all he could to have religious services for them on
shipboard, and made every exertion to secure their attendance; and at
his death, he bequeathed a sufficient sum for the erection a "Mariner's
chapel," which now occupies a convenient and eligible site on Bay
street. The building bears his name--"The Penfield Mariner's Church,"
and is held in trust by the "Savannah Port Society." This society aims
to keep it regularly supplied with preaching, and other religious
exercises.
The author has a vivid and pleasing recollection of the last
page 430 time he ever saw
Mr. Penfield. It was at a young men's prayer meeting in Sunbury, in the
spring of 1823. He was on the verge of the grave from consumption, that
fell disease, which soon bore him to his long home. With a hollow and
sepulchral voice, he gave out the hymn, "There is a land of pure
delight," and then made such a prayer as would scarce ever be forgotten.
He died soon thereafter in Savannah, and his funeral discourse was
delivered by his friend and pastor, Rev. H. O. Wyer.
HORATIO J. GOSS.
It is matter of deep regret that so little can be gathered of the
life and labors of the excellent man, whose name stands at the head of
this brief notice. "What is our life? It is even as a shadow that
appeareth for a little while and then vanisheth away." But his name
ought to be preserved, if for no other reason, because he was the father
of four excellent and useful ministers of the gospel, viz: Benjamin,
Isham H., William R., and Horatio J., Jr.
The subject of this sketch was for many years one of the most
prominent citizens of Elbert county, Georgia, and for twenty years was
deacon and clerk of Sardis church. Late in life he was licensed to
preach the gospel, and though not fluent in speech, his great weight of
character rendered impressive and profitable whatever he said, for he
always spoke according to the divine oracles. He was remarkable for
punctuality in all his religious and secular engagements. He used
the office of deacon well, and was thoroughly grounded and settled in
the faith and practice inculcated in the New Testament. He believed in
ministerial support, not as a charity, but as a duty, and ever proved
his faith by his works, in that he invariably paid his pastor liberally
and punctually, and prompted all around him to do the same. He departed
in peace in 1851, and was supposed to be about sixty-five years of age.
How greatly hath God honored him, in having called four of his sons to
the highest sphere of usefulness assigned to mortals!
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BENJAMIN GOSS
Was the eldest son of H. J. Goss, Sr., and was born in Elbert county,
Georgia, in 1810. He was reared to industrious habits, working on the
farm from his early boyhood; had scarcely any advantages of education,
was quite moral, frugal and industrious. While quite young he was
awakened to the importance of religion, and in a still and quiet manner
sought the Lord, and found him, as he thought, a precious Saviour, and
enjoyed himself much in his private meditations upon God's goodness. He
delighted in visiting the house of God and in hearing the gospel
preached, but his timidity and backwardness prevented him from opening
his mind to any one. At length, after a lapse of several years, he was
conversed with on the subject of his christian experience and was
induced to relate it fully. This inspired him with a little more
confidence, and he ventured tremblingly to apply to the church for
baptism. About 1838 he was received into the fellowship of the Van's
Creek church, Ruckersville, and was baptized by Rev. Asa Chandler. Mr.
Goss soon became a zealous and active member of the church, would pray
in public when called on, and in a few years was chosen and ordained a
deacon. He was ever active and zealous in his religious duties, became a
leader in prayer meetings, in which he would sometimes lecture or exhort
with great fervor. The conviction was soon forced on the minds of his
brethren that he was designed of God to labor in a higher sphere, which,
corresponding with his own impressions, he was called to the work of the
ministry. He would become so excited and animated when speaking of God's
goodness and love, that he seldom failed to impress those who heard him.
He was ordained about the year 1854, and for ten successive years he
labored in preaching Christ to the people with great earnestness, zeal
and simplicity. His discourses were uniformly short and well-timed as to
the surroundings, and were never known to weary his audience, but
generally left the impression with the most fastidious that, though the
speaker was not a great preacher nor a learned man, yet he was a good
man, and was doubtless deeply in earnest in all his unaffected and
simple appeals to the hearts and consciences of his hearers. He was
page 432 pastor of Rock
Branch church several years, and was greatly respected and beloved by
his flock and congregation. At the time of his death he was also pastor
of Bethel church. He preached his last sermon on Sunday, (preceding his
death on the following Friday,) at a school-house a few miles from his
residence, during the delivery of which he was observed to be unusually
solemn. His disease was brain fever, which produced delirium, so that he
was deprived of the privilege of bearing dying testimony to that
religion which he had illustrated so well in life. Eternity will
doubtless disclose that he, and such as he, accomplished more real good
in life, and by the example they have left behind, than many brilliant
men whose eloquence has entranced thousands, but whose lives lacked the
savor of real godliness.
JACOB KING.
A biographical sketch of this eminent servant of Christ, by Rev. B.
F. Tharp, was published in 1864 by Rev. W. C. Wilkes, in pamphlet form.
The author is principally indebted to that publication for what follows,
and he takes the liberty of transferring not only the facts, but
sometimes even the language, without further notice.
In what county Jacob King was born, is not known to the author. But
he feels safe in saying he was a native Georgian. His birth occurred
September 6th, 1796, and he died in Upson county August 9th, 1862, being
nearly sixty-seven years of age. He was hopefully converted to Christ in
June, 1820, and was baptized by Rev. John M. Gray into the fellowship of
New Hope church, Jones county, the first Sabbath in July following. He
was married to Matilda Wilson, January 8th, 1817.
Soon after his conversion he was impressed with the duty of preaching
the gospel, but was restrained by a sense of his unfitness and
unworthiness until 1825, when, having settled on Flint river, in Upson
county, his spirit was so stirred within him by the prevailing
destitution, that he was constrained to make the attempt in the name of
his Master. Having once put his hand to the plough, he was not the man
to look back. His first sermon was from the words, "He that believeth in
me,
page 433 though he were
dead, yet shall he live; and whosoever liveth and believeth in me, shall
never die." John xi. 25, 26.
In 1826, he was ordained as pastor of Bethlehem church. John Hambrick
and Henry Hooten composed the officiating presbytery, his ordination
having taken place on his birthday, he being then thirty years of age.
In the following October, he took the care of the Fellowship church, in
which a great revival of religion was experienced and many were added
unto the Lord. Throughout his life he was one of the most laborious of
ministers. He generally preached to four churches, often supplied others
on week days, and was indefatigable in his efforts in supplying the most
destitute neighborhoods with the word of life. His zeal in this last
particular exceeded that of any preacher the writer has ever known, and
was, perhaps, never surpassed by any man of any age or country. The
people of Upson county and the regions around will testify that there
was not a "dark corner" which he failed to penetrate, nor a destitute
neighborhood to which he did not bear the glad tidings.
He was a powerful and fearless advocate of the temperance cause. In
that frontier region, as it then was, intemperance prevailed to an
alarming extent, and was unfortunately countenanced and encouraged by
the example of many professors of religion, if not by the preaching of
some ministers. The author has a vivid recollection of a "passage at
arms" between Mr. King and a venerable minister of the anti-missionary
order, the first time he ever heard the former preach. It occurred at an
Association in Talbot county, in the fall of 1834, and on Sabbath
forenoon, in presence of an audience consisting of thousands. The good
brother preached the first sermon, in which he protested that he
believed "sperits" was one of "God's good "creeturs"," to be received
with thankfulness, and said "he had a pain under his short ribs
that morning, which he was confident might have been relieved by the use
of some 0good sperits; but, unfortunately, there was none to be
had at the house where he staid, and so he was still suffering from
the pain." As was the custom of the times, he was immediately
followed by Mr. King, without an intermission. He announced his text:
"And as he (Paul) reasoned of righteousness, temperance and judgment to
page 434 come, Felix
trembled." His sermon, taken altogether, was a masterly effort; but
especially when he came to speak of temperance, and the evils of
dram-drinking, placing his hand upon his side and bending that long,
lank form as if he was in great agony, he turned to his old brother and
exclaimed, "No, sir! I wouldn't drink the stuff if I did have a
pain under my short ribs." The effect was overwhelming, and his
antagonist seemed utterly demolished. During the remainder of that
meeting no one dared to advocate the use of "sperits," at least not
publicly. His manner was inimitable, and the foregoing statement
gives but a faint idea of its effect on the occasion alluded to. Those
who ever heard him may form some conception of it--none others can. His
genius and fertile imagination never left him without the means of
enforcing his views on this subject powerfully and successfully. One of
the best temperance lecturers in the State, who frequently heard Mr.
King, said he had never met any man who could present the cause more
attractively and cogently.
In the unfortunate division which took place in the Baptist
denomination in Georgia on the subject of missions, he espoused the
cause of benevolence, and urged its claims to the day of his death. He
was surrounded by a powerful anti-influence, yet he maintained his cause
with such versatility of talent, and with such powerful scriptural
arguments, as to secure for it a steady advance and final triumph within
his sphere of labor. When the division was consummated, one of the
opposition said to him, "We shall see who are in the right, by the
blessing of God, which shall follow the right." King accepted the test,
and often pointed to the abundant blessing of God upon the labors of
missionaries to prove to the opposition that ours is the right cause. He
thought for himself on all subjects. No man was further from adopting an
opinion upon the "say so" of another; and it is believed to have been
this natural independence of thought that led him to approve the plan of
conducting missions adopted by the Rehoboth Association, which was
through the agency of a committee, and not through the Boards of the
Southern Baptist Convention. He thought he saw in Conventions a power
which might be abused, and, for this reason, did not favor them, nor
often attend them. Believing that churches
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organization necessary for the evangelization of the world, he was
willing to unite churches in this work for the sake of the
strength secured by such union, but beyond that he was not willing to
go. Hence, he was an earnest advocate of the first motion made in his
Association to send out and support a missionary in Africa; and when,
after years of trial, it was found that two directors to the same
work did not advance, but rather hindered it, he was equally earnest in
advocating a separation from the Boards. Yet no cause was dearer to his
heart than that of missions, and to the world's salvation he gave the
whole of his converted life, with the zeal and devotion of a primitive
Apostle.
His talents were of the first order. If we were confined to
one word in describing the character of his mind, we should select
genius. He thought, spoke and acted just like no other man; and yet,
all he said and did seemed appropriate and becoming. It was appropriate
in him, but would not have been so in any other man. He never aped
any man, and whoever attempted to ape him, made himself simply
ridiculous. Yet there were a few who would run the risk. Like most of
his contemporaries , his literary advantages in early life were quite
limited, yet he acquired a fine command of language, and wrote correctly
and beautifully. He had an inexhaustible fund of anecdote, which he knew
how to use with telling effect. To all these rare faculties, he added an
iron will. No man can be great without this, and this he
possessed in an extraordinary degree. When he resolved to do a thing, it
was sure to be done, unless it proved to be an impossibility. This force
of will made him a man of great decision of character. He was
tall of stature, exceedingly slender, and predisposed to pulmonary
disease. At the time of his ordination his health was so feeble as to
render it necessary for him to withdraw, during the summer months, from
his field of labor, and spend the time among the mountains of upper
Georgia. He returned in the fall; but the ensuing summer it seemed
imperatively necessary that he should again seek the recuperative
influence of mountain air, and mountain scenery. He accordingly started
on horse back; but while on the journey, thinking of the destitution he
was leaving behind, he come to the conclusion to return and die at
page 436 his post, if that
should be God's will. And return he did, but not to die; his health
immediately improved, and he never again had to desert his people for
want of physical strength. This incident reminds us of that eminent
French general and patriot, Hoche, who, while in command of the army of
Germany, and meditating a second invasion of Ireland, suddenly failed in
health. Calling his physician to him, he said, "Give me a remedy for
disease, but let it not be rest." Thus it was with our christian
hero, he sought a remedy, but said, "Let it not be rest!" His bodily
sufferings were often great, but the soul within nerved him with
strength until he reached a good old age. How favorably does his conduct
compare with that class of dyslectic
pastors of fashionable city churches, who must needs have an annual
summer vacation for travel and amusement, especially if the city is
under a visitation of cholera or yellow fever!
Mr. King had a most fertile imagination, and descriptive
powers of the first order. At a session of the Flint river Association,
about the year 1840, and when he was in his prime, he preached a
sermon on the text, "Come thou, and all thy house into the Ark," of
which the author received an account from the lips of that eminent saint
and gifted minister, Rev. C. D. Mallary. He pronounced it one of the
most masterly efforts he had ever heard. His congregation was made to
see the stupendous fabric of the ark advancing to completion for one
hundred and twenty years. They listened to the contempt poured upon Noah
by his neighbors for building such a vessel on dry land, and to the
awful warnings he gave them to prepare for the coming wrath. Yet they
went on in their infidelity, "marrying and giving in marriage, until the
day that Noah entered into the Ark." They were held spell-bound, while
they were made to see the beasts of the field, even the wildest and most
ferocious come flocking in. Finally the door is shut mysteriously as by
an unseen hand; and then the clouds assume an unwonted aspect, the
thunders roll, the lightnings flash, rains pour down from above,
water-spouts send up their floods from beneath, storms howl over the
face of the deep, ocean breaks over her bounds, and her maddening waves
come rolling over valley and hill-tops, and mountains engulfing an
page 437 unbelieving world
in one common ruin. And then they were reminded that all this was but a
faint figure of the deluge of God's wrath which awaits the wicked, and
that Christ is the only Ark of safety. And when, finally, he reached out
imploringly those long arms, and cried with that trumpet voice, while
tears were streaming down that benevolent face, "Come thou, and all thy
house into the Ark," his audience was said to have been swayed as by a
mighty wind. The writer has heard a description of another of those
efforts for which his ministry was remarkable. He had commenced a
protracted meeting appointed by one of his churches, and had labored
hard for several days. Finally the Sabbath found him with a prayerless
church, and a large but careless and unfeeling congregation. In vain did
he try to arouse their attention and impress their hearts. The
meeting-house was situated in a forest with piles of granite rock here
and there. Suddenly turning his back upon the congregation, and throwing
open the window in rear of the pulpit, he began a most pathetic and
touching appeal to the rocks and trees, calling upon the rocks to feel
and the trees to weep over his unfeeling church and congregation. He
continued in this strain some ten or fifteen minutes, and then, facing
his audience again, raised his hands as if about to pronounce the
benediction. A brother, springing to his feet, exclaimed with deep
emotion, "Stop, brother King; don't dismiss us; preach to us now,
and we'll try to pray for you, and for sinners"--or words to this
effect. Taking advantage of the attention he had thus awakened, he
did preach to them, and that with such unction and power that the
meeting was protracted, a glorious revival ensued, during which many
were hopefully converted and added to the church. A volume might be
filled with incidents like the foregoing, which occurred in the history
of this remarkable man.
He was naturally a logician; not that he understood and
practiced the science as taught in the schools. He was above these rules
by nature's own gift. He saw, at a glance, the meaning and force of a
proposition, and few were more ready to turn a point upon an opponent.
On one occasion he had gone to hear a Universalist preacher, and when
the reverend gentleman closed, Mr. King arose, and, hat in hand, uttered
one short,
page 438 pithy, logical
sentence, which brought the Universalist's whole effort into ridicule
and contempt.
His theology was just what such a man would be expected to
believe and teach. He held to the universal and total depravity of human
nature, to man's utter inability to recover himself, to the efficacy of
the Spirit's work, and to the sufficiency of the atonement of Christ. He
held to universal and unlimited invitations of mercy as being consistent
with limitation in the application of the atonement. When listening to
his discourses on the power of the cross, the hearer would be convinced
that no man ever loved the Saviour more sincerely. Upon hearing him in
his happier moments, it would seem that if Paul had risen from the dead,
he would have found nothing to condemn. His sermons were generally
short, and he left his hearers wishing they had been longer. They were,
however, formed after no model. It was impossible for such a mind to be
trammeled by rules. Perhaps his sermons would have been liable to
criticism, judged after the method of the schools, but none of the
masters could have brought an audience to any given point with more
order and certainty than he. He was eminently a great preacher,
if by great be meant one who vindicates the whole truth, converts many
souls, and ably recommends Jesus Christ as the only Saviour of sinners.
Few men in the same time have preached more sermons and baptized more
converts, and his converts generally wore well. His knowledge of human
nature made it difficult to deceive him, and there were few men who knew
him who would have had the temerity to attempt it. Impostors and
hypocrites generally give such men as he a wide berth.
As a presiding officer he was affable, punctual, prompt, well
informed and impartial. He presided over the Rehoboth Association as its
moderator from its organization until called away from earth by the
Master of Assemblies. He never failed to attend its sessions, and, it is
believed, was invariably elected by a unanimous vote. He had an uncommon
share of "common sense"--a faculty so very uncommon, that it ever
makes distinguished philosophers statesmen, warriors or divines.
If it was necessary at any time to administer reproof, it was
done in such a manner that no one could take offense, and yet it never
page 439 failed of its
object. The author was a visitor to the Rehoboth Association when its
business meetings were held in a female college, the church being given
up for preaching. Mr. King noticed that some of the delegates and
spectators were defiling the floor with tobacco juice. Rising in his
place, and standing silent a moment, he pointed with that long bony
finger at those signs of indiscretion, which were but too plainly
visible, and remarked, "They tell me this is a female college--that is,
as I understand it, a college for females; before I would thus defile
a woman's floor, I would walk down the street a hundred yards and
spit in the sand!" A general smile passed over the audience, but there
was no more spitting on that woman's floor on that occasion.
Mr. King was a true patriot. He loved his country. In the late
struggle of the South for independence, his whole heart and soul was
with the Confederacy, believing that the interests of the black race, as
well as that of the white, were involved in the issue. No man was ever
more kind to his servants, or considerate of their welfare than he. He
plainly foresaw what has since been realized, that emancipation would be
the ruin of the black man, and for this reason, if for no other, he
sacrificed and prayed for the success of the Southern cause. Whenever a
company of soldiers was to leave his county for the field of carnage and
death, he was sure to be at the depot to give them words of
encouragement, and to offer prayer on their behalf. He did not live to
see the downfall of his people; God mercifully took him away in time to
escape the impending evil.
But his end drew near. Faithful to the last, he had preached in the
open air, with more than his ordinary fervor, and thus contracted the
disease which terminated his useful life. His death was such as might
have been expected in the case of such a man--peaceful, happy,
triumphant.
He left no children. His widow survives him--a woman every way worthy
to have been the wife of such a man.
page 440
JARED SANDERS DENNARD.
MISSIONARY TO AFRICA.
The author acknowledges his indebtedness to Mr. John Smith,
father-in-law of Mr. Dennard, for the use of papers and letters which
are of inestimable value to his family, and which are, of themselves,
exceedingly interesting. Among these is a sketch by Rev. A. T. Holmes,
D. D., of which he makes free use, as if written by himself. No man was
better qualified for the task than Dr. Holmes.
The subject of this notice was born in Twiggs county, Georgia,
October 28, 1818, where he was educated in an excellent academy, under
Mr. Milton Wilder. In 1834, he removed with his parents to Houston
county, and soon joined a company of volunteers, raised to protect the
settlements from hostile Indians. He served as a soldier about three
months, and secured the confidence of his companions by his fearless and
manly deportment. On his return home, after spending some months without
any positive employment, he studied law under Kelly & Rice, in Perry,
and was admitted to the bar July, 1839. He continued the practice of law
about five years, and his friends were encouraged to hope that he would
distinguish himself in the honorable profession which he had chosen. But
"He who worketh all things after the counsel of his own will," and who
makes kings, as well as soldiers and lawyers, his willing subjects in
the day of his power, had other and more important work for him to do.
Some time in the spring of 1845 he was made to feel that he was a guilty
sinner. Under his deep convictions, he mingled with the people of God
and listened to the preaching of the gospel as one who felt that he had
a special interest in the glad tidings which it proclaims. In good
earnest he sought the forgiveness of sin through the blood of Christ,
and was soon enabled to rejoice in an humble hope of peace with God.
In the commencement of his christian career, he seemed to realize, in
a peculiar manner, the spirit of the Apostle, and his inquiry was,
"Lord, what wilt thou have me to do?" To submit to the authority of his
Divine Master, to obey his commands,
page 441 and to consecrate
himself to his service, seemed to constitute the spirit of his religion.
He took a high position at once as a christian, and secured fellowship
with the people of God, as one whose elevated purpose was to adorn the
Saviour's doctrine, and to walk worthy of his high vocation. He was
baptized by Dr. Holmes some time in the month of October, 1845, and soon
thereafter, yielding to his convictions of duty, he engaged in the
important work of the christian ministry. His knowledge of theology
being quite limited, and being desirous of showing himself "approved
unto God, a workman that need not to be ashamed," he became a diligent
and prayerful student of the scriptures. It soon became obvious that he
had entered upon the study of this Book of books with the full
conviction that it contained the will of God respecting himself and
those among whom he expected to labor. With childlike simplicity he sat
at the feet of the Great Teacher and learned of Him, and as he learned,
he taught. In December, 1846, he was ordained, at the request of
the Baptist church at Perry, and entered at once upon the work of an
evangelist.
After spending two years in closing up his business as a lawyer, he
left the State of Georgia and settled in Alabama, when he abandoned the
legal profession and devoted himself exclusively to the work of the
ministry. He was soon called to the watchcare of four churches, his
connection with which was characterized by prayerful faithfulness not
only to them, but also to the unconverted of their congregations, for
while he fed the flock of God, he manifested deep concern for the
salvation of sinners. He continued in the service of these churches
about three years, during which time they prospered greatly. From the
time of his conversion, however, he had been impressed it was his duty
to bear the news of salvation to benighted Africa. These impressions
finally ripened into a fixed resolve, and he set about in earnest making
the necessary preparation. It was believed that married men stood
a better chance of success in that field, and, finding in Miss
Frances Smith, daughter of John M. and Nancy H. Smith, one of
kindred views on the subject of missions, and one whom he believed would
prove an "help-meet" to him indeed, he sought her hand in marriage. The
following extracts from a letter to
page 442 her father are
expressive of his views and feelings on this subject: "For years the
subject has been impressed upon my mind in such a manner as to make me
dissatisfied in every situation in which I have been placed, and often
to make me unhappy, I reasoned upon the subject in this way: Our blessed
Lord and Master commands us to 'go into all the world and preach the
gospel to every creature.' The benighted heathens are God's
creatures--for them a Saviour has died. They have never heard the
gospel. Under the command of Christ, it is the duty of somebody to go
and preach it to them. Why is it not my duty as well as that of any one
else? Who can determine this solemn and important question? Can
relations or friends do it? Can they think and feel as I think and feel
on this vastly important subject? Can they come in as judge between me
and my God, and decide what is my duty? Will that release me from the
obligations I owe to Christ, who says to me, and to all who would follow
him, 'If any man come to me, and hate not his father, and mother, and
wife, and children, and brethren, and sisters, yea, and his own life
also, he cannot be my disciple.' 'He that loveth father or mother more
than me, is not worthy of me; and he that loveth son or daughter more
than me, is not worthy of me.' Are they prepared to make an impartial
decision? Who, then, was to decide this question? I, and I only, could
decide it. I have decided it, prayerfully and rightly, I trust. Go I
must, whatever the cost may be."
Mr. Dennard then proceeded to apply the same course of argument in
the case of Mr. Smith's daughter, who, it would seem, had consented to
become his wife and accompany him to Africa, provided her parents would
give their consent. What it cost them to give that consent, may be
imagined but not described. It was given, however, and they were united
in marriage on the 19th of June, 1853. Having received an appointment
from the Foreign Mission Board at Richmond, they sailed for Africa, from
Boston, via England, on the steamer Niagara, on the 6th of July
following, and arrived at Lagos the 29th of August. The following brief
extracts from letters from him and his wife afford some idea of their
feelings. The first is from him, and is dated July 7th:
"We are now at sea. We sailed from Boston at twelve
page 443 o'clock on
yesterday. We could not but feel a little sorrowful as our native land
receded from our sight. Tears gathered in our eyes and rolled down our
cheeks when we thought of those whom we love so well, that are far away
from us, and every moment now widening the distance between us. This
feeling of sorrow was only momentary. We thought of the high and holy
mission in which we are engaged. We thought of dark, benighted Africa,
and her millions who are perishing for want of the bread of life! And as
we thus thought, we could adopt as our own the sentiments of the hymn--"
Yes, we hasten from you gladly,
From the scenes we loved so well:
Far away ye billows bear us--
Lovely, native land, farewell. etc.
The following is from Mrs. Dennard, and is dated"
Lagos, Africa, September 7, 1853.
"Dear Sister:--We are now at the house of Mr. Golmer, a
missionary of the Church of England. We came to his house immediately
upon landing, which was on the 29th of last month. Your brother and
myself were very unwell then, and have been quite sick since, but are
now fast improving. Indeed, I think I may safely say my health is better
than when I left home. Our friends here think we are well prepared for
the climate. I am sorry to say we may be detained here for several
weeks, owing to the hostility of one of the kings, who is trying to make
war with the Lagos people; so we can't go any farther until peace is
made. We have met with kind friends wherever we have been
They were detained at Lagos only a short time, however, as the
following extracts will show:"
Abbeokuta, September 19, 1853.
"My Dear Parents:--Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord
Jesus Christ, the father of mercies, and the God of all comfort, we
arrived at this place in safety Friday. It is in the
interior of Africa, and about seventy-five miles from the coast.
The population is estimated at between fifty and seventy-five thousand.
It seems to be a city of rocks. There are
page 444 in view of the
place where we are staying two high hills, which are almost mountains of
solid granite. The name Abbeokuta means under a rock. We do not intend
to establish a station here, but go farther into the interior.
Fannie and I have both had an attack of African
fever. I was attacked the night before we left the ship, and she the
next day, before we reached the shore; but on landing, we were met by
kind christian friends, Mr. and Mrs. Golmer, Episcopal missionaries at
Lagos, at whose house we staid until we recovered, which was about a
week. Our sickness was short but severe. Fannie seems to have entirely
recovered from it; I am yet feeble.
From Lagos to this place we had quite a romantic
trip. All our company, together with our baggage, came up the river Ogin
in canoes, rowed by the people. We were three days on the river, camping
every night upon its banks. Everything was new and strange to us. The
large, tall trees, the thick undergrowth called the bush, so
thick in some places that it would seem impossible for a rabbit to
penetrate it; the rich and luxuriant vines, that hang over the banks of
the river; the monkeys, parrots and various other beautiful birds, all
so different from anything we had ever seen before, made it exceedingly
interesting to us.
As far as we have seen the people, we are much
pleased with them, and entertain great hopes of being useful to them. We
have many evidences that God has prepared them for the reception of the
gospel, and that thousands of them are now ready and waiting to hear the
glad tidings of salvation. Ethiopia is stretching forth her hands unto
God. Fannie and I are happy, and it is cause of exceeding great joy to
us that God, in His infinite mercy, has chosen us to bear an humble part
in the great work of regenerating Africa, and our daily prayer is that
he would qualify us for it and make us just such missionaries as he will
own and bless.He seems not to have remained long at Abbeokuta.
It was deemed necessary that one of the missionaries should locate at
Lagos, in order that regular communication might be kept up with the
missionaries in the interior, and that supplies might be forwarded to
them. For this purpose he returned to the
page 445 latter place. How
long he had been there before the death of his wife, is unknown to the
author, but it could not have been long. Intelligence of this mournful
event was communicated to her parents in the following sentences:"
Lagos, January 21st, 1854.
"My Dear Parents:--Your dear daughter is dead. She died in
this place on the 4th day of this month, after an illness of nine days.
Her disease was nearer the yellow fever than any that I know of. I
suppose it was a very malignant case of what is termed African fever.
She was not very sick until the fifth day. In the morning of that day
she seemed to be clear of fever, and was so well that, about ten or
eleven o'clock, she got up and dressed. She sat down on the side of the
bed and complained of being chilly. She lay down and drew a little
covering over herself. She soon commenced shivering, and I discovered
she had a severe ague. I threw some blankets over her. She told me her
hands and feet were very cold--so cold that she could not move her
fingers and toes. I felt of them, and they were as cold and stiff as
death. I was afraid she was then dying. I applied stimulants to them,
and while I was rubbing her feet, she exclaimed, 'Oh! I shall die! If I
die now, my race will be a short one.' In a few minutes the ague passed
off, her hands and feet became warm, and was followed by a burning
fever--such a fever as is known only in this climate. She soon became
delirious, and remained so, except at short intervals, until her death.
Soon in the morning of the day on which she died, as I was sitting on
the bed beside her, she opened her eyes and looked at me with a natural
smile on her countenance, and said, 'How pleasant I feel; I believe I
shall not die.' I asked her if she had thought she would die. She
replied, she had thought so all the time. I asked her why she had not
told me. She answered, 'I knew it would distress you so much.'
Immediately after speaking these words, she again fell into that sleepy,
delirious state in which she had been for the last four days. About ten
o'clock I had her placed in a warm bath. This revived her very much. She
seemed, for a while, to come entirely to her senses. I sat down beside
her and took hold of her hand. She squeezed mine, and said, 'Oh!
page 446 my dear, sweet,
precious husband!' I soon discovered she was again sinking. Her mind
again wandered, and she remained in that condition until she died, which
mournful event occurred that evening, about five o'clock. Her body now
rests in Mr. Golmer's graveyard; her spirit is with Christ.
After giving expression to the most pathetic and heart-rending
lamentations over his great loss, he proceeds: "I do not regret coming
here; I have never regretted it. At one time there arose in my mind
something like a thought of regret. I think it was the third day after
we arrived here. The night before we left the steamer I was attacked
with the fever, and next day, before we reached the shore, (we had above
five miles to go in a boat from the steamer to the shore,) she was also
attacked. And while we were sick at Mr. Golmer's, both in the same room,
she on one side and I on the other--neither of us able to assist the
other--once, when I was looking at her, I, for a moment, regretted our
coming here; but it was for a moment only. My mind was immediately
directed to Calvary, and there I beheld our blessed Saviour nailed to
the cross--hanging, groaning, bleeding and dying. My heart was melted
with love, my soul was made glad, and I rejoiced that he had called us
to the high privilege of suffering for his sake. While I live, I desire
to live for Christ."
The reader will please bear in mind that the foregoing sentiments
were expressed by Dennard only two weeks after he had closed the eyes of
his youthful and lovely wife with his own hands in "the dark land of
Ham," and consigned her precious remains to the earth. And yet he does
not regret having undertaken the mission, and still retains the desire
to live for Christ. What an instance of moral heroism! What an
illustration of the power of christian faith! He "endured as seeing Him
who is invisible."
Mr. Dennard seems to have remained at Lagos, after the death of his
wife, until late in the following spring, when we hear of him again at
Abbeokuta. Only two or three letters were received from him at the
latter place, when his death is reported by Rev. T. J. Bowen,
under date of June 24th. He says: "Brother Dennard is dead. He was
attacked with severe fever on the 7th instant. After being considered
entirely out of danger,
page 447 he was seized again
on the 17th, and expired next day. During his illness, he was carefully
attended to, not only by the missionaries, but also by an excellent
physician, Dr. Levine, of the Royal Navy. He died in the faith. I may
add, also, that he died at his post, like a good soldier of the cross. I
arrived here to-day, having come to look after brother Dennard's
affairs, and to employ an agent to forward supplies to Ijaye." Thus did
his sun go down at noon-day. Though he was not permitted to accomplish
all for Africa which he had purposed and desired, yet he had obeyed what
he conceived to be the call of God, "and it was accounted unto him for
righteousness." As Bowen says, "he died at his post." He fell with his
armor on, and with his face to the foe. The Master said to him, "It is
enough--come up higher." "Well done, good and faithful servant; enter
thou into the joys of thy Lord!"
In person, Mr. Dennard was rather under the medium size; his
countenance was exceedingly pleasant and benign, but indicated stability
of character and fixedness of purpose; in manners, he was affable, calm
and dignified. Altogether, he was a most interesting character, and when
his death was announced, the saints "made great lamentation over him."
Mrs. Frances Dennard was born in Upson county, Georgia, the 24th of
August, 1833, and was baptized by Rev. C. C. Willis, at Harmony church,
Muscogee county, in August, 1847, in the fourteenth year of her age.
Though so young, her friends had great confidence in her piety. From the
time she embraced the Saviour as her hope and salvation, she felt a
strong desire to devote her life to the missionary work, and to the day
of her marriage with Mr. Dennard, she devoted herself to the preparation
of her mind and heart for this glorious undertaking. With the chosen
companion of her toils and sufferings, she sleeps in peace beyond the
ocean. Having aided in lighting the torch that is to shine brighter and
brighter upon benighted Africa, they rest from their labors in obedience
to the command of Him who sent them forth, and who will, in due time,
supply their places with others.
Part 76
page 448 JAMES PERRYMAN.
The subject of this brief sketch was born in Columbia county,
Georgia, January 28th, 1795, and was the son of Rev. Elisha Perryman. He
was baptized by Rev. William Henderson, at Talbotton, in 1829. From his
first entrance upon his christian course, he felt that "the fire of the
Lord was in his bones," and that "he was weary with forbearing, and
could not stay." His education being quite limited, he applied himself
diligently and perseveringly to its improvement, and soon acquired a
fair knowledge of the English language, and made some progress in the
Latin and Greek. He was passionately fond of history, especially of
ecclesiastical history, and few men of his day accumulated a larger
fund of historical information, or knew better how to use it, than
himself. His familiarity with the Old and New Testaments, even before he
commenced preaching, was remarkable. Thus equipped,
he began his useful career.
In 1834, he was ordained at Talbotton by John Ross, Joseph Hand,
Hiram Powell and Robert Fleming, and was soon engaged actively and
usefully in serving the churches, in which glorious revivals were
experienced, and many were added unto the Lord.
Soon after his ordination, a general separation took place throughout
the State between the missionary and anti-missionary parties of the
Baptist denomination. It was like tearing asunder soul and body for him
to part with his brethren; but, in a matter like this, he could not long
hesitate, and so he fell on the missionary side, though, personally, he
was strongly attached to many who were anti-missionaries. In those
times, great difference of opinion and much excitement prevailed on the
temperance cause. Mr. Perryman went strongly for the reformation;
and, as he was no half-way man in anything, he made enemies for himself
of those who were of the contrary sentiment and practice, especially of
liquor dealers. He was also a very decided Baptist, and was by no
means chary in expressing his views as such. The consequence was, that
he frequently gave offense to his pœdo-Baptist brethren, with whom, as a
general thing, he was rather unpopular. Yet, such was his intelligence,
honesty and probity of character, that he commanded
page 449 the respect of all
men, even though they disagreed in sentiment with him.
He was for many years moderator of the Columbus Association, (one of
the most intelligent and influential religious bodies in the State,) and
then of the Friendship, with which he was connected the latter part of
his life. For several years preceding his death, the state of his health
would allow of his preaching but seldom. The Master whom he served
finally released him from labor, and he departed in peace March 12th,
1864, in the seventieth year of his age.
JAMES O. SCREVEN.
This excellent man was born in Savannah, Georgia, February 4th, 1804.
He was the oldest son of Rev. Charles O. Screven, D. D., and a half
brother of Rev. Charles B. Jones, of Florida. He was brought up mostly
in Sunbury, Liberty county, where he was baptized by his father, in the
spring of 1828, the year after he graduated at Franklin College, now the
State University. While in college, and for a few months after his
return home, he was quite wild, and his condition was a source of
unspeakable distress to his devoutly pious father, and other pious
relatives. Their prayers prevailed, and he was soon found at the feet of
his Redeemer, "clothed and in his right mind." The precise date of his
licensure and ordination has not been ascertained, but it was not long
after his baptism. He was married in 1832, on Hilton Head Island, South
Carolina, to Miss Eleanor S. Talbird, daughter of Captain Henry Talbird.
During the next ensuing seven years, he resided on his patrimonial
estate, known as "the Retreat," Bryan county, and employed his time
preaching to the negroes on St. Catharine's and Ossabaw Islands, and
also to the destitute in the upper part of Bryan. In 1844 he was
employed by the Baptist church in Savannah to preach to the colored
people on the plantations contiguous to the city, and during 1845 he
labored as co-pastor of Rev. R. Fuller, D. D., at Beaufort, South
Carolina, preaching to the branches, or out-stations, of the Beaufort
church. As several young men of that church were just entering upon the
work of the ministry, Mr. Screven felt at liberty
page 450 to retire from that
field, the more especially, as he, about that time, received a call from
the Baptist church at Waynesville, Georgia, newly constituted, in a
section of the State where great destitution existed. He devoted four
years to this inviting and fruitful field, where his labors were
abundant, and where his name is still held in sweet remembrance, and was
only compelled to retire from it by the failure of his health.
In the year 1850, he removed to LaGrange, Troup county. After his
health had become somewhat restored, he labored as an agent for the
Domestic Mission Board, Marion, Alabama, several years. During a portion
of the late war, he was sustained by the same board as a missionary to
the soldiers in and around that place. For such a work, especially among
the sick and wounded in the hospitals, few men were as well qualified as
Mr. Screven. Like Huckins, of Charleston, South Carolina, he became a
martyr to his zeal and self-sacrificing devotion. He taxed his
constitution, which was naturally feeble, beyond its capacity for
endurance. His health gradually failed, and, on the 15th of May, 1864,
the Master, whom he had served so long and so faithfully, called him to
his reward in heaven. Says the partner of his joys and sorrows: "During
his last sickness, he was uniformly cheerful, and greatly enjoyed the
visits of his friends, whom he conversed with so pleasantly that they
could not realize that he was so near his end. There was no gloom around
his deathbed. He frequently spoke of the joys of heaven, and expressed a
longing desire to be with his Saviour. On Saturday, previous to his
death, he said: 'How delightful would it be if I could be to-morrow in
heaven!'" He left a wife, one son and three daughters.
Having given this brief outline of his life and labors, the writer
confesses his entire incompetency for the correct delineation of the
character of Mr. Screven. Who can describe goodness, meekness, holiness?
Who can, to his own satisfaction, or to that of others, delineate a
character in which all the christian graces were concentered and shone
so conspicuously? From a report, recorded in the minutes of the LaGrange
church, of which he had been a member about fourteen years, the
following sentences are extracted: "His marked religious characteristics
were, unusual love for the word of God and prayer, and unwavering
page 451 confidence in the
promise of God to make suitable temporal and spiritual provision for all
his children, and a humility and sweetness of christian temper,
preserved through all vicissitudes, which subdued into reverence and
love all with whom he came in contact. The most indifferent and
irreligious took knowledge of him that he had been with Jesus, and
imbibed largely of his meek and lowly and laborious spirit. He lived and
labored in an atmosphere of prayer, and died in holy triumph. The church
take a mournful pleasure in cherishing his memory."
Verily, was James O. Screven a good man.
JARVIS G. JOHNSON.
This estimable young man was born in Harris county, Georgia, October
17th, 1832. His parents were members of the Baptist church. Of choice he
labored most of his youth on his father's farm, and enjoyed but slender
opportunities of education, until he had attained to manhood. In early
life he gave his heart to the Saviour, and was baptized by Rev. Early
Greathouse, into Bethlehem church, in the eastern part of said county,
in 1852. Being impressed with the duty of preaching the gospel, he took
a regular course in Mercer University, and graduated with distinction in
the summer of 1859. It would seem that he had been licensed to preach
before entering upon his collegiate course. A month or so after his
graduation, he was unanimously called to the pastorship of the church at
Hamilton, was ordained the 11th day of December, following, by Rev. W.
D. Atkinson and Rev. C. C. Willis, and continued pastor of said church
until death terminated his earthly career. His relations as a pastor
were borne by him with uncommon modesty, disinterestedness and fidelity.
He maintained with meekness, yet with great firmness, the strictest
discipline, while he warmly commended to his charge the approved
religious enterprises of the day. Though superior to most of his
ministering brethren, with whom he was associated, in natural and
acquired endowments, he ever manifested towards them the utmost respect
and deference.
His personal piety was of a high order. For his devotedness
page 452 to prayer and the
study of the scriptures, for his tender and persevering attention to the
poor and dependent, for his courageous vindication of the claims of the
gospel and of the right of all men to enjoy unrestricted access to it,
the name of Jarvis Johnson will be ever held in sweet remembrance. His
labors were abundant, and were abundantly blessed even in his own brief
day. But, now that he is gone, his ministering brethren testify that the
fruits of his labors are even more abundant than in his lifetime.
The disease of which he died was contracted from preaching in
Johnston's army, while that army was in winter quarters around Dalton,
in March, 1864. He made out to reach his home in Harris county, where he
suffered greatly from inflammation of the stomach and bowels, for weeks
before death came to his relief. His last illness was characterized by
much prayer, by unwavering faith, and by the most entire submission to
the will of God. With him, "the ruling passion strong in death" was an
earnest desire for the salvation of sinners. He had a word for every one
who approached him; nor did he cease to plead for Christ until he ceased
to breathe, which was on the 24th day of April, 1864.
CHARLES D. MALLARY, D. D.
Charles Dutton Mallary was born of worthy and respectable parents, in
West Poultney, Rutland county, Vermont, on the 23d of January, 1801. One
of his brothers, Rollin C. Mallary, became an eminent lawyer, and
represented his native State for many years in the United States
Congress, where he occupied a commanding position as a debater, and
exerted, as chairman of the committee on manufactures, a powerful
influence in directing the legislation of the country. After completing
the usual preparatory studies, the subject of this sketch entered
Middlebury College, in August, 1817. He was a college-mate, if not
class-mate, of that distinguished Methodist divine, Rev. Stephen Olin,
and also of Rev. Dr. Howe, of the Presbyterian Theological Seminary at
Columbia, South Carolina. He graduated in August, 1821, with the first
honor--a
page 453 fact sufficiently
indicative of his superior talents and his diligent application as a
student.
From his earliest years he had been the subject of deep religious
impressions, which he was accustomed to ascribe in large measure to the
instructions and prayers of his pious parents, especially of his devout
and honored mother. In the sixteenth year of his age, during the
prevalence of a revival, he experienced that great moral change which
renewed his heart and gave him a trembling hope of salvation. Shortly
after this occurrence he entered college, and then, owing to various
circumstances, a long season of doubt and declension ensued in his
spiritual history, which gradually darkened into dejection and despair.
The distress of his mind was similar to that of Bunyan, and the poet,
Cowper, in their awful days of desertion. Indeed, his companions
trembled for the stability of his reason, and he himself was conscious
of treading on the brink of insanity. At length, through infinite mercy,
the cloud broke and rolled away; his feet were taken out of the horrible
pit, and he stood on the rock of ages, with a new song in his mouth.
After canvassing the comparative claims of the various denominations,
(his inclinations rather leaning to the Congregationalists,) the path of
duty became plain, and he was baptized into the fellowship of the
Baptist church in his native town, in June, 1822, by the pastor, Rev.
Clark Kendrick.
After his graduation Mr. Mallary spent a year as a teacher of youth
in his native State. In October, 1822, he bent his steps southward, and,
passing through Charleston, settled for a while at Cambridge, Abbeville
district, South Carolina. Before leaving Vermont, his mind had been
exercised with reference to the ministry, and he had resolved, so soon
as providence should show an open door, that he would engage in
preaching the gospel. Circumstances now being favorable, he commenced
this work, and was soon licensed as a minister. Early in the year 1824,
in obedience to a call from the Baptist church in that place, he removed
to Columbia, the capital of the State, where he was ordained in April of
the same year. Here, too, on the 11th of July, 1825, he married Miss
Susan Mary Evans, daughter of John and Sarah Evans, of Georgetown, South
Carolina, and grand-daughter, on the maternal side, of that eminent man
page 454 of God, Rev. Edmund
Botsford. In this union, according to his own testimony, he found "more
unalloyed enjoyment than generally falls to the lot of man." The
excellent companion of his youth, and the mother of the only two
children who survive him, Charles and Rollin, died of consumption, at
Milledgeville, Georgia, in 1834.
At the expiration of two years, Mr. Mallary left Columbia and settled
below that city, in what is known as the Fork, taking charge of the
Beulah and Congaree churches. In 1830, he accepted a call from the
Baptist church at Augusta, Georgia, where he remained four years. In
1834, he removed to Milledgeville. Here, however, his pastorate was
brief, embracing not quite two years. A constitution, feeble at best,
and often assailed with attacks of illness, disqualified him to a
considerable extent for the steady, wearing round of pastoral duties,
and necessitated frequent changes in his place of abode. The years 1837,
1838 and 1839 he devoted as an agent to the interests of Mercer
University. The year 1840 he was employed as a missionary in the service
of the Central Association. Perhaps this was the period of his highest
usefulness. His powers were fully matured. He moved in congenial and
appreciative circles. The peculiar exigencies of the denomination roused
all his sacred energies, and thus these few years in Central Georgia
witnessed the best results of his public career. In company with Dawson,
Campbell and others, he engaged in extensive preaching tours, and in
protracted meetings, which were attended with memorable revivals, and
which operated powerfully in giving tone and character to the Baptists
of Georgia. He seemed to live daily in the very atmosphere of heaven.
Every effort, whether of preaching or exhortation, was attended by
the unction from above, and christians improved in knowledge and
holiness, while sinners, in great numbers, were added to the churches as
seals of his ministry.
In December, 1840, he was married to his second wife, Mrs. Mary E.
Welch, of Twiggs county, Georgia, a woman of very superior talents
and worth, and most happily adapted to cheer his own disposition, which
was rather prone to dejection and melancholy. She preceded him but a
little to the skies, having died suddenly on the 28th of August, 1862.
After this second
page 455 marriage, he took
up his abode in Twiggs county, near Jeffersonville, on his wife's
plantation, where he resided for several years. Though now in a somewhat
sequestered situation, where most ministers would have considered
themselves entitled to retirement and repose after so many labors, he
indulged in no relaxation. Like his Master, he sanctified even his hours
of rest with benevolent deeds. His recreations were other men's toils.
During the period of his residence in Twiggs county he served, more or
less, the following churches: New Providence, Macon, Forsyth, Evergreen,
Jeffersonville, Irwinton and Wood's meeting-house. It was through his
efforts, and mainly at his expense, that a comfortable house of worship
was built at Jeffersonville, and the churches at that place and at
Evergreen were started through his instrumentality. But in 1848 the
LaGrange church summoned him from his laborious retreat. He responded to
the summons, and, though constantly failing in strength, continued in
this connection for four years. In 1852, finding it impossible to
prosecute his pastoral labors, he retired to the neighborhood of Albany,
where he passed the remainder of his days in such services as his
physical infirmities permitted. He loved to preach, and he never ceased
preaching until the end. His finished his useful career at Magnolia
Springs, Sumter county, on Sunday noon, the 31st of July, 1864, aged
sixty-three years.
In turning from this meagre outline of the more marked events and
incidents in his career, it is exceedingly difficult to present in any
moderate limits a just review and estimate of his character and
services. As we attempt to recall him to our attention and survey, what,
we naturally ask, most distinguished him as a man? What, in particular,
constituted his individuality, gave him his definite "form and
pressure," and raised him above the dull uniformity of the great human
mass? One reply springs to the lips of all who knew him well--his
piety. He was singularly and greatly good, a distinction
"above all Greek or Roman fame;" and this was his general reputation. He
was marked by more christian virtues and by fewer faults than any man
the author has ever known. He was by nature an amiable man, formed to
love and be loved, peaceful in spirit, and wholly free from a temper
violent and petulant
page 456 in its
manifestations. He was also a man of stern integrity, of incorruptible
honesty, and withal of unflinching fidelity to his convictions of right
and truth. Without being aggressively bold, he did not in the least lack
decision and firmness, and his characteristic gentleness never sank into
tame compliance with the demands of error and injustice. Probably no ill
natured or carping man of the world, nor splenetic church member, ever
seriously questioned his essential uprightness. On such a basis as this
the fabric of his piety was reared. Over such amiabilities as these it
cast its heavenly charm, while it woke in his own heart a variety of new
and sacred passions.
His piety was ardent and intense, manifesting itself, not in
occasional raptures and excited emotions, but in a habitual frame of
devotion. Religion was the atmosphere in which he lived, moved and had
his being. He did not separate his life into sacred and secular, saying,
this is for God, and that is for the world--it was all for God. His
religion sanctified his recreations, and gave a heavenly flavor to his
worldly enjoyments. He loved much. The name of Jesus was fragrant and
precious to him, always in his heart, and often on his lips. He loved
the brethren. He was a lover of all good men. Though a devoted Baptist,
holding our distinctive principles as firmly and conscientiously as one
could well do, he still consorted joyfully and fraternally with all who
honored the Saviour and bore his image. He was emphatically a man of
prayer. "The spirit of grace and supplications" was possessed by him in
a measure which, it is believed, has seldom been equaled, and never
surpassed, in modern times. Early in his ministry, he laid out for
himself a regular plan of prayer, assigning certain general
subjects to each day in the week, to which he faithfully adhered.
Dr. Mallary was singularly kind and charitable in his judgments of
others. He was never heard to utter a biting sarcasm, a stinging jest, a
cruel innuendo, nor even a word that savored of slander against a
fellow-creature. He literally almost seemed to "think no evil." He
always put the best possible construction upon conduct, and when
compelled to condemn, he did it with pain and sorrow, and, very likely,
with the final suggestion of some extenuating or hopeful view of the
delinquent. He was no severe critic or censor of his brethren.
page 457 He appeared
absolutely a stranger to that mean spirit which, I am afraid, has been
the too just reproach of the ministry: a spirit of envy, jealousy and
rivalship. It gave him no pain that a brother should outshine or
outstrip him, and it did not seem to occur to him that a minister, by
superior gifts and graces, could ever be in his way. He was a model
church member, which is not always the case with retired preachers. He
was the pastor's friend and counselor. He did not plead or employ his
ministerial prerogative as a ground of exemption from ordinary duties in
the church, but bore his own burden, and often more than his own, with
cordial patience.
The blessing of the peacemaker was on him. His own spirit was
tranquil and pacific, and, so far from widening breaches and
exasperating dissensions by a fierce temper of partisanship, he labored
to compose strifes and reconcile alienated brethren.
He was a willing and generous contributor of his worldly substance to
every good cause. In his ministrations, he insisted much on the duty of
giving, a duty he never undertook to discharge by proxy.
His caution in speaking of the faults of others has already been
referred to. It is proper to add that he rigidly ruled out of his speech
all foolish jesting, and more especially all that approached impurity.
While occasionally indulging the quiet humor of delicate wit, of which
he had a rich vein, his conversation was never stained by malice or
pollution. He seemed to accept, as a rule for himself, that maxim of the
ancient Persians, which pronounced "unlawful to speak of what it was not
lawful to do."
His politeness may be said, in part at least, to have been a
development of his piety. If politeness may be defined as kindness,
expressing itself in kind and self-denying acts, he was a model of this
cheap yet potent virtue, immeasurably superior to Chesterfield, or any
of his school. While he never affected the airs and artificial graces of
a polished man of society, and would have scorned them, if he could
scorn anything, he was still a pattern of courtesy, and was
guided by the nice instinct of christian feeling to the performance of
those various acts which marked him for a true gentleman.
If there was any defect in his christian character, perhaps it
page 458 was a lack of that
sort of cheerfulness which gives to piety a pleasant and winning aspect,
and which, in particular, recommends it to the young. Though removed as
far as possible from a morose and prim severity, he displayed a little
too much, probably, the sad and sombre side of religion. It is thought
his usefulness would have been enhanced if the bright and joyous
elements of piety had been more conspicuous in his life. The mention of
this defect as the most serious which criticism can suggest in the
review of his christian character, only serves to demonstrate how
extraordinary that character was, and how far elevated in holy grandeur
above the vast majority of latter day examples of saintship. And yet
Charles D. Mallary entertained the most painful conceptions of his own
utter unworthiness, and worthlessness even, in the sight of God. Indeed,
his unaffected humility was one of the most striking traits of
his piety. His views of the exceeding sinfulness of sin, and of the
holiness of God, were such as to bow him in the very dust. A delicate
spiritual modesty softened and refined every manifestation of his inner
life. A volume that would do justice to his piety would be a book of
devotion not inferior to the biographies of Henry Martyn, Samuel Pearce
and Edward Payson.
While Dr. Mallary will be remembered for his goodness, that goodness
would not have been so conspicuous and noteworthy, if it had not been
associated with a mind of uncommon capacity and vigor. His intellect and
heart operated in delightful harmony, imparting to each other light and
strength, and, in their blended movements, their almost perfect
synthesis, presenting us with a complete and effective character. His
mental endowments were of a very high order. It would, doubtless, be
extravagant to assert for him the possession of that sort of ability
which originates new thoughts, strikes out new paths of investigation,
and makes memorable contributions to the stock of human knowledge. It is
only a very few, in the long succession of ages, who can justly be
assigned to this intellectual rank, and be classed with those sceptered
kings in the realms of thought, "who rule us from their urns." But,
while not claiming for him this style of greatness, we insist that his
talents were such as to make him a man of special mark. To the more
solid qualities of the understanding, such as a quick and
page 459 clear perception, a
calm, sound judgment, a tenacious memory, a capacity for bold and
vigorous thinking, he added a fertile fancy and a soaring, creative
imagination, which enabled him to illustrate and adorn whatever he
touched. His grasp of subjects was broad and firm, indicating
intellectual strength and comprehensiveness. His mental operations were
distinguished, not so much by formal logical processes--by regular
advances, in which each minute step was ostentatiously displayed--as by
rapid intuitions, and by a series of steadily progressive leaps and
bounds towards his goal. Without any technical elaboration and parade of
argument, he was still a solid and able reasoner. There was great
symmetry and admirable balance in his intellectual constitution, no one
faculty being developed out of proportion to, and at the expense of,
another faculty. Had his will been a little more positive and
imperative, and his taste a little more exacting, his mental
conformation would have gained somewhat in imposing and attractive
force.
This richly endowed intellect had been well disciplined and furnished
with ample stores of knowledge. He was fortunate, as we have seen, in
his early opportunities of education, and these he zealously improved.
Subsequently, he had been, as circumstances allowed, a diligent student.
His range of acquaintance with books was extensive. There were few
subjects, even outside of his profession, with which he was most
surprisingly familiar. In theology, and the history of religious
opinions, he was well read. The degree of Doctor of Divinity, conferred
by Columbian College, District of Columbia, though little prized by him,
was richly merited. He retained, beyond what is common among our working
ministers, his knowledge of the ancient classics, and a marked fondness
for their beauties. Indeed, his tastes were quite scholarly, and had his
mode of life been more settled and regular, and his health more
favorable to the pursuit, he would doubtless have acquired distinction
as a man of profound and varied learning. Under proper influences, he
would have made a Biblical critic and commentator of rare excellence.
His thorough common sense and solid judgment, along with the spiritual
insight and intuition of his deep piety, would have constituted him a
theological teacher of the
page 460 style of the
"judicious Hooker," and the yet more judicious Andrew Fuller.
Of the gifts and graces of Dr. Mallary, we have pleasing memorials in
his various printed works. He figured in his day more than most of our
leading ministers as a writer and author. He entertained an exalted
appreciation of the power of the press, and from no mere scribbling
propensity, no weak ambition to see himself in print, but from a solemn
conviction of duty he wrote much. He was master of a facile pen, and of
a style characterized by numerous excellencies. It was always correct,
smooth and animated, often ornate and eloquent. His leading productions
are the "Life of Botsford," "Memoir of Mercer," "Soul-Prosperity,"
"Sanctification," "Sabbath-School Instruction," "Simple Rhymes for
Children," "The Alphabetical Dinner." "Prince Alcohol," an allegory in
the style of Bunyan, and almost worthy of the immortal dreamer himself,
was published many years since by the American Tract Society and
obtained an immense circulation. The poetical talent of Dr. Mallary was
remarkable, and, if thoroughly cultivated, might have achieved for him
distinction in this department of literature. A little before his death
he completed a didactic poem which had occupied his leisure hours for
many years. It is entitled "Lord's Day Musings," written in blank verse,
and extending through seven books. His contributions to the "Christian
Index," on a great variety of subjects, always arrested attention and
repaid perusal. His chief fault as a writer consisted, probably, in a
certain diffuseness of style and a lack of that sententious brevity or
terseness which keeps the mind alert and expectant. In the too limited
authorship which characterizes the Baptist ministry of Georgia and of
the South, he occupies a foremost place. All that he ever published was
like himself, pure, and good, and kind.
"
He never wrote
A line which, dying, he could wish to blot.
"
But, after all, it was probably in the pulpit that Charles D. Mallary
gave the highest exhibition of the rare and various gifts with which he
was endowed. First for his goodness, his holiness, and next for his
power as a preacher, is he likely to be longest
page 461 and most widely
remembered. In his generation, among the Baptist ministers of Georgia he
had few equals and no superior. The pulpit was the throne where he
seemed most at home, in the fullest command of all his powers, and the
most perfect display of all his sacred passions. He was emphatically an
able preacher, replete with rich thought, mighty in the
scriptures, lucid and happy in the method of his discussions, and
powerful in the arguments with which he defended and enforced his
positions. He loved what are called the "doctrines of grace," and often
presented them as pulpit themes with masterly strength and consummate
skill. He was a truly eloquent preacher, gifted with a rare
command of appropriate, energetic and beautiful language in which to
clothe his sublime conceptions. His occasional hesitation for a word,
perhaps, rather heightened than impaired the effect of his preaching,
since that hesitation was almost sure to terminate, not in a lame and
impotent escape from the difficulty, but in a new and bolder outburst of
impassioned thought. His imagination was one of the most striking of his
intellectual endowments, and, when fired in the discussion of divine
truth, it often bore him to the highest heaven of invention, sweeping
his hearers along with him "beyond the flaming bounds of space and
time," up to"
The throne of God, the sapphire blaze,
Where angels tremble as they gaze.
" He was an exceedingly ingenious preacher, not in the sense of being
able to excite attention by the petty conceits, smart surprises and
startling paradoxes of sensation sermonizers, but as conveying truth,
like the great Teacher, by similes, parables and happy illustrations. It
was this peculiarity which gave him in large measure his enviable
distinction as a preacher for negroes and children. His preaching was
strongly marked by that indescribable excellence denominated unction,
the blending of sincerity, earnestness and tenderness. He impressed all
hearers with the conviction that he believed what he spoke and felt what
he believed. In the pulpit he betrayed little self-consciousness and no
vanity. He seemed conscious only of his Master's presence and claims. He
kept himself behind the cross and lost himself in the theme. He showed
his greatness
page 462 as a preacher by
being nearly always equal to great occasions, although in his esteem
there were no small occasions. At associational meetings, with an
audience of thousands gathered in the grand temple of nature, his powers
acquired their freest play, his feeble form dilated and became instinct
with strange vigor, his long arms swung about him with Titanic energy,
and his voice, in tones of organ-thunder, poured out the sublime
thoughts and emotions with which he almost seemed inspired. Many of his
sermons were very memorable and produced impressions which will long
live in tradition. He never affected the arts of the orator, though he
naturally adopted many of the best rules of the rhetorician and
elocutionist. He spoke right on as his heart prompted, careless of
gesture, intonations and all the niceties of style and manner. Indeed,
it was unfortunate that he did not pay more attention to these minor
matters. Had he cultivated and disciplined his naturally fine voice, and
pruned away certain little infelicities of manner, and kept his pulpit
forces more compactly together and more thoroughly in hand, his
preaching would have gained considerably in its uniform impression. In
his sermons, as in his writings, a certain diffuseness of style and a
negligence of minute graces, together with a prolix tendency and a
disposition to multiply divisions where differences were not
sufficiently broad, constituted his most serious faults. But on the
whole, while not a perfect pulpit model for imitation--as no minister is
or should be regarded--he was a preacher of such compass and force, such
fidelity and affection, such stately eloquence and childlike simplicity
as is rarely vouchsafed to the church of Christ.
It is natural to think of Mallary as a preacher in connection with
the ministerial associates of his life. Of course it would be improper
to compare him with any of those brethren still living with whom he
delighted to labor, and it is a delicate task to institute a comparison
between him and any of those companions who are now sharing with him the
heavenly rest. There is one name, however, which
involuntarily starts up at the mention of Mallary, as if united
with it. We mean, of course, Dawson. This noble pair of brethren
lived out their days in mutual esteem and love. They preached much
together,
page 463 they were
singularly as one in their views of most subjects, and they co-operated
heartily in promoting the same great objects. In the pulpit they were
somewhat alike, and yet they were different. Dawson was more graceful,
Mallary was more profound; Dawson was more impassioned, Mallary was more
thoughtful. Perhaps Dawson had more genius; Mallary had more discipline
and culture; Dawson was more moving; Mallary was more convincing; Dawson
understood the nice cords of human nature something better, and how to
strike them; Mallary was more thoroughly acquainted with great truths in
their relations and harmony; Dawson's preaching was more popular and
immediately effective; Mallary's was better adapted to be put in print
and read at the fireside. It is instructive to reflect how little the
settlement of the question, "Who was the greater preacher?" concerns
them as they mingle in those associations where all the disputes and
ambitions and rivalries of earth seem so mean.
Few men of his generation have been equally active and useful with
Dr. Mallary in promoting those great enterprises of benevolence which
form so marked a characteristic of our age. He was an early, zealous and
persevering advocate of the temperance cause. The claims of ministerial
and general education found in him a devoted and self-sacrificing friend
and champion. Sabbath-school instruction enlisted his warmest sympathy,
and evoked some of the best productions of his tongue and pen. The
missionary work, whether foreign or domestic, had not, perhaps, in the
State of Georgia, another such toiling, believing, praying friend. His
was eminently a missionary spirit. He was emphatically a working
christian, combining, in an extraordinary degree, the active and
contemplative elements of religious character. No danger that he would
rust out. As a useful man, who faithfully served his generation,
he had in his day few equals. Even should his name be forgotten, his
influence will live in the endless succession of gracious causes and
effects, striking on ward and downward "to the last syllable of recorded
time."
It has been said of some eminent man, that nothing in his life so
little became him as his manner of leaving it. It was not so with
Mallary. His death was perfectly congruous with
page 464 his life--just such
as could have been desired, and would have been expected. Without
extraordinary pangs of physical suffering, in full possession of all his
mental faculties, soothed by the affectionate ministries of his
children, he sank to his rest as gently as a wave dies along the shore
when the storm has ceased. In the language of the finest epitaph of
pagan antiquity, "his death was the close of a beautiful day." At the
earnest solicitation of his friends, he had repaired to Magnolia
springs, Sumter county, Georgia, several weeks previous to his death. As
his end drew near, he lay completely passive in the divine hands. He
said, "I am afraid to live, but not afraid to die;" and yet he
was resigned to remain or depart. All day long, and most of the night,
he discoursed concerning the Saviour and that heaven which was so near.
At times he became so intensely interested in these glorious themes,
that he would raise himself and sit erect in bed--a thing which
ordinarily he was unable to do without assistance--and deliver
exhortations so solemn and touching as to melt the most callous of his
attendants to tears. When admonished that such exertions would injure
him, he replied, "It does not harm me to talk of Jesus." He spoke
much of his old friends, living and dead, alluding particularly to
Mercer, Sanders, Dawson and others who had gone before and with whom he
expected soon to renew his intercourse. He thanked God for his
sufferings, as well as for his ease; and when asked, "Are you
suffering much?' replied, "Yes, some, but Jesus is in the room; the
room is full of ministering spirits!" His last words were, " Sweet"
(clapping his hands,) " Home!"
His end was not so much a death as a transition and
transfiguration--not so much an unclothing, as a being clothed upon with
the shining vestments of immortality. In contemplating such a
termination of life as this, such a perfect euthanasy, we may well
exclaim:"
Is there a deathbed, where a christian lies?
Yes, but not his: 't is death himself that dies.
This brief review of the life and labors of this great and good man
would be incomplete and unsatisfactory to his friends, and unjust to his
character and memory, if no notice were
page 465 taken of the
position he occupied in regard to the great struggle for Southern
independence, which was going on during the last four years of his life,
and was still undecided at the time of his death. "The lost cause" was,
of all earthly concerns, the nearest and dearest to his heart. Though he
never took any part in politics--having rarely voted during a period of
forty years--yet few men better understood the structure and history of
the government, and no man was more devotedly attached to the
Constitution and the Union. He watched with intense interest the great
political movements which, from time to time, agitated the country, and
mourned over the folly and fanaticism of the people and rulers. For some
years previous to the war, he indulged the hope that our sectional
difficulties might be settled, and that a terrible struggle might be
averted. But soon after the "John Brown Raid" in Virginia, he went on a
visit to his friends and relatives in his native State, (Vermont,) and
was convinced from what he saw and heard, that war was inevitable. In a
letter to his oldest son he says: "I have no hope of the country.
Nothing but the power of a merciful God can save us from war and ruin. I
fear that in his wrath he will punish the wickedness of the people. The
North seems blind to its own interests, and determined to destroy us.
The Constitution is no longer respected, and the higher law doctrine is
embraced by all classes. Infidelity is on the increase, and religion in
all the churches is sadly declining." His views of the condition of
affairs remained unchanged, and after his return to his home he
expressed the opinion that the union of the States would be severed, and
separate governments established, or that a great military government
would succeed, in which the South would be
powerless.
When the secession of the Southern States took place and they
declared their independence, he approved most heartily of their action
and sanctioned it by his vote. Though doubtful of our success, he never
doubted the justice of our cause. After the conflict of arms began, his
heart and soul was in it. In addition to the morning and evening family
devotions, he spent half an hour of every afternoon in prayer for the
Confederacy. Not only did he pray for the cause, but he contributed
liberally of his means towards its support, believing that the
principles
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religious liberty were involved in the issue. Of African slavery, as it
existed in the South, he was a zealous advocate, firmly believing it was
sanctioned by divine authority. He looked upon it as the means appointed
by providence for the civilization and evangelization of the African
race. The violation of the provisions of the Constitution he considered
a great sin; but the violation of God's providence by the abolition of
slavery, he considered a greater sin. He expressed the opinion that
abolition would result in the extermination of the negro race in
America. In the last days of his life, his interest in the great cause
seemed to increase. He heard that Atlanta had fallen: "Who knows, said
he, but what I may be captured before I am called away?" And when
asked how he would feel about it, answered, "Well, I will say to them, I
am a poor old rebel--do with me as you like."
JAMES F. SWANSON.
The subject of this sketch was born in Morgan county, Georgia,
January 27th, 1825; was "born again" in the town of Madison, in the same
county, in the fall of 1848; and still had another birth into the
heavenly world, departing this life on the 28th of October, 1869, near
Cedar Town, Polk county, Georgia.
A short review of his life and character may bring honor to the grace
of God, which was so signally manifested in him. Let us view him"
IN THE WORLD."
He was born as would be said of a good family. He would have said,"
But higher far my fond pretensions rise,
The son of parents passed into the skies.
"
Nothing special is noted of his boyhood, beyond the fact that it
displayed the manliness, modesty, generosity and thrift which
characterized him when grown. When about twenty years of age, he left
the parental roof, and out on the journey of life held his anxious way.
Relying upon his own resources, he entered the town of Madison. In 1848,
after several years of excessive toil, he raised himself to a
partnership in a prosperous
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business, which was conducted for eight years under the firm name of
Fears & Swanson. His failing health compelled its abandonment. By his
request, that firm was never, by "public advertisement," legally
dissolved. Death only dissolved the unions which he decreed.
Subsequently, he was engaged in teaching. In the later years of his
life, when his physical infirmities demanded, his time was partly
employed in the cultivation of land, in teaching, and as agent for an
incorporated society. In all these dealings with men, he impressed them
with his scrupulous honesty, his unswerving fidelity, his high-toned
candor, and his practical good sense. His partner says of him: "He
never, in all his life, was known, in his business contracts, to give an
undue coloring to his side." Accordingly, the deepest affection or
respect of his pupils or patrons, his employers and employees, his
associates and his neighbors, was constantly excited towards him.
IN THE CHURCH.
In the fall of 1848, during the first year of the pastorate at
Madison of Rev. C. M. Irwin, a gracious revival of religion occurred,
and brother Swanson was led into the faith and obedience of Christ. He
was baptized in October of that year.
With the heartiness and promptitude of an earnest man, he entered
upon his duties as a christian. His voice was consecrated in song, in
prayer, in exhortation, in instruction, and in conversation. Many
remember the influence sent out from the choir, of which he was the
leader, and from the Sabbath-school, of which he was successively
teacher and superintendent. The true, pure fragrance, even of this
germinal period of his life, was hallowed to the benefit of old and
young, of white and black. He never lost sight of the necessities of his
own soul, though immersed in the most anxious labors for others. Very
well known and appreciated was the truth: to do good to others, we must
first be good. He felt that wherever he was directed to set his foot,
God gave him the land. Every movement revealed his deep sense of
personal responsibility to the truth as it is in Jesus, and to all with
whom he came in contact; and hence, he approached men with greater
success through private or personal, than through public or professional
channels.
page 468 What a revenue of
strength does character bring! Bacon says, "Knowledge is power;" but, in
a truer sense, Character is power.
IN THE FAMILY.
In December, 1854, he was married to Miss A. C. Stone, a highly
accomplished christian woman, who conferred on him the heritage of great
happiness. This union was never marred by a misunderstanding, never
chilled by neglect, never threatened by a collision. No union could be
more pure, more congenial or more productive of spirituality and
usefulness. No children blessed it, but he was to her husband, brother,
lover; she was to him wife, sister, comforter. Each was the complement
of the other. Called into the fellowship of protracted suffering, while
death ever and anon flapped his dark wings over the couch--now of one,
now of the other--they were alternately watching, nursing, strengthening
each other. And yet there was a painful interim when others were
appointed to do these things. How sore the trial of their faith, how
deep the anguish of their hearts when, the wife having been carried to
New York for her health, they were separated, through unavoidable
circumstances, from December, 1860, till the summer of 1865!
During most of this time, we find him in the family of brother Marcus
H. Bunn, near Cedar Town. In the family is furnished the test and the
quality of a man's religion. His true character is revealed at home. As
the Lord blessed the house of Obed-Edom because of the ark of God; as
Potiphar and Pharaoh were prospered because of Joseph, so brother Bunn's
family was blessed because of brother Swanson. In the language of Laban
to Jacob, brother Bunn could say to brother Swanson, "I have learned by
experience that the Lord hath blessed me for thy sake." For months and
years he moved before them, a sacred incarnation of the power of grace.
Every one of brother Bunn's children was lead to Christ. Dear ones, how
he loved you! How you loved him! On the shining shore he is singing
Jesus just as he did around your hearthstone--singing, while he is
waiting for you.
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IN THE MINISTRY.
Many Southern men have been led into the ministry through their
labors for the colored people. Many preachers, ordained by no
ecclesiastical court, but anointed from on high, did for years, and do
now, break to these the bread of life. Every agency which the genius of
christianity anywhere recognizes or employs in the elevation of the
menial class, was subsidized in the proclamation of the gospel to that
race; and where the statistics of labor can be collected and calmly
compared, there will be found as great--in some instances
greater--success here as in other localities. Previous to the war, while
preaching exclusively to this class, one of the most distinguished
theologians received his doctorate, and a lawyer of the highest culture,
in the midst of an onerous practice, found his chief delight. The
writer's first impressions to preach were produced in this way.
Very early after his conversion, brother Swanson began work for the
salvation of the negroes, and continued it with so great ardor that an
unquenchable desire to preach the gospel to all men was developed. His
brethren, confirming the conviction of his heart, suggested that he
identify himself with the full work of the ministry. He was accordingly
ordained on the 13th of March, 1859, at Madison. Brethren H. H. Tucker,
A. T. Spalding, N. G. Foster and George Y. Browne constituted the
presbytery. While teaching at this place, in the Georgia Female College,
he preached to country churches and in destitute neighborhoods. During a
visit to the North in the spring of 1860, he received and declined a
call to the pastorate of two churches near the city of New York. He next
supplied the Second Baptist church in Augusta, Georgia, for twelve
months, preaching frequently to the First church. A long and severe
illness compelling him to decline the charge of the Second church, he
settled, with a view of securing health, in northwestern Georgia, near
Cedar Town. In March, 1862, he became pastor of the church in that
place, and the one in Cave Spring, giving two Sabbaths a month to each.
In January, 1863, he resigned the Cave Spring church, because the tax
was too great upon his constitution. He remained pastor at Cedar Town
till the close of 1865.
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I. AS A PREACHER.
If required to give, concisely, an accurate description of our
brother, Cowper supplying the words,"
I would express him simple, grave, sincere;
In doctrine incorrupt; in language plain,
And plain in manner, decent, solemn, chaste,
And natural in gesture; much impressed
Himself, as conscious of his awful charge,
And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds
May feel it too; affectionate in look,
And tender in address, as well becomes
A messenger of grace to guilty men.
The essential qualification of every minister of Jesus is piety. How
can a man utter spiritual truths effectively unless he realizes them in
his own experience? No one doubted the regeneration of brother Swanson.
None failed to discover in him a heart-whole consecration to Jesus. True
character and sound theology are not only evoked by prayer, but are
revealed in it. Who that listened frequently to his devotions was not
convinced that his presence was a power, and was felt, and then his
countenance was elevating, inspiring, consoling. The features displayed
in his ministry were piety, benevolence, prudence, firmness, common
sense, and crucifixion of self and the world. Few had so vigorous faith,
few such wealth of practical holiness. His faith, not his works, brought
this to him. He loved the doctrines of grace, the dear Pauline faith,
unfolded more particularly in Romans and Galatians. He was unusually
clear in the statement of his propositions, and they were fortified by
sound, judicious argument. He had a great aversion to clap-trap, no
relish for sensation, for novelty, for eccentricity, but a genuine
regard for tender, earnest, true emotion. His style was plain, but
strong; his delivery full of solemnity and unction; his manner quiet and
self-possessed--his great soul bounding through all.
He was eminently catholic and evangelical. In his intercourse with
others, he never offensively thrust his opinions forward. He loved
doctrine, but not because held by a sect. He was no dogmatist, no
partisan. No social, denominational or geographical bands girded the
affinities of his soul. So truly honest, he would not rashly assail the
tenets of sincere christians,
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what his own faith had not appropriated, nor urge to a course of conduct
which his own life had not illustrated.
II. AS A PASTOR.
Though his labors as a pastor were brief and frequently intermitted,
they were very useful. He felt that his ministry had been especially
blessed to Christians, notwithstanding there may not have been many
conversions. But, in truth, we know very little about results at
present. The love, and not the reward, of the work was his stimulus to
action.
In the pastorate, his influence was wide-spread and abiding. He moved
from house to house as a godly man, warmly welcomed, greatly beloved,
and gladly leaving his benediction upon all. Such benedictions were
never drudgery to him, who looked upon them as a part of his service to
Christ. It is impossible to calculate their influence.
In matters of discipline, he was firm and faithful, candid and
loving, rigid, yet not vapid. Nothing was allowed to barricade his path
of duty. He loved a small but pure church with more fervor than a large
worldly one.
Many tears will fall on the cheeks of dear saints of God as they
recall his cheerful face, his practical talks, his unctuous prayers and
his timely advice, all combined in hours of mellowed communion. How
gentle, how appropriate, how satisfying was the warmth of his faith, the
depth of his sympathy, the counsel of his heart. A successor in the
pastoral office says: "He was a model christian and a model
preacher." The worthy treasurer of the Georgia Baptist Convention
says: "In the course of my religious life of thirty-six years, I have
known but few christians more devoted and consistent than brother
Swanson."
IN THE RIVER OF DEATH.
For years he suffered with a pulmonary affection, often brought to
the very brink of the grave, yet ever calm, ever trusting. When weak and
languid because of hemorrhage from his lungs, he lay on his bed, half on
earth, half in heaven, while beloved christians gathered around, how
eloquent, how direct, how real was his preaching! With what patience he
page 472 yielded to his
heavenly Father's treatment. How submission gilded the crown of faith!
Into his room the smallest child would glide with confidence, and,
greeted by his smile, would honor him with the gift of sweet flowers, as
symbolic of his spirit. Into that room--during the war it was an "upper
room"--it is remembered well, so well, how often have loved ones
gathered and voiced in melting music the sustained harmonies of his own
soul! Oh, the pathos, the power of a scene like that!
In July, 1869, he had a severe illness, from which he never fully
recovered, though by September he was able to take exercise, to sit up
most of the day, and to visit some. "But before he had gained much
strength, he was attacked with inflammation of the glands of the throat,
terminating in a series of abscesses , which drained his life away and
made him a prey to many ills. He had a cough, too, which troubled his
rest at night." During this time his usual cheerfulness blossomed in
rich fullness.
"On Saturday morning, October 23d, he had a slight hemorrhage, but
felt it a great relief, and all day was very happy, saying afterwards
that it was one of the happiest days of his life." There were slight
attacks of the same on that and the next night, but he was comparatively
comfortable until Wednesday, when, having lain all the morning weak and
still, he felt his purse and said to his wife, "If this prostration is
not the effect of an anodyne, I am very near to death." This was their
first premonition.
"After a sinking spell in the afternoon, his physician and friends
were sent for, only to find that a severe pneumonia was upon him." All
that night his frail, patient, loving wife sat by him to help him, to
refresh him, to comfort him, and to pray for him.
During Thursday, October 28th, he frequently said, "It is
all right--right and wise. My Father knows what is best, and his
will be done! Through Jesus I have the victory, even in his
righteousness. Not in myself, but in him is all my hope." Again: "I
leave it all with him. Lord Jesus, receive my spirit." "I have not one
pain too many." "If I have no ecstacies, I have great peace."
Late in the afternoon of that day
page 473 some friends
fulfilled the idea of Addison, as he said, "Come, see a christian die."
He welcomed them, and said presently, "Open the door!" and
that instant the angels opened the door of paradise, and calmly,
trustfully, peacefully he went over the tide to dwell " In the
christian's home in glory!
By the banks of the Coosa, in the beautiful
cemetery on the hill that overlooks the city of Rome, Georgia, his body
sleeps. His soul, whose triumph is a legacy to believers, a witness to
infidels, and a joy to angels, is 'hid with Christ in God.'"
Thus much by brother Gwin. The author knew "Frank Swanson," as he was
familiarly called, from his early childhood. His parents were excellent
persons, his father (John Swanson,) having been for many years a deacon
of Antioch church, Morgan county, when it was one of the most
flourishing churches in Georgia. His mother was a most exemplary
christian, and several of his brothers and sisters were devoted
followers of the Lamb.
JOHN E. DAWSON, D.D.
As a deeply interesting memoir of this distinguished man, by his
sister, Mrs. A. P. Hill, is now before the public, it is deemed
necessary to give, in this work, only the following brief outline of his
character and services, referring those who may not have read it, to
that excellent memoir, and recommending them to obtain it without delay.
John Edmonds Dawson was born in Washington county, Georgia, March
7th, 1805, and was the second son of Major John E. Dawson, an
intelligent and wealthy farmer, who moved from Virginia to Georgia early
in the present century, and from Washington to Morgan county, where the
subject of this sketch was brought up. For several years he attended
school in Madison, under the instruction of Major Alden, who speaks of
him as a youth of noble mien and fine intellect. He subsequently
attended school at Mt. Zion, Hancock county, under the celebrated Dr.
Beman, where it is thought he did not remain very long. His educational
attainments seem to have been only such as could be acquired in the
academies and high schools of the times. Even at this early age, he was
distinguished
page 474 above his fellows
for his powers of oratory, in which he so greatly excelled in
maturer years. If ever man was born an orator, John E. Dawson was
that man.
At the early age of nineteen he was married to the only daughter of
Mr. John Walker, a wealthy planter of Morgan county, and settled on a
farm adjoining that of his father-in-law, between whose family and Mr.
Dawson there ever existed the kindliest relations.
Though not strictly moral in early life, he was ever the soul of
honor; the very impersonation of integrity. In less than two years
subsequent to his marriage, and early in the great revival of 1827, he
became a hopeful subject of divine grace. At an Association at Antioch
church, Morgan county, (mentioned elsewhere in this work) under a sermon
by Rev. A. Sherwood, he gave the first public manifestation of interest
on the subject of religion, and, before the meeting closed, he obtained
hope in Christ. He and his wife were baptized at Indian creek church,
Morgan county, by Rev. Edmund Shackleford, September 22d, 1827. He at
once became an active and efficient church-member, a leader in
conference and prayer-meetings; but did not commence preaching till the
summer of 1834. His first sermon was delivered at Monroe, Walton county,
during a memorable revival, in which about eighty were baptized. He was
ordained to the ministry at Indian creek church, January 14th,
1835, by a presbytery consisting of Malcolm Johnson, V. R. Thornton and
A. Sherwood.
There was one fact connected with his earlier efforts at preaching,
which should be mentioned. Sometimes, after having taken his text, and
proceeded fifteen or twenty minutes, he would lose all confidence, and
fail or break down. He would generally have a presentiment of such a
result, and, on different occasions, he pressed the writer into the
pulpit with him, that he might finish out the work in which he
apprehended failure. On such occasions, he would seem to his hearers to
be progressing with ease and pleasure, when he would pause, as if
bewildered, and would suddenly take his seat. Ordinary men do not have
such experiences. But John E. Dawson was far from being an ordinary man.
He entered upon his first pastorate at Eatonton, which commenced
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of 1835, in which church a great revival was experienced in the course
of the year. During the same year revivals were also experienced at
Milledgeville, McDonough, Sharon and other places, and Dawson
participated in them all.
He continued in Eatonton only one year, and was called thence to
Columbus, where he commenced his labors in January, 1836, which were
soon interrupted, and finally broken up by the war with the Creek
Indians (in the territory in Alabama adjoining Columbus) which broke out
that year. Having returned to Middle Georgia, his labors, for several
years, were given to Madison, Monticello, Forsyth, etc., till in 1842,
he removed to LaGrange, Troup county, where he became pastor of the
church and principal of a female academy. This double service was
rendered necessary on account of his having a large family to support
and the heavy pecuniary losses he had of late years sustained. His whole
heart, however, was in the ministry; so that the school-room was irksome
to him. In 1843, through the agency of the writer, his school property
was sold to Mr. Milton E. Bacon, and he was once more fully devoted to
the work of the ministry.
From this time forward till laid aside by disease, induced by
excessive labor, all his great powers were devoted to preaching "Christ
and Him crucified." It is safe to affirm that, in those days, as a
popular pulpit orator, he had no peer in the denomination in the State,
nor perhaps in any other denomination. On all occasions, where thousands
assembled to hear the Word, the most prominent positions were assigned
him, and he almost invariably met the expectations of the public.
Sometimes he failed; and when he did so, it was an utter failure. He was
no half-way man in anything. He was John E. Dawson, and no one
else. God had given him such a commanding person as few men possessed; a
voice soft and musical, yet of great compass and power; and a manner and
magnetism that captivated and attracted all who came within their
influence. His grasp of mind was that of a giant; his flow of language
like the rush of a cataract. There was eloquence in the flash of his
eye, in the movements of his body, in the nervous motions of his arms.
Who that ever heard him will forget the power there was in
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But I forbear. Eloquence may be felt, but cannot be described. The
writer recalls instances in which he has seen large audiences more
entirely under his control than he has ever witnessed in the case of any
other public speaker.
After laboring in LaGrange five years, he was again called to
Columbus. He would not accept till he had prevailed on Rev. C. D.
Mallary to take his place. In the early part of 1848 we find him again
at Columbus, where he continued the idolized pastor till 1856, having in
the meantime spent several months in New Orleans, where his
ministrations attracted much attention. His resignation at Columbus was
forced upon him by long-continued affliction, the result, as has been
already said, of excessive labor. When he could no longer preach, he
accepted the position of associate editor with Dr. Henderson, of the
South- Western Baptist, Alabama. He lingered a few months, when
consumption terminated his earthly career, at Tuskegee, in the
fifty-sixth year of his age. His remains are interred at Columbus,
Georgia.
The reader is again recommended to obtain the "Life of John E.
Dawson," by Mrs. Hill.
ADAM T. HOLMES, D. D.
This gifted minister was born in Sunbury, Liberty county, Georgia,
about the year 1803. His father was Mr. James Holmes, a wealthy and
leading citizen of that county. His mother's maiden name was Kell, an
aunt of the distinguished Lieutenant Kell, of the Confederate Navy, an
officer of the Alabama. His brothers were not unknown to fame--Dr. James
Holmes, of Darien, and Captain Isaac Holmes, of Macon, who died in
Mexico. His two sisters were ladies of culture and refinement. His
mother was one of the most devout and godly women the writer has ever
known.
Mr. Holmes enjoyed the best educational advantages the country
afforded. For a time he was a student at Yale College, Connecticut.
Whether he graduated or not, the writer is not informed. He was,
however, an excellent scholar, a highly gifted writer and a fluent and
forcible speaker. His early years were spent in sin and folly, and it
was not until he was about
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that divine grace arrested his course. He was one of the first subjects
of the great revival which was experienced on the coast of
Georgia and South Carolina in 1822, and was baptized at Sunbury, in
November of that year, by Rev. Charles O. Screven. For two or three
years he ran well, was put forward by his brethren in exhortation and
prayer, and promised great usefulness. But, from various causes, he got
into a cold and backslidden state, and for a time was a wanderer from
the fold of Christ. It is with pain the author records this fact in his
friend's history, and it is with pleasure he adds that his restoration
to the church was cordial and permanent.
It was not long after his restoration that he embarked fully in the
work of the gospel ministry, in which he was a faithful laborer the
balance of his life, embracing a period of about forty years. He left
the coast and was engaged in teaching school for a time in Forsyth,
Monroe county. For two or three years he was pastor of the church in
Macon, whence he removed to Houston county. For the balance of his
history, the author acknowledges himself indebted to the gifted pen of
Rev. H. C. Hornady. In a notice of Dr. Holmes, which appeared in the
"Christian Index" soon after his death, (which occurred in Atlanta,
September 29th, 1870,) Mr. Hornady says:
"On the 4th day of July, 1839, the writer, then a boy, was present at
Pine Level Academy, at that time under the superintendence of Rev. Peter
McIntyre, when and where we heard, for the first time, a public address
from Rev. Adam Tunno Holmes. He was then in the full vigor of his mature
manhood, and presented a personal appearance equaled by few and
surpassed by none of his compeers. The address was delivered on the
subject of the 'Temperance Reformation,' and it was so replete with
matured and vigorous thought, that it was subsequently published by
request of the large and intelligent audience then present, and there
are doubtless copies of it still in print. A little previous, the
subject of this notice had been married to Mrs. Nelson, a lady of fine
culture, from the State of South Carolina. She was a member of the
Hampton family, than whom none have a brighter record in that once proud
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still survives, further mention in this connection may not be entirely
appropriate.
"It was about this period that brother Holmes was called to the
pastoral care of two of the most important churches in Houston county,
viz: Perry and Hayneville, which he served with characteristic ability
until 1851, when he was elected to the presidency of the Baptist Female
College at Cuthbert, to which place he removed and entered upon a new
career of usefulness.
"During the autumn of 1846, while the writer was a student at the
Academy at Hayneville, the Rehoboth Association held its session with
the Baptist church at that place, and as there was an unusual amount of
religious interest manifested by the people, the meeting was protracted
for a number of days. In attendance upon the meeting of the Association
were C. D. Mallary, C. F. Sturgis, J. R. Kendrick, Jacob King and Hiram
Powell. On Monday, Rev. J. H. Campbell reached the place from Richland,
in Twiggs county, where he had just closed a revival meeting of great
interest. The writer was then in his minority, and went to the meeting
with mingled feelings of curiosity and respect for the talented
preacher, and on reaching the place found the church filled with a
congregation which appeared unusually serious and attentive. The text of
Mr. Campbell was taken in I. Peter, iv. 18: 'And if the righteous
scarcely be saved, where shall the ungodly and the sinner appear?'
During the delivery of the sermon many poor sinners 'were cut to the
heart,' and it was there, while under deep conviction for sin, that the
writer was brought into intimate relations with Rev. A. T. Holmes, in
whom he found a spiritual adviser every way qualified to guide his
untutored mind to Christ, the friend of sinners; and if it is given to
the departed to know what is occurring on earth, then the spirit of our
departed brother understands what are the feelings of his humble
biographer, and can appreciate the gratitude of one who now trusts for
salvation in the merits of Jesus Christ alone.
"The writer was baptized by brother Holmes, and for five years
enjoyed his pastoral labors and spiritual counsels; and when he was
ordained to the gospel ministry, his beloved brother was present and
preached the sermon on that occasion.
page 479 An acquaintance was
thus formed that ripened into a close and cordial friendship, which, by
the grace of God, continued unbroken until the sacred tie was rudely
severed by the icy hand of the great image-breaker. For these and
similar reasons, the lamented one urged, as his dying request, that his
religious pupil should write the words of affectionate remembrance which
might enshrine his name, as it should meet the tearful eyes of his
fellow-laborers who still linger on these mortal shores; or as it is
handed down, a priceless legacy, to coming generations. In sketching the
life and character of the deceased, those who have ever known the power
of loving religious fellowship will make due allowance for any apparent
exaggeration in the portraiture.
"Adam T. Holmes was an honest man, and, whatever weakness of our
common nature he may have betrayed in other directions, no temptation
was sufficient to draw him from the path of rectitude and moral
integrity. He was possessed of a high degree of courage, both moral and
physical, and was never, therefore, in 'the fear of man, which bringeth
a snare;' nor was he ever found employing the arts of dissimulation in
order to hide his defects, or to escape the responsibility of a
position. His bold, fearless and candid nature qualified him, in an
eminent degree, to set forth and defend the doctrines and practices
which have always been distinguishing features of our denomination; and
he never appeared to better advantage than when, surrounded by those who
held different views, he showed from the scriptures the firm foundations
upon which rested his faith and that of his brethren. Upon what are
usually called the doctrines of grace, his teaching was remarkably clear
and forcible; and never, perhaps, since the days of Andrew Fuller, have
the churches of any pastor been better instructed in the Calvinistic
view of theology than those which were blessed with the labors of our
brother whom these pages commemorate. His members, for solid piety and
active usefulness, had no superiors, as all can testify who were
acquainted with Hugh Lawson, one of the deacons of Hayneville, and
Samuel Felder and ...... Barrett, who sustained the same relation to the
church at Perry. They were men 'full of the Holy Ghost and of
faith,'--men always ready to do good; and we find it difficult to
repress the
page 480 inquiry: When shall
we behold their like again? To the labors of brother Holmes they
doubtless owed much for their symmetrical and well sustained characters
as christian gentlemen, that have made their example so rich a heritage
to the churches which were the scenes of their earnest and useful lives;
and well may they mourn for them, now that they have passed away from
the labors of earth to the reward of the faithful.
Brother Holmes was a man of a high order of intellect, and as he had
enjoyed the advantages for mental cultivation, few men were better
qualified for the arduous and responsible duties of the public ministry;
and the Baptists of Southwestern Georgia are largely indebted to him,
under God, for their present influence and power in the vineyard of the
Lord. While at Cuthbert, he was elected president of Central Institute,
located at Lynchburg, in the State of Alabama, which position he
accepted, but retained it only a short time. While at Lynchburg, he had
something like a paralytic stroke, and it was deemed advisable by his
physicians for him to relinquish his position and rest from active
labors for a time, hoping thereby to restore his shattered health. Soon
after his recovery from this attack, he was called to the pastorate of
the First Baptist church in Atlanta, which relation he sustained for two
or three years, loved and honored by a large and appreciative flock. In
consequence of some disagreement which arose between him and a portion
of the members, he resigned his charge and retired to the town of
Decatur and labored for the churches in the country around, until
compelled by ill health to relinquish the care of churches altogether.
Returning to the city of Atlanta, his health began to improve so that he
was able to resume the active duties of the ministry, and for a time
alternated with Dr. Shaver in supplying the pulpit of the Baptist church
in Newnan. But the seeds of decay were sown in his system, and again, in
consequence of declining health, he was compelled to leave his post and
learn to suffer his Master's will as well as to perform it.
"During his last illness, the writer had several interviews with him,
in which he expressed his unwavering trust in that Saviour whom he had
preached to others, and he looked to the termination of his earthly
career with a calm and cheerful spirit,
page 481 which showed that
when the summons should come, he would be ready 'to wrap the drapery of
his couch about him and lie down to pleasant slumbers.' When he felt his
end drawing near, he sent word to the writer to visit him; but, on
account of other and pressing engagements, a compliance with the request
was impracticable, so that the last scenes of his valuable life must be
drawn from information furnished by others, whose privilege it was to be
present in 'the chamber where the good man met his fate.' In his last
hours, though suffering from difficulty of breathing, he found Jesus
increasingly precious, and he who had been a fellow-laborer with Jacob
King, Hiram Powell, C. A. Tharp, C. D. Mallary, John E. Dawson and James
O. Screven, has gone to join them in 'that land which has no storm;' and
joyful, indeed, must be the meeting and communion of kindred spirits at
the Saviour's blessed feet!
"He is gone--the able minister, the fast friend, the affectionate
husband, the indulgent father--and when these lines are read, there will
be many tearful eyes, for some who once enjoyed his pious labors, or
were his co-workers in the Lord's vineyard, and still linger on these
mortal spheres, will receive their first information that another 'great
man in Israel has fallen,' from this offering of affection and
friendship.
"An aged wife, now widowed and lone--an only son, now fatherless and
sad--will mourn when they miss the manly form and beaming eye of the
departed, but they will sorrow not as those without hope."
N. M. CRAWFORD.
In the "Christian Index" of November 2d, 1871, the following
editorial article by Rev. D. Shaver, D. D., appeared:"
REV. N. M. CRAWFORD, D. D.
"This beloved and revered brother has been taken from us. Perhaps no
announcement of our pen ever carried so keen a sense of pain to so large
a number of hearts as these words must awaken. We share this grief in no
common measure, though our personal acquaintance with Dr. Crawford lies
wholly within the limits of the last few years. Among the highest
page 482 privileges of these
years, we reckon the hours spent with him in the quiet of the room where
we sit now--to see him here, alas! no more! The chief charm of our
intercourse was, not his singular balance and poise of intellect, not
the thorough learning that gave him the tread of a master in every field
of inquiry, not the strong, ripe judgment which had wrestled
prevailingly with all problems of ethics and theology--it was the
equable temper, the dispassionate spirit, the transparent sincerity, the
stainless sense of honor, the gentle affectionateness, breathing through
his utterances from first to last. More than almost any person whom we
have ever known, he withheld no word which christian candor demanded,
and spoke no word which christian charity forbade. Like that queenliest
of graces, true greatness 'vaunteth not itself;' and he was 'clothed
upon' with humility, with freedom from pretension, with childlikeness,
as with a garment. There is a sense in which we may apply to saintly
excellence the Hegelian principle: that 'the ideal is ever striving for
realization, but is never realized;' and who among us that survive more
nearly exemplifies the 'ideal' of this excellence than he whom the Lord
has taken to himself? In whose character is the struggle--the advance
towards its 'realization,' traced in lines more like the Faultless
Original than in his? Not simply to the effect of his instructions when
occupying a chair in the Mercer University, or holding the presidency
over it, is the denomination in the State indebted largely for its
present position; the formative and reproductive influence of his
personal piety--of 'the daily beauty of his life'--wrought still more
potently to this end. But he is gone from us--gone, we cannot question,
to enter upon what his own pen, a few months ago, burdened with the
overpowering blessedness of the theme, characterized, through our
columns, as 'that brighter, purer, richer, nobler, sweeter, grander,
holier, happier life in the great beyond!' Let us follow his steps as he
followed Christ, that we may all meet him in 'the city of the living
God, the heavenly Jerusalem.'"
"Our readers will review with mournful interest the story of his life
as embodied in the following sketch of the address by Rev. A. T.
Spalding, D. D., at the First Baptist Church, Atlanta,
page 483 last Monday
morning, in connection with his funeral solemnities:
"Nathaniel Macon Crawford was born at 'Woodlawn,' near Lexington,
Oglethorpe county, Georgia, March 22d, 1811. His father, Hon. William H.
Crawford, one of the ablest jurists this country ever produced, was that
year re-elected to the United States Senate without opposition. The
boyhood of our brother was spent in Washington City until his thirteenth
year. In his fourteenth year, the family returned to Woodlawn, and in
his fifteenth year he entered the University of Georgia, where he
graduated at eighteen years of age, with the first honors of his class.
He then read law, but never engaged in practice at the bar, though
carrying with him through life the marked benefit of the knowledge of
that science, and of the habit of analysis of words and weighing of
testimony. (In 1834, at the age of sixty-two, his father died of
paralysis, the same disease that has deprived us of his distinguished
son.) Three years later, we find him a professor in Oglethorpe College,
Midway, a faithful servant of Jesus, a member of the Presbyterian
church, a brilliant, gifted young man, who won all hearts to love him.
After the lapse of three years more, he was married, when twenty-nine
years of age, to her who now mourns this the first break in the
household bands.
"We come next to the change in his ecclesiastical relations. His wife
was a Baptist, but the points of difference between the two
denominations never became subjects of discussion or allusion amid the
intimacies of household life. On the birth of their first child, he
determined to make the question of right and duty as to its baptism a
subject of candid, thorough investigation, nothing doubting that he
should find the Presbyterian view supported by the scriptures, and
furnish himself with arguments to overcome the scruples of his wife. To
his surprise, however, on the perusal of our English version, and after
the critical study of the original, infant baptism appeared to him
utterly destitute of warrant from the Word of God. With the fidelity to
principle which marked his entire life, he announced to his companion
his purpose to be himself baptized; and this was the first time the
subject had ever been mentioned between them. To the credit of his
former religious associates, let it
page 484 be recorded, that
this change did not in the least deprive him of their love and esteem.
"It pleased the Lord to call our brother to the ministry of the
gospel while living at the old 'Woodlawn' homestead, and for a year he
served the church at Washington, Georgia, as pastor. He was then
transferred to a larger field, succeeding the senior Dr. William T.
Brantly in the pastorate of the First Baptist Church at Charleston,
South Carolina. After a ministry here of two years, he was elected to
the chair of theology in Mercer University, which he filled with ability
and acceptance for ten years, from 1846 to 1856. During this time, his
Sabbath preaching was never intermitted when able to occupy the pulpit.
He was pastor of Friendship church, Greene county, afterward at
Penfield, at Greensboro, also, and at one time at Shiloh. A great
revival, with more than forty conversions, grew out of a graphic sermon
which he preached at Penfield.
"The first illness of Dr. Crawford occurred in 1851 or 1852, twenty
years ago. While preaching at Lexington, Georgia, he suffered a stroke
of paralysis in the midst of his discourse, and recovered from its
effects only after a long time. From that period he never allowed
himself to throw out his full strength in pulpit labor.
"On the resignation of the venerable J. L. Dagg, D. D., our brother
was elected to the presidency of Mercer University, but soon retired
from the position and accepted the professorship of moral philosophy in
the University of Mississippi, Oxford. After a residence of nearly a
year at this point, in the fall of 1857 he became professor of theology
in Georgetown, Kentucky. In the summer of 1858 he was re-elected
President of Mercer University, and returned to spend seven years at the
head of that institution. In 1865, the war having closed, and there
being great depression in the funds of the University, he accepted the
presidency of Georgetown College, Kentucky, a post which failing health
compelled him to relinquish in June of the present year, when he came,
'with untraveled heart,' to Georgia again, the State of his life-long
love, and the people for whom, through nearly forty years, he never
ceased to pray and labor.
"On the 20th of September last, at the house of his son William,
page 485 near Tunnel Hill,
he was stricken a second time with paralysis. He fainted at the
breakfast table, but rallied, and at the end of a week was better again.
About the middle of October, however, he grew worse, and for four days
was unable to speak. His brother, Dr. Bibb Crawford, of Madison, was
summoned to his side; but the Angel Messenger had called! He breathed
his last on Friday, October 27th, at half-past three o'clock p. m., in
the bosom of his family, and at peace with God and men.
"Dr. Crawford was a man of surpassing talents. His knowledge of
history, philosophy, mathematics, law, ethics, religion, and
ecclesiastical history, was clear and profound. His wisdom made him a
valued counselor in our Associations and
Conventions. His mind was brilliant, his fancy luxuriant, and his
oratorical powers of the first order. His productions as an author have
the savor of the old English works. He was a man of highest moral
excellence, which shone with peculiar brightness in all the
relationships of life. His christian character was not only without a
blemish, but was exalted in an eminext degree. Consecration to Jesus
reigned through his life of untiring industry, of profound humility, of
childlike simplicity, of wide-spread benevolence, adorned withal by a
genial flow of pleasant humor. While we mournfully bend over his sacred
dust, his sanctified spirit has gone to that land of everlasting bliss,
of which he so often and so eloquently spoke. He is now enjoying the
rest of the saints under the shadow of the Great White Throne--nay, let
us rather say, on the bosom of the Redeemer, his and ours."
Dr. William T. Brantly of Baltimore, says:
"My acquaintance with Dr. Crawford began in 1844, shortly after my
first pastoral settlement, and shortly after Dr. Crawford had connected
himself with the Baptist church. Thrown together at an Association in
the country, and occupying the same room and the same bed, we had the
opportunity of exchanging views on a great variety of topics. I must
confess to feeling, at the time, considerable pride in the acquisition
to our ranks of the son of man who, in his day, had been the most
distinguished citizen in the State (the Hon. William H. Crawford,)
page 486 especially when the
son was as distinguished as a scholar as the father had been as a
statesman. In early youth, Dr. Crawford connected himself with the
Presbyterian church. When, however, he became the father of children, he
determined to examine the scriptures, with the view of ascertaining
whether these sanctioned those articles of his church which required the
baptism of infants. He brought to the subject the whole force of his
keen and discriminating intellect; but he could discover no thus saith
the Lord for pœdo-Baptism. Pushing his inquiries further, he became
convinced that nothing is baptism but a 'burial with Christ.' Acting out
his convictions, without conferring with flesh and blood, he presented
himself for membership in the Baptist church most convenient to his
residence. At this time, no layman in the Presbyterian church in Georgia
was more esteemed than he. Professor of mathematics in their college, in
high repute for learning and moral worth, he could have commanded any
office in their gift. But, constrained by principle, he joined a Baptist
church in the country, and thereby relinquished all these prospects.
"Dr. Crawford was soon licensed, and then ordained. He was a pastor
for one year in Washington, Georgia, and the same length of time in
Charleston, South Carolina. He then identified himself with Mercer
University, where, as professor of theology, and subsequently as
President, he passed many years of his life. Prior to the war, he was a
professor for one year in a college in Mississippi, and for about the
same time in Kentucky. In 1865, he became President of Georgetown
College, Kentucky, where he remained until last summer, when he resigned
and returned to his native State.
"Dr. Crawford's scholarship was accurate and extensive. Connected
with the class in which he graduated, in the University of Georgia,
there were young men of decided mental power, and they subsequently made
their marks on their age; but at college he led them all, bearing off
the first honor. The President of the University remarked to the writer
that no young man had ever been connected with the institution who
possessed such remarkable powers for the acquisition af knowledge as did
our departed brother. This scholarship he maintained through life. While
president of the college he could take the
page 487 post of any
professor who was temporarily absent, hearing a recitation in the higher
branches of mathematics, or chemistry, or natural philosophy, or Latin,
or Greek, with as much facility as though it had been the department
specially confided to his care.
"As a preacher, Dr. Crawford did not, ordinarily, equal the
expectations which his acknowledged talent and scholarship had awakened.
There were times, indeed, when he spoke with commanding eloquence and
the most melting pathos. His discourses, too, were uniformly sensible
and instructive. With his piety and attainments they could scarcely have
been otherwise. But his mind did not seem, as a general rule, to grasp
and elucidate his theme with that masterly force which one would expect
from its native vigor. He was often defective in analytical power; he
needed what Horace so aptly terms the lucidus ordo, the shining
order, which invests even common-place thoughts with interest, and
without which the best thoughts produce but little impression. Still, he
was always heard with interest, and must be ranked among the most
popular and effective preachers of his day.
"There was one trait of character for which our brother was
remarkable, and that is candor. No man despised more than did he
misrepresentation or flattery. To his most intimate friends he was
perfectly outspoken on the subject of their faults. When his opinion was
sought about men or things you might be assured that nothing was
exaggerated or suppressed. Correct or incorrect, you heard his honest
sentiments. Charity, too, went hand in hand with his frankness. Without
guile himself, he suspected none in others, unless the proof of its
existence was too obvious to be resisted. His heart was tender and
sympathetic. He was readily touched by the sufferings of others, and he
was always ready to relieve them, so far as his circumstances permitted.
Failing to see him, as had been expected, at our Southern Baptist
Convention in Baltimore, in 1868, I asked him subsequently why he was
not present? 'I fully intended to go,' he replied, 'and had put away
fifty dollars to pay my traveling expenses; but a day or two before the
time of leaving, I received a letter from a friend in distress, begging
me, if possible, to help him a little. So I sent him the fifty dollars
page 488 saved for
Convention expenses, and I remained at home.' Here was an act of charity
which, but for my question, would never have transpired. Many such, I
have no doubt, would be disclosed, were the secret history of our
brother's life given to the world. Strangers and slight acquaintances
might think our brother reserved and reticent, but those who knew him
better found in him a companion most genial and communicative. His
memory was peculiarly tenacious. He seemed always to have at command
everything he had ever read or heard. Though far removed from levity,
his conversations abounded with humor, and he seemed to have an
inexhaustible fund of anecdote or of incident with which to illustrate a
truth or to entertain a friend. When, at some future day, the historian
takes up his pen to do for Georgia Baptists what Dr. Taylor has done for
those of Virginia, Crawford will be remembered as one to whom God gave
intellectual endowments of the first order, and who improved his talents
by assiduous culture, adding to mental qualities moral excellencies
which made him a man of generous soul, of unswerving integrity and
conscientious devotion to the truth as it is in Jesus."
The following letter, addressed to the author, was written in
response to an appeal to him, through the same medium, that he would
write more frequently for the press--urging, among other things, that he
had seen a picture of Dr. Crawford, which showed that he was "getting
old," etc.
A LETTER FROM DR. CRAWFORD.
"Brother Campbell: I have noticed your request in the 'Index,'
and in compliance, I send this letter to the 'Index man,' with
instruction 'if not delivered in ten days,' to forward to Rev. Jesse H.
Campbell, Thomasville, Georgia.
"You say I am 'getting old.' In all your preaching you never said a
truer thing. Yet there is one part of me, at least, that has not
experienced the effect of age, and if you could see a faithful
photograph of my heart you would surely 'recognize' it, for its
affections are as fresh, full and warm as 'in childhood's happy hour.'
'I have, indeed, grown old, and this day week (22d) I celebrated
page 489 my sixtieth
anniversary, on a Kentucky dinner of fish, closing with the favorite
dessert of the season: pancake and molasses. But how mistaken are those
who consider age an evil! 'Length of days is in her right hand, and in
her left hand, riches and honor.' 'With long life will I satisfy him,
and shew him my salvation.' Yet, while God promises long life as a
blessing, and most men desire long life, there is, with many, a feeling
that old age is an evil and a pity for old people. Now, I know of no
reason for such feeling, but the undeniable fact that old age is nearer
death than youth. But does that make old age an evil? If it is truth as
well as poetry, that" 'Death is the gate to endless joys,'
" why should its nearness to the old make age an evil?
"On a delicious May evening, ten years ago, as I was sitting in my
verandah at Penfield, my colleague and friend, H. H. Tucker, came in.
After he was seated, I said, 'I have just been reflecting that I am now
fifty years old, and I would not be a day younger if I could. For now,
even if my life should be extended to the Psalmist's three-score and
ten, I am safely over two-thirds of the pilgrimage. If I should die now,
I would leave my children a name which they could bear without reproach,
and an example which they might follow without shame. And I have no
fears that the good providence, which has hitherto protected me amid
dangers, sustained me in trials and saved me in temptations, will
forsake me till I enter the blessed life.' Such was my feeling and such
my trust then. Since that pleasant evening, ten years have elapsed. How
slowly, yet how swiftly have they passed. A decade unsurpassed in its
momentous history by any equal period since Christ died upon the cross.
In this hemisphere, a territory of near half a million of square miles
trampled by the iron heel of war for four years, and six millions of
people smitten by the iron hand of despotism for six years, and all in
the name of fraternity; while on the other hemisphere, the oldest nation
of Europe, of the proudest history in the past, and which, for eighty
years, has done more for liberty than any other nation of the continent,
was, in six months, devastated and subjugated by the most thoroughly
organized despotism of the old world. The decade has brought
page 490 me to sixty--a
decade full of wretchedness and woe in our national affairs, yet how
tempered, especially to me, with mercies and blessings! And now that I
am a presbuteros in years as well as in office, this bleak March
day, sitting by my comfortable coal fire in Kentucky, I repeat to you
what, ten years ago, in the shades of a May evening, breathing the sweet
odor of roses, I said to brother Tucker: 'I would not be a day younger
if I could.'
"Ten more milestones have been marked off in my journey of life, and
ten stations nearer to the city above. And if these ten years of war,
and blood, and cruelty, and tyranny have, after all, by His grace, been
years of so much enjoyment here, what may we not hope in the blessed
hereafter. We have not lost, but passed, ten years of life here, and are
so much nearer that brighter, purer, richer, nobler, sweeter, grander,
holier, happier life in the great beyond. These are feelings, hopes,
confidences common to you and me, and many others, whose forms and names
come rushing to my eyes and heart. Can that old age be an evil which
fills the mind and heart with thoughts and emotions like these?
"But though age is no evil, sickness is; and I have been sick, and am
not well yet. In December, a cold and cough caught me. As the
winter advanced, the cough became worse, and I was confined to the house
all the month of February. I am now better. Happily, the spring has been
milder than usual, and the season is three weeks in advance of what is
common. Every pleasant day improves my health. 'Doctor's truck,' as the
'beloved physician,' (Dr. W. B. Crawford, his brother) calls it, does me
no good. Instead of cod liver oil, I have been, and am still, taking
(for dinner) broiled middling, (streak of lean and streak of fat.) Under
this regimen, with pretty weather, I am gaining strength rapidly, and my
cough does not trouble me at all when quiet, though a little exercise
brings it on. It is nearly four months since I preached, and I have
thought that, perhaps, my preaching days are over. I recollect that Dr.
Olin, the greatest man the Methodist church ever produced in this
country, said that he had two great struggles in this life. The first
was, when he got his own consent to give up the world to be a preacher
for Christ, and the last when, in consequence
page 491 of broken health,
he could yield to the providence which silenced him in the pulpit. I had
no such trials in entering the ministry, having glided into it so
insensibly that I was a preacher almost before I knew it. Nor, if it is
God's will to silence me, shall I have any struggle in submitting. I
have never felt any anxiety or uneasiness about a field of labor,
confident that, if the Lord had work for me to do, He would send me
where it was to be done. Under this conviction, I have lived and
labored. With this conviction, I shall still labor, if called to labor,
or be still, if called to be still. The Lord knoweth.
"So, my dear brother, I have complied with your request. My
communication is all about myself; you will read it with no less
interest on that account. If the 'Index men' think it unsuitable to
their paper, they will forward it to you.
"To all who may read it, I beg leave to sign it as their friend and
brother in Christ Jesus,
" N. M. Crawford.
"March 29, 1871."
"
The foregoing letter is believed to be the last article from the pen
of Dr. Crawford that was ever published. His health soon grew worse, and
he "ceased from his labors."
A few additional remarks by the author, and this brief sketch must be
closed. Dr. Crawford ever seemed to preach under restraint,
owing, doubtless, to his consciousness of danger from paralysis, an
attack of which he had in early life, and from a renewal of which he
finally died. On a few occasions, however, the author heard him when
this habitual restraint was overcome. In a sermon delivered at Albany
during an Association, a large congregation was swayed, melted,
overwhelmed by his eloquence in a manner that he has seldom seen
equaled, and never surpassed, by any preacher. During a session of the
Georgia Baptist Convention at Newnan, he followed the missionary,
Buckner, in an appeal for the Indians of surpassing power and pathos,
though he spoke only about twenty minutes. The effect was such that,
before he closed, his hearers, almost en masse, rose from their
seats and, pressing towards a table near which he was standing, threw
their contributions upon it, amounting to about fifteen hundred
dollars. He had all the elements
page 492 of a powerful
speaker, but dared not give them free scope.
Dr. Crawford was "of a meek and quiet spirit." A newspaper
correspondence, on an exciting subject, was progressing between him and
a distinguished brother of an imperious and fiery temper. A friend wrote
to Crawford, cautioning him against being provoked to bitterness or
undue severity. He replied in a spirit of meekness, thanking his friend
for his faithfulness, and adding, in substance, "I am guarding the point
upon which you warn me; and, as you are such a wife-man yourself, I will
tell you how: I have promised my wife to submit all my articles to her
for revision, and, of course, there is no danger of my publishing
anything harsh." And so it turned out. By the use of soft words
and hard arguments, he fairly demolished his antagonist.
He delighted in the company of his friends, and entertained them with
princely hospitality. Who ever felt otherwise than welcome and at ease
in Crawford's house? And as a guest among his friends, he was one of the
most agreeable and fascinating of men. In his manners, there was
familiarity without bluntness, dignity without pretension, and gravity
without austerity. He was, indeed, "a gentleman of the old school," ever
more concerned for the enjoyment of others than for his own. The author
can safely affirm that he has never known a more perfect character.
In stature, he was below the medium height, of symmetrical form, full
head of black curling hair, and sparkling dark eyes.
JOHN H. CLARK.
"The subject of this sketch was the son of William and Mary Clark, of
Putnam county, Georgia, and was born on the 30th of November, 1796. The
father, William Clark, was a man without reproach, a most excellent
citizen and worthy member of the Baptist church. The mother, Mary Clark,
was a member of the same church, and one of the most pious and exemplary
women of her day. Her life was a constant commentary on the truths and
efficacy of the christian religion. Her maiden name was Harvey. She
belonged to an extensive family of
page 493 that name, who, by
inter-marriage, connected themselves with many of the leading names of
this State. She was not simply a professor of religion, but a worker,
and in all the relations of life she illustrated all the christian
graces. She departed this life on November 8th, 1830, in the full
assurance of faith. Her husband, who had been led to the Saviour by her
godly life, was overwhelmed by the sad event and expressed an earnest
desire to follow her. His wish was gratified, and the Lord took him to
himself on the 16th of January, 1831, two months and a half after the
death of his consort.
"The sons of this family were Jeremiah, John, James and Benjamin. The
only daughter was Charity, who married Jones Kendrick. They spent the
last quarter of their lives in Houston county. She was also a devoted
and highly prized member of the Baptist church, and her works live after
her. She finished her course and went up higher in August, 1867, some
four months after the death of her brother John, the subject of this
sketch.
"John Harvey Clark, the subject of this memoir, was born in Greene
county, and, when in his infancy, his father moved to Putnam county,
then a wilderness. He is supposed to be among the very first settlers of
that county. The lands were granted by the State after he came. He
bought a settlement on Little river and built a neat, comfortable house,
where he resided up to the time of his death. The country was new and
rough, and the means of education very limited. The boys had to work on
the farm, and going to school was only an occasional occupation. Still
something in this way was done, and means were provided to furnish some
of the children with more than ordinary advantages. John, however, did
not enjoy these advantages. He was a plough-boy, and his schooling was
confined to a slight knowledge of the usual elementary branches. In
early life he inter-married with Elizabeth, the daughter of James
Kendrick, who still survives him--a woman of slight educational
advantages, but of fine personal appearance, and of marked and decided
character. Industrious to a fault, with sound practical sense, great
fortitude, and of rare determination, self-reliance and courage. With
limited means, she has had the care of a large family on her hands, but
failure in no
page 494 sense has ever
resulted from want of fidelity and untiring energy on her part. She has
ever been a toiler, and her toils, which but few women could stand, have
not been in vain. In comparative health, having passed her threescore
and ten, she is descending the plane of life with mind clear and
unclouded, and her trust in God firm and unshaken. In a few more years
at most, she will enter "that rest" which is reserved for the faithful,
toiling followers of the Saviour.
"The subject of this sketch was a farmer, and the manhood of his life
was spent in that avocation. It cannot be said that he was a successful
farmer. For a man of his means and large family, his habits were too
expensive. He ever kept open house for the accommodation and comfort of
all comers, and in this respect his hospitality was extravagant. No one
ever failed to find shelter under his roof, and no one ever called on
him in vain for help. He sold corn to his needy neighbors at fifty cents
a bushel, and bought the same season at one dollar a bushel. He joined
the Baptist church some ten years after marriage, and from that time to
the day of his death, his house was a home for ministers of all
denominations and for every penniless man and woman. It was utterly
impossible for him to resist appeals, and he gave, when, by so doing, he
put in jeopardy the comfort of his own family. He would divide the last
loaf with the beggar, who would smile at his liberality. When he resided
in Putnam county, on meeting-days his house was thronged with people.
The dinner table was spread from noon until night. As soon as the
preaching was over, he would make it a special business to see all
visitors and invite them home with him. And nearly all went. This
excessive liberality was too great for his limited means, and he was
compelled to forego it in after years. If it was a fault, it proceeded
from the best of motives. He loved everybody and wanted to make them
comfortable, and delighted in social enjoyments. His heart was a well of
human kindness, ever springing up, and then overflowing. His servants
were spoiled by this excessive kindness, and his children would have
been endangered from the same source but for the strong hand and
disciplinary power of the mother. He harbored malice toward none, and if
he ever became angry, the sun went not down on his wrath.
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"He joined the Enon Baptist church, Putnam county, about the year
1828, and was baptized by Rev. James Henderson. This was before the
great division of the Baptist family into mission and anti-mission
bodies. When the division took place, Enon church allied herself with
the anti-mission movement as a member of the Ocmulgee Association. Soon
thereafter he withdrew, and with a few others worshiped in the
neighborhood at a school-house under the patronage of the Eatonton
church. The nucleus of a church was gathered together under the ministry
of Rev. J. H. Campbell, who was then a young man, and labored with great
zeal and efficiency in building up the Baptist interest in that region.
"Ramoth church was formed out of such elements as had left Enon and
such others as had professed a faith, and Mr. Campbell was chosen
pastor. The subject of this sketch was one of the deacons. The relation
between pastor and deacon was ever harmonious, as he can testify, and he
can bear witness to the zeal of the deacon, for they were ever fast
friends and co-laborers in the vineyard. He entered the ministry late in
life--at least when the prime of his manhood was past, with but few
advantages and but a remote prospect of success. But from the time of
his giving himself to the pastoral work up to within a short time of his
death, and until feeble health compelled him to desist, he labored
zealously and earnestly for the Master and the good of souls. For
several years his labors were given to Putnam, Jones and Baldwin
counties. In 1854 he removed with his family to Houston and served
churches in that county, Macon, Dooly and Lee. It cannot be said that he
was an able preacher. He never laid claim to any such pretensions. His
previous occupation, his limited education and his advanced age,
precluded all such aspirations. All his aim was to do good and be an
humble instrument of winning souls to Christ. In this respect, it may be
said that he was successful in an unusual degree. The churches prospered
under his ministry, and many souls were added to them. Many are now
living in the several counties named who owe their conversion, under
God, to his efforts, and the remembrance of the deceased pastor is dear
and precious to them. He was ever willing for others to wear the
page 496 crown, and envied
no man his greatness. Hence he was highly esteemed for his labors.
"This is the humble pastor's reward--to labor faithfully in the
vineyard and win souls to Christ. The honors of the world, the applause
of multitudes, do not seduce them from this work. Their best efforts are
subject to criticism, but if they present the cross so as to awaken
sinners and induce them to come to Christ, great is their reward. The
poor husbandman who has toiled for the Master, with but few of the
praises of men to cheer him, when he enters at last into his rest,
bringing his sheaves with him, can thank God that his labors have been
blessed--can present them as trophies of his victory in the name of
Christ, and shout unceasing anthems of redeeming grace.
"The subject of this sketch died on the 23d of April, 1867. His
health was quite feeble for months before his decease, so much so as to
debar him from active work, and from all work toward the close. A very
few days before his death, in answer to a letter of inquiry from a
member of his family about his spiritual condition, in view of the great
change which must soon take place, he said that he had nothing to
commend him to the Saviour--that he was a poor sinner, without merit and
without claim on the divine favor, and that he relied solely on the
Saviour, and that all hopes of salvation were in his blood. In a few
days he passed away. The message came at night, and within a few hours
death claimed him as his own. But his works follow him, and his name and
his fame are still fresh in the hearts of his brethren with whom he was
associated.
"Judge James M. Clark, of Americus, an eminent civilian and worthy
christian gentleman, is a son of his, and all the members of his family
are highly respectable."
DR. CULLEN BATTLE.
The name of Dr. Cullen Battle is entitled to a place in this
record of Georgia Baptists. Though for a number of years a citizen of
another State, and not a minister of the gospel, yet his long residence
in Georgia, and his prominent connection with the early movements of the
denomination, his liberal support
page 497 of our institutions
and his unabated interest in all our enterprises, identify him closely
with the Baptists of this commonwealth.
Dr. Battle was born in Edgecombe county, North Carolina, March
11th, 1785. An old family record furnishes the following information of
his ancestry: About the year 1700, William Battle emigrated from
England to Virginia. Like most of the English settlers in that famed old
commonwealth, he was a member of the Church of England. His son
Elisha, however, married and removed to Edgecombe, North Carolina,
and became a Baptist. He was a man of great strength of character and
piety, and exerted an extensive influence. The youngest of his six sons
was Dempsey, the father of the subject of this sketch. Dempsey
Battle had three sons, Cullen, Andrews and John. The two
elder were educated as physicians, the youngest was killed by an
accident. Cullen Battle received his medical education at the
University of Pennsylvania, and was an enthusiastic disciple of the
eminent physician and patriot Benjamin Rush. After several years of
successful practice in his native State, he retired from the profession
to prosecute his constantly increasing agricultural interests.
He was twice married: first to Miss Elizabeth, sister of his
cousin, James S. Battle, who survived the marriage but twenty
months; and secondly to Miss Jane Lamon, of Wake county, who has
been spared to be a life-long companion. Dr. Battle removed from North
Carolina to Powelton, Hancock county, Georgia, in 1818. There he
professed faith in the Saviour and was baptized in 1827 by the great and
good Jesse Mercer, his wife having been baptized three years
before by the same minister. In Powelton he took a deep interest in the
cause of Christ, became at once an active and useful church member,
leading in every good work, serving faithfully in the office of deacon,
and being, in every place, an example of christian integrity, activity,
fidelity and liberality. His large means enabled him to exercise a
generous hospitality, and his house was ever open to friend and
stranger. When a traveling minister chanced to pass through Powelton--and
the village in those days was on the highway of travel--he went directly
to the house of brother Battle, where he was sure to find a warm welcome
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and comfortable home. Dr. Battle was an enthusiastic friend of
education. He was prominently identified with the management and control
of the fine academies for which Powelton, in those early days, was
famous; and Mercer University never had a warmer or more generous
friend. He stands next to Mercer himself, on the list of contributors to
this noble institution. He was also ever an ardent friend and
contributor to the missionary cause, the Bible cause, the Sunday-school
cause, the temperance cause, and the cause of evangelizing the slave
population in our midst. Though an unshaken believer in the scriptural
and moral rightfulness of the "peculiar institution," he always held it
to be the duty of masters to give to their slaves the bread of life. His
own very large family of blacks never lacked for the ministration of the
word, and when no regular preacher was at hand, he would himself
proclaim, with earnestness and power, the everlasting gospel. If ever a
master did the full measure of his duty as a Christian instructor to his
slaves, that man was Cullen Battle. For years and years, it was his
custom to gather the blacks of the community together on every Sabbath
afternoon and teach them the truth as it is in Jesus. His instructions
combined the soundest evangelism with the highest lessons of morality
for their daily lives and their intercourse with each other.
He was never in favor of restraining them from acquiring the
rudiments of education. The writer has often heard him denounce the laws
and the public sentiment which forbade them to learn to read and write.
Indeed, it is well known that these restrictions were forced upon the
Southern people by the fanatical course pursued by the abolitionists of
the North, and but for this ill-advised interference, no prohibitory
statutes of this kind would ever have been found in our Codes.
Dr. Battle removed from Powelton to Eufaula, (then Irwinton,)
Alabama, in the year 1836. At this time the Creek Indians had not left
Alabama, and often gave much trouble to the early settlers. Dr. Battle
did not escape the misfortunes incident to a home among these savages.
More than once, by the sudden incursions of these treacherous foes, his
property was destroyed and crops abandoned. But his characteristic
energy,
page 499 under heaven,
triumphed over obstacles and reverses, and his affairs prospered.
Soon after reaching Eufala [Eufaula], he became anxious to see a
church established in that young but growing place. In company with the
lamented General Reuben C. Shorter and others, a church was constituted
in 1838, and by the active efforts of these brethren, under the blessing
of God, it became a power in the community. Having been blessed with the
ministry of Tryon, Pattison, Matthews, Henderson, McIntosh, Van Hoose,
Reeves, Wharton and Kinnebrew, it has grown to be one of the largest and
most influential churches in Alabama. And yet we hazard nothing in
saying, that to no human instrument is more of its solid prosperity due
than to deacon Cullen Battle.
In 1853 he removed to Tuskegee, Alabama, where he again became
conspicuous for christian enterprise and benevolence. He was one of the
chief contributors to the East Alabama Female College, which for so many
years dispensed the benefits of education to the daughters of Alabama.
He aided also, to a large extent, in the erection of the beautiful and
costly house of worship in that town. Here, as in Eufala [Eufaula] and
Powelton, he seemed to feel a special responsibility for the religious
culture of the blacks, and scarcely a Sunday afternoon passed by that
did not find him actively engaged in teaching them the scriptures.
Every good cause commended itself at once to his liberality. In the
subscription books of the agencies of every branch of christian
benevolence, his name was often inscribed with amounts annexed,
testifying to the largeness of his heart and the profuseness of his
benefactions.
But war and desolation came on, and his old age has been saddened by
the privations that have been his lot since the close of hostilities.
His immense estate has been scattered to the winds, and his chief regret
is that he can no longer contribute to those objects which formerly
claimed not only his heart but his purse. But his deeds are not
forgotten. His works of faith and labors of love have already produced
harvests of blessing, and are treasured in the book of remembrance. Yet
he claims no merit for these, believing that he
page 500 only did what it
was his duty to do, and that, after all, he is but an unprofitable
servant.
Dr. Battle has just passed his eighty-ninth birthday, and, happy in
the companionship of the devoted partner of his bosom, in the society of
his only daughter, with whom he is now living in Eufala [Eufaula], and
in the hope of a blessed immortality through the merits of a crucified
and risen Saviour, he is tranquilly passing the days that yet remain to
him on earth, awaiting the summons to join the hosts that have already
crossed the flood, in the glorious city of our God. Like a shock of corn
fully ripe, he is ready to be gathered to the garner of the skies.
Dr. Battle has three children living, viz: Mary J. Shorter, (widow of
that noble statesman, jurist and christian, ex-Governor John Gill
Shorter,) Rev. Archibald J. Battle, D. D., the present President of
Mercer University, and Major-General Cullen A. Battle, ex-officer of the
Confederate States Army. A promising son, Junius Kincaid Battle, died at
the age of twenty-one, a year after his marriage.
Dr. Andrews Battle, next younger brother of the subject of our
sketch, died in LaGrange, Georgia, in 1842. He was noted for his modest
piety and christian integrity--a saint-like man, beloved of all who knew
him.
Notes
- 1. Mr. Daniel
Marshall.
- 2. This was
the very individual before whom Daniel Marshall appeared for trial
when arrested for preaching in the parish of St. Paul. Soon after
this, Colonel Barnard, though he retained his connection with the
Church of England, became a decided friend of Mr. Marshall and the
Baptists. He spoke of them very favorably to Sir James Wright, the
Governor. He invited Mr. Botsford to his house, and was the one who
first requested him to preach at Kiokee. Though he was an eccentric
character, yet Mr. Botsford regarded him as a good man, and observes
that he died in a most triumphant manner.
- 3.
[Distinguished Baptist preachers of the Separate Order.
- 4. Mr.
Middleton is honorably mentioned in "Mills' Statistics of South
Carolina," as an officer of great energy, and whose services against
the Indians will never be forgotten." Those baptized were relatives
of Mr. Middleton.
- 5. Dr.
B. Manly, Sr.
- 6. Mr.
Mercer is here described as he appeared in Virginia, in 1791, in
company with Jeremiah Walker, in the time of a great controversy
respecting doctrinal points.
- 7. His son, A.
E. Reeves.
- 8. Rev.
Josiah S. Law.
- 9.
[See Benedict and Botsford's life.](GB0027.GB0027.083)
- 10.
Rev. Josiah S. Law.
- 11. It was
burned to the ground by Federal soldiers during the late war.
- 12. On
a baptismal occasion, during the revival that year, the pastor,
Jonathan Davis, was (without knowing it,) timed by a
distinguished lawyer, a Presbyterian, according to whose watch over
sixty were baptized by Davis in less than fifteen minutes. "At that
rate the twelve apostles"--this was the comment of the jurist--"on
the day of Pentecost, would have baptized the whole three thousand
in a little over an hour;" and he went on his way unbaptized.
- 13. The
last time he met with the Board of Trustees of Mercer University
will never be forgotten by those who were present. As he entered the
room, the members simultaneously rose to their feet and pressed
around him, endeavoring in vain to restrain their tears. It was the
last time some of us ever saw him.--[ Author.
- 14.
Rev. N. M. Crawford.
- 15. He knew
that Milner was serious on the subject of religion.
- 16. Now
a preacher.
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