and the other of continuing (which is the greater),— he chooses the least. It is matter of regret that we have had to enter into a controversial detail on this unimportant lecture; but duty demands it, inasmuch as the servants of God must not be maligned, unnoticed and without vindication, and at the expense, too, of their Christian character, -a character which is essential to give weight and power to their ministrations. However, notwithstanding Mr. Macintosh's professed superior knowledge and judgment upon the revival of religion in Huddersfield, and his impositions upon a credulous multitude, the Rev. James Caughey and his coadjutors will not, in the ultimate, sustain any injury; and the time will arrive and, we hope, ere long-when every species of 'ism' contrary to the blessed Gospel will hide its baneful head, and be compelled to give scope and universal power to the bright Sun of Righteousness, and to the operations of that Spirit which 'enlighteneth every man that cometh into the world.' On Friday evening week, Mr. Caughey being laboring at Holmfirth, the pulpit at Queen-street Chapel was occupied by Edward Brooke, Esq. His text was, 'And now I say unto you, Refrain from these men, and let them alone: for if this counsel or this work be of men, it will come to naught: but if it be of God, ye cannot overthrow it; lest haply ye be found. to fight against God;'- and he descanted very fully upon the work of the Apostle, and the admirable reasoning of the wise Doctor of the Law, Gamaliel. From a Correspondent. "The unsuccessful attempt of Mr. Macintosh and his clique to malign and bring Mr. Caughey into disrepute has proved very successful in raising him, more than ever, into celebrity and reputation, and the people are now going to hear and judge for themselves. The con gregations last week were unusually large; in fact, on Tuesday evening the chapel was crowded. Mr. Caughey preached to the young on Tuesday and Wednesday evenings, on Thursday on the Judgment Day, and on Friday on Holiness." CHAPTER XXVI. EXTRACTS FROM THE JOURNAL. WE continue our extracts from Mr. Caughey's unique journal. March 17th, Monday morning. - Satan suffered great loss yesterday. There were about sixty converted, and thirty sanctified, besides many children from eight to four teen years of age. It is a blessed sight to see so many heads of families entering into life, and here and there a gray head. But my heart rejoices to behold Jesus winning possession of these young souls! Congreve speaks well of early virtue, its pleasures and its advantages: "YOUTH doth a thousand pleasures bring, Which from decrepid age will fly; RELIGION has pleasures by the thousand; but it is in youth, like morning flowers, that they are enjoyed in all their freshness and sweetness. There is a great melting down among sinners. Of many it may be said, as of Jerusalem of old, "She weepeth sore in the night, and the tears are on her cheeks." It is easy preaching now, though my health is so shattered. Sinners seem to say "Make haste, and take up a wailing for us, that our eyes may run down with tears, and our eyelids gush out with waters."-Jer. 9: 18. As one remarked, "Sugar laid in a damp place turns to water; so all the sugared joys and pleasures of sinners turn to the water of tears at last." Well, thank God, the "at last" has happened here, and not in a hopeless hell, where there is weeping, and wailing, and gnashing of teeth, as Jesus declares. Queen-street Chapel is a dampening place, just now, for sinners; a great place for turning the sugared joys of sin into the salt tears of repentance. It is a hell to some, as yet,and yet thousands and thousands crowded in and around the place last night. And there were the tears that told of sins forgiven. Hallelujah! But, alas! what could we do to comfort such weeping and alarmed multitudes, if we had no Jesus, no Christ crucified to preach unto them? March 22d, Saturday afternoon.- Last night on Holiness, the usual theme on Friday night; great results. Praise our God in Christ! Weak in body. Open air, out-door exercise, is doing me good. A little grove, near town, has been my walkingplace lately; but a "trespass-board" has suddenly glared among the trees, threatening law and penalty against trespassers! Poor gentleman! if we had you in America, its mighty forests might, possibly, give your heart a sense of larger room! It is well, I suppose, to take good care of trees, where they are not over plentiful. The "warning" has no reference to me, in particular, I suppose; however, must keep the highway now. But I am fond of solitary places, where one can "walk back and forward" for exercise and meditation, without being stared at. But let it be so; one is never at a loss for garden, park or grove, if possessed of the PARADISE of a good CONSCIENCE! Into this one may enter any time, in company with memory, and thoughts and affections, like angels and seraphs! nor ever look out for "trespass-boards," where one may walk, and sing, or pray, or shout the praises of our God, or listen to music within sweeter than all the birds of song. Conscience is a bird of Paradise, and is a sweet singer when all is well with it, gives the soul a festival longer than that given by King Ahasuerus in Esther's time.- Esther 1. He who called a prison the paradise of a good conscience realized the sweetness of its music; and so also did he who compared it to a bird that can sing in a cage. Paul and Silas had a great time of it in the prison of Philippi,— Acts 16,- backs bleeding from many stripes, and feet fast in the stocks; but conscience sang melodiously within; nor could their tongues be silent, for they held a concert at midnight. O that we had their hymns and tune! We may, possibly, in heaven. The concert ended with an earthquake that shook the prison to its foundations and their feet out of the stocks, threw open the prison-doors, and loosed the bands of every prisoner. It was a great time, and the jailer, wife and family, were converted before morning, and Paul and Silas had their stripes washed by the happy converts. Thank God for music, both of conscience and voice! and thank God for earthquakes following, proclaiming liberty to those that are bound,—as at this day, even in Huddersfield! A Fort Royal of strength is a happy conscience to an active minister of Jesus! He whose heart dances to the music of a reconciled and triumphant conscience, a sinner saved by grace, is sure to see prison-doors opened, and mountainous obstacles skipping like rams, and little hills like lambs, seas of difficulties fled, Jordan driven |