■ £ 5^ BP * '> J? - J l ^ * 5, ^ - *"_ » ..#'% * '^ ^ FRENCH MISSION LIFE ; OR, SKETCHES OF REMARKABLE CONVERSIONS AND OTHER EVENTS AMONG FRENCH ROMANISTS IN THE CITY OF DETROIT; FIVE LETTEES TO THE ROMAN CATHOLIC BISHOP RESIDING IN THAT CITY. BY REV. THOMAS CARTER. TKtxo^Qoxk : PUBLISHED BY CARLTONT & PORTER, 200 MULBERRY-STREET. 1857. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1856, by CARLTON & PORTER, in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the Southern District of New-York. INTRODUCTION. I have never liked reading a long intro- duction, and my reader will therefore ex- cuse me from the task of writing one. The incidents of the following sketches occurred, with five or six exceptions, in the city of Detroit during the time I was pastor of the French congregation in that place, a Church in the meantime having been organized by me under the direction of the Missionary Society of the Methodist Episcopal Church. Several of them have appeared in the columns of the Christian Advocate and Journal, and, as I could not help learning, have been extensively read. 4 INTRODUCTION. Subsequent particulars are added in this work, with new narratives never be- fore published ; and the whole are now put in this form, in the hope that they may serve to encourage Christians in the great work of spreading Scriptural holiness, and perhaps interest the heart of some one far from Christ, and induce him to turn and live. CONTENTS. PAGE THE AGED CONVERT 7 THE CONVERTED ROMANIST 11 THE DYING: ROMANIST 14 THE PROBATIONER 19 THE MERITS OF CHRIST ALONE 26 THE QUESTION DECIDED 28 THE TWO FRIENDS 34: THE CONTRAST 39 CONVERTING POWER OF THE SCRIPTURES 43 THE SHEAVES COMING 49 MAMMON VS. RELIGION 51 DISAPPOINTED HOPES... 54 AN UNEXPECTED INTERRUPTION 58 ROMANIST SCHOOLS — AN ILLUSTRATION OF THEIR EFFECTS 63 A PRIEST'S TESTIMONY AS TO ROMANIST VOTES AND RO- MANIST SCHOOLS 70 THE SINCERE ROMANIST 81 ISABEL 86 MATHDLDE 90 ARE YOU FAITHFUL TO YOUR CLASS-MEETINGS? 92 6 CONTENTS. PAGE THE HUMILITY OP BISHOP HEDDING 96 A JUDGMENT OP GOD i 97 HOW SISTER LE BLANC WAS CONVERTED 100 A SUDDEN DESTRUCTION 105 THE DYING SINNER 107 A FRENCH COUNT 109 JOSEPH AND HIS FATHER 112 SYSTEMATIC GIVING 122 LETTERS TO THE BISHOP OP DETROIT 127 CONCLUSION 167 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. THE AGED CONVERT. It was a beautiful sight to me, that old man, as he stood before the altar and responded to the questions contained in our baptismal form. There was such a deep and marked solemnity in his appearance and in his tone of voice, that his answers impressed every- one with the fact that he was in earnest. It is always affecting to see the extremes of life yielding to Christ. It is touching to see the little child coming to him ; but it is thrilling to behold the old sinner, who, you expected, was hardened, and almost forsaken of God, bowing down before the Saviour, whom he has so long neglected. But the case I have referred to is one of peculiar interest. That 8 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. old man was born and brought up in a Church which taught him that when he was baptized he was a Christian; and in that Church, the Church of Rome, he lived until he was sixty-three years of age. At that time he commenced attending our French mission, and as soon as he began to hear the word of God explained, a new interest seemed to be awakened within him. He spoke English very imperfectly. The French was his native language ; and as I read or expounded the Gospel in his own tongue, he seemed to drink in every word, like a thirsty man. 'Not being able to read, (and this is too often the case with the French Canadians), he was evidently endeavoring to find out as much as he could of the way to God by the sermons which I preached. I frequently visited him at his house ; and when I read a passage to him, it is impossible to describe the interest he manifested in its sacred truths. He had had a Bible in the house for a long time, though neither him- self, nor his wife, nor his son, could read. The way it came into his possession was sin- THE AGED CONVERT. V gular enough. One of the priests of the Romish Church had handed it to his son, telling him to destroy it ; he had brought it home, and it had been for years in the house. "I often said to myself," his wife remarked to me one day, " I'll put that devil-book in the fire ; but something kept me from it." And so it had continued lying about until now God had brought it into use. One day he told me that God had con- verted his heart, and he wished to become a member of our Church ; and, as I remarked at the commencement, it was a beautiful sight to me, the old man, when he stood up to be baptized,* as he thus openly renounced the world and the errors of his more early years. About four months passed, during which time his regularity and faithfulness to the class and prayer meetings were observed by every one; observed particularly, because sometimes he had hardly the strength to • I do not re-baptize persons who come to us from the Church of Rome, except at their special request. In this case it was requested. 10 FKENCH MISSION LIFE. walk from his house to the Church ; and his tottering steps and trembling voice gave unmistakable evidence of the effort which it cost him to get there. And then he laid down that feeble frame ; and before his six months' probation were up in the Church below, I have no doubt God took his glorified spirit to the Church above. He seemed to have no fear of death, no fear of the future, but a calm, sweet, steady resting upon the power and willingness of Christ to save his soul ; and thus he left us. And although two years have fled since that old man passed away, yet my eyes fill with tears as I remember his faithfulness, his prayers, his exhortations ; and my heart fills with joy at the thought that I shall soon meet him among the ransomed of God. Can it be possible? How transporting the thought ! Brother De L has been two years with Christ, and now sees him as he is. Glory to God ! I shall soon follow him. THE CONVERTED ROMANIST. 11 THE CONVERTED ROMANIST. " I will give nothing to the devil's Church." Thus spoke a middle-aged French Soman Catholic of Detroit, when applied to for a small contribution toward the erection of the German Methodist Episcopal Church which now stands on the corner of Beaubien and Croghan streets in the city above named. Brought up in the Church of Home, he had arrived some years previously in Detroit, which was now his residence ; and here, in every new Protestant Church planted in a city which was once the undisputed home of Eomanism, he beheld a new engine of Satan's power, and did not hesitate to ex- press it openly. And yet there were some things good in that plain-spoken man. Tears before he had become a bold advocate of total absti- nence, and while spirituous liquors were almost universally used among his country- men, he was fearless in denouncing them. 12 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. And though prejudiced in his religious views, yet he would, with candor, listen to others; and whatever he believed, he was certainly sincere in that belief. One day a gentleman handed him a New Testament in French. He looked at it, took it home, and began to read it. He had not one single Protestant relative. His wife, his children, his parents, were all of the Church of Rome. His Testament, therefore, was read in secret, and as he read he became interested in it. It seemed new to him, and yet it was just like dim thoughts which had crossed his mind in early years when God's Spirit moved upon his heart in the midst of outward superstition. He began at night to steal away to hear Protestant sermons, and became earnest in seeking the living way. On one occasion, as he read his Testament, he came to the passage, " Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest." Here his mind seemed to fasten. Our blessed Redeemer applied this passage with power to his heart. His wife THE CONVERTED ROMANIST. 13 soon became partner in his feelings, and together they sought, now in this Church, now in that, some spiritual guidance. One Sabbath morning they entered the Second Methodist Episcopal Church, corner of Con- gress and Randolph streets, where Rev. George Taylor, of the Michigan Conference, was preaching. Their hearts melted during the prayer and under the word ; and as they left, one said to the other, with tearful eyes, " This is my home — this is my home." It was not long before they both thought they found the peace of God, and soon afterward united with the Second Methodist Episcopal Church. When the French Methodist Episcopal Church was commenced, they both became members of it, and long and earnestly la- bored for its prosperity. Many persons in the city of Detroit will remember Brother P , as he went from house to house with Bibles and tracts, or as he endeavored to explain that word of life which he had found so precious to his own heart. He subsequently removed from the city, and 14: FRENCH MISSION LIFE. when I left Detroit I understood he was in the city of Quebec, among his own country- men, engaged in the same work. If these lines should ever reach him, they may serve to remind him of the continued affection of his former pastor ; of moments when they prayed together, or when they visited together the French settlements around Detroit ; and of the hope he cherishes that he and his family will continue to enjoy that same firm trust in Christ which they obtained through Brother Taylor's preaching in Detroit. THE DYING ROMANIST. "I wish you would call and see a gentleman in street," said a friend to me one day. "I will, but why?" " Perhaps you may do him some good." "Who is he?" "He is a French Roman Catholic, and appears to be candid, and rather intelligent. He has been sick for some time." THE DYING ROMANIST. 15 Shortly afterward, I called at the place described to me, and found a gentleman in whom I soon became much interested. He was Canadian French, and pretty well edu- cated. After one or two interviews, he said he would send his children to our French Mission School, which we were then holding in the Second Methodist Episcopal Church in Congress-street, Detroit. As I took my leave of him I left a French Bible with him ; and from the apparent candor with which he conversed, I began to indulge the hope that his sickness might be the means of lead- ing him to Christ. On the succeeding Sabbath his children were not present. When I saw him again, I inquired the reason, and he replied, frankly : " It is against my religion to send them to your school." " But we will teach them to love Christ, and to be good children." " Our priests are not willing that I should send them, and so I must not." It seemed to me that some influence had 16 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. been operating on his mind since I last spoke to him, and I referred to the Bible I had left. "With the same frankness he re- plied: " That is a Protestant Bible, and it is con- trary to my religions views to read it." I did not attempt to argue with him. It seemed to me there was a better mode, especially in his state of health. I procured a Roman Catholic New Testament. I brought it to him, and read a passage aloud, and asked him to read it, telling him it was the Testa- ment of his own Church. He promised me that he would, and with some hope yet of his conversion to God, by a change of heart, I left it with him. Again I called, but could not ascertain that he had the least interest in the volume I had placed with him. One day I asked him kindly if he thought that his sins were forgiven, and that he was prepared to die. "With the utmost prompt- ness, and with a certain degree of dryness, he replied: " I have been prepared." THE DYING ROMAOTST. 17 Without asking him a direct question, I ascertained that he meant the ceremony usually called extreme unction, performed by the Roman Catholic priesthood, for per- sons supposed to be near death. As I be- held the man lying before me, my heart was deeply touched. He was passing into eter- nity. He was soon to know his sentence. That sentence was to be eternal joy or misery. And he was passing to the presence of his Judge, leaning upon an outward cere- mony, and trusting to that for acceptance with him. I wept while I talked with him, and while I explained to him the necessity of a change of heart and a change of char- acter. I told him he was to feel his own guilt, and his own unworthiness before God, and then trust to Christ's death alone, as the great atonement for his sins : that if he would ask the Saviour, he would forgive him ; he would change him ; he would give him the witness in himself that he had be- come a child of God. For the first time since our acquaintance, I observed that he manifested some symp- 2 18 FKENCH MISSION LIFE. toms of anger and dissatisfaction, but which almost instantly disappeared as I referred to the regard which I entertained for him. While I spoke he listened. When I called again, and spoke of Christ, he listened ; but I could never discover that he had the slightest religious feeling. There was no kindling of the eye when God's great love was referred to. There was no glistening tear when the Saviour's sufferings were men- tioned. It is true, there was a crucifix at the head of his bed, and the image of our Saviour was there stretched upon it ; but he did not seem to realize the difference be- tween the dead image of Christ beside him, and the real, living presence of Christ within him. And there he lay, anointed, Latin prayers said over him, blessed by his priest, to fit him to appear before God. How many millions have crossed over Jordan leaning on the same broken staff! What perdition will rest upon men calling themselves pastors of the flock, who permit them to live and die thus! With what feelings will they THE PROBATIONER. 19 meet these souls at the great day of account ! He died. " How did he die ?" said I to a neighbor. " For two hours before his death his cries were such, on account of the fear of death, that the persons in the room put their fin- gers in their ears to shut out the sounds. 55 Is this the way the Christian warrior ends his combat ? Thank God, no ! All through his pilgrimage he has felt, with John, that "he that believeth hath the witness in him- self. 55 He can say with Paul, as he ap- proaches the final conflict, " To depart is to be with Christ; 55 and he rather inquires, " O death, where is thy sting ? O grave, where is thy victory ?" THE PROBATIONER. " Otez mon nqraP "Nay, brother, we wish you to remain with us, 55 I replied in French ; " if you will only do the will of God. We are not willing 20 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. to take off your name, but we want you to be a Christian, and get to heaven." With a very decided manner, he again spoke : " ]STo ; 6tez mon nomP This being a request to take his name off, and seeing he was positive, there was no alternative left, and with much regret we took his name off our Church book. I will present the reader with a short his- tory of the person above referred to. French Canadian by birth, born in the vicinity of Montreal, he had been brought up a member of theHoman Catholic Church. He was now of the age of about forty-five years, a carpenter by trade, and, with his wife and five children, had lived for the past year or two in the city of Detroit. A short period previously to the time above referred to he had become interested in the religious services which were being held every Sab- bath, and twice during the week in the French language ; and at one time regularly attended them, and while he did so, joined with us on probation. The moderate use of THE PROBATIONER. 21 intoxicating liquors, however, became a snare to him. Returning to an old habit, with it returned attachment to old com- panions, and doubts and fears as to his right to abandon the Church of Rome. Then came neglect of the class-meeting, and in- difference to spiritual religion. I visited him, conversed with him, prayed with him ; and after some time, seeing that his beset- ting sin was not abandoned, reminded him that such a practice was contrary to our rules, as well as contrary to the Bible. Still he continued unchanged. We then appointed a prayer-meeting at his house, with his con- sent, hoping that by this means his heart would be roused to a sense of his condition. It seemed to have no effect. I was finally obliged to give him notice to appear on an evening fixed, to consider whether he should not be dropped; and at his request, as I have already related, we took off his name. Several months passed. He no longer attended our services, and I feared he was lost to us forever. One day I was surprised by a visit from 22 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. him. " My mind," said he, "is troubled. I do not know what to do. I wish you would go with me, and we will talk to the priest together." This was rather a singular re- quest, but reasonable, when I understood his state of mind. He seemed to be con- scientiously seeking the right way, and feared to trust the priest's arguments, as well as what he had heard from me, without a reply, and wished to know whether I could answer the priest, and whether the priest could answer me. I told him I would go, and appointed the next day, at two o'clock. At the hour fixed he came, and with his daughter, a young woman, and a Frenchman, one of his rela- tives, we called at the priest's house. Directly a young man in the sacerdotal dress entered the room into which we had been ushered, and shook hands with us all round ; and when he ascertained our business, asked us to wait a minute, and going out, immediately returned with another person, apparently a priest also. "What particular point do you wish to talk about?" THE PKOBATIONER. 23 " Monsieur will say," he replied, referring to me. Seeing no necessity to be backward in stating what I believed, I remarked that one point of discussion might properly be the praying to the saints, which we regarded as idolatry. Starting up, the larger of the two stood before me with his arm raised. "Do you mean to accuse the Catholic Church of idolatry?'' I kept my seat, and replied calmly, in substance, that I meant what I said. "Do you mean to accuse the Catholic Church of idolatry?" again he cried, in a phrensy of passion, as if he would crush me. "I do," I answered firmly and quietly. His arm lowered ; he receded from his threat- ening attitude, and took his seat. I then asked him to show by the Bible their right to pray to the saints, and my friend who came with me produced his Roman Catholic New Testament in French, and they imme- diately demanded proof that that was a New Testament at all. 24: FEENCH MISSION LIFE. " Then we will be content to see the proof in your own Bible, if you deny this one : show us that." This, however, they hesitated to do, and passed from one subject to another, during which they gave me an opportunity of refer- ring to other points, without, however, losing sight of the original one. At times the first one who entered descended to abusive lan- guage ; and I was obliged to reprove him, by telling him I was in his own house, and came to talk to him kindly, and for a while afterward he controlled himself. " "We believe," said I, " much in loving God, and loving others, and being filled with the disposition which he will give us." I was surprised at the reply I received from the one who entered last. It was in substance : "0,1 do not care for any such humbug." I can hardly believe that he meant to say that he regarded such doctrines as humbug. I suppose rather the expression arose from a moment of warmth. On one occasion the celibacy of the clergy was referred to, and I took the New Testa- THE PBOBATIONER. 2 5 ment already mentioned, and read from 1 Tim. iii, 2 : "A bishop, then, must be blame- less ; the husband of one wife." One of them appeared to be utterly at a loss what to reply; but, after a moment's pause, the other exclaimed : " O, that means the husband of one wife before he became a bishop." After I had repeatedly returned to the original question, and asked them to give me their authority from their own Bible for praying to the saints, one of them went out, and shortly returned with a large Bible, and referred me to Zechariah i, 12. I told them that this was not any proof of the doctrine ; and then, seeming to feel the weakness of their ground, they remarked : " Well, we do not command the people to pray to the saints at all ; we only recommend it." " But," I replied, " if a thing is not author- ized by the word of God, you should not recommend it." Yery soon they both rather abruptly left the room ; and after an inter- view of nearly two hours, we were left alone. Finding our way to the front door, 26 FEENCH MISSION LIFE. we left the house ; and when I parted from him with whom I had gone, I very naturally and anxiously inquired, in my own mind, what effect our conversation would have upon his future course. This I hope to be able to give in a subsequent sketch. THE MERITS OF CHRIST ALONE. "O yes, we can find the peace which Christ promised to his disciples, and look up to God with confidence that he is our Father ; and then we feel in our hearts that our sins are all forgiven." These words were addressed to a Roman Catholic gentleman on whom I had called, and he immediately replied in substance : " I believe so too, if we merit it." " "We do not merit anything ; we cannot merit anything." " Yes we do. How can we be forgiven, then? We must have some merits," he replied rather warmly. THE MEEITS OF CHEIST ALONE. 27 u Christ has merits ; he purchased all for us by his blood. If we come to him, and lay our sins on him, we are forgiven." His manner changed immediately, and he said: "But any one may come, then, after he has sinned long, and has grown old?" " Tes, if his heart is not too hardened by repeated refusals to yield himself to God. Any one who feels his guilt ; any one with a broken heart may come to God, and at any time." " But how are we to know it ? How can we know when we have come, and when God has forgiven us?" This was just what I desired he would ask, and I said to him : " In Komans viii, 16, there is an answer to your question : ' The Spirit itself beareth witness with our spirit that we are the chil- dren of God.' God the Father created us ; God the Son redeemed us ; and it is God the Holy Ghost who comforts us by this witness, and who sanctifies us. We therefore need not the voice of any earthly pastor to give 28 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. us absolution, for this witness of God is greater, is surer, is far more satisfactory to the heart.' 5 He seemed convinced that what I said was the truth, and I left him serious and thoughtful. THE QUESTION DECIDED. My reader will remember the interview with two priests of the Church of Rome narrated in a previous sketch, and the man- ner of its termination. For some days after- ward I saw nothing of T. Jean Le Monde, at whose request I had gone. I then called at his house, and saw his family. The next day he came to see me, and requested me not to call again. " My wife," said he, " I am afraid, will abuse you. I would rather you would not go." " I am not afraid of being abused." " But I would rather you would not go." THE QUESTION DECIDED. 29 " "Well, if you prefer it, I will not go, until you think it is best." I had some further conversation with him, and he promised me that he would come to our services. After all, however, I was afraid he would not, and I was agreeably surprised to find him at our next class-meet- ing, and one of the congregation on the suc- ceeding Sabbath. With humility and simplicity, and great seriousness, he stated his desire to return to God, and again joined with us on probation. "Will he be faithful?" I said to myself. "Will he resist the influences of his former priest, and the influences of his family ? Will he resist his former besetting sin ? Can he stand the fire of persecution ?" I knew the grace of God was sufficient for him, but I knew also that it required, on his part, an earnest seeking of that grace, as well as a decided, fixed purpose of mind. He took up his Bible and began to learn to read. He could spell a little previously ; and I observed that the Eoman Catholic New Testament which he had produced on 30 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. the occasion referred to in the last sketch was frequently with him. I was glad of it, for I knew if he studied faithfully even the Koman Catholic translation of the word of God, with a sincere desire to find and follow the right way, it would make him a Protest- ant. I thought it looked old and well used ; and more than once the image of that earnest man has presented itself to my imagination, as he sat alone, after a day of toil, spelling out, word by word, the Divine volume. Months passed. A single meeting had hardly been missed by him, and yet I was still debarred from visiting at his house. I was a little startled one evening when he told me that some person who knew him when he was a Roman Catholic, and who was indignant that he should renounce that Church, had declared that he would murder him if he continued to attend our Church. " But," said he, "I will come ;" and I have no doubt in my own mind that he held him- self ready, if necessary, to offer up his life for Christ's sake. His probation was up. I received him THE QUESTION DECIDED. 31 into full membership, and still he was faithful. " Once," he remarked, " when I came to your church I looked this way and that way to see that no one was looking at me, and then I hurried in as fast as I could, fearing that some one would observe me enter. ]STow, when I come to the door, I look this way and that, so as to find some one to bring in with me." About this time our enemies spread abroad the report that we paid persons money for ' joining our Church, which caused him to remark to me one day : " Yes, I have been well paid, for the value of the whole city of Detroit is not equal to the peace which I have received in my heart." It is now nearly a year since I received him into full membership, and he is still faithful. He has been appointed one of the stewards of our Church, and is known to the world not simply as one who has renounced Romanism, but as a religious man — a con- verted man. He was at our last class-meeting, (he is 32 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. always at these meetings,) and made the closing prayer. I remarked one passage of it particularly It was that God would keep him faithful. My heart and lips pronounced an earnest Amen ! I now frequently visit his family, where his wife always gives me a cordial welcome. I see her often in our congregation, and I have understood from him, that it is more than a year since she has attended the Church of Eome. She is now willing to read his New Testament, or the Bible, for herself. Not long since she told him that at the time she was opposed to him the priest told her to burn his New Testament. As she did not do it then, I am sure she will not now. His four younger children are members of our Sabbath school. His daugh- ter, the young woman who accompanied us when we visited the priest, who was then a determined Romanist, was taken sick a few weeks ago, and the physician seeing she was French, casually asked her what Church she belonged to. "I am not a Roman Catholic, neither am THE QUESTION DECIDED. 33 I a member of any Protestant Church, but I.believe in the Church my father belongs to." Her heart also is interested in what per- tains to Christ. She seems to understand the nature of that inward change required by the Gospel. May God lead her soon to know its power ! And if my own heart has often failed me while laboring in this mission-field, if my hands have sometimes drooped as I beheld difficulties rise before me, there is a heav- enly joy deep in the recesses of my soul, when I think of meeting more than one of the members of the family I have described among those who have entered the resting- place of the redeemed. Then who would not sow in tears — who would not go forth weeping — when God himself assures us we shall come again re- joicing? Yes, doubtless come, bringing our sheaves with us. Then let Christians labor on. It is Heav- en's peculiar work. Cease not, rest not, until the Master himself bids us enter his own harvest field. * * * 3 34 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. It is now over a year since I wrote the foregoing sketch. I see no longer the familiar face of Jean Le Monde. Many hundred miles separate me from the field of labor I then occupied. But I left him at his post. Two of his children had been some time probationers in the Church ; one of them a fine young man ; the other a young girl, who, as I bade her good-by, stood and sobbed in silence before me. His wife too, after lingering long, joined just before I left, and is no doubt a con- verted woman. THE TWO FRIENDS. Fajb off, amid the warm surges of the Indian Ocean, Dex St. Jorre was nurtured in his sea-bound home. A little below the equator, and directly south of Arabia and Persia, lie the beautiful islands of Seychelle, a word hardly less euphonious than its English pronunciation, THE TWO FEIENDS. 35 Sea-shell. There flourish the orange-tree, the banana, and every tropical fruit. There is breathed an air filled with that delicious softness, known only to southern skies, and these always tempered by the cooling ocean breeze. In one of these islands he was born and educated. The French language was his native tongue, a language well suited to the nature of the place, and the genius of its in- habitants, a language proverbial for its grace and beauty. At twenty years of age, love of adventure, or of the sea, led him to embark on a whaling vessel, and some strange providence con- ducted him to our country. I first met with him in Detroit, at our Mission Church, two years after he had left his native island. He had just come from the Albion Seminary. He had been there some months, engaged in study, under the direction of the beloved brother who but recently has gone from among us, to join, I doubt not, the spirits of the just in heaven. It seems hardly possible that he is here no 36 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. longer. His warm grasp of the hand, his open smile, seem but as of yesterday. I re- fer to Dr. Hinman. Dex St. Jorre brought with him a certifi- cate from the college of correct deport- ment. Again and again I recognized his counte- nance. I invited him to call on me. When he came I endeavored to ascertain his spiritual condition. I learned that his father was a nominal Protestant, and his mother a member of the Church of Rome, and that he himself had lived a life far from God. His heart, however, had become like ground prepared for the good seed, and as I spoke to him of conversion, and yielding himself to Christ, there was a manifest willingness on his part, a willingness which soon resulted in his conversion to God. Now he became a regular attendant at our prayer and class meetings, and in the most simple and un- affected manner stated that he felt within him that God had pardoned his sins, and made him his child. He now settled himself in Detroit. A THE TWO FRIENDS. ' 37 favorable situation opened to him. He joined our Church, became a faithful Church member and Sabbath-school teacher. I rec- ollect well one of his principal character- istics at that time was great regularity in religious duty. At the public service, at the class-meeting, at the Sabbath-school, whoever else was absent, he was always there. In the same business, in the same room with Dex St. Jorre, was a young Parisian, of fine manners and education. He was re- cently from France, and had been brought up, and still was, a Roman Catholic. I shall call him Henrie ; propriety forbids my giv- ing his real name. One day I said to St. Jorre : " Perhaps you may lead Henrie to Christ. Invite him to our meetings." "I will try," said he. It was not long before they were insepara- ble companions. Every Sabbath they list- ened together to my preaching. Every day they went together to and from their busi- ness. They occupied together the same 38 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. sleeping-room, and I could plainly see that St. Jorre's motive in being so frequently with him was the right one — the only one which can allow a Christian a close intimacy with a worldly man, that of leading him to a like precious faith. Henrie now was always at the prayer and class meetings, as well as our public services ; and soon he spoke of a change of heart, and his voice became musical with the praises of the Saviour. He was a fine singer, and I can now almost hear his French hymns, as he sang them with a strong and manly voice. Many months he was faithful. None could be more so, as far as I could judge. I became much attached to him. On one point I sometimes, however, had some fear. He seemed unwilling to give up entirely the idea that the Virgin Mary would in some way assist him as his patroness and friend. It was deeply rooted in his heart to look to some one else, in addition to Christ, for help, and it was hard to induce him to cling to the Saviour only. He said he only re- THE CONTRAST. 39 spected her, and as in every other respect he had apparently renounced the errors of Rome, I trusted that in this also he would soon clearly see the truth. THE CONTRAST. Dex St. Joeee and Henrie were still faithful. One day the latter called at my house, and showed me a letter he had written to his father, who held some office under the gov- ernment, in France, in which he urged him to prayer and the study of the Bible. It was pleasant to think that thus a voice was going from our mission back to France. But I must now pass onward to another scene ; I must, in sorrow, write the words, Henrie fell! How or why, I need not relate. We were obliged to take his name from our book. Soon he left the city, going I hardly knew whither, and leaving us with the sorrowful conviction that he had fallen from religion and from God. 4:0 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. Another period of time passed, and he returned sick. I found him at the house of a kind French Protestant family. Poverty- had come upon him.. Alone, in a strange country, he felt the need of friends, and he found them among those who knew him before he had forsaken God. I called to see him, and was deeply touched at his condition. I had always loved him. I loved him, perhaps, for that inexpressible charm which is found in the manner of almost every well-educated Frenchman, but I loved him especially because, for months, his warm heart seemed to be given up to the service of Christ. How I pitied him ! A painful disease had taken hold of him, with a very doubtful prospect of recovery, and, what was worse, I feared he was not prepared to die. He was glad to see me, and I conversed with him for some time on his religious con- dition. It seemed to be vague ; and there seemed to be no quiet, no rest in his heart. I inquired for his Bible. It was in his trunk, or some place out of sight, and I understood THE CONTRAST. 41 afterward, if any one called to see him who was a Eoman Catholic, and his Bible was in view, he was careful to conceal it. I visited him frequently, prayed with him, and spoke to him as plainly as I could of a preparation for death, and he seemed always thankful and pleased. One day I called, and he was gone. He had managed to be carried in a carriage to the wharf, and had gone to some place in the country. " Why did he leave ?" I inquired. u O, he w r as restless, and would not be contented." The next I heard of him he was dead. And now, as I look back and remember the point on which he erred, I would impress my reader with the solemn truth, that as one little sin unforsaken will destroy the soul, so the trust in aught save Christ will bring an equally terrible ruin. None but Christ can save, and Christ must do it all himself. Ho saint can help. Toplady was right when he said, in reference to acts of contrition, what is equallv true in reference to other saviours: 42 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. "These for sin could not atone, Thou must save, and thou alone ; In my hand no price I bring, Simply to thy cross I cling." Yet when I remember Henrie's frankness and apparent desire to find the true way, my wish almost shapes itself into a hope that ere he died he was led to Christ; that he may have felt like the great champion of Koman- ism, Cardinal Bellarmine, who on his death- bed was asked, " To which of the saints will you turn?" "It is better to turn unto Christ," he replied. Sometimes I hope I shall hear his voice again in a clearer, louder, sweeter strain, among those who have come out of great tribulation, and have washed their robes and made them white in the blood of the Lamb, whose full-toned harmony is like the voice of many waters, as it swells away among the mansions of the blessed. CONVERTING- POWER OF THE SCRIPTURES. 43 CONVERTING POWER OF THE SCRIPTURES. Jean Le Monde, referred to in a previous sketch, continued to love his Bible after his conversion. He loved to study out word after word, and verse after verse, as well as he was able. But he could not read well enough or quickly enough to satisfy the longing of his heart to become acquainted with the word of God. He thirsted for spir- itual knowledge. In the same quarter of the city with him- self resided a French gentleman and his lady, of good education, but of a worldly spirit. They were both Boman Catholics, and had been in this country about a year. How Jean Le Monde became acquainted with them, or how they became willing to read the word of God, I am not able to state ; but there he took his Bible, and there he sat down, while Mr. Calzin read chapter after chapter to him, simply as a matter of courtesy to his friend, without taking the slightest interest in what he read himself. 44 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. Thus was many an evening spent at the house of Mr. Calzin after the labor of the day was finished. Occasionally I heard Jean Le Monde refer to the friend who read the Bible to him ; but I had not yet seen him, and two reasons prevented him from attend- ing our services : first, he cared nothing for them ; and, second, he was passionately fond of shooting, and spent his Sabbaths in grati- fying his taste in this respect. After some time had elapsed, I learned that he asked questions as he read, and seemed glad to converse with Jean Le Monde on the subjects which presented themselves in the course of their reading. Still later I ascertained that he had become decidedly interested in the study of the Bible. One day I called at his house. I was much pleased with his appearance. I found both himself and wife persons of more than ordi- nary intelligence. They received me with the politeness and peculiar empressement which is so natural to the French character; and I observed, after a few minutes' conver- CONVERTING POWER OF THE SCRIPTURES. 45 sation, that what I had heard was true — that they were both interested in the Bible and religion. I have seldom met with persons so deeply attentive as I spoke to them of our Saviour, and of a change of heart, and so grateful after having knelt and prayed with them. They seemed to be awakened to their con- dition as sinners ; and yet, as I visited them again and again, they told me frankly they had not peace with God. " Can you not believe in Christ ?" said I one day. " He died for you, wishes to for- give you now, and has suffered in your place." " O, I have sinned too much ; I dare not believe just yet; I must be better before I come." I endeavored to explain to him this error, so universal, which not only clings to the Romanist, but haunts the Protestant in every step as he approaches God. I endeavored to show him the monstrous presumption and pride of supposing that we could ourselves prepare our hearts, and that the only way 46 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. to grow better was to throw ourselves upon his mercy as miserable, lost sinners, to trust in him, to believe in him, and look to him for grace to make us better. For a while I seemed to accomplish no- thing, and I began to fear he would relapse again into indifference. At every visit his answer was almost the same ; and yet they were always delighted when I prayed with them, and spoke to them of God. Romanism they had virtually renounced, though I had said little to them on the subject. My con- versation had chiefly been on a change of heart, and the atonement of Christ ; but I could plainly see the reason of its rejection in an expression something like this : " We find such a difference between the Bible and the Roman Catholic Church" I remarked that they had not yet become regular attendants of our Church on the Sabbath, and I inquired how he spent that day. This brought out the fact to which I have already referred, and he frankly stated that he usually went to the country, and amused himself with his gun. (XXNYERTING POWER OF THE SCRIPTURES. 47 " Do you think it is wrong?" said he. " I have no other amusement ; I am confined to my business through the week, and the state of my health seems to require some exer- cise." I endeavored to explain to him the obli- gation to observe, the Sabbath. He listened, but I greatly feared he would not yield this point. To regard the Sabbath as a day of pleasure, is so deeply rooted in the hearts of the gay children of France, that it is hard for them to believe it is wrong. Not long afterward, to my great joy, I saw them in our congregation; and from this time they became frequent attendants of our Church; and I can now recall the tear lingering in her eye, and his warm expressions of pleasure derived from hearing the word of God. They did not read, they did not hear, in vain. They now told me that they had found the peace of God. " How good," said he to me one day, " is God ! He led me to this country, and here I have found him. In France I should never have turned to him. All my companions 48 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. and relatives were worldly, and I knew nothing about him. When I think of the providence of God, I am astonished." They both joined our Church on probation, and in a few weeks, for some reasons con- nected with his family, they returned to France. This is six months ago. Perhaps I may never meet them here on earth again ; but I cherish the thought that in France they may be like the seed cast upon the waters, and that when our Saviour's redeemed chil- dren are made up, and the white-robed company stand before the throne, if I shall be permitted the glorious lot of standing an humble one among them, we shall again rejoice in the goodness which has carried us, as on eagles' wings, onward and upward, even to the paradise of God. # •& # # % Some time before I left Detroit Mr. and Mrs. Calzin returned from France, as they had expected to do, and continued worship- ing with us until I left. They parted with me in great sadness. " I fear we shall not be faithful," said he. THE SHEAVES COMING. 49 " God can keep you, and you will have a good pastor in my place." " O, I fear we shall go back to the world again." My own heart was deeply touched. I never expected to see them again, and some- times, in those. last days which I spent in the Detroit French Mission, I almost regretted that I had ever consented to separate from the brethren there. They had battled their early superstitions ; they had stood the fire of persecution ; and amid these scenes had looked to me for guidance. But my better judgment conquered this feeling when I reflected that I was leaving with them one well qualified to lead them to green pastures and living waters. THE SHEAYES COMING. It has been truly said, " Cast thy bread upon the waters, and thou shalt find it after many days." I was passing the house of a French fam- 50 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. ily one day, and though unacquainted with them, I entered and offered them a tract. I was surprised when I went in at the greet- ing I received. They seemed immediately to recognize me ; but instead of the cold- ness and occasional rudeness with which I was sometimes met in French Roman Cath- olic families, they exhibited the greatest kindness and cordiality of manner. I took a seat, and after conversing with them for a short time, promised to call again. This I did a number of times, and found them ap- parently much interested on religious sub- jects, and always glad to hear me explain to them the Bible, or point them to our Lord and Saviour. They seemed to be glad, and even grate- ful, when I prayed with them, and when I left, as if asking some favor, expressed the hope that I would call again soon. I was at a loss to know the reason of all this. It was not that I had overcome prejudice by my continued acquaintance with them, because they were the same ever since I first called. One day I found the father at home. He MAMMON VERSUS RELIGION. 51 instantly recognized me, and held out his hand. He was the same Frenchman who had accompanied Jean Le Monde and his daughter, when we went to the priest's house, and had the conversation I have nar- rated in a previous sketch. He had said little on that occasion, but all he said showed him to be the advocate of Romanism. Now, however, he and all his family seemed leaning the other way. A Sabbath or two before I left, his daughter was in our Sunday-school, and I trust some of them are on the way that will lead them to the peace of God. MAMMON VERSUS RELIGION. Shall I reverse the picture, and instead of examples of encouragement which I have given, refer to some of an opposite character? An elderly man attended our Mission Church a few Sabbaths, and then called on one of our principal members, stating to him that he was poor, and intimating that he 52 FKENCH MISSION LIFE. hoped either he or the Church would buy him a horse. What answer he received I do not know, but in a few days he called on me with the same request. I took occasion to converse with him on the state of his heart, and, though he listened while I talked, it was very manifest that he was more in- terested in the horse than he was in his soul. After I had told him I had no means to buy the horse, he suggested that I should com- mence a subscription for him ; and when he found he could gain nothing from us in a temporal point of view, he came no more, and I have never seen him since. Another, a stranger to me, called at my house one day, stating his desire to converse with me on the interests of his salvation. He appeared to be very sincere, and deeply in- terested in all I said. I thought he gave evidence, also, of great penitence, and said he was fully determined to lead a new life. I conversed with him perhaps an hour. "Surely," said I to myself, "this man is near the kingdom of heaven." I invited him to kneel with me in prayer, and while I prayed, MAMMON VERSUS RELIGION. 53 his responses were frequent and audible, and exhibited the utmost earnestness. He had all the appearance of being weighed down under an oppressing load of sin, and groan- ing deeply for deliverance. Finally he rose to go. When he came to the outer door he lingered a moment, and, edging up close to me, said, " Could you lend me ten dollars?" I told him, in substance, that it was not convenient then. " How much could you lend me ?" inquired he, intimating, at the same time, that as he had shown such an interest in religion, he expected I would let him have the amount of money which such an act was worth. I then explained to him that we never gave money to those who sought the grace of God, and that if he supposed such was the prac- tice of our Church, he was laboring under an error. I thought Simon Magus was an honorable man compared with this person. He was willing to pay for the grace of God ; this man expected pay for counterfeiting it. These men were both French Canadian Roman Catholics. 54 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. DISAPPOINTED HOPES. One day I met with a young Belgian, brought up a Roman Catholic, who spoke French. He talked well and religiously, but was entirely without means, and was soon obliged to leave the city on that account. He remained about fourteen miles from Detroit, and wrote me such touching and religious letters that I was induced to make an effort to find him a situation. I succeed- ed, and engaged with a gentleman on his behalf that he should go to work with him at his trade, which was that of an uphol- sterer. I arranged for him to board with a religious family in the neighborhood of our Church, hoping that, as he was a young man of a good education, and apparently very serious, if not pious, he would be an assist- ance to us in our Sabbath school. After my arrangements were all ready, I sent a friend out with a horse and wagon to bring him in. This was Saturday. In the evening he call- ed to see me, and talked like a Christian ; DISAPPOINTED HOPES. 55 and before he left remarked that he wished to come to church very much the next day, but he had pledged his clothes when he was in deep necessity, and he had none that were fit to wear on such an occasion. Two dollars would be enough to redeem them, and if I would lend him that sum it would be like crowning the obligations I had already con- ferred on him. I handed him the money. He did not get back to his boarding-house until six o'clock the next morning, as I after- ward learned. He had obtained the means, and had gone off on a drinking frolic. The next morning he was not at our service ; and as I did not yet know the reason, I began to wonder why. In the afternoon I ascertained by the good brother, to whose house I had recommended him, the fact I have stated. The young man kept up the same system until he was discharged by the employer I had found for him, and in about a couple of weeks he was forced to leave his boarding- house on account of his intemperate habits. He never once came to hear me preach, and I have never met with him since. 56 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. A French Canadian woman joined with us on probation. She gave some evidence of a change of heart, and was very faithful in her attendance on the means of grace. In our prayer and class meetings she was earn- est and humble in her supplications and re- ligious experience. Once in a while, how- ever, she would branch off, seeming to for- get where she was, and pray to the Yirgin Mary. I asked her afterward if she prayed to the Yirgin when she was alone. " Not since I changed my religion," she replied. One evening she was earnestly engaged in supplicating the throne of grace, and, as our converts sometimes did in the early stages of their religious life, she began to relate her experience on her knees, saying that people called after her, and gave her opprobrious epithets for turning Protestant, but she could bear it patiently, when once she would have eaten them all up alive. A favorite term employed by those who were zealous for their religion was cochon. They applied it to those who renounced DISAPPOINTED HOPES. 57 Romanism. I shall be excused for not trans- lating it. For some months she continued on, as if she meant to get to heaven. Then I observed that she was absent. I called at her house. After some little conversation she remarked, " I believe in your Church, but I cannot stand the persecution ; it is too much. I have gone back to the Church of Rome ; but I hope I shall not die in it." One Sabbath morning, while the cholera was raging among us, she started at about ten o'clock to go to the Roman Catholic church. On the way she complained that she did not feel well. When she arrived at the church she said to her husband that she was not able to go in and stay during the service, but she would go to the house of a relative, and remain there until he returned. She grew worse, and it soon became evident that she was seized with the cholera. The same day at about three o'clock she died. The only fact connected with her dying moments that I have learned is the follow- ing : A few moments before her death, her son, who had long lived with her, though a 58 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. disobedient, wicked young man, approached her bed, and asked her forgiveness. " ]STo, I will not forgive you." " Mother, forgive me," he said, kneeling by her bed. " No, I will not forgive you." In about five minutes she died. Examples such as these are sometimes disheartening, discouraging to the Christian, but when we look around on those who stand firm in the grace of God, we rejoice, and hope on. AN UNEXPECTED INTERRUPTION. We could hardly expect to meet with any success, and be free from persecution. We found this to be true in a sense we hardly expected, for we did not anticipate the scene of violence which actually occurred at one of our prayer-meetings. In a French neighborhood, where we had met evening after evening to pray, a French- AN UNEXPECTED INTERRUPTION. 59 man, the head of a family, had come out and joined our Church. This had much exasperated his neighbors. On Sunday even- ing I was proceeding with my wife to the house where we had appointed the meeting for that night, and as I drew near I observed little groups of men here and there talking. Almost as soon as we entered they gathered around the place, and with loud and con- tinued vociferation drowned our voices whenever we attempted to pray or sing. Soon they proceeded to other measures. The facts, however, were given by one of the Detroit daily papers at the time, in an article which is here inserted. I find one thing, however, there omitted of which. I was informed afterward, which is, that two of the crowd had actually gone up from the outside to the top of the house, to commence the fulfillment of their threat to pull down the house over us. The following is the article : " As many of our readers wish to know more of the attack which was made upon the French Protestants on the evening of 60 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. January 17th, we give the following state- ment. "The week previously they had been holding prayer-meetings every night, and on the evening of Sabbath one had been appointed to be held at the house of a Frenchman, in Pine* street, near Eiopelle, who had lately united with their Church. At about the time the prayer-meeting com- menced a mob of from thirty to fifty French persons gathered in front, and at the end of the house, shouting and making a noise. They then came up to the windows, and through a broken pane threw in snow upon the persons engaged in prayer, and shouted through the opening in loud oaths and obscen- ity, calling for Mr. , charging him with having changed his religion, and saying that if he would come out they would kill him and go away. About this time a gentleman and lady coming to the meeting were stop- ped ; the lady was taken hold of at the door, and told not to go in there, for they were going to pull the house down. The noise outside had now become so loud, it was AN UNEXPECTED INTERRUPTION. 61 almost impossible to pray vocally inside — the voice was drowned by blasphemy and imprecations. It was as if a pack of raven- ous wolves had surrounded the house. All at once those who had been engaged in prayer were started to their feet by a crash as if one of the windows of the adjoining room had been broken in. It was a club of wood thrown by those outside, breaking the sash and two or three panes, but which, prov- identially, did not strike any person. There was now a momentary calm, and it was hoped that they would leave. But a moment or two, however, only passed before they again rallied round the house. The noise commenced anew, when just at this point Alderman Smith, who had been sent for, arrived, with some men, and with a prompt- ness and decision which deserve much praise, arrested two or three on the spot. The others then dispersed. In the meantime, the wife of the man residing in the house, being a feeble woman, was taken suddenly ill, from the effects of fright; a physician was sent for, and it was feared for some time 62 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. that her condition was dangerous. She is now, however, better. The next day a war- rant was issued against six persons supposed to have taken an active part in the proceed- ings. Four were taken, and put upon trial before P. Higgins, Esq., police magistrate. After a jury had been impanneled, and the trial commenced, and a number of witnesses examined, the accused parties, through their counsel, proposed to give bail for their future good behavior, and to pay the costs. The parties who had suffered were consulted, and one sentiment seemed to be the response of every heart: 'We are glad to forgive; we love to forgive ;' and the defendants were discharged. "Much is due to the prosecuting attorney, Mr. M'Eeynolds, for the ability with which he advocated the question during the trial, that every man has a right to worship God according to the dictates of his own con- science, without being put in jeopardy of his life and person in the exercise of that right. May the time never come in our own free America when one man shall be per- ROMANIST SCHOOLS — THEIR EFFECTS. 63 mitted to use violence toward another for his religious belief. "We will add here the reply w T hich Mr. makes to the charge before referred to, of having changed his religion. He says he never had any religion while he was a member of the Church in which he was brought up, and therefore could not have changed it ; but that his relig- ion now is to love God with all his heart, and his neighbor as himself, and to trust in the death and merits of Christ alone for the pardon of his sins, and to be saved from hell, forsaking every other mediator and every other foundation, and leaning only on Jesus Christ as the rock against which the gates of hell will never prevail." ROMANIST SCHOOLS-AN ILLUSTRATION OF THEIR EFFECTS. The following facts occurred just as I have related them, with the exception only, that, for the sake of her relations, I have inserted " Emily H " instead of her real name. 64 FKENCH MISSION LIFE. When I first went to Detroit, Emily H was a fair young girl, of about four- teen years of age. Her parents were both Americans ; her father strongly Protestant in sentiment, though not a member of any Church, while her mother was a member of one of the Evangelical Churches of the city, an excellent lady, and I doubt not a true Christian. They were a most amiable family, in easy circumstances, and surrounded by kind friends who esteemed and loved them. Owing either to the terms on which I stood with her friends, or to the great inter- est which she took in the French language, I soon became well acquainted with her. She had studied French, had a very fine pronunciation, and seemed anxious to avail herself of every opportunity to practice in conversation what she had acquired. For this purpose she became introduced to two or three persons who attended our Church, and by their means promoted the object she had in view. There was another way, how- ever, in which she was perfecting her ROMANIST SCHOOLS THEIR EFFECTS. 65 French of which I was then ignorant, and to which I shall presently advert. It is proper, however, for me first to state, that that young girl possessed an intelligence, beauty, and attraction of manner which are seldom surpassed ; and as she grew in years these ripened and expanded under the moulding influence of a liberal education. Some time before I arrived in Detroit, how long I know not, she had attended for six months the Eoman Catholic school of the " Sisters of the Sacred Heart." It was but a short time, and no one dreamed that any effect would result delete- rious to her principles. Besides, she was then very young, and if aught had occurred prejudicial to her more early training, surely time and subsequent impressions would very soon efface it. But she took pains to assure me there was no danger of this; for I one day inquired of her : "Did the Sisters make no effort to lead you toward Romanism ?" " O no," said she ; " they never do." " Ah, are you sure 2" 5 66 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. "Yes; for they do not speak of the views of Protestants, and do not even allow any- religious conversation among the pupils." I had been in Detroit about four years, when she took a class in our Sabbath school for the purpose of instructing some French children, and for a while seemed interested in this work. But soon, either from the distance she lived from our church, or that her heart was not in it, (the latter, as it afterward turned out,) she became fre- quently absent, and then gave it up. Some months after this, a young lady who was acquainted with her inquired of me : " Have you heard about Miss H ?" "No." ' " She has made arrangements to join the Koman Catholic Church." I was startled — surprised. I had never suspected that she had even thought of it. Was it possible that she was going to give that Church the benefit of her intelligence, her education — all the attractions of her person and mind? These thoughts passed before me as I hurriedly inquired : ROMANIST SCHOOLS THEIK EFFECTS. 67 « When ?" " She is to be baptized this week." Her friends expostulated — her mother pleaded ; but all to no purpose. She was fixed as the rock on which the ocean breaks its foam-crowned billows. Before I saw her again, Emily H was a member of the Church of Borne, and residing with a family belonging to that communion. And it occurred in this way. While she* attended the school of the " Sisters of the Sacred Heart," during those six months, they took pains not to arouse her religious feelings by any reference to the differences between Protestantism and Romanism. They forbade religious conversation between the pupils, because Protestant children, young as they were, might have told the children of Roman Catholic parents things which the Sisters would not have desired young and loyal Romanists to hear. But while they avoided everything that could arouse Emily's suspicions, they exercised all that courteous- ness and politeness for which the French are 68 FRENCH MISSTON LIFE. proverbial, and French nuns no less so than others, in gaining to themselves her young and innocent heart. For this purpose I doubt not they told her of all the refine- ments of their country, of the gorgeous churches, of the swelling music of their choirs, of the dim arches, the ornaments, the number of the priests, their robes, their gentle tones in the confessional; and when there was any danger of coming too near those yet cherished doctrines which her mother had taught her, they branched off, and expatiated on the beauties of the French language. Six months were enough to win her heart ; and when her father brought her home their work was more than half done. Attracted by their society, again and again she called at the school to visit them. Again and again they urged her not to for- get her French, but to come and practice it with them occasionally ; and here was the secret of her attachment to the French lan- guage, and here was the way, to which I have referred, in which she was perfecting her knowledge of it, during all those years ROMANIST SCHOOLS — THEIR EFFECTS. 69 when the impressions received in six months were silently ripening to their harvest. Shortly after her baptism I had a long conversation with her excellent mother, from whom I learned some of the facts I have stated. I shall never forget the bitter sorrow and tears with which she spoke of it. She had made every effort to turn her from her resolution, but had only succeeded in pre- vailing upon her to delay a single week. At the end of that week she was received into the bosom of the papal Church at the Cathedral in Jefferson Avenue. When I left Detroit Emily H was in the nunnery recently erected in the upper part of the city. Whether she intended to enter it as a novice I did not learn ; but I have related sufficient to show the extreme peril of sending a child to the Sisters' schools, or to any school under Romanist influence. They may acquire the French language, they may acquire French accomplishments and French politeness, but these will be dearly bought if for them we barter our children away to the nunnery and Rome. 70 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. A PRIESTS TESTIMONY AS TO ROMANIST VOTES AND ROMANIST SCHOOLS. A gentleman came to the door one day asking for me, who, on being shown in, re- marked that he had called on me for the purpose of conversing on the subject of re- ligion. I asked him to take a seat, and he con- tinued by saying that he was a priest of the Roman Catholic Church, and that he felt a burden on his heart, which had induced him to come and see me. He then produced to me certificates of his standing in that Church, one from the Archbishop of Paris, France; another from the civil authorities of that city, showing his faithfulness in min- istering to the wants of the sick as a clergy- man ; and another dated only a few months back, from a college in this country, where he had been one year a professor. He had been in this country about eighteen months. He was stopping at the present time with the Roman Catholic bishop of Detroit, but ROMANIST VOTES AND SCHOOLS. 71 wished to find a spiritual rest, which he be- lieved he ought to possess, that he had never been able to obtain in the Church of Home. He was a man of about forty or forty-five years of age, of an intelligence rather superior, I should judge from those I have met with, to that of the Roman Catholic priests gen- erally. He had read the New Testament much, for very frequently he would quote passages from it, often repeating in Latin what he had said in French. After a conversation of some length, we knelt down together, and I prayed with him. Again he called in a few days, and after about a week commenced attending regu- larly our services, stating to me then that he had left the bishop's house, as he did not wish to linger undecided ; that as his sen- timents then were, he did not suppose it would be honorable for him longer to enjoy the hospitalities of the bishop, and he had thought it his duty to tell him plainly the condition of his mind ; which he had done, and thereupon removed to a Protestant boarding-house. 72 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. I now saw him frequently, and he began to pray himself when I prayed with him, in words which seemed to be the natural out- gushing of a burdened heart. Soon afterward, at a communion season, he came forward, and joined our Church on probation. One day I said to him, "Do you think you have yet found the peace and pardon which you sought ?" "I have not yet that clear trust in the Saviour which I ought to have. It is be- cause I have grown old in sinning. My heart is hard and wicked. But while I know that my sins are grievous and many, I have a great confidence in the merits of Christ." His experience in our love-feasts and class- meetings always interested me. On one occasion, at my request, he pre- pared an article on the political influence of Romanism, which is now before me as he originally wrote it. I will translate some passages, which I have no doubt will be in- teresting to many, coming as they do from one who has been so lately a Roman Catho- lic priest. ROMANIST VOTES AND SCHOOLS. 73 The title of the article is as follows : "On the fatal Influence of the Eomish Church, in the Executive and Political Affairs of the United States." After a short introduction, he goes on to remark : " The Eomish Church is organized like a powerful army. The pope is the commander- in-chief. The bishops are his generals of division, commanding each one a separate diocese, and the priests are the officers, gov- erning each one a parish, under the imme- diate direction of the bishops. A despotic authority forms the essence and the nature of this hierarchy. This authority goes out from the pope, passes through the bishops and priests, and is exercised uppn the laity, who are held to a passive obedience, as the Russian soldiers are forced to obey blindly, and without reasoning, the Autocrat of the North. " Toward the middle of the sixteenth cen- tury, a body of auxiliary troops ranged itself under the standard of the pope. They are sent to all parts of the world as missionaries n FKENCH MISSION LIFE. to fight in the name of the pope. I refer to the Jesuits. "The popes lay the foundation of their right to the administration, or at least to the inspection of temporal things, upon the words of Christ, saying of himself, 'All power is given to me in heaver, and on earth.' "Now the popes claim to be the repre- sentatives of Christ, and to have the same right and the same power that he has. It is true, we do not see in history that the first bishops of Rome arrogated to themselves this power. It is not until later, when the JRomish Church became corrupted, and above all in the Middle Ages, under favor of the ignorance and fanaticism which reigned during those periods of darkness, that the popes have thrown forth their thunderbolts against temporal sovereigns, have excom- municated and dethroned kings and em- perors, and have weighed down the whole of Christianity with their arrogant despot- ism. " Thus in A. D. 730, Gregory II. excom- ROMANIST VOTES AND SCHOOLS. 75 municates and deposes the Emperor Leo Honorius, and releases his subjects from their oath of fidelity. In 1 073, Gregory TIL deposes Henry IY. of Germany. In 1099, Paschal II. deposes also Henry IV. In 1212, Innocent HI. deposes the Emperor Otho IY., stating that his pontifical authority excels the royal authority, as much as the sun excels the moon. In 1239, Gregory IX. excommunicates the Emperor Frederic II. In 1535 and 1538, Paul III. excommuni- cates, deposes, and curses Henry VIIL, King of England, &c, &c. "It is true that now, in the old world, the power of * the pope is feared by no sovereign, and the thunders of the Yatican are gener- ally considered in Europe as air bubbles which injure no one. " The Protestant Reformation of the six- teenth century gave a mortal blow to the absolute power of the popes. " But a fundamental point with the Church of Pome is its infallibility. It cannot change. Its rights are always the same. What, then, has it done now ? Seeing that it has lost its 76 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. power in Europe, it has crossed the seas, and is now in America, profiting by the liberty allowed to it through our constitution, and making every effort to establish its dominion here. "The first field of battle is in our elections. They are registered by their chiefs, and they vote as one man. In the confessional the work is done. Each priest indicates the per- son for whom they ought to vote, and they believe themselves bound to obey the priests as the representatives of God. " Romanism then secondly endeavors to corrupt the public spirit by its teaching. America is being covered more and more with colleges and academies directed by the Jesuits. The Jesuits are everywhere. They direct the grand seminary of the Arch- bishop of New- York, situated at Fordham. In the same locality, there exists also an academy directed by the Jesuits, and which contains not less than two hundred boarders. The Jesuits have a large college in the city of JSTew-York. They are also at the head of the college of St. Xavier, near Cincinnati. ROMANIST VOTES AND SCHOOLS. 77 They direct also the college of Bardstown, near Louisville. They have in Kentucky, the college of St. Aloysius. At St. Louis, they have a numerous college, and near St. Louis a novitiate house filled with Jesuits. "Near Mobile, they have Spring Hill College, under the name of St. Joseph. At ISTew- Orleans, they have the school of Jesus. In fine, Jesuitism is spread everywhere in Amer- ica like a cancer. We might mention many other establishments of men and women, where they corrupt the American youth by their Satanic doctrines.* " These dangerous priests can no longer Q The reader will observe that the Romanist establish- ments enumerated here are only a few of those which ac- tually exist, In Detroit alone, besides one nunnery, there are Ro- manist schools of all kinds, so many and so large that I have always shuddered for our children, when I have seen the very large processions, two by two, which they would pour forth. In Manhattanville, by the ground they occupy with their nunnery, church, and schools, they seem to have taken formal possession of that part of the city. And besides these institutions, open advocates of Rome, how many private schools there are kept by accomplished French people where Protestantism is secretly under- mined! 78 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. hold schools in many of the states of Europe, and it is deplorable that they are permitted in America. And what is worse, many Protestant families confide to them their children to instruct. " O, American people, guard against these two evils : the votes, and the teaching of Romanism. Amend your constitution, so as to diminish their power in your elections, and pass such laws in reference to the instruction of youth, as will check or hinder, or take away from your midst, schools taught by the sworn and confessed enemies of your insti- tutions. You are masters now. You are sovereign now. You have the right and power now to act for the safety of your coun- try. Remember the oft-repeated warning of the immortal Lafayette, the faithful friend of Washington and of America : 'The Ameri- can liberty can never be destroyed, except by the Romish clergy.' That power which every day, and by every means, corrupts our morals, destroys our institutions, de- spises our laws and our religion, poisons our youth, leads astray our population, until it EOMANIST VOTES AND SCHOOLS. 79 can openly encourage insurrections and civil wars, and establish its insolent dominion in our divided, enfeebled, and ruined country." I have translated and extracted more than I intended, but these sentiments are certainly worth the attention of every reader. I inquired of him one clay as to the celi- bacy of the priesthood. His reply surprised me: - " Many of the priests enter orders with pure motives. But when their association commences with older priests, they become changed, and you will find only one in a thousand faithful to his obligations." Months wore away. He became an in- mate of the family of Rev. A. D. Wilbor, pastor of the first Methodist Episcopal Church of Detroit, as tutor, where, I doubt not, he learned lessons of Christian experience which he will ever remember, and at last circumstances led him away from Detroit. I was not in the city when he left. He came to see me, and I regretted that I was absent. But I look back now upon that penitent priest of Rome with great affection. 80 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. I see on my table before me the little Latin work"De Imitatione Christi," which he pre- sented me as a token of his love, and though in some things I could not help doubting whether he was yet truly converted or not, yet, in other matters, he gave at least evi- dence of a sincere desire to arrive at the truth. I have found, however, especially among Romanists, that it is often some time before the harvest comes ; that the seed will not grow up and ripen until after many days. I am trusting that in those few months some good seed was sown, which God will watch over and bring to maturity, and if that dear brother should ever read these pages, let him remember that there is one still praying for him, who hopes to meet him where the battle shall be ended, and where this weary conflict shall be over. THE SINCERE ROMANIST. 81 THE SINCERE R0MAHST. Isabel, the daughter of a very intelligent French widow lady, is the subject of my present sketch. Her mother had renounced Romanism and joined one of the English Churches previous to the commencement of our French mission, and when our society was organized became one of its members. Isabel, however, had no sympathy for her mother's belief. Strongly attached to the Church of her childhood, the Church of her fathers, she firmly advocated its doctrines, and attended strictly its services. To such an extent did she carry this prin- ciple, that she feared she was doing wrong in residing with her mother. " Mother," said she one day, " I am obliged to leave you." " Why, Isabel ?" " I dare not remain with you." "Isabel!" "You know, mother, how you once re- garded Protestants, how yau. looked upon 82 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. them as heretics. You yourself would not have lived with them, and how can I ?" " But where will you go ?" "I know not, but they tell me, when I confess, that my soul is in danger. I must go, mother ; I dare not stay." " But, Isabel, your mother loves you ; it is hard to see you leave me thus." " And I love you, mother, too ; it is hard for me ; but O ! to lose my soul will be harder yet. I cannot, cannot stay." "You must not go, Isabel; I cannot see you go, for your own sake as well as mine." " O, mother, my heart is breaking ; what can I do ?" She went away, and for sixteen long months returned not, and hardly exchanged words with her natural protector. One day during that time her mother ob- served her, poorly clad, passing her house. Impelled by a mother's feelings, she hastened to speak to her ; but no persuasions could in- duce her to enter the house. She urged her to accept some clothing, which, after much hesitation, she received, and continued her THE SINCERE ROMANIST. 83 way, leaving her widowed parent to feelings which were aggravated by the fact that Isa- bel was her only daughter. At length, at the end of the time I have mentioned, she returned like the prodigal to her home. Not long after this I arrived at Detroit, (now about four years ago,) and commenced the mission. Calling at their house, I met with Isabel, but knew not at the time her deep-seated opposition to the Protestant faith. With the permission of her mother J appointed a prayer-meeting, to be held at her residence on an evening not far distant. When the evening arrived I went to the place, and found that Isabel had again for- saken her home, and had gone no one knew whither. How much I wished to see her ! It seemed to me as if I could by a few words show her the error she was laboring under. It was some time, however, before it could be ascertained where she was. At last we learned she had gone to an uncle's house who resided in Detroit. I called on her there. She received me kindly and politely. I remarked : 84 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. " Your mother has no wish to force upon you her doctrines. 55 " I know she would not do so." " She is grieved at your absence." "I am sorry to be away from her, but I must place religion above all things else." "But your mother prays; we pray; we are trying to save our souls, and serve God." " I know it." " Why, then, do you fear us V J " I will tell you frankly. I believe in the Roman Catholic Church as the only one true Church, and I dare not participate in the worship of another." " And will you not return to your mother's house?" "I dare not." Another year passed, at the end of which time Isabel concluded again to take up her abode with her mother. I now frequently saw her. There was much in her character that interested me. She seemed to be earn- estly endeavoring to serve God as far as she knew how ; was remarkably conscientious; and, while her personal attractions were THE SINCERE ROMANIST. 85 amply sufficient to draw to her both atten- tion and admiration, her heart appeared to have no taste for their allurements. That great question, " How shall I find my way to heaven?" with her absorbed, controlled every other. Even when she abandoned her mother's house, she believed it to be in obe- dience to the command requiring her to for- sake father, mother, and all that we have for Christ's sake. I respected her, and though I spoke fre- quently to her of our Saviour, and of being born anew by the Spirit of God, I said little to her by way of controversy. Her spirit was so humble, so delicate, that controversy seemed out of place ; and though her senti- ments differed so widely from my own, I felt convinced that God's Spirit was moving on her heart, and all I hoped was that he would lead her to see, and know, and do what was his will. 86 FitENCH MISSION LIFE. ISABEL. It now became evident to me that a change was going on in the mind of Isabel. "When I met with her, she was willing to talk of re- ligion. When I prayed with her mother, she was willing to be present. Now she was ready to admit that her mother might be a Christian, if she conscientiously be- lieved the Protestant religion to be right; but as for her, no place but the Roman Catholic Church was a place of safety. This certainly was not the same spirit which actuated her when she left her mother's house, and when she fled from the prayer- meeting. On the contrary, her repugnance to a prayer-meeting had entirely vanished. I began to observe also that occasionally she was in our congregation with her mother, though on Sabbath mornings she was always careful to attend her own Church. They would leave home together; they would come to within a few houses of our church, and then, while her mother entered, she ISABEL. 87 would go on alone to the Roman Catholic mass. At length she began regularly to attend our Sabbath school in the afternoon, and here, perhaps, I observed the most decided change in her. Next I saw that she was frequently present at our morning services. On one occasion I called at her house, and had something like the following conversa- tion with her : "Do you think your heart is changed, Isabel, from what it once was ?" " O, yes ; ever since last January I have felt differently." " Do you believe God has converted you ?" " Tes, I am not what I was once." " And you believe he has forgiven your sins ?" " It seems so to me." " And death, does it seem dark ?" " O no, I am not afraid to die." She now attended our class-meetings, and her testimony was clear that she had found the peace of God. Her life also gave evi- dence of the veracity of this profession. 88 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. About this time I called one day at her mother's house. I did not yet know whether Isabel's feelings had entirely changed or not in reference to her attachment to Romanism. I thought perhaps she still attended some- times the mass, and retained some slight at- tachment to that Church. Isabel happened to be absent, and, to my surprise, her mother remarked that Isabel had not attended the Roman Catholic Church for some time ; that she herself had proposed accompanying her on one occasion, but she replied she did not wish to return there. I found here an illustration of a great prin- ciple. When the heart is truly converted hy the power of the Holy Ghost, attachment to Romanism naturally drops off, like dead leaves in the forest A few weeks ago her mother proposed holding a prayer-meeting at her house. Isabel was present, and both prayed and spoke. Last Sabbath was our quarterly-meeting. When the usual invitation was given, Isabel came forward, and joined our Church on ISABEL. 89 probation. May God grant her grace to be steadfast until she joins the Church of the first-born in heaven. And I will add a few words for those of my readers who may have become interested in the history of Isabel. I think I have never known in any one a more complete forsaking of the world than is exhibited in her. In one so young, in one who might draw to herself the attentions which are so usually valued by the young, it is exceed- ingly attractive. Before ever I read to her our rules in reference to dress, and ornaments of gold, &c, her heart seemed instinctively to understand them all. She is a living illustration of their beauty. The only orna- ment she seems to seek is that of a meek and quiet spirit, and a resemblance to Christ. Isabel and her mother were among the last persons with us as we left Detroit. They lingered hour after hour of our last day, as if anxious to be with us as much as they could. Ever since the conversion of Isabel, they 90 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. had been much attached to us, and if their love to us was any test of their religious ex- perience, with them it was a most unequivo- cal one. May God bless and keep them. MATHILDE. Mathilde A. was a little child of about ten or eleven years of age, when we first com- menced our French Sabbath school in the Second Methodist Episcopal Church in De- troit. Her mother had been brought up a Romanist, but cared little for any Church, and never attended any as far as I know, and though French, she spoke English almost as well as her native tongue. For a year, perhaps, Mathilde attended our Sabbath school, and then I observed she was absent, and for perhaps another year I lost sight of her. Soon after we opened our new church, I observed her there, and she came now again MATHILDE. 91 regularly to the school. As she grew older, she seemed to take more and more interest in anything that pertained to the Bible and God, and after some time was admitted into our Bible-class. Here I could not help no- ticing the pleasure she felt in everything that related to religion. I called at her house one day, and her mother pointed me to a large, elegantly bound Bible, saying that Mathilde had persuaded her to purchase it for her. " And she reads to me out of it," said she, "for I cannot read." I was surprised to learn this fact, for her mother was a fine- looking, intelligent-appearing woman. When we wished to obtain subscribers for the Sunday School Advocate, or anything was to be done for the school, Mathilde was always one of the first to give her name. And thus she went on until she grew up to be an extremely interesting young woman. She seemed to drink into her very soul the religious principles of God's word, and they shone upon her countenance, and gave grace and attraction to her manner. She now came forward almost voluntarily, and sought 92 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. the peace which Christ promised, and not only sought, but found, and soon afterward joined our Church on probation. Her mother ere long followed her. The latter came forward shortly before I came away, and when I left they were both probationers in the society. Catharine B. was another of our Sabbath- school children who grew up thus, loving the Scriptures, and sought the Saviour after she became a member of our Bible-class. They are both French, and both bid fair to be useful Christians. ARE YOU FAITHFUL TO YOUR CLASS-MEET- INGS? Brother G., one of the stewards of the Meth- odist Episcopal Church in , of the ISTew- York Conference, had not attended class- meeting for a long time. He had had some misunderstanding with one of his brethren, and said he would not attend. After I came on to the charge I observed his absence, and ARE YOU FAITHFUL TO CLASS-MEETINGS? 93 after some few weeks called on him, and mentioned tlie subject. He stated frankly the fact I have given, said it was not pleas- ant for him to go, and he was not willing to do so. I expostulated with him, endeavoring to put the question on the foundation of duty, and to urge him to be present, because it was right. I could do nothing with him. After trying thus until I found my efforts were fruitless, I said to him, " Well, Brother G., what can I do ? if I leave matters as they are, I shall be guilty of a neglect of duty. If you will not attend, I must appoint a committee to decide on the question, or else I shall bring condemnation on my own heart." " I am willing you should do so." " I cannot help it, if I am faithful to God and the Church ; but at the same time I do not want to lose you." I appointed a committee of three, but be- fore the time of their meeting, my excellent presiding elder, Brother M., came to the vil- lage, and I engaged him to go with me, and try if two could not do more than one. 94 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. He received us very kindly, and we both stayed until a late hour of the night in conver- sation with him, and with his lady, Sister G. It seemed for a long time of no use. He was very firm in his determination, but yet wished to remain a member of the Church he loved. There seemed to be no alternative, except going on with the matter before the committee. I have often thought of, and ad- mired since, the manner in which my pre- siding elder talked with him. There was everything that was mild and kind in his voice, and yet he was decided and earnest. I was then young in the ministry, and I have often proposed to myself his manner with Brother G. as a model for imitation. Thank God, he won him back from the error of his way. He yielded at last so as to promise that he would attend one class- meeting, with an intimation that perhaps he would continue to be present at subsequent ones. The next meeting he was there, and Sister G. was with him ; and the next, and the next; and I do not remember that he ARE YOU FAITHFUL TO CLASS-MEETINGS? 95" or his wife was ever absent while I continued in the Church. There were few or no mem- bers of the society, who were as faithful to the class-meeting as they were. And often at the prayer-meeting, my own heart has been deeply touched as I have listened to his humble supplications for more grace. I had been some time in another appoint- ment, when I heard that Brother G-. was dead. He knows well now that the course we urged him to adopt was a wise one. He sees now all the blessedness of the promise, " Be thou faithful unto death, and I will give thee a crown of life." If you, dear brother or sister, you who are reading this sketch, could realize that death is as near to you as it was to Brother G., would you not be more faithful to your class- meeting % 96 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. THE HUMILITY OF BISHOP HEDDING* I love Methodist preachers for one thing : they have so little ministerial pride about them. We have our faults. We need more earnestness in prayer, more power in preach- ing, more faithfulness in visiting regularly our people, and in bringing to them the books and other publications of our Church ; but I love my brethren for their warm, open hearts. There are some exceptions, it is true, but I hardly ever find among them any chill- ing assumption of official dignity. Bishop Hedding was remarkable for the absence of this. I had the privilege of spend- ing two days at his house on one occasion, when I enjoyed the hospitalities of himself and his excellent lady. As it came on toward evening, he asked me to let him have my boots. I asked him why, what he wanted to do with them. He replied he wished to blacken them for me. w This incident in reference to Bishop Hedding has never before been published, that I know of. A JUDGMENT OF GOD. 97 [ was astonished at his request, and said to him that I would not allow him to do so. He insisted, 'and would not be denied, until I went out with him to his wood-house, and there I could find no means of escaping from his determination to perform this humble office for me, except by doing it myself, which I did. A JUDGMENT OF GOD. I attended the funeral of a gentleman, whose death occurred under the following circum- stances : He was visiting at the house of his brother- in-law, who was a devoted Christian. Dur- ing the course of the evening, the latter ad- dressed to his guest, Mr. William P., the gen- tleman to whom I refer, some words upon the subject of his religious state. He ad- mitted readily that he was destitute of piety, but received kindly the suggestions offered. " I hope, William, that you will soon give 1 98 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. your heart and life to Christ, and trust in him." "I know I ought to do so. I have again and again half resolved to be a Christie, and yet I put it off." "It is extremely dangerous to do so. Every day it is becoming more and more difficult for you to submit to God." " I know it is. My heart is harder now than it was years ago. And I am more in- clined to unbelief, and to doubt the Bible. And yet I know its truth. I feel its realities when I sit down to talk or think seriously as we do now." "Why, then, will you not decide?" " I mean to soon." " Do so at once, to-night." " Not now." " But while you wait, consider your heart grows harder, as you admit. But not only this, but your sins, accumulating day after day, separate you further from God. And what is perhaps still more solemn, you know not when the Holy Spirit of God will leave you to hardness and impenitence of heart." A JUDGMENT OF GOD. 99 "I have thought of all this, and yet I linger." "But why?" " I know not, but I will soon attend to it ; I have decided that." "Now is the accepted time. This night is the time, William, at which God calls upon you to yield to him." They thus conversed for hours, and until the night was far advanced, one urging, the other hesitating, and sometimes seeming on the point of yielding, until Mr. P. expressed himself as follows : "If my wife will become a Christian, I give you my promise that I will yield my- self to God a week after she does." From this resolution he would not turn, and it was with a sad heart that the other left him, and retired for the night. In the morning they both rose as usual. Mr. P. stepped out a moment before break- fast, was taken suddenly ill, was brought in dying, and in a few moments was dead. As I looked upon his body in the coffin the same afternoon, I could not but think of 100 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. the resolution he had made the previous evening. HOW SISTER LE BLANC WAS CONVERTED. At the Michigan Annual Conference, held in Flint, and which closed its session Sep- tember 11, 1855, 1 stopped at the house of a kind and excellent brother, whose hospitality and Christian courtesy I shall not soon for- get. The evening of the day on which the conference closed I was seated on the front stoop, when he remarked, as an old man passed, "There is Brother White." He called to him, and, after he had entered the gate, I was introduced to a venerable man over seventy years of age, whose real name was Le Blanc, which signifies in English "the white," and he therefore received among Americans part of the English trans- lation, and was called simply Mr. "White. He had been a Eoman Catholic, but many years ago had renounced the communion of that Church, and was now a Methodist. He HOW SISTER LE BLANC WAS CONVERTED. 101 invited me to call on hiin at his house, and he and his family being French, it created in me an interest which led me during the course of the evening to walk over to his res- idence. There I found his aged wife, Sister Le Blanc, his son, daughter, and daughter's husband, with a brother from Lake Superior and his lady, whom they were entertaining during the session of the Conference. Sister Le Blanc was seventy years of age, and from herself I learned the story of her conversion. She was a Roman Catholic until she was thirty-five years old ; she then resided near Lake Champlain, and in the neighborhood of a good brother, who talked to her about religion, enough, as she ex- pressed it, " to convert a nation." One evening a neighbor woman, an American, came to invite her to a prayer-meeting. She did not pass her by, as many Ameri- cans do, because she was a Roman Catholic. " O, I cannot go ! I have no dress," she re- marked. " Well, then, I will lend you one of mine," said the other. 102 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. " Kb, I won't take yours ; I will go with my linsey-woolsey dress; it is good enough to go to a Methodist prayer-meeting in." And to the prayer-meeting she went, with her linsey-woolsey dress, and her baby in her arms, and there they talked, and they prayed, and they sung ; and all the time she sat still, and said to herself, " What abomin- able lies ! The devil is in them !" By and by a little girl, eleven years of age, got up and told her experience, and as the tears streamed down the little girl's face, she could not find it in her heart to say the devil was in her. And just then a good sister said she thought she was tired holding her baby, and she took it out of her arms without waiting to ask her. When the little girl had finished speaking, an old man rose, and told how God had converted his heart, and then, continued Sister Le Blanc, "my wicked heart was touched, and when they prayed again I got down upon my knees, and I cried to God for mercy. My sins seemed all before me, as if painted behind a glass, where I could see them distinctly. But I prayed with the de- HOW SISTER LE BLANC WAS CONVERTED. 103 termination to find pardon that night if it were possible, and the others prayed aloud for me, and I lifted up my own voice and prayed for myself, and at that very prayer- meeting God converted my heart. Thirty- five years have passed away, long enough to j udge of the reality of what passed on that memorable evening, and God is with me still." And then she went on to tell me how she obtained entire sanctification. "The sta- tioned Methodist preacher where I lived was a Brother De Wolf. His wife was a very holy woman. So was his sister. Their life was like an even-spun thread. I was con- victed by it of the need of something more than I had, and I determined, if that was en- tire sanctification, I would have it, and I set about seeking it with all my heart. Nine months afterward God blessed me with his perfect love, and I kept it by depending on God. In the morning I prayed to him to keep me until noon. I knew he could. At noon I prayed to be kept until night; and so I went on." 104: FRENCH MISSION LIFE. And there before me were this aged sister, and her husband, some years older than her- self, and their hearts seemed to be full of the love of God. It was good to be there. We knelt down and I prayed ; then another and another prayed. There seemed to be no hesitation, no fear of man. When, we rose from our knees I was obliged to leave ; but I left that spot as I would leave hallowed ground. One thought has often crossed my mind since. Who was Brother De Wolf, the preacher in the Champlain country ? Where are his devoted wife and sister? Where is the sister who invited sister Le Blanc to the prayer-meeting? Probably long ago they have gone up higher ; but their labor has not been in vain. O, that there might be mauy among us of the same spirit who will " go and do likewise." Since writing the above sketch, I have re- ceived a letter from Sister Le Blanc, and one from her son-in-law, some passages of which I translate. They are as follows : " Dear Brother, — We have not forgotten A SUDDEN DESTRUCTION. 105 the evening that yon came to onr house. I thank the Lord that my son-in-law then found the peace of God, and has given his name to the Church." Her son-in-law writes : " Dear Brother in our Lord, — I have set out in the good road to save my soul, and I expect that my wife and children will follow me." A SUDDEN DESTRUCTION. I have no doubt that the truth of the follow- ing passage of Scripture is often shown by the daily scenes of life, if the circumstances were noted and remembered : " He that being often reproved, hardeneth his neck, shall suddenly be destroyed, and that without remedy." There was an old gentleman who lived not far from where I preached at that time, who was noted in the neighborhood as a Sabbath- breaking, swearing, wicked man. I had called once or twice at the house, but had 106 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. not found him at home. One day he was sitting by the stove as I entered, and I took a seat by one side of it, while he sat by the other, and we were soon engaged convers- ing on the subject of religion. I urged him to forsake his sins and seek religion. But when I came so near to his own case, I ob- served he did not relish my remarks, and soon I could get but little reply from him, but a simple yes or no. He would consent to nothing, neither to serve God, nor to give up sin, nor try to pray. I was obliged to leave him with but little satisfaction to my- self. Yery shortly afterward, and the very next thing I heard of him was, that as he was crossing the railroad track in his wagon, the cars came upon him, struck one of his wheels, overturned the wagon, and killed him instantly. THE DYING SINNEK. 107 THE DYING SINNER. Lt the summer of 1854, we had a great deal of cholera in Detroit, more, during one or two weeks, in proportion to the size of the city, than there was in the city of New- York during the first and most malignant visitation in the year 1832. Our French church stood in that part of the city where it prevailed most, and I had frequent occa- sion to meet with cases of the most distress- ing character. It took its victims from our Sabbath school, from our congregation, and from the families of our Church members, but it was a little singular that not one of our members was taken from us. It seemed as if our little band was literally included under the promise : " Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night ; nor for the arrow that flieth by day ; nor for the pesti- lence that walketh in darkness ; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday." I was sent for late one evening to visit a person who had been attacked by it, and 108 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. was conducted to one of those wretched houses which fester in every large commu- nity. I found a very intelligent young woman in great agony of mind. She was quite rational, and seemed to understand per- fectly her condition. She had no hope, no trust in Christ, not a ray of light to cheer the dark valley on which she was about to enter. Once, she said, she had tried to be a Chris- tian. Once she had looked up to God as her Father and her Friend. Once she had looked forward to heaven as her home. But she had yielded to the tempter, she had stepped aside, and then her course continued down- ward. I find in my journal the following entry in reference to her: " I have visited six cases of cholera to-day, one a terrible one. Poor woman ! how she cried, \ Lord, have mercy ! Lord, have mercy P as she panted for breath." I knelt down and prayed for her, but it seemed to produce no change in her feelings. I passed from the chamber toward the front door. There was but one room between them, one side of which was occupied by A FRENCH COUNT. 109 decanters, glasses, goblets, and whatever else was necessary to furnish a large bar of liquors. It was a strange contrast to me as the door between them stood open, that dy- ing woman, and those polished bottles stand- ing in array, as if newly brightened up for an evening's revelry. She died during the night, to all appear- ance in the same dark despair in which I had found her. A FRENCH COUNT. A very handsome young man, very well dressed, called on me one day. I could not help observing him. His fine complexion, contrasted with his jet black beard and dark eyes, and his decidedly foreign expression of countenance, would have graced any drawing-room or parlor of the Fifth Avenue. Besides, he spoke French with an accent per- fectly unexceptionable. He was, he said, a younger scion of a noble family, and bore in France the title of count, 110 FEENCH MISSION LIFE. but his health had failed, his lungs had be- come diseased, and he was no longer able to attend to business. He had need of the air of the country, and as he had understood the poor-house of the county was about thirteen or fourteen miles from the city, he would feel extremely grateful to me if I would obtain for him a ticket of admission. After some religious conversation, and after handing him some French tracts and a New-Testament, I prayed with him, and then proceeded to the proper office. The ticket was given without any hesitation, and the next morning he went out to his new country residence. The readiness with which he had listened to religious conversation, and received re- ligious tracts, rather pleased me, and I re- gretted that I had no better place to send him than to the county house. However, his appearance did not indicate bad health, and I hoped I would be able to see him often again. He remained but a short time there, and went I know not whither, and very soon I heard he was dead. I have , A FRENCH COUNT. Ill often thought of that young man. A stran- ger, like so many others, to our language, habits, and people, he seemed anxious to trouble no one. He never spoke of pecuniary want, nor intimated that he wished my help, and I never even found out where he had lived pre- viously. Sometimes young men who have been in better circumstances have a great reluctance to making known their residence, where it does not correspond with their ap- pearance. I have no doubt that often he felt the need of sympathy, and knew not where to seek for it. How often, surrounded as we are with the blessings of a bountiful country, and kind friends, we have cause to remember what was addressed to the Jews in the nineteenth chapter of Leviticus : " But the stranger that dwelleth with you shall be unto you as one born among you, and thou shalt love him as thyself; for ye were strangers in the land of Egypt. I am the Lord your God." 112 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. JOSEPH AND HIS FATHER. Little Joseph's mother died of the cholera, which prevailed in Detroit during the sum- mer of 1854. His father, who was from France, and brought up a Roman Catholic, was a man of some ability and some educa- tion ; but intemperance seemed to have ruined him. For month after month when I have occasionally seen him he appeared to be always intoxicated. 'No one had any hopes of his reform. I have never known a more desperate case. It was a sad home for Joseph and his sister Mary. They were pretty children, and yet singularly contrasted. Both had the same large, dark, speaking eye ; both had the same regularity of feature and expressive mouth ; both had the same French contour of countenance. But Mary was always neat and clean ; Joseph in all circumstances, in all places, was just the re- verse. You could not find a more ragged boy, and I do not remember that I ever saw him in those days with a clean face except JOSEPH AND HIS FATHEK. 113 once, and that was when I washed it my- self. Winter came on, and with it extreme poverty. Joseph's father drank too much to work, and the care both of his father and sister fell in a great measure upon Joseph. Not more than eleven years of age, and small of his age, nature had given him an energy and quickness beyond his years. Sometimes he would sell matches, sometimes sweep the crossings, and sometimes beg ; but he al- ways managed to bring home something for his father and sister to eat. Their fare was certainly not luxurious, but it was enough to keep them from starvation. I happened to be in the house one day when Joseph came in, and as he entered, with a most exultant air he drew from under his jacket a large piece of biscuit, which seemed to have been eaten on one side, and presented it to his father as if it had been a thousand dollar bill. On another occasion I found the old man at his table eating a piece of raw fat salt pork, no bread, no vegetables, nothing else whatever. 8 114 FKENCH MISSION LIFE. I thought it would be doing the child a service to get him into some situation, and spoke to one of my friends who kept a shoe store, who said he would take him as errand boy. I brought him to my house, washed his face, combed his hair, (it seemed as if it had not been combed before since his mother's death,) and presented him with a new cap. He remained four days in the shoe store ; his father could not afford to let him stay any longer ; begging was more profitable for the family. Joseph understood this better than anything else, for which, at the present mo- ment, necessity obliged him in part to re- linquish both selling matches and sweeping cross-walks. Spring came, and with it a crisis in Joseph's history. He still came to Sunday school-, but stated to me that he could no longer en- dure his father's drunkenness, and conse- quent ill-treatment. As I afterward learned, one day he suddenly left home, and wander- ed about the city during the day, and when night came, quietly slipped in under the floor of his father's house, and there slept. This JOSEPH AND HIS FATHER. 115 was his regular bed for a week, every night overhearing his father's drunken vagaries, and safe from his violence. At the end of that time his father began to express aloud his desires that Joseph would come home again ; so coming out of his hiding-place and going in at the front door, he again under- took providing bread for the household. It was not long, however, before little Mary too was obliged to fly from her father, who was maddened by drink, and to seek refuge where she could. About the same time Joseph left again, and gathering together all the old clothes he could find, he made him- self a regular bed under the floor, and there slept. "When his father seemed thoroughly to miss him, and when, from his expressions overhead, he thought there was a probability of good treatment, he came up stairs again. The third time the little fellow fled. I will not say he was justified in thus leaving his home, but I will say that, from what I could see myself of his father, it was hard for Joseph to remain alone with him. This time he went away in reality, and 116 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. found a home in a barn with three other boys, where they slept at night ; and after they had become acquainted with Joseph's abilities for begging, they sent him out to provide for the table of all, the same as he had done for the family at home. I after- ward asked him how he lived. " Well," said he, " we kept warm at night by putting a board over us." "Aboard!" said I. " O yes, we put the hay on us first, and then the board on the hay ; but by and by one boy got caught, and another went home, and there was only one left with me. My uncle found out where I was, and thought he could catch me ; I ran, and my dog ran with me, and when he had almost caught me, my dog seized him by the knee, and then he stopped, and I escaped." " And how did you get your meals ?" "Sometimes I sold matches and made a little money, and ' mornings' I went down to the market and took a bowl of coffee for four cents, and four cents' worth of cake. This was my breakfast. Then I went to a hotel." JOSEPH AND HIS FATHER. 117 " A hotel !" "Yes, I got my dinner at a hotel." "But how?" "Why they gave me meat, and sausage and bread, with which, in an alley or in our barn, we made our dinner, and what was left served us for supper." It was about this time that I became most interested in the old man. I visited him often, but I cannot say that I ever found him at that time quite sober. However, I warned him as earnestly as I could of the conse- quences of continuing the use of liquor, and prayed earnestly that God would save him. It was a sad sight to behold him living alone and drinking himself to death. He was al- ways willing that I should pray with him, and seemed penitent while I talked with him. I invited him one evening to our class-meet- ing. When he came I was extremely mor- tified, and sorry that I had asked him, though I am not sorry now. He got up and spoke, and then got up and spoke again, and then again. It was very difficult for me to get him to stop, which I was the 118 FRENCH MISSION LIFE. more anxious to do as his talk was very rambling. I had hoped the meeting might have made some kind of impression on him ; but he made rather an impression on the meeting, and seemed to destroy its serious- ness. Still I visited him, and prayed with him and for him. Last May our Maine law was to go into operation. Just about the day, if not the very day it was to commence, Joseph's father stopped drinking. There seemed to be a moral influence about the fact that liquor was forbidden to be sold, to- gether with the idea that I had sought him out and visited him in his degradation, which commenced in him the work of re- form. He remarked to me once or twice, "The Roman Catholic priests never came to try to save me, but you did." And yet I confess I did once have a feeling of shame when I met him at the gate so grossly intoxicated that he could understand noth- ing. Weeks wore away, and, to my ex- treme gratification, he continued perfectly sober. Now he would follow me in JOSEPH AND HIS FATHER. 119 prayer, and pray aloud for himself, that God would have mercy upon him, un a' »0 * ■7 ^ ,0 o,' % & fj.. V V Deacidified using the Bookkeeper process. V <*3 V* ? Neutralizing agent: Magnesium Oxide Treatment Date: Nov, 2005 PreservationTechnologies A WORLD LEADER IN PAPER PRESERVATION 1 1 1 Thomson Park Drive Cranberry Township, PA 16066 . (724)779-2111 ~*P£~~\? _ ^ <(F V- h\^Sl ^ ^ ^ v 5. '%■ > ' <\V „ ^ ^ \ V % -/-_ +L vO o. ^ H -n*. ,0o L iV < LIBRARY OF CONGRESS 014 239 878 3 *>:'■' 18