{p. 179}
CHAPTER VI.
EXPOSURE, SICKNESS---BATTLE CREEK SANITARIUM
In February, 1884, I attended a general meeting at Hutchinson. I was
feeling poorly. The exposure and incessant labor were telling upon my
naturally feeble constitution. I met some friends there from Dassel. They
were very desirous that I should visit their church, and I finally consented
to go. We started for Dassel, fourteen miles away, about sundown. As we
got about half way, we crossed a lake on the ice. The sun had softened
the snow some, and the horses sunk down in it. I immediately jumped out
to lighten the load. Between the snow and the ice there was much water.
My feet were as wet as if I had jumped into a river. We went to a house
near by, put on a pair of dry socks, and started on again. It was not ten
minutes before my boots were frozen as hard as rocks.
I was forced to run behind the sleigh to keep my feet from freezing, and
consequently took a severe cold. I found the brethren were holding
meetings in an old log hut about two miles out of town. It was entirely
unfit for the purpose. I said to the brethren, ''Why don't you build a
church?'' They said, ''We are not able.'' I replied, ''You have trees that will
make lumber, and there is a sawmill near by, and you have strong hands.
What is to hinder having a church?'' The idea took immediately. One said,
''I will finish a lot.'' Another would finish lumber, another work, etc: and
they all agreed that if I would stay and help them through, they would go
at it. I was suffering from a severe cold, and was weary and worn; but I
was anxious to see the people enjoying the blessings of a good house of
worship, so I said. ''Yes, brethren, I am with you.'' I thought, ''Strike now,
when the iron is hot.'' I went into the woods to cut saw logs. The snow was
up to my knees, and melting, and I kept adding to my cold all the time. It
was marvelous how quickly we had a church inclosed. Those not of our
faith helped us with work {p. 180} and money. One day, as I was lifting on
a heavy stick of timber, I hurt my back. I felt so bad that I soon went
home.
I kept getting worse until I was laid on a sick bed. My back pained me so I
could get but little rest, night or day. I got a little better, and was called
upon to preach Alva Presnall's funeral sermon. Although very weak, I
could not refuse. The church was damp, and I took cold, and had a
relapse. As I got a little better again, I was sent to visit Stella Moon, a
young sister in the last stages of heart disease. She was in great distress,
and wanted I should visit and pray with her. She lived three miles down
the railroad track. The section boss said he would take there on the hand
car in a few minutes. So, feeble as I was I went. We had only got nicely
started on our way when it began to rain, and I took more cold, after
which I was worse than before. My back pained me so intensely that if
anyone approached the bed, Mrs. Hill said I would turn white to my ears,
for fear someone would touch me or jar me in some way. The only way I
could get relief was to wring clothes out of hot water, and put them on my
back. In this way my flesh was scalded, but the pain was so great I
realized it not. I determined, if ever I got able, to go to the Sanitarium,
Battle Creek, Mich. I got some better; and in May I was carried to the
train, and started for what I thought was the only earthly hope.
I fell in with some people on the train going from Dakota to Michigan. We
soon became acquainted, told one another something of our past history,
and so helped to while away the weary hours. At a station in Wisconsin, a
German family boarded the train. They could speak no English, and when
we reached Chicago, they were asked for their baggage checks by a man
with a great number of checks on his arm. He could speak no German
and they no English, and were having quite a hard time of it. I tried to
explain to them in German what was wanted, and it did them a world of
good to find someone who could speak a little German.
While waiting in the depot at Chicago, a lady learned that I was on the
way to the Sanitarium, and she said to me, ''They will feed you on bran
bread there.'' ''How do you know that?'' I asked. ''I had a sister who was
there a while, and that is what they gave her to eat.'' ''Did she get well?''
''Oh, yes, {p. 181} she has enjoyed most excellent health ever since.''
''Well, I am willing to eat bran or any other kind of bread that will make
me well again.'' I found, however, that the Sanitarium bill of fare
embraced a great variety of fruits, grains, and vegetables, and was most
excellent.
From Chicago I took the Michigan Central for Battle Creek, and was soon
flying over the iron rails for the Sanitarium. The car I occupied was filled
with Baptist ministers on their way to Detroit to attend a Baptist
association. The conversation turned upon religion in politics. They
became so interested in the subject that they stood up in the middle of
the car so they could hear one another speak. I was an attentive listener.
They thought the only way to save the nation from ruin was for the
religious people to attend the primaries, and do all they could to control
legislation. I asked one of them, a D. D., if all the religious people should
unite upon any one point in politics if he thought they could carry it. He
said, ''With the aid of those non-church members who would vote with us,
we can.'' Thus the idea is rapidly gaining ground that the religious people
must rule in politics, which means an image to the beast in the near
future.
About 2:30 P. M. we arrived at the Sanitarium. I found W. H. Hall, of
Minnesota, one of my children in the faith, acting as steward of the
institution. The Sanitarium was an immense affair, and they were building
on an addition costing $50,000. The institution is under the charge of Dr.
J. H. Kellogg, who fills the office of medical superintendent. He is assisted
by an able corps of doctors, nurses, bath hands, etc. The first thing they
did for me was to give me a warm bath, which was refreshing in the
highest degree. the next day they gave me a cold bath. It seemed as if me
breath would forsake me, never more to return, as I got into the cold
water. My attendant gave me a vigorous rubbing, quickly took me out,
and dried me with a sheet, then spatted me all over his hands until I was
in a warm glow. I took the cold bath once a week, and in while could take
it with comfort. The next treatment was a salt glow. I stood on a stool,
and with my hands took hold of iron hooks in the wall above my head,
while my attendant took handfuls of salt, mixed with water until it was like
mush, and rubbed me with it from head {p. 182} to foot until there was a
redness all over me. It was quite a severe process, as the sharp salt
crystals would almost cut through my skin. After my attendant was
through rubbing me, my whole body was covered with salt. I was then
taken to a water faucet which poured at first a stream of warm water
upon me as I turned round, and soon the salt was all washed away; but
the water gradually became cooler until I could scarcely endure it. After
the salt glow came the massage, in which the patient was laid on a couch,
and anointed with oil, and every muscle rubbed and kneaded in the most
thorough manner. It was a very agreeable experience to me. One felt like
new person after such a treatment. The electric bath was what I enjoyed
most of all. The patient lay at full length in tepid water with folded arms.
then the electricity was applied to the chest and upper part of the body.
After a while the electric current was changed to the extremities. It
seemed to me that I was being rejuvenated while in the bath. They used
electricity in various ways, and it helped me very much in my run-down
condition. There was the gymnasium, in which was every kind of
appliance for exercising the muscles. Then there were calisthenics and
Indian clubs, with marching to and fro to the sound of music. There was
also a Swedish movement room, in which a patient's nerves and muscles
were rubbed, kneaded, thumped, strapped, vibrated, and frictionized into
activity by machinery.
One evening the doctor examined my nostrils, and said, ''I see some
abnormal growths that will have to be removed.'' He removed four large
hypertrophies, two from each nostril. He fastened a wire loop over the
lumps of flesh in my nostrils, the two ends of which ran down a little tube,
and were fastened to a screw at the end; as the doctor turned the screw,
it pulled the wire down the tube making the loop smaller and smaller,
until the lumps were cut off. It was a good deal worse that pulling teeth.
All the abnormal growths could not be removed in this way, and the
doctor continued to burn them out with a red hot iron once a week for six
months, or as long as I continued at the institution. Mrs. Hill's health was
also poor, and later after I had been there two months she also came with
two of the children. We remained in Battle Creek until after General
Conference. It was the first General Conference {p. 183} we ever had the
privilege of attending. It was very interesting to hear reports from all parts
of the field throughout the whole world. It is wonderful to see how the rays
of light from heaven are penetrating the dark corners of the earth. Every
morning before daylight we held meetings for seeking the Lord, and never
did I see such earnestness before.
At the Sanitarium I met people from all parts of the country, among
whom were all classes and conditions of men, ---judges, lawyers, doctors,
ministers, college professors, senators, congressmen, and literary people.
They flock to the Sanitarium for the recuperation of lost vitality. I made
the acquaintance of C. F. Bradley, of Evanston, Ill., an eminent Methodist
minister and educator. He was very sorry that I had left the Methodist
church, and joined the Adventists, and often tried to show me it is all right
to keep Sunday; but his Scripture proof was very slim. One day he said to
me, ''Brother Hill, will nothing do you but a 'Thus saith the Lord' for
Sunday keeping? Will not church history suffice?'' ''Well, Brother Bradley, I
think nothing equals a 'Thus saith the Lord.' I prefer the commandment of
God to all the teachings of men.'' I considered such a question as an
acknowledgement on his part that he could find no ''Thus saith the Lord''
for Sunday sacredness, and if C. F. Bradley cannot find it, who can?
One evening, as I was leaving the Sanitarium for the cottage where my
wife and I roomed, he called to me just as I reached the door. He desired
to speak with me a moment. ''Yes, Brother Bradley; what is it?'' ''I wish to
speak with you about the Sabbath.'' We stood side by side, with our
shoulders against the wall near the door, and a patient sat near by in a
chair. He began by saying, ''Your people are committing a great wrong in
keeping the seventh-day Sabbath.'' ''How so, Brother Bradley?'' ''The
Christian people of this land are having a great struggle with saloon
keepers, infidels, and wicked people generally, to maintain the Christian
Sabbath and sometimes it looks as if the forces of evil would prevail in
spite of all that we can do; and you, a Christian people, weaken the hands
of God's servants, and strengthen the hands of the wicked by saying,
'Sunday is not the Sabbath of the Lord at all.' Yes, I think you people {p.
184} commit a great wrong in so doing. I think it is displeasing to God.''
He certainly made out a plausible case, in his own eyes, at least. I replied,
''Brother Bradley, if I do wrong, and displease the Lord by keeping the
seventh day, I commit sin, do I not?'' ''certainly.'' ''And if I commit sin I
must answer for it on the day of judgment.'' ''Yes, that is so.'' ''very well,
suppose the day of final reckoning has come, and I stand before the judge
of all the earth, and he demands of me why I kept the seventh day, what
reply could I make? Could I not say, 'The great God came down from
heaven, and stood upon the trembling mount, amid smoke and flame,
and with awe-inspiring majesty proclaimed with His own divine voice, ''The
seventh day is the Sabbath; in it thou shalt not do any work?'' not only so,
but the divine finger traced the same words upon the imperishable stone,
and in that world of sin and rebellion against God, amid scorn and
ridicule, at the loss of reputation, friends, and worldly preferment, I kept
the seventh-day Sabbath because I loved the Lord, and trembled at His
word. I kept it because I sincerely desired above everything else to honor
God and keep His commandments.' Brother Bradley, what will the great
God do with me?'' He thought a moment, and said; ''O, Brother Hill, you
will be saved.''
The next morning, I met the patient who sat listening to our conversation,
and he said to me, ''Elder, you made the strongest point last evening I
ever heard made in all my life.'' There was only one answer that could be
given, for it is inconceivable that God would condemn a man for keeping
the divine precepts spoken and written by God Himself. ''then you think it
is perfectly safe to keep the commandments of God.'' ''Yes, sir; I do.'' Is it
equally safe to despise them, and trample them in the dust? Look at it
from the other side. If a Sunday keeper were asked in the judgment, ''Why
did you keep Sunday?'' could he point to any divine command for its
observance?---No. All he could point to would be the commandments and
traditions of men, and Christ said, ''In vain do ye worship me, teaching for
doctrines the commandments of men.'' Matt. 15: 9. Those are solemn
words, and I hope the kind reader will ponder them well.
At the Sanitarium some things happen that impress the {p. 185} memory.
One morning the welkin rang with shouts and yells from the bathroom.
What could be the matter? We soon discovered that an eminent Episcopal
clergyman of Milwaukee was being put through the cold bath exercise for
the first time. On another occasion the Sanitarium resounded with
whoops and yells and very unbecoming words, and short sentences
delivered with all the energy and power of a Boanerges. A rebel general
from Georgia was taking a steam bath, and the attendant had turned on
the steam hotter than he ought to, and had departed for a moment to
attend to some one else. Hence the terrific yells and bad language.
My experience at the Sanitarium was a benefit to me in more ways than
one. I had the privilege of mingling with more refined people than ever
before. Although a rustic from the frontier, some of the foremost people
took an interest in me. After I had been at the Sanitarium a while, I
became chaplain of the institution. It was my duty to preach in the parlor
every Sunday evening, to hold family worship every morning, to hold Bible
readings and prayer meetings with the helpers, and to visit, read, and
pray with, and give consolation to, those patients who especially needed
and desired it. Plenty to keep a well man busy. I was growing better every
day, and almost daily I was greeted with, ''Elder, you are looking better.'' I
thought if I could only continue to improve I would eventually become
good looking, which would be a transformation indeed. I was invited to
preach in the Tabernacle. On Sabbath morning before meeting, my wife
and I were surprised to receive a call from a lady from Ohio. She said, ''I
hear the people say you are not capable of preaching in the Tabernacle. I
know you are, and I have come to request you to do the best you can;''
and the tears ran down her cheeks like rain. She would not stop a minute,
but delivered her message, and went her way. The Lord gave freedom in
speaking, and the hearty amens from the old veterans of the cause
showed that the discourse had struck a responsive chord.
My health being greatly improved, we must return to Minnesota, and re-
enter the gospel field. We arrived at Eagle Lake, Minn., about 2 A.M. We
went to my father's house, intending to stay until daylight, but we found a
stranger's foot had crossed the sill. Father had traded his town property
for a {p. 186} farm. We then went to Brother Elwin Merrill's, where we
received a hearty welcome.
The winter of 1884- 85 was severe. I labored, with Elder D. P. Curtis, at
Wells, Rogers School House, and Good Thunder. We labored very hard,
with some success, especially at good Thunder, where thirteen were
brought to acknowledge the truth. I exposed myself so much during the
winter that during the following summer and winter I could do but little in
the cause.
A BAPTISMAL EXPERIENCE
Elder Grant and myself attended meeting at Tenhassen, Martin county. A
Mrs. Snow had come to that meeting from Fairmount, to be baptized. Her
husband strenuously objected. He had no valid reason, only he would not
allow it. His objection made quite a stir. Elder Grant thought that under
the circumstances she should be advised to postpone her baptism, but I
did not feel clear to do so. So we called a number of responsible brethren
to one side, and asked them if they were acquainted with the parties; and
they said they were. ''Is Mrs. Snow a good woman?'' ''Yes.'' ''Is her
husband a good man?'' ''We cannot say that he is.'' Then it was decided to
go forward with the baptism. We had to go three miles to the water, and
when we got there, it was discovered that the husband had purloined her
baptismal clothing, and now what was to be done. I said to her, ''Go to
that house over there, and borrow some clothing.'' She went, and soon
returned, attired in an old German lady's costume. It did not fit very well,
but it answered the purpose. As we were going to the water, Brother
Knowlton said to me, ''Brother Hill, have a care what you do; for this is a
very bad man. I know him well; he very nearly killed a man with a hoe
once, and it would not surprise me in the least if it turns out that he has a
revolver in his pocket now.'' 'Very well, Brother Knowlton I am doing the
Lord's work in baptizing his believing children, and I will trust in Him
while doing His work.'' There were a number of candidates for baptism,
and I said to Sister Snow, ''You wait until the last, and then you step right
forward; and if he undertakes to hinder you by force, {p. 189} we will not
have to fight with him. We will consider we have gone as far as consistent,
and let it go for this time.'' We gathered at the water's edge [I will never
forget the scene], and all kneeled down, while Elder Grant prayed. I never
heard him pray with such fervency of spirit before. It seemed as if the
Lord was speaking to us through his servant. After prayer and song, the
baptizing began. Mr. Snow stood between his wife and the water, with
defiant attitude; but as I was leading out the last candidate, he suddenly
ran up the bank and out of sight, while his wife was joyfully baptized in
the name of the Lord. The Spirit of the Lord was present in such power he
could not stand it, and so ran away. Blessed be the name of the
Lord!
The winter of 1885- 86 I taught school at Eagle Lake. Brother David Alway
was principal of the school that winter. He was an excellent teacher, and
tried to rule the school by love and kindness; but on some of the
youngsters his kindness was bestowed in vain. It was like casting pearls
before swine. One evening he told some of the youngsters, whom he had
retained after school because of misconduct, that he rather be whipped
than to whip them; whereupon one of the young scapegraces took the
rod, and proceeded to lay it on the teacher's back in the most approved
fashion. I must confess that I did possess the required humility and
meekness to run my department on that line. I kept the rod in my own
hand, and wherever incorrigible meanness showed its head, I struck at it,
and I found it had a most excellent effect. While some natures will
respond to kindness, it is still true that the rod is for the fool's back.
In March, 1886, we had a Sabbath-school convention at Good Thunder. It
was the most interesting and profitable I ever had the pleasure of
attending. At that convention a Baptist minister accepted the truth, and
the next summer I had the pleasure of baptizing him and his good wife in
the Blue Earth River. I am sorry to say that afterward he met with trials,
and became discouraged.
TRUTH CAST OUT
In the spring, before camp meeting, Brother John Hopkins invited me to
hold meetings in his neighborhood. A church {p. 190} was secured,
meetings were well attended, and everything was favorable, until we
reached the Sabbath question on Sunday evening. The audience was
large, and the interest good. At the close of the sermon I was informed
that I could have the church no longer. I thanked the church people for
the use of the church so far, and as the audience desired to hear further
on this question, I would take the liberty to appoint one meeting in an
empty schoolhouse that stood across the street. In the morning I found
the same parties that controlled the church, controlled the schoolhouse
also, and they refused it for even one meeting. Now, what was to be done?
The announcement was made, and some would come for miles to the
meeting, and they must not be disappointed. We decided to preach God's
message in the street. Some interested ones fixed some seats with planks
placed upon blocks, made a platform out of boards, and a pulpit out of a
barrel. I hung my charts on the end of the schoolhouse woodshed, which
stood adjacent to the street, lanterns were hung up, and thus we
prepared for the meeting. The people came; some sat in their buggies
and wagons, and some on the seats prepared for them. It was a strange
sight to see God's messenger proclaiming the gospel of the kingdom in
the highway, with an empty schoolhouse on one side of him and an empty
church on the other. ''Hear the word of the Lord, ye that tremble at His
word. Your brethren that hated you, that cast you out for my name's sake,
said, Let the Lord be glorified; but He shall appear to your joy, and they
shall be ashamed.'' Isa. 66: 5. Gentle reader, please ponder this scripture
well. the Lord will appear to the joy of the people; but they will be a
people tremble at the word of the Lord. They will be hated and cast out by
their brethren. Are you one of them?
During the summer I held tent meetings in Dodge Center, Dodge County,
in connections with A. H. Vankirk and Frank Coon. One Sunday evening,
as Marshall Vankirk and W. A. Alway were sleeping in the tent, some
thieves entered, and appropriated their clothing,---fine shirts, caps, coats,
and vests, shoes and stockings. About break of day there came a rapping
on my bedroom window. I looked out, and there stood Marshall without
hat, coat, shoes, or stockings, with only an undershirt and an old pair of
pants on. He made an urgent plea {p. 193} for clothing for himself and
Brother Alway, which was immediately responded to. I relate this incident
to show some of the experiences of holders of tent meetings. If all would
keep the commandments of God, such experiences would be unknown.
The meetings at Dodge Center were well attended. The church was
revived, a few were added by baptism, and in the autumn a neat church
was built, in which the little flock could worship God.
The summer of 1887, Brother A. H. Vankirk and myself held tent
meetings at Mapleton, Blue Earth County. The interest was small, and we
saw but little fruit of our labor. We were preparing to open meetings in
Winnebago City, when I was called upon to go to Winona, Minn. Elder
Shultz, of Nebraska, was conducting a series of German meetings there in
a tent with a good interest, which stirred up the enemy of all right to
oppose; and he stirred up his children, of whom there were a great
number in the city, to tear the tent down, and so stop the work. So on one
Sunday evening, when the tent was full of people, a great crowd of half-
drunk followers of the beast [papacy] assaulted the tent, and tore it down
on the heads of the assembled multitude. The yells of the mob and the
screams of the women and children were terrific. If pandemonium had
raised up bodily, the uproar could scarcely be exceeded. A board fence
that ran by the tent was stripped of its boards in a twinkling, by men
attending the meeting, and used as weapons of warfare against the
rioters. One man made a rush for Elder Shultz, when a stout German,
John Lamprecht by name, struck him with his fist, under the ear, and
sent him sprawling on the ground. Brother Shultz said he lay there and
quivered, as if he was about to give up his life.
AT THIS JUNCTURE OF AFFAIRS
Brother Shultz received a telegram that his son had been hurt with a
mowing machine, and that he should immediately return home. As there
was no minister in the conference that could speak any German but
myself, I was sent to do what I could to care for the German interest at
Winona. When I arrived at Winona, I found everything in a discouraging
condition; but with Brother Wm. Rahn, we went to work holding Bible
readings from house to house, rented a hall for meetings {p. 194} and
Sabbath school, and soon the skies began to brighten. Brother Rahn soon
went home to Hutchinson, but I removed my family to Winona, and Sister
Amelia Meilicke stayed with us, and helped in the work. Also Brother and
Sister Koeni helped some, although they were all learners. We used to
have Bible study in German daily, which we all enjoyed very much. As the
weather became colder, our hall became too uncomfortable to hold
meetings in, and I rented a house, the parlor of which we converted into a
chapel. Our Sabbath school increased in interest and numbers, until we
had sixty or more members. Sometimes the Sabbath school would
occupy parlor, dining room, and, kitchen. When Elder Grant visited the
school, he was very much surprised at the interest, and said he would not
have believed it, had he not seen it.
My life in Winona was a very busy one, holding Bible study with the
German students, visiting and holding Bible readings from house to
house, baptizing converts, and preaching in both English and German. As
I was visiting a German family, Borman by name, the lady informed me
that they were visited by another minister, and they told him of the
Adventist and of their belief that the second coming of Christ was nigh
and he replied. ''Mein Herr kommt noch lange nicht'' [My Lord delayeth
His coming]. I said, ''Please read Matt. 24: 48, and she read, ''So aber
jener, der boeser knecht, wird i(x)? Seinem hertzen sagen; Mein Herr
kommt noch lange nicht. [And if that evil servant shall say in his heart, my
lord delayeth His coming] I asked her. ''What was the evil servant to say?''
She said, ''Mein Herr kommt noch lange nicht.'' ''What did the minister
say?'' He said, ''Mein Herr kommt noch lange nicht,'' ''Then what kind of a
servant is the minister?'' ''Er ist ein boeser knecht [He is an evil servant]
He said he would like to read the Scriptures with you.'' ''He can have that
privilege any time.'' It was arranged that we should meet at the Borman
home, and search the Scripture together; but before the appointed
evening came, it was evident the house would not hold the people that
would come; so the minister invited us into his church, and we searched
the Scriptures together for two evenings; the result of which was that the
Borman family accepted the commandments of God and the faith of
Jesus.
{p. 195}
The work grew, until the spring of 1888 saw the Adventist people of
Winona in possession of a neat church, and a house that answered well
for a parsonage. Thus grew the word of the Lord and prospered. Since
then the little company of believers have been called to pass through
trials, and some have removed to other parts, while others have gone to
rest a little season until the Lifegiver shall come. I hope and pray that
others may be raised up to go with the little company to the kingdom of
God. We remained in Winona until the spring of 1889, when we removed
to Whitewater Valley, the place where I found my wife, twenty years
before. We passed by the old house in which we were married, and the
schoolhouse wherein I had taught school. A flood of old memories came
thronging into our minds by these reminders of the olden times. The
Summer of 1889, Brother Hultreich Graf and I ran tent meetings at
Stockton and Lewiston, but with indifferent success.
At Lewiston the saloon keepers were the main pillars of the churches, and
we could do but little with such a class of people. The walls of the saloons
were decorated with pictures of Bible scenes, and drinking and getting
drunk were no hindrance to church membership and church privileges.
The first evening we were there, we heard women screaming in the street,
a little way out of town. I ran down to see what the matter was. I found a
poor man with his face beaten to a jelly. I never saw a worse looking face
on a human being. It looked so shocking that women screamed when they
saw it. A saloon keeper, one of the pillars in the church, had pounded him
in such a shameful manner. One Sunday afternoon I saw a man with a
great stick in his hand, chasing his wife. I stepped in front of the animal,
and called a halt in his sanguinary proceedings. That is the only instance I
ever saw in all my travels anything in the shape of a man chasing his wife
with a club.
No wonder we could not accomplish much in such a place. We soon left
for more inviting fields. Brother Graf moved to Winona, and we went to
Minnesota City six miles up the Mississippi.
In the fall of 1889 I had quite an experience getting subscriptions to
petitions to Congress against religious legislation. Senator Blair, of New
Hampshire, had introduced two {p. 196} religious bills into the United
States Senate. One was entitled, ''A bill to secure to the people the
enjoyment of the first day of the week, commonly known as the Lord's
day, as a day of rest, and to promote its observance as a day of worship.''
In section 2, of his educational bill, we find these words;--
''Each State in this Union shall establish and maintain a system of free
public schools, adequate for the education of all the children living
therein, between the ages of six and sixteen years inclusive, in the
common branches of knowledge, and in virtue, morality, and the
principles of the Christian religion.''
Thousands of religious zealots were working with all their might to
commit Congress to the above religious legislation, and we thought it was
time Congress, and the people generally, should have their attention
called to the terrible effects of religious legislation. In my efforts to secure
subscriptions to those petitions, I met with all kinds of people with all
kinds of views. I came to a gentleman's house in Whitewater Valley, who
readily signed the petition, but his wife thought religious instruction
should be given in the public schools. She said, ''Here is Mr. Y's family,
who do not attend religious meetings, and they receive no such
instruction at home; and if they do not receive it in school, they will not
receive it at all.'' ''If religion must be taught in the public school.'' I
replied, ''what religion shall it be?'' Suppose you should secure a Catholic
teacher for your school, and she should be required by law to teach
religion, she would certainly teach her own faith, as she would consider
that the truest and best. How would you like to have your little children
taught to pray to the Virgin Mary, and adore her image? That they must
confess their sins to a priest, and get his absolution or be lost? To be
taught to believe in purgatory, and to pay the priest to say mass for the
repose of the souls of the dead? To be taught that the pope is the
infallible vicar of Christ? that all Protestants are damned, and outside of
the Catholic Church there is no salvation, and much more, equally
abominable?'' ''I would not like it at all,'' she replied emphatically.
''But would you not love to have your children taught the Catholic religion
just as well as the Catholic would love to have his children taught your
religion? And would not the {p. 197} Catholic have just as much right to
teach your children his religion as you have to teach the Catholic children
the Protestant religion? Again, there are thousands of infidels who do not
want their children taught any religion. Would the Christians have any
more right to teach the children of infidel parents the Christian religion in
the public schools than the infidels would have to teach the children of
Christian parents infidelity? And would not a law requiring the principles
of the Christian religion to be taught in the public schools, ultimately lead
to defining, by act of Congress, just what religion should be taught in
public schools? Then would not we have our religion ready-made for us by
the government of the United States? It must certainly come to that; for if
teachers must teach religion, they must be examined in that branch of
education. In order to do so, there must be a standard by which to test
their fitness to teach religion, and that standard must be established by
law; and if Congress establishes a standard of religion, and we should not
accept it, would we not be criminals in the eye of the law, and liable to
prosecution as such? Teaching religion by the state is a serious thing, and
few people reflect on its direful consequences.
''Again, if Congress defines the religion to be taught in the public schools,
religion will enter into every Congressional election, which will stir up
bitterness and wrath, such as our country has never known. No finite
mind can comprehend the animosity and hate such a religio-political
contest would evoke. If a majority of Congress were Catholics, then
Congress would legislate in favor of the Catholics religion, and would they
work for it?---Yes, with all their power. They would have as many Catholics
in Congress as possible. So with Methodists, Presbyterians, etc. Church
members, ministers, and priests would all be ardent politicians and
political wire-pullers, and the baneful effects on religion and the state
would be incalculable. How infinitely better to keep church and state
forever separate. Civil government was never intended to teach religion,
or preach the gospel, or define a man's duty to his God. If religion cannot
be taught in the home and in the church, it cannot be taught
anywhere.''
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THE LADY SIGNED MY PETITION
and I went on my way rejoicing. A granger gave me a ride in his wagon.
He also was in favor of teaching religion in the public schools. ''Suppose
the teacher were an unbeliever, would you have him teach what he did not
believe? Would not that be hypocrisy?'' ''Well, I would have the teacher
pray in the school, anyhow.'' ''But, my friend, what kind of prayers would
an unconverted teacher offer to God. Are not the prayers of the wicked an
abomination to Him? Do you think such prayers would be beneficial to the
school? Would it not be far better off without them?'' ''Well, sir; I would not
allow unconverted persons to teach school.'' ''Then you would have the
state ask every teacher if he is converted, and make the state the judge of
his spiritual condition before God. If the teacher desires the school very
much, would he not be tempted to say, 'Yes, I am converted,' when he
was not? And would not this teaching religion in the public schools have a
tendency to make a first-class liar and hypocrite of him?
''When a lad, I attended school where the teacher prayed according to
law. His prayers were printed on the cover of his daily register. When
prayer time came, he would say, 'Let us pray,' and flop onto his knees,
and we all had to follow suit and the old gentleman would read his
prayers as fast as his tongue could fly. He seemed to look upon it as a
disagreeable job, and to be glad when he got through, and I am sure we
all were. He was praying because the state paid him for it and thousands
of teachers would pray in the same way, for what money there is in it; but
may our free schools of America long be delivered from such hypocrisy as
that. It makes one sad to see how many good people are clamoring for
the state to teach religion in the public schools, not knowing that when
such a thing comes to pass, the sun of religious liberty shall have gone
down in darkness forever.''
RELIGIOUS BIGOTRY.
Another man, an old acquaintance, and a resident of the Whitewater
Valley, was in favor of Sunday laws. Sign a petition against religious
legislation! Not he. ''We want laws protecting us against being disturbed
in our religious meetings on {p. 199} Sunday.'' ''I believe there is already a
law that severely punishes those who disturb religious meetings, or any
other kind of meetings on Sunday or any other day. I supposed our rights
were already strictly guarded on these points. But I do not think the man
who observes some other day of the week should be fined and imprisoned
for quietly following his occupation on Sunday. Also, the man who does
not believe in keeping any day has the same right to work as you or I have
to refrain from working. Don't you think so yourself?'' He thought that
Sunday breaking ought to be punished the same as stealing and other
crimes. ''Then if I observe the seventh day conscientiously unto the Lord,
and quietly work on my own premises on Sunday, you would class me
with thieves and murderers?''
I left him, thinking religious bigotry not yet dead. Gentle reader, the above
sentiments were uttered by a professed Christian, in Whitewater Valley, in
October, 1889; and he is not an isolated case, either; thousands are
equally selfish and intolerant. If all would live according to the Golden
Rule, there would be no clamor for Sunday laws. Kind reader, are you a
Sunday keeper, and do you wish to enforce Sunday rest on all men,
whether they wish it or not? Would you like it if the seventh-day keepers,
having a majority, should force you to rest on that day? ---Of course not.
Then when you compel them by law to rest on Sunday, do you do unto
them as you would that they should do unto you?---Of course not. Then
are you an observer of the Golden Rule?--- Not at all. Then are you a
Christian?---Impossible; for a Christian observes the teachings of
Christ.
Take another case: There are many thousands who do not believe in
keeping any day. How would you like it if they should happen to gain
control of legislation, and force you to labor on Sunday? Would you not
think your natural rights had been fearfully infringed upon? Certainly you
would. But have you any more right to compel them to conform to your
notions of Sunday keeping than they have to compel you to conform to
their notions of non-Sunday keeping? Don't you think it would be more
Christlike to let every man keep Sunday or not, as he sees fit, so long as
he does not interfere with the rights of others? or do you think that you,
{p. 200} as a Sunday keeper, have more rights under the government than
you are willing to accord to other people? If so, you have not yet learned
the first principles of Christianity.
Again, if Congress has a right to define and enforce one religious
institution, it has the right to enforce any and all religious institutions. It
has just as much right to enforce Christian baptism as it has to enforce
the Christian Sabbath, If not why not?
THIS RELIGIOUS LEGISLATION
is dangerous business, and should not be meddled with. I know it is said
that it is not a religious but a civil Sunday our ministers and doctors of
divinity are seeking to have enforced by law upon the people, because
they do not otherwise take rest enough for their health. It is the health of
the dear people that stirs up the zeal of our dear brethren in the ministry
to labor so ardently to enforce the great American civil Sunday upon
everyone; but Dr. Franklin, the great American philosopher aid, ''Laziness
kills more people than hard work.'' Thousands already take altogether too
much rest. What will our philanthropic D. D.'s do with them? Will they
devise a course of healthful Sunday exercise for them, or will they make
them rest on Sunday also for the good of their health? Be not deceived.
The Sunday Sabbath is a religious institution and that only. Take religion
away from it, and the Sunday Sabbath would vanish in the twinkling of an
eye. It is only because of the religious regard that men have for Sunday
that they clamor for civil laws to guard its sacredness. None know this
better than those who are working for such laws.
''This day [Sunday] is set apart for divine worship and preparation of
another life. It is the test of all religion.''---Dr. W. W. Everts, of Chicago.
Then if Congress should enforce Sunday observance, it will enforce the
test of all religion.
''The experience of centuries shows that you will in vain endeavor to
preserve Sunday as a day of rest, unless you preserve it as a day of
worship.''---Joseph Cook, in Boston lectures, 1887. So Joseph Cook wants
Sunday preserved as a day of worship. How?--- By having Congress
enforce it by law upon the people.
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''If you take the religion out of the day, you take the rest out.''---Dr. Wilbur
F. Crafts, in the Washington National Sunday Convention, Dec. 11- 13,
1888. O, yes; those reverend gentlemen know what they want---a religious
Sunday enforced upon all by law; but they sugar-coat it with the word
civil, so that it may the more easily slip down the popular throat.
THERE ARE TWO SPECIAL OBJECTS
that incur the wrath of the Sunday reform divines, ---the Sunday
newspaper and Sunday excursion trains. Why so? We will let them tell:---
''The laboring classes are apt to rise late on Sunday morning, read the
Sunday papers, and allow the hour of worship to go unheeded.''---Dr.
Everts, in Elgin convention. Yes, yes. The people are more interested in
reading the Sunday papers than in listening to the dry sermons of the
prosy preachers. And what are our reverend gentlemen going to do about
it? Put more life and power into their sermons, and so attract the people
to the gospel feast? O, no, not at all; but they will get a law to stop the
naughty editors from thus hindering the people hearing their diluted
sermons.
SO WITH THE SUNDAY TRAIN
''They cannot afford to run a Sunday train unless they get a great many
passengers, and so break up a great many congregations. The Sunday
trains are hurrying their passengers fast on to perdition.''---Dr. Everts, in
Elgin convention. Query. Would the Sunday train hurry a man to perdition
or any other place if he did not ride on it? But, don't you see, the people
prefer the Sunday excursion train to the sanctuary, therefore the
ministers call on the law makers to help them fill the churches. But who
ride on the Sunday train? Rev. M.A. Gault says; ''The ministers complain
that their members go {p. 202} on these excursions.''
Poor ministers! Their own church members forsake them, and go off on a
Sunday frolic, and they are powerless to prevent it. So they say to the
government, ''Stop that Sunday train; for our church members are on it,
and leave us to empty pews; besides, that train is hurrying all on board to
perdition. So we demand of the United States government a law enforcing
a civil Sabbath, merely as a sanitary regulation to preserve the health of
the dear people; and so stop the Sunday train to save us ministers from
empty pews, and to save our church members from going to perdition.''
But if the government is to save people from going to perdition, pray what
are the ministers for?
At the Elgin Sunday convention the following resolution was passed:---
''Resolved, That we look with shame and sorrow on the non-observance of
the Sabbath by many Christian people, in that the custom prevails with
them of purchasing Sabbath newspapers, engaging in and patronizing
Sabbath business and travel, and in many instances giving themselves
over to pleasure and self-indulgence, setting aside by neglect and
indifference the great duties and privileges which God's day brings to
them.''
A sad case truly. But have those shamed and sorrowing ministers enough
spiritual power to stem the tide? Do they propose to cry to God for His
converting power to come upon those pleasure-loving, Sabbath-breaking
church members, until they will cease to don the livery of heaven, to serve
the devil in? Do they propose to preach the gospel with such burning zeal
that the church will be too hot to hold such arrant hypocrisy?---Not at all.
They turn from the power of God to an arm of flesh---to the politicians, as
is painfully evident from the next resolution:---
''Resolved, That we give our votes and support to those candidates or
political officers who will pledge themselves to vote for the enactment and
enforcing of statutes in favor of the civil Sabbath.''
What a spectacle to angels and to men! The ministers in convention
assembled, calling upon the politicians to trounce their refractory church
members into a decent observance of the Sabbath! If the church
members had any true religion, they would not need it. If the ministers
had any power with {p. 203} God, they would seek help of Him, and not
appeal to corrupt politicians.
Surely no other evidence is needed to show the fallen condition of the
churches. Surely Babylon is fallen, is fallen. Come out of her, my
people.
Will the ministers eventually gain control of the government?---Yes; they
are getting the politicians rapidly into line. In the session of 1828- 29,
Congress was petitioned to not permit the mail to be carried on Sunday;
but refused to grant the petition. The committee to whom the matter was
referred reported adversely. An extract or two from that report is here
presented:---
''It should, however, be kept in mind that the proper object of government
is to protect all persons in the enjoyment of their religious as well as civil
rights, and not to determine for any, whether they shall esteem one day
above another, or esteem all days alike holy.''
After showing that some good citizens esteem Saturday holy, and other
good citizens observe Sunday, the committee says:---
''With these different religious views, the committee are of the opinion
that Congress cannot interfere. It is not the legitimate province of the
legislature to determine what religion is true, or what false. While the mail
is transported on Saturday, the Jew and the Sabbatarians may abstain
from any agency in carrying it, on conscientious scruples. The obligation
of government is the same on both these classes; and the committee can
discover no principle on which the claims of one should be more
respected than those of the other, unless it be admitted that the
consciences of the minority are less sacred than those of the
majority.''
It seems that the above principle need only be stated to be recognized
and accepted by every fair-minded person, and Congress at that time
summarily disposed of the petition. But how stands the case today?
CONGRESS HAS BOWED TO THE BEHESTS OF THE CLERGY.
The session of Congress that has just closed [1892], has decreed that the
World's Fair at Chicago must be closed on {p. 204} Sunday, or receive no
financial aid from the United States treasury. I quote again from the
Congressional committee: ''Extensive religious combinations to effect a
political object, are, in the opinion of the committee, always
dangerous.''
Was there an extensive religious combination to induce Congress to add
the Sunday-closing clause to the World's Fair appropriation bill?---Yes. The
National Reform Association, the American Sabbath Union, the W. C. T.
U., Catholic and Protestant, priest and preacher, united in one grand raid
upon Congress with entreaties, petitions, ad threats, to secure the much-
coveted Sunday legislation. Then have we reached the danger line?---Yes,
we have.
Let us hear the Congressional committee once more; ''All religious
despotism begins by combination and influence, and when that influence
begins to operate upon the political institutions of a country, the civil
power soon bends under it; and the catastrophe of other nations furnishes
an awful warning of the consequence.'' Have the influence of religious
combinations begun to operate upon the political institutions of our
country?---Yes. Has the civil power begun to bend under it?---Yes.
Congress has so far yielded to its demands as to go beyond its
constitutional prerogative, and to legislate in favor of Sunday, a religious
institution, in the face of the declaration of the Constitution that
''Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or
prohibiting the free exercise thereof.'' What next?--- The awful catastrophe
of other nations before us who yielded to the power of the priesthood.
Just as soon as corrupt politicians discover that there is power in this
religio-political movement, they will join hands with the scheming,
ambitious preachers, jump on to the band wagon, and go with the crowd;
as witness Senator Quay, the man who introduced the Sunday-closing
amendment in the Senate, the malodor of whose reputation has scented
the whole country, and smelled even to the world beyond the sea; a man
who has been charged by reputable papers with almost every crime which
circles around ''Thou shalt not steal.'', yet who has never dared to compel
these papers to prove their allegations by libel suit against them. Yes,
that is the man who rushed to the aid of the preachers, thinking; ''If I pat
your back, you will pat mine.'' Yes, he needed the aroma of the holy {p.
205} clergy to counteract the bad smell of his unsavory reputation. and
they needed his political influence to gain control of the government. So
the spouse of Christ yielded herself to the arms of the political
corruptionists for the sake of the political loaves and fishes. What kind of
a child will such an unholy union bring forth? It will be---
AN IMAGE TO THE BEAST
and the enforcing of his mark. The mark of the beast is to be universally
enforced: ''And he causeth all, both small and great, rich and poor, free
and bond, to receive a mark in their right hand or in their foreheads.'' Rev.
13: 16. The Sunday is also to be universally enforced. ''Let a man be what
he may, Jew, seventh-day observer of some other denomination, or those
who do not believe in the Christian Sabbath; let the law apply to every
one, that there shall be no public desecration of the first day of the week,
the Christian Sabbath, the day of rest for the nation. They may hold any
other day of the week as sacred, and observe it; but that day, which is the
one day in seven for the nation at large, let not that be publicly
desecrated by any one, by officer in the government, or by private citizen,
high or low, rich or poor.'' Dr. McAllister, Who are to receive the mark?---
All, both great and small, rich and poor, free and bond. Who are to
receive the Sunday institution?---Every one---officer in the government [the
great] or private citizen [the small], high or low, rich or poor. Are enforced
Sunday keeping and the mark of the beast the same?---Yes. The issue is
before us. The commandments of God on one side and the
commandments of the beast [the papacy] on the other. On which side of
the controversy will you stand? ''To whomsoever ye yield yourselves
servants to obey, his servants ye are.'' Rom. 6: 16. I venture to say now, in
the year of our Lord 1892, that only a short time will elapse before the
decree shall go forth, that those who will not keep Sunday will not be
allowed to buy or sell.
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Step by step, O Saviour, lead us
On ward, upward, nearer thee,
Step by step our every weakness
In the light of God to see.
Sinful pride, unholy passions,
Help us bid them all depart.
Closer, sharper, through the testing
Give us grace for each and all.
Lest, defeated in the conflict,
From our steadfastness we fall.
Step by step, O blessed Jesus,
Help us walk close by thy side;
Step by step, O Holy Spirit,
Be thou evermore our Guide.
Thou wilt surely prove thy people,
Every heart by thee is seen.
Wash us, cleanse us from defilement
Till at last, all pure and clean,
Thou wilt own us at thy coming;
'Mong the sanctified and blest,
Hear thy voice of welcome saying,
''Soul, enjoy thy long-sought rest.''
---John Hopkins.
CHAPTER VII.
LABORS IN SOUTHWESTERN MINNESOTA.
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I must now go back to 1889. In November of that year I was sent as a
missionary to the Lake Shetek country, in Murray County, Minn. It was the
scene of a great massacre of the whites during the Indian outbreak of
1862.
The gentleman to whom I was directed proved to be very peculiar. He
claimed to have had a very remarkable conversion the winter previous.
When he discovered I was a minister, he was very much elated ; said he
had been praying the Lord to send one, and he was certain I was the one
the Lord had sent. He interested himself greatly in opening the way for
meetings. ''When will you begin?'' ''Tonight.'' ''But you are tired, and had
better rest an evening or two.'' ''Yes, I am tired; but there is a great work
to be done, and but little time in which to do it. So the meetings begin
tonight.'' The neighborhood was soon apprised of the meetings, and the
first one was held at Mr. Dan Greenman's. A goodly number was present,
and good attention was paid to the word spoken. After meeting we
determined to hold the rest of the meetings in the schoolhouse. I was lead
to that conclusion for two reasons; First, people feel more free to go to a
schoolhouse than to a private dwelling; and lastly, I noticed that while the
older ones were attentively listening to the minister in one room, some
children were having a little war in an adjoining room, and some of the
parents had to go in and settle them. Not enjoying such little side
attractions, I preferred the schoolhouse. The schoolhouse was a poor
affair, with no stove in it. The good people got a coal stove, and neatly
lined the inside of the house with building paper, so it was fairly
comfortable.
The people manifested a good degree of interest in the meetings,
especially our peculiar friend, to whom I had been directed when I first
entered the neighborhood. He thought the meetings {p. 208} were just
right until I inadvertently incurred his displeasure. I will mention some of
his peculiarities. He had an idea that, as a son of God, he had no need to
work; that his heavenly father would supply all his wants. He also claimed
to be able to live without eating, and to go barefoot through the snow
without injury; but I noticed he did ample justice to the food set before
him, and that his feet were warmly clad. He thought he had the power of
the gospel in his right hand. He could just lay his right hand on a sinner,
and convert him without any further trouble. He said to me that he was
Christ, and could feel his hands and feet burn where the nails had been
driven through them. But what alarmed me the most was his confidential
statement that the neighborhood would never be right until somebody's
blood was shed. I perceived that he was a religious fanatic of the first
magnitude. I was afraid that he would sometime be seized with a
determination to save the people by the shedding of blood. I remembered
that a religious fanatic cut his brother's head off in the time of the great
reformation. I thought of the Pocasset tragedy, where, a few years ago,
Charles Freeman, under the influence of religious fanaticism, took the life
of his own darling child. And what this man might do, I did not know.
In a discourse, one evening, I dwell on the danger of religious fanaticism;
also I expressed my belief to some of his friends that he was mentally
unbalanced, and should be cared for. This raised his ire to such a height
he went to town to have me arrested, but returned, saying his lawyer told
him he had no case. The Methodist minister attended a meeting or two,
and expressed himself pleased with the doctrine preached. But when I
came to speak on the Sabbath question, he opposed with all his might.
He cried out, ''No man knows which is the seventh day. I don't know.
Brother Hill doesn't know. No man knows; for we have all forgotten the
day of the week.' I very briefly replied, ''If Brother Lewis has forgotten the
Sabbath, he has broken the law of God; for God said, 'Remember the
Sabbath day;' but Brother Lewis says he does not remember the Sabbath
at all, but has entirely forgotten it. God said, 'Remember.' Brother Lewis
says, 'I forgot.' Surely he ought not to forget what God told him to
remember.''
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THE NEXT EVENING
I spoke on ''Who Changed the Sabbath?'' Brother Lewis was on hand to
oppose again. I proposed to him that if he had opposing views to present,
that he take a whole evening, and not have a jangle at the close of the
sermon; but he persisted in speaking. In the course of his remarks, he
said I ought to go where there were no other ministers of the gospel, and
preach my peculiar views to the unconverted, and not to Christians. A
gentleman in the audience inquired if it were peculiar to preach the
commandments of God? The minister replied, ''It is peculiar to preach the
seventh seventh, seventh day.'' ''Well, '' replied Mr. Carpenter, ''I have a
very poor opinion of a man's piety that will pretend to keep the ten
commandments, and yet try to get around one of them.'' The minister sat
down as if he had been struck by lightning. He had not another word to
say. After meeting, Mr. Carpenter invited me to lodge with him that night.
As we were walking home, he said, ''Elder Lewis stops with us tonight,
too. He took supper with us, and left his horse in my stable, and is ahead
of us with Mrs. Carpenter and the boys.'' Sure enough, I found the elder at
the house, as pleasant as though nothing unusual had occurred. Mr.
Carpenter made a little apology for speaking out in meeting, and
everything went along merrily as a marriage bell. The two elders occupied
the same bed that night without the slightest discord until morning, when
Brother Lewis abruptly asked me, ''Brother Hill, how many people do you
expect to convert in this neighborhood?'' ''Well, Brother Lewis, what is it to
be converted?'' ''To be converted is to be turned from sin to
righteousness.'' ''Right. To turn men from sin to holiness is true
conversion. Now, what is sin?'' ''Sin is the transgression of the law.'' ''Right
again, Brother Lewis, and we hope by the grace of God to turn a goodly
number from sin---transgression of the law---to keep the commandments
of God.'' ''O, I suppose you mean to turn them to keep the Sabbath.'' ''We
hope, Brother Lewis, to see them keep the Lord's Sabbath with the rest of
the commandments; for James says, 'Whosoever shall keep the whole
law, and yet offend in one point, is guilty of all.'' James 2: 10. The
Sabbath is a point in the law, and we must keep it or be law breakers in
the {p. 210} sight of God.'' Brother Lewis made no reply to this, and we
arose, took breakfast, and each went his way for that time.
MY FRIEND WHO WAS SO CERTAIN
the Lord had sent me at first, in answer to his prayers, had now turned to
be my enemy, and was just as certain I had been sent of the devil, to
distract the peace of the neighborhood. He not only declared he would
never enter another Adventist meeting, but that he would make war on us
to the end. He joined Brother Lewis in opposition meetings in an adjoining
schoolhouse, but all to no purpose. Although he manifested the greatest
zeal [he ran, he said, a thousand miles or more, to get ministers to
preach, and people to attend the meetings], it was all in vain. The people
would attend the Adventist meetings in spite of everything, and the work
went forward. A nice Sabbath school was established, and a company of
believers was raised up to keep the commandments of God and the faith
of Jesus. Brother Lewis made one more attempt to bring the people back
to the observance of the venerable day of the sun. He got so excited, and
shouted so loudly that a child was so frightened its father had to take it
out of the schoolhouse, and remain outside until the discourse was over.
He labored so hard that he panted for breath, yet failed to find a ''Thus
saith the Lord'' for Sunday keeping, and seemed determined to make up
in noise what he lacked in truth. He complained bitterly that he found it
necessary to preach on the Sabbath question at all. He would in nowise
do so, only for the divisions brought in by the seventh-day folks. O, what
troublers they are. I thought of the cry raised against the apostles
anciently: ''These men being Jews, do EXCEEDINGLY trouble our city.''
Acts 16: 20. These men preaching that the seventh day is the Sabbath do
exceedingly trouble the ministers. Why?---Because it is the truth, and they
cannot successfully deny it. If there was any Bible authority for Sunday
keeping, they would not feel so badly. If such scripture could be found,
their bitter mourning would be turned into joy immediately, their wails of
sorrow would be turned into songs of rejoicing. They would sing,---
''This is the way we long have sought
And mourned because we found it not.''
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But, alas! they are like Rachel, weeping for her children, and refusing to
be comforted, because they are not. Even so the ministers are mourning
for a ''thus saith the Lord'' for Sunday keeping, and refusing to be
comforted, because it is not. No such divine authority can be found. As
God has never commanded Sunday, the clergy are stirring up the corrupt
politicians to supply the lack, by enacting human laws instead, and when
they get the laws they ask for, what will become of the troublers of their
Zion? Rev. Mr. Trefren, of Napa, Cal., speaking of Adventist ministers,
said, ''What we want is law in this matter, and we will get it, too, and then
we will show these men what their end will be. The ministers are fast
gaining control of the government, and we will soon see how they will use
those men who will dare to differ with them.
During the winter I was joined by Brother Frank Johnson, an earnest,
faithful worker in the cause, and we held meetings at Currie, about six
miles from Shetek. Mr. Neil Currie furnished us a good hall free of charge,
and the good people furnished coal and light. We boarded at the Padgitt
hotel. Mr. and Mrs. Padgitt were very kind to us, and she, with Mrs.
Swartwood and some others, embraced the truth, and a Sabbath school
was organized, and Sabbath meetings established. We worked hard,
walking many miles over the bleak prairies, visiting and holding meetings,
and were rewarded by seeing some fruit of our labor.
AT THE CAMP MEETING OF 1890
it was decided that J. W. Collie, W. A. Alway, and myself should hold a
course of tent meetings at Worthington, a beautiful town of about fifteen
hundred inhabitants, situated near the southwestern corner of the State.
We went by way of Shetek and Currie. Brother Collie, while on his way
over the prairie to visit Mr. Sam Greenman, fell in with our friend who
claimed to have the power of the gospel in his right hand, etc. The
gentleman invited him to a scriptural conference, to which he readily
assented. So they sat down by the side of the fence to investigate a few
doctrinal points our peculiar friend wished to explain. Presently he
proposed a season of prayer, to which Brother Collie also assented.
During his prayer, our peculiar friend began to grapple onto Brother Collie
with his hands. He {p. 212} became so demonstrative that Brother Collie,
being a youngster, became frightened, and wished himself somewhere
else. Suddenly remembering he had an engagement at Sam Greenman's
to dinner, he excused himself, and went on his way, wondering what kind
of a man he had met with.
We arrived at Worthington in the latter part of June. We found Mr. DeWolf
there, who had years before given me a ride in his wagon through the
raging waters, when I was on my way to Tenhassen. He kindly helped us
to secure a good location for our tent. It was late one summer afternoon
when three quiet strangers entered the town which was soon to be stirred
as it never was before by the truths which they bore to the people. In the
dusk of the evening we pitched our family tent, and made a bed of the
preaching tent and some blankets.
It was rather a hard bed for tired limbs, and the discomfort was much
increased by clouds of hungry mosquitoes. In the morning there came a
rapping on the tent pole. It was Mr. DeWolf, who had come to invite us to
breakfast. He and his good wife were very kind to us, especially to me.
They kindly gave me a home all ten weeks I was there, for which kindness
I hope and pray they may not lose their reward. The meetings were
sometimes well attended, and sometimes not. When the interest would
lag, we would get out handbills, announcing special subjects, and so draw
the people. What helped our cause the most of anything was holding Bible
readings in private houses. Some of the best people in the town attended
the readings. The Methodist minister, Elder Harrington, lived near the
tent. He had a great desire to hear, but would not enter the tent. He was
in the habit of clandestinely standing on the outside to listen. We thought
to cure him of such unseemly behavior, so the next time he was
discovered eavesdropping, the speaker was informed of it, and he said, ''I
understand Brother Harrington is standing on the outside of the tent.
There is plenty of room within. Please come in, Brother Harrington, and
be seated.'' He refused to come in, but went away for that time. Even after
that he was discovered standing outside in the rain, listening to the
preaching. He would not be seen in the congregation, for fear of setting a
bad example to his church members, so he listened on the sly.
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A NICE SABBATH SCHOOL WAS ORGANIZED,
and some began to obey the truth, when I determined to leave the boys,
and go home for a while, as I had not been home for about twelve weeks.
No sooner had I gone than Elder Harrington began to preach on the
Sabbath question. Brother Collie answered him with such effect that
some more [Brother and Sisters Griffin] took their stand for the truth. The
elder said he had intended to preach a number of times upon the subject,
but after he heard the reply, he concluded that once was enough.
In February, 1891, I was sent again to Worthington by the Conference
Committee, to meet Elder J. M. Vankirk, of Ruthven, Iowa, who was
confident he could exorcise the doctrines of Adventism from the town of
Worthington. Our people tried to avoid a discussion, but nothing else
would satisfy Elder Vankirk and the Sunday keepers. I was sick, and in no
condition to perform labor of any kind, much less bear the burden of a
twelve-nights' discussion. The propositions for discussion were: First,
Ought Christians to sacredly observe the seventh-day Sabbath? Second, Is
the law of which the Sabbath was a part abolished? Ought Christians to
sacredly observe the first day of the week? I affirmed the first he the last
two propositions. He was smooth, oily, slippery, and worked hard; but
went away leaving more Adventists in Worthington than when he came.
The little company there are still firm in the faith, and rejoicing in the
blessed hope. May the Lord prosper them alway, even unto the end.
IN APRIL, 1891 WE REMOVED
to West Union, Minn., and lived in Brother C. McDonald's house, he
having gone with the family to the state of Washington. Brother John
Budd desired me to take his wife over to his father's one day, as she
wished to go, and he had not time to take her himself. I wanted to see the
old folks, and concluded to go. As we were returning, the front wheel of
the carriage ran off in descending quite a steep hill, which frightened the
horse, and he began to run and kick with all his might. Sister Budd was
afraid her little boy, who was with us, would be killed, {p. 214} and,
womanlike, screamed, and caught hold of the lines, which only made a
bad matter worse. In a very short time the carriage top was in one place
and a badly used-up carriage in another, and the horse and harness had
disappeared over the prairie, leaving three badly shaken-up persons to get
home as best they could. Sister Budd said she did not believe she would
ride with the minister again.
The State camp meeting of 1891 was held at Minneapolis. A meeting,
called a workers' meeting, was held about a week before the general
camp meeting began. At this meeting there were hours set apart for
devotion and the study of God's word. One day I thought Brother ------
took rather strong ground in regard to the faith. He said all Abraham did
was to believe. All he could do was to believe. All you can do is to believe.
All anybody can do is to believe. I asked, if that were so, why is it that we
are exhorted everywhere to watch and pray, to strive, wrestle, run, fight,
and even to add our faith, if only to believe were all we had to do? Brother
Porter, president of our conference, said, ''Brother Hill will have five
minutes in which to answer his own question at our next meeting:'' which
I did as follows: ''We are told all we can do is to believe, or have faith, and
that is not of ourselves; it is the gift of God; then why do not all men who
both have faith? It is replied, because some men will not accept the gift.
Very well, then the difference is in the men. Some men will, and other
men will not. Again, here are the men who both have faith; the one goes
on increasing in faith, while the other makes shipwreck of faith. How is
this? Both had faith. One grew strong in faith and the other weaker, until
he lost what faith he had. These opposite results were reached by the
opposite course taken by the two men. The one thought he was required
to improve upon the talent of faith God gave him, while the other thought
he had nothing to do but believe.
WE ARE TOLD
that as faith is the gift of God, all we have to do is to take it. Well, here is
a gift of God---a loaf of bread. Supposing we should all act upon the
principle that bread is the gift of God, therefore all we have to do is to
take it. Would we not all {p. 215} soon get very hungry? If faith is a gift of
God, we should ask for it. 'Ask and ye shall receive;' and the disciples
prayed, 'Lord, increase our faith.' If a man has only a little faith, he should
live out the faith he already has, and his faith will be strengthened and
perfected. James, speaking of Abraham, said, 'Seest thou how faith
wrought with his works, and by works was faith made perfect? James 2:
22. How was Abraham's faith perfected? --- By works. How will your faith
be perfected?---By works. In order to be strong in faith we must act out
the faith we already possess. We are told all anybody can do is believe.
Suppose I steal Brother Curtis' knife. How can I be forgiven? Will it do for
me just to believe I am forgiven without confession and restoration? Will it
benefit me in the least to believe I am forgiven so long as I retain that
knife in my possession?---No. But I go to Brother Curtis, and say, 'I stole
your knife. I am truly sorry I did so, and here I give you the knife again.'
Now I can come to God with the assurance that God will forgive me,
because I have complied with the conditions for forgiveness. God will not
repent for us, nor believe for us, nor watch and pray for us, nor improve
our talents for us; but He will help us do all these things, and without him
we can do nothing. Yes, God's wisdom and power will be given unto every
one who seeks for it, and he will be strong in the Lord and in the power of
His might.''
At that camp meeting our good president, Elder R. C. Porter, took leave of
us. Never did we part with a president so reluctantly before. He had
endeared himself to all the brethren in Minnesota. After camp meeting,
Brethren W. A. Alway, A. Parker, and myself pitched our tents in a grove
on the shore of Oasis Lake, Douglas County. Never did we pitch tent in a
more pleasant location. We began meetings on July 2, with a fair
attendance. The interest increased until ofttimes our tent was filled to
overflowing, and some decided to obey the truth. Brother Satterlee, the
M. E. minister, felt called upon to oppose our work. He started out on the
warpath, tomahawk in hand, evidently determined to take our scalps at
the first onset. Of course we went to hear him, and he gave us a roasting,
sure enough. According to Brother Satterlee, we were the most ignorant,
hypocritical hypocrites that could be found. {p. 216} He said we preached
damnation to the people, and that we were a curse, and only a curse. The
reverend gentleman's rage seemed to know no bounds. As we listened to
him, we thought, ''What spirit impels a man to thus abuse his fellow man?
Is it the Spirit of Christ?--- O, no. then what spirit is it?---It must be an evil
spirit.''
Why is it that ministers almost always abuse Sabbath keepers when they
preach upon the Sunday- Sabbath question? Is it because they cannot find
any Bible authority for Sunday sacredness that they get so cross? He
started out to give the reasons why the Sunday should be observed, and
in a long discourse he gave us only three:---
1. We keep Sunday because Christ arose from the dead on that day. Did
God tell us to keep Sunday holy because Christ rose from the dead on
that day?---No; not at all. Who does?---Brother Satterlee. Would God have
told us to keep Sunday holy if He thought it was best for us to do so?---
Yes, certainly. God did not tell us to do so; and why not?--- Evidently
because He did not think it was the best for us to do so. What God has
not commanded or required, Brother Satterlee ought not to command or
require.
2. We keep Sunday the same as we keep the Fourth of July. Yes, certainly.
The Fourth of July rests solely upon the commandments of men; so does
Sunday. But Christ says, ''In vain do ye worship me, teaching for doctrines
the commandments of men.''
3. We keep Sunday because all the world keeps it. Yes; Brother Satterlee
keeps Sunday to be in harmony with the world; but ''the whole world lieth
in wickedness.'' 1John 5: 19. It is not good for a Christian to love the
world; for ''if any man love the world, the love of the father is not in him.''
1John 2: 15. to be in harmony with the world is to be in harmony with the
beast, as it is written. ''All the world wondered after the beast.'' Rev. 13: 3.
Brother Satterlee places himself among the beast-worshipping world. To
be in harmony with the world is to be against Christ; for Christ said, ''If ye
were of the world, the world love its own; but because ye are not of the
world, therefore the world hateth you.''
Here we are taught, First, Christians are not of the world; {p. 217} but
Brother Satterlee goes with the world. Yes, there are altogether too many
worldly ministers professing to be ministers of Christ. Secondly, we learn
that the world hates Christ and Christians. Perhaps that is the reason why
he hates Adventists so heartily. He not only hates Sabbath keepers, but
the Sabbath and the law that enforces the Sabbath. He said the law was
under his feet, and the man who follows the law ignores Christ.
Wesley, the founder of Methodism, said, ''The law is God's faithful witness
in heaven.'' What a contrast! Brother Wesley has the law high up in
heaven; Brother Satterlee has it low down under his feet. Queer place for
God's holy law! God says, ''I will put my laws in their minds, and in hearts
will I write them.'' We suggest to Brother Satterlee, and all others who are
trampling the precepts of Jehovah in the dust, that the heart is a much
more appropriate place for God's law than under their feet. If to follow the
law ignores Christ, why does Brother Satterlee, every time he sprinkles a
baby, require its parents to promise to teach it the ten commandments?
Is not such contradiction and confusion the result of rejecting the truth of
God? ''A house divided against itself cannot stand.'' Since Brother
Satterlee is divided against himself, how can he stand? But really, does
the man who keeps the commandments ignore Christ? If so, it follows that
to honor Christ we must break the commandments of God. Could Satan
devise a more wicked teaching? Christ said to the Father, ''Yea, thy law is
within my heart'' [Ps. 40: 6], and ''I have kept my father's
commandments'' [John 15: 10]; and he has joined the commandments of
God and the faith of Jesus together: ''Here is the patience of the saints:
here are they that keep the commandments of God and the faith of
Jesus.'' Rev. 14: 12. What God has joined together, let no man put
asunder. Were we offended because a brother minister railed on us so?---
Not at all. ''Blessed are ye when men shall revile you, and say all manner
of evil against you falsely for my sake. Rejoice and be exceedingly glad, for
great is your reward in heaven; for so persecuted they the prophets which
were before you.'' [Sermon on the mount.] Many of the elder's own people
did not approve of his bitter spirit, and he soon left for {p. 218} another
field of labor. He remarked to a gentleman before going that his people
urged him to speak against the Adventists, but as it resulted differently
from what was expected, they turned against him. Yes, fighting the truth
results differently from what is expected. We can do nothing against the
truth, but for the truth. His successor takes a different course, and says
nothing publicly against the Sabbath. The ministers are learning, that
whoever publicly opposes the Lord's Sabbath burns his own fingers. If
they would only go a step farther, and embrace the whole truth, how
much better it would be for them and their people, both now and
hereafter. In Osakis, where we had no cause at all about a year ago, we
have now a neat little church, of which P. Hogan was the master builder,
with Sabbath school and meetings established. And although unpopular
truth makes slow progress here, yet God's true people will eventually hear
His voice, and follow Him. In September, 1891, we removed to Osakis,
where we will reside, and can say we have received many kindnesses from
the people of this place and vicinity, for which favors we are thankful.
In the winter of 1891-92, I was assigned fifteen churches to visit in the
northwestern part of the State, One of which was Round Prairie. As I was
walking from the depot with the gentleman, he showed me the old tent
pole that we used in our tent meetings, sixteen years before. There it lay
on the prairie, broken in two near the top. As I stood there, and looked at
the old pole, what a flood of recollections came rushing into my mind. I
could see the tent standing there, as of old, and the people coming on
foot and in wagons and buggies. I could see them seated in the cotton
meetinghouse, and imagine myself speaking to them once more. Where
are this multitude of people now? --- Some have moved away; some to one
place and some to another, and some have folded their arms across their
bosom in their last long sleep, their work all done, and their life's record
all made up, closed up, and sealed unto the judgment of the great day. In
a little while that scattered congregation and I will meet again. They to
give an account as to how they heard and obeyed the message of truth,
and I to give an account of how I proclaimed it to them. Shall I be able in
that great day, in the presence of God and the holy angels, to look each
one in the eye, and say, ''I did my whole duty; {p. 219} I am free from the
blood of all these men?'' I felt to renew my consecration to God and His
work, and to pray, ''O, Lord, help me to be a faithful watchman on the
walls of Zion.''
At Verndale I found two protracted meetings in progress; as a
consequence our meetings were slimly attended by those not of our faith.
What to do to get them to come I did not know. At last I got a lot of
posters struck off announcing. ''The Adventist Heaven will be the subject
of discourse at the Adventist church tonight.'' I posted them up all over
the village, and sure enough, a goodly number of outsiders were present,
among whom was a Methodist minister. I invited him to open the meeting
with prayer, which he did. Several times during his prayer he prayed the
Lord. ''If it be possible, bless this meeting.'' Evidently, he was in doubt
whether the Lord could possibly bless the Adventist meeting or not, into
which his bump of curiosity had beguiled him.
After the opening exercises, the minister took out his note book and
pencil, and prepared to take notes. I began by explaining that the
Adventists did not believe in a separate and distinct heaven for them, or
that they should have a corner of heaven all by themselves. All of God's
people shall share alike in that beautiful home; but Adventists have
peculiar views as to how it shall be, where it shall be, and how and when
it shall be obtained. Those views I endeavored to present, and the reasons
therefore. I noticed at first that the minister took few notes, and sat with
intense interest until the last word was spoken. The Lord helped in
speaking, and the believers and unbelievers testified it was good to be
there.
I left Verndale, in company with Brother Grant, for Eunice. The weather
was intensely cold, and I felt peculiar pains traveling through my system
almost continually. While holding meetings at Eunice, I was forced to give
up to the power of la grippe (influenza). Brother and Sister Shields took
me home, and gave me steam baths, which helped; but I took a relapse,
and was worse than ever. It looked to me as if my work was done, and
that I probably would never see my loved ones again in this life. I found it
was a precious thing to have a hope in Christ at such a time as that. O,
the blessed hope, that is an anchor to the soul, both sure and steadfast,
and entereth into that {p. 220} within the veil. Who would for an hour be
deprived of its rich comfort?
After a while, although very sick, I started for home. I was taken in a
sleigh to Detroit, intending to take the cars; but I found I was too sick to
go farther for two or three days, and I stayed at young Robert Schram's,
who were very kind to me. I stayed during my sickness at Brethren
Shield's, and Van Allen's, and at Mr. Schram's, all of whom showed me no
little kindness. When I arrived at home, I was so weak I could scarcely
walk; but soon got better, and assisted Brother Alway what I could, who
was at that time holding meetings in the McKindley schoolhouse, situated
in the timber about six miles from town. We often used to go across the
lake on the ice. One day, as I was walking across, I came to a piece of ice
that seemed to be detached from the main body. I was about to step on
to it, when I thought, ''Better try that first;'' so I pushed it with my foot,
and it sank quickly under the water. Had I stepped upon it, I would
certainly have gone down with it. My time had not yet come to go down
into the chambers of death.
WHAT WAS SOMEWHAT REMARKABLE,
Mrs. Hill had a presentiment that I was in danger, and could not rest that
night. Surely, ''the angel of the Lord encampeth round about them that
fear Him, and delivereth them.'' At the McKindley schoolhouse there was
quite a good interest to hear, and a goodly number actually took a stand
to obey the commandments of God, but most of them soon tired of the
self-denying way. I was informed that one man said, ''I would be keeping
the Sabbath now only for some of my neighbors;'' and that another said,
''I know it is the truth, but my wife is so opposed that I can have no peace
if I obey it.'' Thus they all, with one accord, began to make excuse, and of
course the Lord will excuse them. Such excuses will hardly stand in the
judgment. ''My neighbors hindered me'' will hardly shield the man from
the penalty of the transgression of the divine law. ''My wife opposed me,
therefore I rejected the commandments of the great King.'' will hardly
pass in the court of heaven. Such excuses will only put the poor people to
shame that make them. Not withstanding all discouragements, a little
Sabbath {p. 221} school was organized there, but whether it will continue
to hold out against the opposition, time will tell. Elder Knott is now
teaching the people there that the ten commandments are abolished,
Sabbath and all the rest. I dropped into his Bible study one evening, in
which he was explaining the first chapter of Galatians, which says that, ''if
an angel from heaven should preach any other gospel than that is
preached, let him be accursed.'' I wondered on which the curse rested,
the Methodist church for teaching that the ten commandments are the
law of God and binding on all men, or on Elder Knott for teaching that the
ten commandments are dead and binding on nobody. It must most surely
rest on one or the other, for they preach directly opposite the one to the
other.
One Sabbath day, as I was on my way to meeting, I met a gentleman from
that neighborhood hauling a load of wood to town. I said to him, ''Brother,
it hurts my feelings to see you breaking the Lord's Sabbath.'' On my
return I met him again, when the following discourse ensued: ''I have been
thinking about what you said to me about breaking the Sabbath. I don't
know about its hurting your feelings to see me work on the Sabbath;
maybe it is only a hobby you have. Brother Knott is teaching us that all
the old commandments are done away, and we have nothing to do with
them any more.'' ''Is that so? I supposed the Bible taught that we should
observe the old commandments as well as the new.'' ''Yes; but you find
that in the Old Testament.'' ''Let us see about that.'' and I read 1John 2:
7:'' 'Brethren, I write no new commandment unto you, but an old
commandment which we had from the beginning.' This is in the writings
of John, in the New Testament. John here plainly teaches that we should
observe the old commandment, which is even from the beginning; but
Brother Knott teaches that all the old commandments are done away.
Which do you think is right, the holy apostle or Brother Knott?'' ''Well, in
Paul's writings we find the law is done away.'' ''So you think the apostle
Paul contradicts the apostle John?'' ''I think they agree.'' ''Let us hear
Paul: 'Do we then make void the law through faith? God forbid; yea, we
establish the law.' Rom. 3: 31. Here Paul says the law is established, the
very opposite of abolished or done away.''
''Well, I know Paul says, 'We are not under the {p. 222} law, but under
grace.' '' ''I know that very well, too; but Brother--------, who is under grace,
the man who breaks the commandments, or the man who keeps them?
Do you think the man who lies, steals, commits murder, and the like, is
under grace?'' ''O, no, the man who is a Christian will keep the
commandments.'' ''Now, Brother-------, you are on the right track, and I
will bid you good-by.''
IT IS CERTAIN THE MAN WHO IS A CHRISTIAN
will keep the commandments of God. ''For this is the love of God, that we
keep his commandments; and his commandments are not grievous.''
1John 5: 3.
Kind reader, if a man who is a Christian will keep God's commandments,
what kind of a man is it who tries to evade them, and teaches they are
dead and abolished? And if it is love that leads a man to keep the
commandments of God, what is it that impels him to disregard them? All
true obedience springs from love, all other obedience is vain. May God's
love rule in your heart and mine, and then we will be God's obedient
children, walking in all the commandments and ordinances of the Lord
blameless in His sight.
THE SPRING OF 1892
was very cold and wet, and I took a heavy cold, which brought the la
grippe back on me with great power. My friends watched in fear, lest I
should not recover. Brother and Sister Bidgood and Brother and Sister
Briggs were especially kind to us during this illness. Through the loving
kindness of our Father in heaven I once more recovered so as to do a little
in the cause I love.
I was too feeble to attend the State camp meeting in Minneapolis in May,
1892. My two daughters, Ella and Nellie, attended it, and it was the best
one ever held in the State. The brethren came home greatly refreshed and
encouraged. They could see clearly that the long-looked-for triumph of
God's faithful children is at hand. The power of God was present, not only
to heal the soul, but the body as well. Sister Haak, of Winona, with whom
I am well acquainted, had been an invalid for years, and a great sufferer;
she attended the meeting, and was instantly healed in {p. 223} answer to
prayer, and returned to her home a well woman. Thus we see the Lord is
gracious, and willing to do great things for His people. The Bible study,
conducted by Elder A. T. Jones, was a great blessing to the dear brothers
and sisters. Their eyes fairly shone with their new hope and joy. May the
good and blessed work go on until the joy of every believer shall be
full.
A WHILE AFTER CAMP MEETING
I had the pleasure of visiting Long Prairie, Stewartville, Eagle Lake, Good
Thunder, and Kasota. It was a privilege to meet the dear old veterans in
the cause, and speak to them once more of the blessed hope. We realized
more than ever that we are standing on the very verge of the eternal
world; events startling in their nature are transpiring before our eyes, and
the next thing in order is the time of trouble, and then the glorious
appearing of the Son of God on the white cloud, and the gathering of the
saints unto Him. At Eagle Lake I had the pleasure of meeting my aged
father. He is in his eighty-third year, and quite feeble; but his hope is
strong in the holy one of Israel, the One that is mighty and able to save.
At Kasota, where my sister Sarah, and brother-in-law, John Pettis, live, I
could only stay one evening, which I improved by holding meeting with
the brethren. My mind was carried back to the time, about thirteen years
ago, when I first held meetings there. I asked the brethren if they
remembered that at that time I told them the churches would gain
control of the civil power in this country, and so make an image to the
beast, or papacy? ''Are the churches uniting to gain that control?---Yes.
Are they succeeding?---Yes. Both houses of Congress have yielded to the
demands of the churches in regard to the Sunday closing of the World's
Fair. Did I tell you that the time would come when this country would be
stirred from one end to the other on the Sunday-Sabbath question?---Yes.
Was it the truth?---Yes. Witness the universal agitation on this question
caused by the Woman's Christian Temperance Union, the American
Sabbath Union, the Sunday Rest leagues, and National reformers. Their
literature, meetings, conventions, and petitions are everywhere. Ninety-
one churches met in Chicago the other day to boom the Sunday
movement. What other {p. 224} religious question creates such interest
and enthusiasm?---None whatever. Did I tell you the time would come
when Congress would, at the behest of the churches, make Sunday laws?--
-Yes. Has Congress already begun to make Sunday laws to please the
churches?--- Yes. Did I tell you that the time would come when Sabbath
keepers would be fined and imprisoned in this country for working on
Sunday?--- Yes. Has it come to pass?---Yes; four as good, honest Christian
people as can be found, are in a dungeon today, in free America, one of
whom we are well acquainted with, for quietly working on their own
premises, on Sunday, after having kept the Sabbath day according to the
commandment of the Lord. Thirteen years ago I declared to you, on the
authority of God's Word, that these things would come to pass, every one
of which is in the process of fulfillment before your eyes today. Does not
this prove to a demonstration that our people have the correct
interpretation of the prophecies relating to the days in which we live?---
Yes, it most surely does. Will this persecution of commandment keepers
become general?---Yes. The Sunday crusade is here, and is moving with
mighty power, and will not stop until all over this broad land those who
will not bow down to the image or receive the mark, will experience and
know what it is to suffer for Christ's sake. They will experience the wrath
of the dragon. But who will gain the victory in this last conflict, the beast
and his image, or the suffering people of God? Let us read Rev. 15: 2:
'And I saw as it were a sea of glass mingled with fire; and them that had
gotten the victory over the beast, and over his image, and over his mark,
and over the number of his name, stand on the sea of glass, having the
harps of God.'
WHO WILL STAND ON THE SEA OF GLASS?
Those who on this earth gained the victory over the beast and his image.
Who are now warning the world against the beast and his image, and the
reception of his mark?---Seventh-day Adventists. Then who only will stand
on the sea of glass mingled with fire before the throne?--- Seventh-day
Adventists. Do not misunderstand me; I do not say none {p. 225} but
Adventists will be saved; but I do say, and every Bible believer must
believe with me, that only those who contend with the beast and his
image will stand on the sea of glass, and Seventh-day Adventists are the
only ones in this world that are scripturally doing that. Ask any other class
of people if they have any special burden to oppose the beast and his
image, and they will tell you, no; that they do not know if there be any
beast and his image or not. How is it with you, kind reader? Are you in
ignorance of these things? How can you expect to stand with the glad
company of overcomers on the sea of glass? Is it not high time that you
were becoming intelligent in regard to these solemn truths?
IT IS OBJECTED THAT
it cannot be that the little unpopular people of Seventh-day Adventists can
be the only ones who have the truth for our time. When was the present
truth popular in this wicked world? Not in the days of Noah, neither in the
days of Abraham, or Elijah, or Christ, or at any other time. Neither will it
be in the last days; for in the latter times some shall depart from the
faith. 1Tim. 4: 1. In the last days perilous times shall come. 2Tim. 3: 1.
And the remnant or last of God's people, who keep the commandments of
God, and have the testimony of Jesus Christ, will suffer the wrath of the
dragon. Rev. 12: 17. A popular church is never persecuted; therefore the
remnant people of God, upon whom the dragon shall make war, will be a
small, unpopular people, proclaiming unpopular truth to the world. Are
the Seventh-day Adventists just such a people as that?---Yes. Are they
already suffering fines and imprisonment for consciences' sake ?---Yes.
And it will be more and more so as the days roll round. Many say the age
in which we live is too enlightened to persecute anybody. But the spirit of
intolerance and persecution is not dead by any means, as witness the
fines and imprisonment of Sabbath-keepers in Arkansas, for working
quietly on their own premises on Sunday. Also the celebrated King case: A
man who was fined for planting corn on Sunday; who was dragged from
court to court, and finally died under a thousand-dollar bond to appear
before the Supreme Court of the United States; and {p. 226} for what
crime?---For plowing corn on Sunday after having kept the Sabbath of the
Lord according to the commandment. Was he a good man and a
Christian?--- Yes, even those who prosecuted him admitted that. Who are
responsible for his being persecuted to the day of his death?---The popular
churches. What does Christ say about such things? ''Inasmuch as ye did it
unto one of the least of these, my brethren, ye did unto me.'' How will
such popular professors of religion answer for their persecution of Christ's
little ones when they stand before Him in the great day? I would rather be
the persecuted than the persecutors, would not you? Take the more
recent case of the Adventists imprisoned in Paris jail, Henry County,
Tennessee.
The following is a dialogue between an Adventist and a Methodist shortly
before the persecution began: Methodist---''You people are doing a good
deal of harm in this country.'' Adventist---''Why, how is that? We are a
quiet, inoffensive people.'' Methodist---''Yes, but were it not for your
church we would have regular meetings here at Springville, and all the
young people who now go to your meetings would be working members of
the Methodist Church.'' Adventist---''Well, show us our error, and we will
all be Methodists.'' Methodist---''That's just what we are going to do; we
are going to prosecute every one of you.''
Kind reader, I call that the spirit of religious bigotry and intolerance. What
do you call it? Did they prosecute them?---Yes. Five Christian men, two of
them personally known to the writer, were indicted as criminals, and
appeared before the court without a lawyer, and personally pleaded for
liberty to worship God according to His own word---To work six days and
rest the seventh, as God had commanded them. Was it denied them?---
Yes. Although not a man could be found to testify he had been disturbed
by their Sunday work, yet four of these Christian men were fined and
imprisoned as criminals in the common prison. Was the spirit of
persecution satisfied with their imprisonment?--- No, sir. But even
ministers went to Paris, the county seat of Henry County, Tennessee, to
see if by some means these suffering men could not be made to work in
the chain gang on the public roads, and they were compelled even to
endure that infamy.
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In the light of these facts, who will say the spirit of persecution is dead?
Here is something more I find in the REVIEW AND HERALD, dated Aug. 9,
1892: ''We learn that Brethren E. E. Franke and C. L. Taylor are having an
exciting time in their tent work at Ford's Store, Maryland. Methodist
ministers have come in from all parts of the country, and stirred up a
mob, who, wearing masks and armed with clubs and other weapons, have
undertaken to tear down their tents, and drive them from the place, and
would have done so, had not the tent been watched nights by its friends
to the number of thirty or forty, armed for all emergencies. Who will say
that the spirit of religious intolerance is dead? Who are suffering from this
persecuting spirit?---Seventh-day Adventists.'' But this is not all, Judge
Hammond, a judge of the United States District Court, in his decision in
the King case, holds that the majority have the legal right to persecute
the minority in this land [see ''Due Process of Law and the Divine right of
Dissent,'' page 21]
THUS PLACING PERSECUTION
on a legal basis in this land of boasted freedom. Yet more; The Supreme
Court of the United States rendered a decision on the 29th day of
February, 1892, that this is a Christian nation. Thus laws supporting
Christian institutions are constitutional. Yet More: Congress has legislated
in favor of Sunday, a religious institution. How long before the whole
power of the government will be fully under ecclesiastical control, when
the ministers will not stir up masked mobs to tear down tents and drive
people away; but will say to officers of the law, ''Take care of these men,''
and they will do it. And while popular professors of religion will be
enjoying their church fairs, festivals, and ice cream suppers, the victims
of their bigotry and intolerance will be languishing in dungeons and
laboring in the chain gang.
The crisis is before us, reader. On which side will you be? Will you join the
popular professors of religion in oppressing the humble children of God? If
so, will not the judge say to you and to them in that day: ''Wherefore did
ye fine and imprison me and persecute me?'' And when you will ask,
''When did we such a wicked thing?'' will not the Judge {p. 228} say,
''Inasmuch as ye did it unto one of the least of these, my brethren, ye did
it unto me. But whoso shall offend one of these little ones which believe in
me, it were better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck,
and that he were drowned in the depth of the sea.'' Matt. 18: 1. God will
not forsake His people in the time of trouble. He says, ''When thou
passeth through the fire, the flame shall not kindle upon thee; and when
thou passeth through the waters, they shall not overflow thee. The angel
of the Lord encampeth round about them that fear and delivereth them.''
Ps. 34: 7.
DID THE ANGEL OF THE LORD
deliver the three worthies from the burning flame in the days of
Nebuchadnezzar, the king?---Yes, he did. Did the angel of the Lord deliver
Daniel from the power of the lions?---Yes, he did. Did the angel of the Lord
deliver Peter from prison?---Yes; the Lord delivered His faithful servant in
ages past, and He will shield them by His mighty power in the last great
struggle with the powers of darkness. God will have mighty men of faith in
his army, in the last days, and His light and truth will shine forth until the
whole earth will be lightened with the glory of God. Rev. 18: 1. Dear
reader, are you in the army of the Lord? If not, you have no time to lose.
He is now calling for volunteers, and whosoever will, may come.
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THE IMPORTANCE OF A LIVING PRESENT.
Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide,
In the strife of Truth with Falsehood, for the good or evil aid;
Some great cause, God's new Messiah, offering each the bloom or
blight,
Parts the goats upon the left hand, and the sheep upon the right;
And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light.
Backward look across the ages, and the beacon moment see,
That, like peaks of some sunk continent, just through Oblivion's sea.
Not an ear in court or market for the low, foreboding cry
Of those crises, God's stern winnowers, from whose feet earth's chaff
must fly;
Never shows the choice momentous till the judgment hath passed
by.
Careless seems the great Avenger; history's pages but record
One death grapple in the darkness 'twixt old systems and the Word;
Truth forever on the scaffold, Wrong forever on the throne,---
Yet that scaffold sways the future, and behind the dim unknown
Standeth God within the shadow, keeping watch above His own
Then to side with Truth is noble when we share her wretched crust
Ere her cause bring fame and profit and 'tis prosperous to be just;
Then it is the brave man chooses, while the coward stands aside.
Doubting, in his abject spirit, till his Lord is crucified,
And the multitude make virtue of the faith they had denied.
---James Russell Lowell, on ''The Present Crisis."
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CHAPTER VIII.
LABORS IN NORTH DAKOTA
In the autumn of 1892, I went to Pembina County, North Dakota. My
book, ''Experiences of a Pioneer Minister of Minnesota,'' was sent to a Mr.
Schram, and by its instrumentality, himself, wife, and married daughter, a
Mrs. Baker, began the observance of the Sabbath of the Lord, and it was
thought advisable by the conference president for me to go and hold
some meetings in that new field.
I arrived at Niche in December. The weather was clear and cold. North
Dakota is a great wheat-producing country. I saw great rows of wheat
sacks corded up like cordwood along the streets because there was no
room for them in the elevators. It was perfectly safe from harm, because
of the dryness of the atmosphere. After arriving at Niche, I found I had
sixteen miles to go into the country. By inquiry, I found that Mr. Baker,
Mr. Schrams' son-in-law, with whom the old gentleman lived, was in town,
but I had great difficulty in locating him. At last I met a man on the street,
and I was so strongly impressed that he was Mr. Baker, that I turned
round and followed him into a stable, and sure enough, he was the man I
was seeking. I introduced myself to him, and requested a ride with him,
which I saw was reluctantly granted. After we had started on our journey,
he informed me that he was much opposed to my religion, and he was
very sorry that it had ever found its way into his house, and he assured
me that he would not allow it to be talked in his family. I might visit with
the old folks, but for me to talk my religion to them in his house would
not be permitted. ''Well, Mr. Baker,'' said I, ''I am thankful that I may have
the privilege of visiting with them; and will you permit me to read the
Bible with them?'' ''O, yes, as much as you please,'' he said. As my religion
was nothing but the plain word of God, I was all right. I could let the Bible
talk my religion for me, and {p. 231} we had a blessed time reading God's
holy Word with the old people. The next morning I started out to spread
abroad among the people a knowledge of the present truth, which I did
chiefly by visiting and holding Bible readings from house to house.
On Christmas day I had an appointment at the schoolhouse. The
thermometer registered fifty-two degrees below zero. Only one man
attended, and he was bundled up with two overcoats. We studied the
Bible with a hot stove between us, with overcoats on, and were none too
warm then. I held meetings for a while in Mr. Van Norman's house, at Elm
Point, and several decided to obey; and then I held some meetings in
Coburn's schoolhouse, which were well attended, and a goodly number
believed, and some [a Mr. Carscallon and his family] obeyed the form of
sound words. One of his sons, --- a noble young man,--- is at college,
preparing to go out into the gospel field, and help sound the last message
to poor sinners in need of salvation. How glad I was to see him when he
came to see me at College View! How glad God's faithful servants will be
to meet in heaven with those whom they have rescued from sin and
death, by pointing them to the Lamb of God, that taketh away the sin of
the world. ''He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall
doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.'' Ps.
126: 6. The winter was exceptionally severe. It was nothing uncommon to
meet a man with a frozen nose, all unconscious that anything was wrong
with this prominent organ of his face, but he would realize it all on
coming to the fire. One very cold morning I drove several miles to Elder
Scott's---Presbyterian. On arriving, Mrs. Scott exclaimed. ''Brother Hill,
your nose is frozen.'' I rubbed it vigorously with snow for a while, after
which Mrs. Scott applied kerosene oil. Although for several days my nose
had a queer feeling in it, that was all the inconvenience I experienced from
the nip I received from Jack Frost. I went into a house one bitter cold day,
and found several men inside having a social chat. They soon found who
and what I was, and they began:---
''We don't know what to believe. Here we have the Catholics, and they
claim to be the only true church; and {p. 232} we have Methodists,
Presbyterians, and Baptists and they all claim to be in the right; and
lately the Christians Scientists have come among us, and they are certain
sure that all others are wrong, and that they, and they only, have the true
light; and now come the Adventists, and they are sure they are right, and
we cannot tell which or what is right.''
''I perceive, gentlemen, that you are in confusion and uncertainty in
regard to Christian doctrine.''
''Yes, that is it exactly''
''Well, the Lord tells you to come out of Babylon, or confusion. Rev. 18: 4.
You see, gentlemen, you are in the place that the Lord tells you to come
out of. He doesn't want you to be in such a sad condition. I think you had
better get out of it right off.''
''Yes, but how are we to get out? That's the thing.''
''It depends upon how badly you want to get out whether you succeed or
not. 'If any man will do His will, he will know of the doctrine.' John 7: 17.
You see, the way is clear; only do the will of God, and your uncertainty will
be gone, and you will know of the doctrine.''
''O, yes, but what is the will of God?''
''Here is a part, at least, of God's will: 'I will, therefore, that men pray
everywhere.' 1Tim. 2: 8. Do you pray? No. Then you have not even begun
to do God's will. Is it any wonder that you are in darkness? As fast as
God's will is made known to you, walk in obedience to it; and your path
will be as the path of the just, that shineth more and more even unto the
perfect day.'' Prov. 4: 18.
One man of them, at least, walked in the path of obedience, and is now
rejoicing in the Lord's marvelous light. Bless the Lord, O my soul, and
forget not all His benefits. One evening after meeting I told Brother
Schram that I would call on him the next day. He said, ''I would much like
to have you come; but I am afraid that Mr. Baker, the man I live with, will
use you roughly, as he is very angry.'' ''Well, I think I will come.'' The next
morning when I called Mr. Baker was not at home, and we had a
profitable visit. About noon he returned, and began to scold his wife
because I was in his house again. We heard him in the old folks' room
where I was. I thought, It is too bad that a little {p. 233} woman must
bear my scolding, I guess I had better take it myself. So I opened the
door, and went in expecting that like as not he would help me out into the
road. As I entered, I extended my hand, and said, ''How do you do, Mr.
Baker.'' He shook hands. The storm subsided, and immediately there was
a great calm.
It is my experience that a man that will domineer over his wife is a coward
among men. A true husband will never stand between his wife and her
duty to God. A man that does so is only a little pope on a small scale.
Gentle reader, if you have ever tried to force the conscience of your wife,
repent before God, ask her forgiveness, and do so no more.
Christian Science had gained quite a foothold in that country, and some
of its followers had very queer notions. One gentleman, I was told,
thought that he had climbed the ladder of life high enough to live without
eating. He tried it awhile, but finally concluded that he must climb a little
higher before he could make a complete success of it.
One lady, a leader among them, claimed that she was as powerful as
Christ. I thought, what next? Here is a frail mortal claiming to be as
powerful as the Lord himself. I said, ''Christ could make worlds. [Heb. 1:
2.] Have you power to make a world? If so, please make one.'' It is
needless to say that the new world made by the Christian Scientist is not
yet made manifest. You may say that she was some weak-minded person.
On the contrary, she was a bright, intelligent lady, but she was bewildered
and bewitched with the vagaries of Christian Science; and the only
safeguard for you and me, that we do not believe it a lie, is a love of the
truth as revealed in the Word of God. See 2Thess. 2: 10- 12.
There was lots of snow that winter, and when the wind blew, the air would
be so full of it that you could hardly see at all. One day as I was out in
such a storm, wading in the deep snow, I would walk a little way, and then
kneel down and commend myself to my Father in heaven, and ask Him to
help me to lead precious, blood-bought souls to Him. He brought me
safely through to a place of shelter, and He will bring me through every
storm to the heaven of eternal rest in His own good time.
I had to build my own fires in the schoolhouse, and a great {p. 234} snow
bank covered the wood pile clear out of sight. It was a hard, cold job to
dig into the wood pile, and it had to be repeated every evening, for the
great hole I digged one evening would be filled again by the next evening.
I felt a joy in doing it, for I was doing it for His name's sake, and I had to
respect unto the recompense of reward. Heb. 11: 24- 26. On my way
home I stopped at Brother Sage's, in Grand forks. He said, ''You look
years older, Brother Hill, than you did last fall, when you went North.'' It
was a hard, trying winter's labor, but I was happy, because a light had
been lighted in that country that will shed its bright beams across
darkness until Jesus comes. What a high privilege to be permitted to have
a humble part in God's great plan of saving men! I returned before camp
meeting to encourage the little flock, and met Elder Hapenny, a Methodist
minister, who was very friendly, and thought, as we were both engaged in
the Lord's work, we ought to help each other all we could, which I was
willing to do; accordingly the next Sunday I attended his meeting, and
helped all I could, for which he was much pleased, and thanked me for
the aid I had given him. The next evening I began meetings in the Best
schoolhouse, and Brother Hapenny happened along. I told him how glad I
was of his company and help. ''Well, Brother Hill, I don't think I can stay, I
am going to stay overnight with my cousin, who lives several miles from
here, and, besides, we differ so widely in belief that think it is best for me
not to stay anyway.'' ''Well, Brother Hapenny, if you think attending my
meeting will injure you, or your cause, by all means don't stay,'' and he
departed.
After meeting, all the congregation left, and none invited the stranger to
share his hospitality with him. I saw a light in a house near by, and I
thought to get lodgings there. I was very gruffly informed that I could not
stay. It looks as if my lodging would be the schoolhouse. I thought the
Lord whom I serve is able to get me a comfortable place to lodge in, and
He will if it is for the best. It is cold, but I will neither murmur nor
complain. Thank the Lord, ''all things work together for good to them who
love God.'' As I returned to the schoolhouse, I saw another light farther up
the road. There I found a welcome, comfortable lodging, a good {p. 235}
breakfast, and the kind people would not take any pay. ''The Lord is good,
and His mercy endureth for ever.''
I found some of the people in the Best neighborhood very much
prejudiced. I called on a gentleman one morning, and invited him to my
meeting. He said, ''I want nothing to do with you or your meetings.'' ''I am
very sorry you will not attend my meetings. Perhaps, though, as I am
tired, you will be kind enough to let me sit down and rest a while.'' ''What
made you tired?'' ''Walking. I have been walking over the prairie for a day
or two, and am tired, but not so much so but that I can go on if you
refuse me the privilege of resting.'' He finally consented, saying ''I do not
want to recognize you as a Christian minister; neither do I want anything
said about the Sabbath.'' ''Very well, we will talk about something else.''
And we visited together until his prejudice wore somewhat away, and he
became quite friendly, and invited me to dinner. He even apologized for
his rudeness. The next house I entered, I was received kindly, I was
scarcely seated when a very important-appearing young gentleman
entered. He was introduced to me as Mr. Gough. I inquired if he were a
relative of John B. Gough, the famous temperance orator. He very curtly
informed me that he was not. Suddenly he said to me, ''Mr. Hill, what do
you believe will be the punishment of the wicked?'' I knew in an instant
that he was in for a theological discussion. Wishing to avoid controversy, I
answered, ''I believe the wicked will be punished with everlasting
destruction from the presence of God and the glory of His power.''
[2Thess. 1: 9], hoping he would be satisfied with such a scriptural answer.
He thought a moment, and said, ''Mr. Hill, do you believe in a hell?'' ''Yes,
certainly.'' He was not satisfied yet, and asked a third time, ''Mr. Hill, do
you believe the wicked will ever have an end?'' ''Yes, I believe the
Scriptures teach that the wicked will have an end.'' He handed me his
Bible, and said, excitedly, ''Read it, read it.'' I thought, ''Young man, if you
only knew what you are getting into, you would go slow, instead of fast. ''I
opened my Bible, and read, ''What shall the end be of them that obey not
the gospel of God?'' 1Peter 4: 17. ''It seems from this that the wicked will
surely have an end.'' ''Oh yes, but end there means destiny.'' ''Well, here is
{p. 236} another text that throws more light as to the destiny of the
wicked. 'Behold, the day cometh that shall burn as an oven, and all the
proud, yea, and all that do wickedly shall be stubble; and the day that
cometh shall burn them up, saith the Lord of Hosts, that it shall leave
them neither root nor branch.' Mal. 4: 1. This seems quite clear that the
wicked will be burned up root and branch.'' ''Mr. Hill, that refers only to a
part of the wicked, those who will be alive on the earth when Christ
comes.'' ''Maybe I did not read it aright. Let us see. It does say. 'All the
proud and all that do wickedly.' It does take them all in, does it not?''
''Well, but that refers only to their bodies.'' ''My friend, I believe I
understand you now. When God says, 'the wicked shall be burned up root
and branch, that means only their bodies; for the soul is immortal, and
cannot die.' Eze. 18: 4. How is this, Brother Gough? The Lord says the
soul that sinneth shall die, and you say the soul is immortal and cannot
die.'' ''That means all that is bad of a man shall die, that's all.'' ''How
much of a bad man is bad? Is he all bad?'' ''Yes, sir.'' ''If he is all bad, and
all that is bad of him dies, how much of him is left?'' I say, Mr. Hill, that is
another kind of a death.'' ''Perhaps you mean that the soul that sinneth
will die the death that never dies.'' "'Yes, sir, that's it exactly.'' "'My friend,
what kind of a life would it be that never lives? Would not a death that
never dies be about equal to a life that never lives, that never lives? The
death that never dies is a theological invention; such a curious kind of
death is unknown to the Bible.'' ''Mr. Hill. It is never said in the Bible that
the righteous are dead. The wicked are said to be dead, but the righteous
are said to be asleep, not dead.'' ''Is that so? We will have to read again;
'Blessed are the dead which die in the Lord from henceforth. Yea, saith
the Spirit, that they may rest from their labors; and their works do follow
them.' Rev. 14: 13. Does this scripture refer to the righteous?'' ''Yes, sir.''
''Are they dead?'' ''Yes, sir.'' ''Were you mistaken when you said that the
righteous were never represented as being dead in the Bible?'' With
crimson face, he replied, ''Yes, sir'' Not discouraged entirely, he made
another effort. ''The wicked are {p. 237} never said to be asleep, they are
always represented as being dead.'' ''My brother, let us read again, 'and
many of them that sleep in the dust of the earth shall awake, some to
everlasting life, and some to shame and everlasting contempt.' Dan. 12:
2. Are those who awake to shame and everlasting contempt wicked?''
''Yes, sir.'' ''Are they represented as being asleep?'' ''Yes, sir.'' ''Mistaken
again.'' ''I cannot stay longer, I must be going.'' ''Please don't be in such a
hurry. What will become of the wicked is a very interesting study, let us
pursue it farther. In Ps. 37: 10. we read, 'Yet a little while and the wicked
shall not be; yea, thou shalt diligently consider his place, and it shall not
be.'' When this scripture is fulfilled, where will the wicked be?---He simply
will not be at all. Let us read again, 'But the wicked shall perish, the
enemies of the Lord shall be as the fat of lambs; they shall consume, into
smoke shall they consume away.' Ps. 37: 20. Do you believe this
testimony concerning the wicked?'' ''Yes, sir.'' ''So do I; so we now believe
alike on this important subject.'' ''Mr. Hill, I will not stay any longer.'' ''Why
be in such haste, my brother. We have only just begun to examine the
many texts of scripture in regard to the destiny of the wicked, and surely
it is an interesting, profitable study.'' ''I tell you, Mr. Hill, I have not time
to stay longer.'' ''Since your time is so limited, I will only call your
attention to one more text that teaches that the wicked shall be as though
they had not been. Obadiah 1: 16. Do you accept this word of God as the
truth?'' Of course he had to say yes. ''Then you and I believe alike that the
time will come when the wicked shall be as though they had not been.'' I
ask the gentle reader to stop and think where he would be if he never had
been at all, and then remember that that is where God says the wicked
will be sometime.
After we had closed our Bible study, he said, ''Mr. Hill, I believe that a
man who doesn't believe in eternal burning hell, is plumb on his way for
that place himself.'' ''My young brother, you have sent me to a very bad
place, but I am not going. In the first place, you have no authority to send
me there; and in the second place, I am going the other way. Now let me
give you a little good advice. As you wish to do good in the world, do not
be too hasty in sending people {p. 238} to perdition; for after you get
them there you never can do them good any more, so please keep them
out of hell long as you can. Now, Brother Gough, as we have studied
God's Word together, shall we as Christians have a season of prayer
together before you go?'' ''No, sir.'' ''At least, let us shake hands, and part
as friends.'' ''No, sir.'' and he made a rush for the door, and I have never
seen him since. I do not know what the people thought of the conduct of
their pastor; for such he turned out to be. I hope he will treat the next
stranger he meets with more respectful consideration. If the reader cares
to investigate the destiny of the wicked farther, he can send to Review &
Herald Publishing Company, Battle Creek, Mich., for a book entitled ''Here
and Hereafter,'' in which he will find every text bearing on the subject
clearly elucidated; price, one dollar. Soon after leaving this house, I met a
man in the road, who accosted me as follows: ''Are you the man that is
around there teaching the people to work on the holy Sabbath?'' ''No, sir, I
am teaching the people to remember the Sabbath day to keep it holy.'' ''Is
your name Hill?'' ''Yes, sir that is my name. What is your name, please?''
''None of your business. You get out of this neighborhood. You are not
wanted here at all.'' ''Well, my friend, to tell you the truth, I am thinking a
good deal that way myself. From present indications, it does not look as if
I can do the people much good by prolonging my stay at this time, and I
have about concluded to leave shortly.'' He likened me to the devil, and
declared I ought to be ridden on a rail, and his eyes glared like the eyes of
a maniac. I stepped up close to him, and looked him steadily in the eye,
and said to him, ''Are you a Christian?'' It seemed to have a wonderful
effect on him. He stepped back, and never answered a word. He knew he
was manifesting the spirit of the dragon, and not the meek, gentle spirit
of Christ. I bade him good day, and went on my way. The last I heard
from him, he was crying after me, ''Around teaching the people to work on
the holy Sabbath.'' The next Sunday I attended a meeting of one Rev. Mr.
Patterson, in which the good people got so excited that they were going to
cast me out of the schoolhouse. One elder of the church cried, ''Throw
him out!'' I told them not to be quite so hasty as that, and {p. 239} the
uproar subsided. It made me think of the uproar at Ephesus. I thought,
What have I done that church people who claim to love the same dear
Saviour I do, hate me so? I have only taught the people to love God and
keep his commandments.'' Perhaps a comparison of Matt. 5: 11, 12 and
Isa. 66: 5 will throw some light on the subject.
The next Monday morning I started for the Minneapolis, [Minn.] camp
meeting, and have never had the pleasure of laboring in North Dakota
since; but I have the rich joy of knowing that the light kindled in that
region is still shining, and extending its bright rays continually. One
brother, Carscallon, has gone from there to England, to engage in the
good work. ''O, magnify the Lord with me, and let us exalt His name
together.'' Ps. 34: 3.
The next summer I went with two young brethren, J. F. Pogue and C.
Parker, to Pine City, county seat of Pine County, situated between St.
Paul and Duluth, on the St. Paul & Duluth R. R., to hold a course of tent
meetings. There were a good many Catholics and unbelievers in the town
and vicinity. One of the leading men of the place, Mr. J. F. Stone, was a
very pronounced skeptic. He attended our meetings quite regularly, and
was very friendly to us. He invited me to come to his hotel at any time,
night or day, and receive entertainment free of charge. He said to some
ministers, one day, ''Do you know what I would do if I were a minister? I
would go to the Adventist tent, hear some good preaching, and be
converted.'' One night I was awakened by brother Parker crying out
excitedly, ''Brother Hill, they have torn down the preaching tent, I heard
the center pole fall.'' ''Well, Brother Parker, lie down and take your rest
until morning, and then we will fix it up again.'' In the morning some
gentlemen came over to see what had happened, as they could not see
our gospel tent anymore. We said, some evil disposed persons have cut
the ropes and let it fall to the ground. After breakfast we will put it up
again. ''O, don't wait, but let us put it up right off. It is a disgrace to the
town to leave it down.'' With the help of these kind friends all damages
were quickly repaired, and our cotton meeting house was again ready for
divine service. Among these kind friends were Mr. Stone and another
skeptic by the name of E. L. {p. 240} George. I hoped to see them give up
their skepticism, and rejoice in the hope set before them in the gospel.
They were very kind to us, helped to build a little church for our people,
but did not decide to go with us to the promised land. One bitter cold
evening as Mr. George and I were out together, I said to him, ''Mr. George,
if you were out in a bitter cold night, and the storm was fiercely beating
upon you, and your strength and hope were almost gone, and you should
discover a light shining in your father's window, and a little farther effort
would bring you there, would it not bring good cheer and joy to you?'' He
replied, ''Why, yes, of course.'' ''Well, that is what my religion does for me.
In this cold world of storm and trouble I see a glorious light shining from
my Father's house in heaven, and soon the weary pilgrim will be there,
and it is a wellspring of comfort and joy to me every day of my life. What
do you think of it, Mr. George?'' ''O,'' said he, ''I think it is a good thing.''
''Sure enough, the blessed hope in Christ is a good thing.'' Kind reader do
you rejoice in it? One year after we held our tent meeting at Pine City,
Hinckley, the next town north, was swept by a storm of fire from the
woods, and nearly every house and many of the inhabitants were burned.
Mr. George was one who went to gather up the dead. He told me of a
drayman who had three barrels of water on his dray when the fire struck
the town. He drove with his family into the green woods, thinking there he
would be safe; but the tempest of fire and flame followed them even
there, and the only way he could keep himself and family alive was to
keep drenching them with water. Many of his neighbors came r |