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The Death of Christian Britain

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— <strong>The</strong> Salvation Economy —<br />

and text posters for twenty-nine different occupations and in seven foreign<br />

languages for distribution in western Europe and Scandinavia.<br />

Tract distribution was work not merely for organisations but for the<br />

individual evangelical. ‘A tract is a vicarious witness that can go where a<br />

humble minister <strong>of</strong> the Gospel would be debarred from entry.’ 53 Predicting<br />

the impact <strong>of</strong> tracts was almost impossible: ‘Why should some tracts carry<br />

with them blessing resulting in abundant fruit, and others be apparently<br />

worthless paper?’ <strong>The</strong> answer, most tract organisations recommended, was<br />

‘praying always when giving them’. 54 Of all forms <strong>of</strong> missionary work, it<br />

required the least resources: ‘<strong>The</strong> outfit <strong>of</strong> the tract distributor is modest<br />

enough. It consists in the acquisition <strong>of</strong> one or more suitable tracts, a<br />

gracious manner, a humble heart willing to be guided, and a prayerful spirit.<br />

Let your behaviour, before and after <strong>of</strong>fering the tract, be Christ-like and<br />

gracious.’ Careful advice was given:<br />

Cultivate an attractive manner <strong>of</strong> <strong>of</strong>fering a tract. You see a gentleman<br />

sitting quietly on a seat, resting; do not bustle up to him, thrust a<br />

tract upon him with a hasty word and be gone . . . If you can spare<br />

the time, sit down for a moment, take a booklet from your pocket,<br />

and begin reading it. <strong>The</strong>n in a minute or two say, perhaps, ‘I wonder<br />

whether I might <strong>of</strong>fer you a copy <strong>of</strong> this booklet.’ He takes it with<br />

a smile and a word <strong>of</strong> thanks, while you add, it may be, ‘I have read<br />

and re-read it many times; I feel sure you will enjoy it.’ A moment<br />

or two later you leave with a bright ‘Good morning’, which he,<br />

engrossed in his reading, looks up to acknowledge and returns to the<br />

tract. Even if you have not time to sit down, spare a moment to slow<br />

up, <strong>of</strong>fer a booklet with a bright smile and a courteous word, and<br />

leave him with the realisation that you are a messenger <strong>of</strong> God, interested<br />

in his eternal welfare. 55<br />

If <strong>of</strong>fering a tract to a member <strong>of</strong> the opposite sex, ‘wisdom and discretion’<br />

were required: ‘Let dignity be added to courtesy, and to both a gravity<br />

that consorts with the holy business at hand.’ Every opportunity was to<br />

be taken: ‘You get into a lift and find yourself alone with the lift-man.<br />

“Fourth floor, please; slip this in your pocket and read it when you get a<br />

chance.”’ Taxi drivers, the novice was advised, ‘rarely refuse a courteously<br />

<strong>of</strong>fered booklet.’ 56<br />

<strong>The</strong>re were almost endless variations on the religious publication.<br />

Charles Cook specialised in visiting prisoners in London prisons and using<br />

the stories he heard there to write tracts on ‘sad ends’. 57 Tracts contained<br />

a fairly limited style <strong>of</strong> content: didactic exhortation to keep the Sabbath,<br />

acknowledge sin, and come to Christ without delay. After the mid-1850s,<br />

the several hundred Drummond Tracts showed a noticeable shift towards<br />

the narrative story, dramatic and sometimes melodramatic in form, and<br />

invariably claimed as true. <strong>The</strong>re is little way to assess the authenticity <strong>of</strong><br />

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