History of the M.E. Church, Vol. IV - Media Sabda Org
History of the M.E. Church, Vol. IV - Media Sabda Org
History of the M.E. Church, Vol. IV - Media Sabda Org
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HISTORY OF THE<br />
METHODIST EPISCOPAL CHURCH<br />
By Abel Stevens<br />
CHAPTER X<br />
METHODISM IN THE WEST, CONTINUED: 1804-1820<br />
John Strange -- His great Eloquence -- Russell Bigelow's Character and Eloquence -- Bishop<br />
Thomson's Account <strong>of</strong> one <strong>of</strong> his Forest Sermons -- Sketch <strong>of</strong> Henry B. Bascom -- Of Thomas A.<br />
Morris -- Of John P. Durbin -- Advance <strong>of</strong> Methodism in <strong>the</strong> Southwest -- Elisha W. Bowman In<br />
Louisiana -- His Explorations and Hardships -- Scene between Asbury and Jacob Young at Governor<br />
Tiffin's Home -- Young in <strong>the</strong> Southwest -- Lorenzo Dow <strong>the</strong>re -- Axley's Sufferings and<br />
Achievements -- Sketch <strong>of</strong> William Winans -- O<strong>the</strong>r Southwestern Itinerants<br />
John Strange, a Virginian, born in 1789, was one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> most successful evangelists <strong>of</strong> Methodism<br />
in Ohio, whi<strong>the</strong>r he went in his twentieth year. He commenced preaching in 1811; in many parts <strong>of</strong><br />
<strong>the</strong> northwestern territory he labored powerfully, though oppressed with chronic disease, down to<br />
1882, when he "died in great peace," at. Indianapolis, while at <strong>the</strong> head <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Indianapolis District.<br />
"He was," says a fellow-laborer, "one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> brightest lights <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> American pulpit, in <strong>the</strong> Valley <strong>of</strong><br />
<strong>the</strong> Mississippi, in <strong>the</strong> early part <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> present century. He was formed by nature to be eloquent. He<br />
was tall and slender, and stood remarkably erect. His bearing was that <strong>of</strong> one born to command; and<br />
yet combined with this <strong>the</strong>re was a gentleness and s<strong>of</strong>tness <strong>of</strong> manner that never failed to win <strong>the</strong><br />
hearts <strong>of</strong> those with whom he came in contact. His hair was raven-black, and his eyes blue and<br />
generally mild; but, when he was animated, <strong>the</strong>y became remarkably brilliant and penetrating. His<br />
voice was unsurpassed, as far as my knowledge extends, for its compass, and <strong>the</strong> sweetness, richness,<br />
and variety <strong>of</strong> its tones. He could elevate it, without apparent effort, so as to be heard distinctly<br />
twenty or thirty rods in <strong>the</strong> open air; and yet it would retain all its melody. He could sing, pray, or<br />
preach for any length <strong>of</strong> time, without becoming in <strong>the</strong> least degree hoarse. Such was <strong>the</strong> power and<br />
attractiveness <strong>of</strong> both his matter and manner, that, when he could ascend <strong>the</strong> stand at camp-meeting,<br />
many who were scattered through <strong>the</strong> surrounding woods would hasten with all possible speed to<br />
<strong>the</strong> camp ground, that <strong>the</strong>y might lose nothing that he should say. There were times when his<br />
audience were held spell-bound by his eloquence, and sometimes <strong>the</strong>y were even raised 'en masse'<br />
from <strong>the</strong>ir seats. Few men were ever more devoted to <strong>the</strong> interests <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Church</strong>, or more habitually<br />
under <strong>the</strong> influence <strong>of</strong> an all-pervading sense <strong>of</strong> duty, than John Strange. When, in 1814, he traveled<br />
White Water circuit, <strong>the</strong>n a sparsely settled frontier, he would go from one block-house to ano<strong>the</strong>r<br />
in <strong>the</strong> exercise <strong>of</strong> his ministry, while he was actually obliged to carry his gun from his shoulder, to<br />
defend himself from <strong>the</strong> Indians. Such self-sacrificing efforts greatly endeared him to <strong>the</strong> people, and<br />
his monthly visits to <strong>the</strong> block-houses and forts were hailed with delight. Language cannot describe<br />
<strong>the</strong> pa<strong>the</strong>tic and impressive manner in which, on such occasions, he would sing <strong>the</strong> hymn beginning,<br />
'And are we yet alive!' The hymn itself was most touching; and, taken in connection with his manner<br />
<strong>of</strong> singing it, and <strong>the</strong> circumstances which it so aptly described, it was quite irresistible." [1]<br />
A bishop <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Church</strong> describes his appearance in <strong>the</strong> pulpit as "peculiar, most angelic." He "had<br />
a certain e<strong>the</strong>real expression <strong>of</strong> countenance. When he opened his lips you heard a voice, clear and<br />
shrill, <strong>of</strong> immense compass and perfect melody, that well-nigh entranced you. Presently <strong>the</strong> spirit