A History Of The Rise Of Methodism In America - Media Sabda Org

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a piece of Virginia cloth, out of which a suit of new clothes was made for him. In this way the general superintendent of Methodism was provided for at that day. While Mr. Asbury was in Virginia this year, he observed, "If I had Harry to go with me and meet the colored people, it would be attended with a blessing." This is the first time that we meet with the name of this individual, who, as we suppose, was the same Harry Hosier, who was so well known among the Methodists for about thirty years after this. We are ignorant of Harry's history previous to this date. In 1782, Mr. Asbury wished him to accompany him on his visit to the South; but Harry seemed unwilling to go. It was feared that his speaking so much to white people in Philadelphia had been injurious to him; and that the much flattery which was offered to him, might in the end be ruinous to him. He was small, very black, keen-eyed, possessing great volubility of tongue; and, although so illiterate that he could not read, was one of the most popular preachers of that age. We have been informed that Dr. Rush, having heard him, pronounced him, taking into the account his illiteracy, the greatest orator in America. Mr. Asbury, with whom Harry traveled a good deal, said, the way to have a very large congregation, was to give out that Harry was to preach; as more would come together to hear him, than himself. It has been said that on one occasion, in Wilmington, Del., where Methodism was long unpopular, a number of the citizens, who did not ordinarily attend Methodist preaching, came together to hear Bishop Asbury. Old Asbury [Chapel] was, at that time, so full that they could not get in. They stood outside to hear the bishop, as they supposed, but in reality they heard Harry. Before they left the place, they complimented the speaker by saying: "If all Methodist preachers could preach like the bishop, we should like to be constant hearers." Some one present replied, "That was not the bishop, but the bishop's servant that you heard." This only raised the bishop higher in their estimation; as their confusion was, "if such be the servant, what must the master be?" The truth was, that Harry was a more popular speaker than Mr. Asbury, or almost any one else in his day. When Dr. Coke came to Barratt's Chapel, Mr. Asbury provided him a carriage and horses, and Harry to drive and pilot him round the Peninsula. By the time they reached John Purnell's, in Worcester county, the doctor observed, "I am pleased with Harry's preaching." Harry also traveled with Messrs. Garrettson and Whatcoat; and we cannot say how many more of the early preachers. At that day, Harry was closely identified with Methodism. After he had moved on a tide of popularity for a number of years, he fell by wine, one of the strong enemies of both ministers and people. And now, alas! this popular preacher was a drunken rag-picker in the streets of Philadelphia. But we will not leave him here. One evening Harry started down the Neck, below Southwark, determined to remain there until his backslidings were healed. Under a tree he wrestled with God in prayer. Sometime that night God restored to him the joys of his salvation. From this time Harry continued faithful; though he could not stand before the people with that pleasing confidence, as a public speaker, that he had before his fall. About the year 1810 Harry finished his course; and, it is believed, made a good end. An unusually large number of people, both white and colored, followed his body to its last resting-place, in a free burying ground in Kensington. After Mr. Watters had visited the Virginia Conference, in 1780, he returned, for the fourth time, to Frederick Circuit for six months -- then for a few weeks in Fairfax Circuit. In the latter end of the year he went with John Tunnell to form Calvert Circuit in Maryland. From the Conference of 1781 he went again into Baltimore Circuit. In the latter end of this year he came to Philadelphia to have

a Biography of William Adams printed, and went into New Jersey, as far as New Mills, and found all the Methodists alive that he left seven years before; and only one had left the society -- during which time their number had more than doubled. He spent the year 1782 in Fluvanna and Hanover Circuits. In 1783 he went to Calvert Circuit; and in the latter end of the year located and settled twelve miles from Alexandria, in Fairfax county, Va. In 1786 he was appointed to Berkley Circuit; but after six months stopped again. In 1786 his wife's mother, Mrs. Ann Adams, died. She was among the first in Fairfax county that was brought to the Lord by the preaching of the Methodists in 1773: she had shown herself to be a mother in Israel. In 1801 he re-entered the itinerancy and was stationed in Alexandria. In 1802 he was in Georgetown. In 1803 he lost his mother, in her ninety-first year. In 1803 and in 1804 he was stationed again in Alexandria; and in 1805 at Georgetown, D. C. In 1806 he located finally. He was alive in 1818 at which time he was sixty-two years old. We are not in possession of the time of his death; but as he had lived well, we have no doubt but that he died well. Such is the account of the first native American itinerant Methodist preacher. Mr. Gatch says: -- "A captain came from the army to visit a brother living the neighborhood, who was a Methodist and a captain also. While at his brother's he became concerned for the salvation of his soul. He came to my house when I was about leaving home to fill a round of appointments. I prevailed on him to accompany me, and on our tour he got religion. Immediately he took his knife from his pocket, cut the ruffles from his bosom, and had his hair -- which, according to the custom of the time, was long -- cut off. After preaching at a quarterly meeting on our route, I felt so exhausted that I thought I could have no further enjoyment of the meeting; but God frequently makes his power manifest in our weakness. In love feast the captain's servant became graciously wrought upon. My eye affected my heart. Faith comes by seeing as well as by hearing. The Spirit of the Lord came upon me. In a short time the house appeared to be filled with his presence, and the work became general. Some were converted. I never had so great a blessing before in a public congregation. A preacher present sought to stay the exercises, but could not. He called it my wildfire, but it was the Lord who was carrying on the baptism of the Holy Ghost and of fire. The flame was sweet -- one like unto the Son of God was with us. "During the summer I took a tour into Hanover Circuit. I was at George Arnold's, in company with another preacher, and we took a walk into the corn field. The corn was in beautiful silk. We separated for the purpose of secret prayer. Here the Lord visited me in an uncommon manner. His gracious Spirit so operated on my body, soul, and spirit, that it was visible to the preacher who was with me. After waiting some time on me, he started to the house, but the cases of Enoch and Elijah came to his mind, and he turned back to see what would become of me. I felt in a measure like I was in heaven, and some that I knew were with me. "When I heard of the death of Bishop Asbury, that took place at George Arnold's, it brought fresh to my recollection what I had enjoyed at the same place, and I felt assured that he had gone to rest. I was much blessed in this journey, and returned home in safety. My wife's heart was in the work when I left home to serve the Church; we parted in peace, and when I returned we met in love. I once started to be absent some time from home, and finding that I had forgotten a book I intended to take with me, I returned, and my wife met me with her arm bleeding, where it had been pierced by the spindle of a big wheel which had fallen against her. She was so injured that I thought it would be

a Biography of William Adams printed, and went into New Jersey, as far as New Mills, and found<br />

all the Methodists alive that he left seven years before; and only one had left the society -- during<br />

which time their number had more than doubled. He spent the year 1782 in Fluvanna and Hanover<br />

Circuits. <strong>In</strong> 1783 he went to Calvert Circuit; and in the latter end of the year located and settled<br />

twelve miles from Alexandria, in Fairfax county, Va. <strong>In</strong> 1786 he was appointed to Berkley Circuit;<br />

but after six months stopped again. <strong>In</strong> 1786 his wife's mother, Mrs. Ann Adams, died. She was<br />

among the first in Fairfax county that was brought to the Lord by the preaching of the Methodists<br />

in 1773: she had shown herself to be a mother in Israel. <strong>In</strong> 1801 he re-entered the itinerancy and was<br />

stationed in Alexandria. <strong>In</strong> 1802 he was in Georgetown. <strong>In</strong> 1803 he lost his mother, in her ninety-first<br />

year. <strong>In</strong> 1803 and in 1804 he was stationed again in Alexandria; and in 1805 at Georgetown, D. C.<br />

<strong>In</strong> 1806 he located finally. He was alive in 1818 at which time he was sixty-two years old. We are<br />

not in possession of the time of his death; but as he had lived well, we have no doubt but that he died<br />

well. Such is the account of the first native <strong>America</strong>n itinerant Methodist preacher. Mr. Gatch says:<br />

--<br />

"A captain came from the army to visit a brother living the neighborhood, who was a Methodist<br />

and a captain also. While at his brother's he became concerned for the salvation of his soul. He came<br />

to my house when I was about leaving home to fill a round of appointments. I prevailed on him to<br />

accompany me, and on our tour he got religion. Immediately he took his knife from his pocket, cut<br />

the ruffles from his bosom, and had his hair -- which, according to the custom of the time, was long<br />

-- cut off. After preaching at a quarterly meeting on our route, I felt so exhausted that I thought I<br />

could have no further enjoyment of the meeting; but God frequently makes his power manifest in<br />

our weakness. <strong>In</strong> love feast the captain's servant became graciously wrought upon. My eye affected<br />

my heart. Faith comes by seeing as well as by hearing. <strong>The</strong> Spirit of the Lord came upon me. <strong>In</strong> a<br />

short time the house appeared to be filled with his presence, and the work became general. Some<br />

were converted. I never had so great a blessing before in a public congregation. A preacher present<br />

sought to stay the exercises, but could not. He called it my wildfire, but it was the Lord who was<br />

carrying on the baptism of the Holy Ghost and of fire. <strong>The</strong> flame was sweet -- one like unto the Son<br />

of God was with us.<br />

"During the summer I took a tour into Hanover Circuit. I was at George Arnold's, in company<br />

with another preacher, and we took a walk into the corn field. <strong>The</strong> corn was in beautiful silk. We<br />

separated for the purpose of secret prayer. Here the Lord visited me in an uncommon manner. His<br />

gracious Spirit so operated on my body, soul, and spirit, that it was visible to the preacher who was<br />

with me. After waiting some time on me, he started to the house, but the cases of Enoch and Elijah<br />

came to his mind, and he turned back to see what would become of me. I felt in a measure like I was<br />

in heaven, and some that I knew were with me.<br />

"When I heard of the death of Bishop Asbury, that took place at George Arnold's, it brought fresh<br />

to my recollection what I had enjoyed at the same place, and I felt assured that he had gone to rest.<br />

I was much blessed in this journey, and returned home in safety. My wife's heart was in the work<br />

when I left home to serve the Church; we parted in peace, and when I returned we met in love. I once<br />

started to be absent some time from home, and finding that I had forgotten a book I intended to take<br />

with me, I returned, and my wife met me with her arm bleeding, where it had been pierced by the<br />

spindle of a big wheel which had fallen against her. She was so injured that I thought it would be

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