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

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

media.sabda.org
from media.sabda.org More from this publisher
21.07.2013 Views

A HISTORY OF THE RISE OF METHODISM IN AMERICA by John Lednum CHAPTER 49 Mr. David Abbott had been received as a traveling preacher, and was stationed on Kent Circuit, Md. In the summer of 1781, his father the Rev. Benjamin Abbott took his place for a short time, and had the remarkable meetings recorded in his Life, p. 113-120. At the head of Elk, now Elkton, he preached his first sermon at S. T.'s. This is the earliest notice we have of the Methodists having an appointment in this town, as yet they had no society in the place. In after years the Rev. Freeborn Garrettson had a niece, perhaps the daughter of his brother John, a Mrs. Taylor, living in this place. See his Life, p. 212. From here he went to Mr. Simmon's, near the head of Sassafras river, where he had a powerful time: some were awakened, and inquired what they must do to be saved. Here he found a small class: in meeting it, he had a precious time. He says, "Next day at my appointment, God attended the word with power: many wept, both white and black. In meeting the class many fell to the floor, among whom was the ma n of the house; several professed sanctification, and some justification." It seems that this was at Solomon Hersey's on Bohemia Manor. "Next day being Sabbath, I preached there again. In the morning I met the black class in the barn; many fell to the floor like dead men, while others cried aloud for mercy. I had to leave them to attend my appointment. When I came to the place, it was computed there were more than a thousand people, and a clergyman among them. I preached in the words, and the Lord preached from heaven in His Spirit's power, and the people fell on the right and on the left. I saw that many were in a flutter and ready to flee. I told them to stand still, for God Almighty was come into the camp. They kept their stations, while I continued to invite them to fly to Jesus. It was a great day to many souls." Having received an introduction to the clergyman, and an invitation to call on him for conversation, he hastened to his afternoon appointment, "leaving the slain and wounded on the field. When I came to the place, I found a large congregation, and preached with great liberty. Many, both white and black, fell to the earth as dead men, while others were screaming and crying to God for mercy." These meetings, it appears, had been held on Bohemia Manor and in Sassafras Neck. After preaching, a gentleman, whom he afterwards calls Mr. K. (could this have been Kankey?) -- Zebulon Kankey, from this region, became a traveling preacher nine years after this), invited him to his house, and said to him: "If what he had heard and seen that day was religion, he must confess he knew nothing of the matter, although he professed to be a good Churchman. He told me that their minister was both a drunkard and a liar, and advised me not to go near him. Next morning we went to see the clergyman." Whoever he was, he seems to have been the incumbent of St. Stephen's, in Sassafras Neck, and lived at Fredericktown, on the Sassafras river.) "We then went on, and crossed the river (Sassafras) where I preached to a small congregation. Here the gentleman and I parted. We had a happy time in class. Here I saw what I never met before -- twenty women in class, and but one man, and he an African." This meeting was near Georgetown, or Georgetown Cross Roads; at one time the preaching in this neighborhood was at Woodlands.

His next appointment was at Howard's. This was in Still Pond. The congregation was large; and the word reached many hearts. "I met class, and had a precious time. One woman fell to the floor, and after a struggle lay still. When she came to, she related that she had dreamed the night before that she saw 'a plain old man who gave me a clean piece of paper; and I believe it represented a clean heart; and now I know that God has sanctified me.' "Next day, at Brother H.'s, I had a crowded house. The Lord attended the word with great power. The people fell, screamed, and cried aloud for mercy. Here I was as happy as I could live in the body. Many were awakened; and one big man, who was a sinner, stood amazed; wondering at what his eyes beheld. In class there was a powerful time: some lost the power of their bodies; and we had a shout in the Lord's camp. "Next day I went to my appointment. The rumor of the work caused many to attend. Looking round, I saw the big man again, he being of an uncommon size. In my application, the Lord opened the windows of heaven and rained down righteousness. The power of God came in such a manner that it prevented the meeting of the class. Many shouted praises to God; others cried aloud for mercy; some were all bathed in tears; while others lay on the floor as dead men. The people shouted with a loud shout, and the noise was heard afar off. Thus the meeting continued for three hours; and the big man was on his knees praying. "Next day I preached to a small congregation of hardhearted, stiffnecked, uncircumcised sinners; and felt but little freedom among them. I met the little class, and impressed holiness on them; but found them rather dead in religion." Of the three last appointments, one was in Werton, and the other two may have been in Chestertown and Quaker Neck. "At my next appointment, I found many hundreds collected on the occasion of a funeral. The Church minister went through the ceremonies, and then preached a short, easy, smooth, soft sermon, which amounted to almost nothing. By this time a gust was rising, and the firmament was covered with blackness; two clouds appeared to come from different quarters and meet over the house, which caused the people to crowd into the house, upstairs and down, to screen themselves from the storm. When the minister was done, he asked me if I would say something to the people. I arose, and with some difficulty got on one of the benches, the house was so crowded; and, almost as soon as I began, the Lord of heaven began also. The tremendous claps of thunder exceeded anything I had ever heard, and the streams of lightning flashed through the house; the house shook, and the windows jarred with the violence thereof. I lost no time, but set before them the coming of Christ in all His awful splendor, with all the armies of heaven, to judge the world, and to take vengeance on the ungodly. It may be, cried I, that he will descend in the next clap of thunder! The lightning, thunder, and rain continued for about one hour, in the most awful manner ever known in that country; during which time I continued to set before the people the coming of Christ to judge the world, warning and inviting sinners to flee to Christ. The people screamed, screeched, and fell all through the house," while Mr. Abbott continued to exclaim: "My Lord! while you thunder without to the ear, help me to thunder to the hearts of sinners." "One old sinner made an attempt to go, but soon fell. Some of the people put him in a carriage, and took him where, as I was informed, he neither ate nor drank for three days and nights. When the storm was over the meeting ended; many were that day convinced, and many were converted." In 1795, when Mr. Abbott was spending his last labors on Kent Circuit,

A HISTORY<br />

OF THE<br />

RISE OF METHODISM IN AMERICA<br />

by<br />

John Lednum<br />

CHAPTER 49<br />

Mr. David Abbott had been received as a traveling preacher, and was stationed on Kent Circuit,<br />

Md. <strong>In</strong> the summer of 1781, his father the Rev. Benjamin Abbott took his place for a short time, and<br />

had the remarkable meetings recorded in his Life, p. 113-120. At the head of Elk, now Elkton, he<br />

preached his first sermon at S. T.'s. This is the earliest notice we have of the Methodists having an<br />

appointment in this town, as yet they had no society in the place. <strong>In</strong> after years the Rev. Freeborn<br />

Garrettson had a niece, perhaps the daughter of his brother John, a Mrs. Taylor, living in this place.<br />

See his Life, p. 212. From here he went to Mr. Simmon's, near the head of Sassafras river, where he<br />

had a powerful time: some were awakened, and inquired what they must do to be saved. Here he<br />

found a small class: in meeting it, he had a precious time. He says, "Next day at my appointment,<br />

God attended the word with power: many wept, both white and black. <strong>In</strong> meeting the class many fell<br />

to the floor, among whom was the ma n of the house; several professed sanctification, and some<br />

justification." It seems that this was at Solomon Hersey's on Bohemia Manor. "Next day being<br />

Sabbath, I preached there again. <strong>In</strong> the morning I met the black class in the barn; many fell to the<br />

floor like dead men, while others cried aloud for mercy. I had to leave them to attend my<br />

appointment. When I came to the place, it was computed there were more than a thousand people,<br />

and a clergyman among them. I preached in the words, and the Lord preached from heaven in His<br />

Spirit's power, and the people fell on the right and on the left. I saw that many were in a flutter and<br />

ready to flee. I told them to stand still, for God Almighty was come into the camp. <strong>The</strong>y kept their<br />

stations, while I continued to invite them to fly to Jesus. It was a great day to many souls."<br />

Having received an introduction to the clergyman, and an invitation to call on him for<br />

conversation, he hastened to his afternoon appointment, "leaving the slain and wounded on the field.<br />

When I came to the place, I found a large congregation, and preached with great liberty. Many, both<br />

white and black, fell to the earth as dead men, while others were screaming and crying to God for<br />

mercy." <strong>The</strong>se meetings, it appears, had been held on Bohemia Manor and in Sassafras Neck.<br />

After preaching, a gentleman, whom he afterwards calls Mr. K. (could this have been Kankey?)<br />

-- Zebulon Kankey, from this region, became a traveling preacher nine years after this), invited him<br />

to his house, and said to him: "If what he had heard and seen that day was religion, he must confess<br />

he knew nothing of the matter, although he professed to be a good Churchman. He told me that their<br />

minister was both a drunkard and a liar, and advised me not to go near him. Next morning we went<br />

to see the clergyman." Whoever he was, he seems to have been the incumbent of St. Stephen's, in<br />

Sassafras Neck, and lived at Fredericktown, on the Sassafras river.) "We then went on, and crossed<br />

the river (Sassafras) where I preached to a small congregation. Here the gentleman and I parted. We<br />

had a happy time in class. Here I saw what I never met before -- twenty women in class, and but one<br />

man, and he an African." This meeting was near Georgetown, or Georgetown Cross Roads; at one<br />

time the preaching in this neighborhood was at Woodlands.

Hooray! Your file is uploaded and ready to be published.

Saved successfully!

Ooh no, something went wrong!