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Phineas F. Bresee - A Prince In Israel - Media Sabda Org

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night Mrs. <strong>Bresee</strong> was detained by some family cares and came a little later than usual. The crowd<br />

was all around the door, extending out into the street, and they said nobody could get in. One fellow<br />

swore that he could get in; that he never saw a place so crowded that he could not force his way<br />

through. He no sooner said this, than he crowded through the people, reached the door, pushed it<br />

open, and got in.<br />

Rowdies Nonplussed<br />

Such a gospel campaign as this, is sure to arouse more or less opposition. One night some rowdies<br />

were disturbing the meeting. Dr. <strong>Bresee</strong> was dwelling for a moment on the objects of worship of<br />

different people. He said that some people worshipped themselves, whereupon the rowdies made so<br />

much noise that he stopped and told them that he would sit down a moment, and, if they had<br />

anything to say, to get up and say it to the whole congregation, after which they would have quiet<br />

and he could go on with the service. One tall, lanky fellow, arose and said: "I was just saying that<br />

that is us; that is me; I worship myself." By the time he got that far, his ideas ran out, and he sat<br />

down; but one of the papers of the town took it up and told how this fellow, giving his name, stood<br />

up like a kangaroo on his hind legs, and said he worshipped himself. The paper continued to ridicule<br />

the poor fellow until he fled from the town.<br />

William Clarke<br />

As an illustration of the zeal and fervor of some of the men of that church, William Clark might<br />

be mentioned. He lived about three miles in the country, and scarcely missed a meeting in all those<br />

months. Frequently during the winter it was so cold that he would not bring his horses and leave<br />

them standing outside, but came afoot so as to be there and help push the battle. He was a most<br />

effective and blessed man of God.<br />

One day in the afternoon meeting they were planning for the night campaign. Dr. <strong>Bresee</strong><br />

explained the modus operandi to be followed, as heretofore stated, and further said that all those who<br />

were pledged thus to do, would not require any special notice from him, but would carry out the<br />

plans spontaneously so far as movement was concerned. Among those present was one old brother,<br />

a man of some prominence, but rather uncultured and peculiar. The next day, when they came to<br />

discuss the matter, he arose and said: "Last night when Brother <strong>Bresee</strong> asked those that would arise<br />

at once and go back and try to find somebody that they could bring to the altar, I rose up. I had right<br />

smart faith that I was a-lyin', but I was not. I went. The Lord blessed me." The success of the meeting<br />

from the human side, was the result of continual perseverance. Of course, there entered into it much<br />

of prayer and sacrifice, but stubborn perseverance, and determination to do God's work, were the<br />

predominating elements, under God, in accomplishing such glorious results.<br />

During his second year in Red Oak, Dr. <strong>Bresee</strong> was largely occupied in conserving the results of<br />

the great revival. That summer, the Presbyterian pastor, whose church building was larger than the<br />

Methodist church, was compelled to be absent from the city, and his people, instead of seeking a<br />

supply, invited the Methodists to occupy their church, stating that they would work with them. The<br />

Methodists accepted the invitation, and Dr. <strong>Bresee</strong> preached during the summer in the Presbyterian<br />

church, both congregations worshiping there together.

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