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i PAGE FIFTEEN saasER? besa ABEAAARLS 2 258844 2 i UNCLE JOHNNY DODD'S CHURCH. 4 The Story of the Young Methodist | A Minister and the Grand, but Humble 4 01d Sextop. Pe] The little white church at Springfield had long been known among the initiated as "Uncle Johnny Dodd's church." Dignified bishops, reading out the appointments on that last heart-shaking evening at annual conference, always read, with a kindly twinkle of the eye, that the Rev. So-and-So was sent to Uncle Johnny Dodd's church, otherwise Springfieid Statiofi--and everybody laughed, for in the course of forty-five years, under the .itinerant system, a good number of preachers will manage to form an intimate acquaintance with one church, Generally, the Rev. So-and-So would be some old minister who was alone in the world, to whom Uncle Johnny's church would come as a welcome haven after many storms; but occasionally some young fellow, not yet gradu- ated from under the wing of the presiding elder, would hear his appointment to the place, and turn a bewildered eye on his neigh- bor. 2 "Who is Uncle Johnny Dodd, anyhow? he would ask with troubled forethought. "Big- gest man in the place? Man that owns the town?" . "Naw! Uncle Johnny's the sexton," would be the astounding reply. 4 ' For forty-five wears, now, Uncle Johnny had alluded to himself as the "sextant," and had taken such pride in his work as few men ever bring to the loftiest calling. Twice 2 week, during all that time, on Wednesdays and Saturdays, he had swept and dusted until every inch of floor was speckless and every bit of woodwork shining; on* Wednesdays for the evening prayer-meeting, and on Saturday: "for the services of the morrow. There were other and special occasions for which it was his joy to make special prepara- tions. When there was to be a great wedding for instance, Uncle Johnny was rigorous ir directing just where every palm and fern wa: to go, and which rows of benches were to be tied with white ribbon; and the hired decora' tors found that it saved time to yield. "Hain't I been sextant o' this church goin on forty-six years?" he demanded; if they were inclined to be urgent. "Pity if I don't know how to trim the church for little Belle Harrison to be married, when I polished the font with my own hands, an' filled it with water for her to be baptized when she was month an' four days old--yes, an' trimmed the church for her, mother to be married, too. without nobody's hired help." - These arguments being unanswerable, Miss Belle Harrison, who had been at much .ex: pense to hire decorators, was married in 2 church adorned after Uncle Johnny's own de- vising; but she-laughed merrily over it, thank ed him in the loveliest manner, and no doubt was just as happy afterwards. Betty Robbins on the other hand, who had been sorely puz zled to get together her modest trousseau, and had planned to be married quietly at prayer- meeting, gave a little cry of joy when she and her young lover stépped in at the door; fo Uncle Johnny had borrowed a cart and gone to. the woods, and the church was a bower of wild smilax. "No, ne, honey," said Uncle Johnny, stop ping to pat the cheek of the pretty bride, ") warn't goin' to see your mother's baby married with no trimmin's in 'the church--not whil¢ the woods was handy, an' things growin' it 'em!" So there was never any young bride so poot but that the church was in brave array for her and the humblést baby that was ever dowerec with a name in Uncle Johnny's church hac the font polished until it shone again, and flowers in the vases on either side, if it were only goldenrod or wild sunflowers. "Jest to give it a good send-off, and to let its mother know folks wishes her an' the baby well) 'Uncle Johnny always carefully explained to the young ministers, who could not be ex- pected to understand such things; And then, the Christmas times!" Where Uncle Johnny ever managed to find so much holly, none but he could have told: and he was a busy and a happy man, the day before Christmas, showing the decorating committec how to put it up. There was but one a in the year's work that really saddened him, and that was taking the greenery down afte: Christmas was over. It seemed like leaving Christmas behind--like forsaking it utterly: and so the holly was never disturbed until toward the last of January, when the withered leaves began to fall from the dried stems, and some. of the ladies who were not given tc sentiment complained that the church looked like a crow's nest. . So year after year, Uncle Johnny had swept and polished the little church, adorned it for weddings, and tolled the sad=and solemn bell for funerals. He was a bent old man, with gray hair that curled on his coat-collar, and with one foot that refused to be quite as agile or as willing as the other. Age had been creeping up on Uncle Johnny in these forty- five years. : The very old people sometimes spoke of other changes that the 'years had brought They could recall the good old days when the Spirit had moved mightily upon the little church at Springfield; when the Word had- been preached with power by Sons of Thund- er, now, perhaps, gone on into the land of silence; and the people had not been ashamed or afraid to shout aloud. They remembered, those older ones, how Uncle Johnny, being greatly wrought upon, would sometimes rise up| and send out a clarion "Halleluiah!" that wis like the clash of cymbals, and was fol- lowed by a soaring joy song, which began with "Glory and honor an' power--" and then trailed off into inarticulate renmants of speech --broken words that could not be understood; and then évery one knew that. Uncle Johnny was lifted. into the third heaven. Nothing of the kind happened now. Most of the old people had died off, and the younger generation took their religious pleasures as they. did their temporal ones---calmly, and with due regard to decorum. Uncle Johnny, in his seat in the corner next the pulpit-- the Amen corner, people had called it once-- listened to the sermon with suth a watchful face that young preachers were sometimes dis- composed by it, so that they wandered from their subject. IL. When the Rev. Brice Carter was appointed to "Uncle Jolinny Dodd's church," and heard the appointment so read out by the smiling bishop, and noted the laugh that followed it. J his new field. TE ---------- - his face flushed hotly; for he was a young man, with university honors thick" upon him. "We'll send a college man out there and wake 'em up," the presiding elder had said in cabinet meeting; for he had been troubled by the fact that during the past three years Uncle Johnny's church had lost ground in member- ship. "I'l unhinge that name from my church first thing!" said the college man-to the pro- fessor who loved 'him, as he was starting for There could be no doubt that he was an in- teresting lad. The people came out to hear dim, and his sermons, replete with well- rounded periods and filled with classical quo- tations, attracted the young men and women, who crowded all the back benches at every service. The new minister was very well pleased. Uncle Johnny's watchful face had no terrors for him. Indeed, he was rather astonished to find that a man so manifestly ignorant and behind the, times should have tad the least influence in the church. The Rev. Brice Carter had learned one thing thoroughly in his college conrse--that sin may de forgiven, but ignorance which violates the rules of syntax is practically unpardonable. "What we need is to get young blood into the church," he explained to Elijah Vane, one f the stewards. He was standing with his rack to the fire, looking down upon the stew- ard, whose middle-aged cyes were full of trouble. "The death of Brother May Jeaves ! vacancy on the board, and if that young awyer, Frank Tigert, joins us next Sunday, as le has promised, I am going to have him made steward. He'll be a hustler, and that's what we need. And then I'm going to have ome young man appointed sexton." Vane looked up quickly. " "Why, Uncle Johnny has held that place--" 1e began. "For forty-five years--I know all about hat," said the-young man readily. "And herefore he ought to retire. He's getting too ld. We need young men, I tell you. Young nen are taking the lead in everything these lays--business, politics, and everything 'clse. t will be really a mercy to take the work way from that old man and give it to some me who is able to do it!" The young lawyer joined the church the text Sunday, and was promptly made a mem- ver of the board of stewards; and with this lly by his side the young minister fought his ight against Uncle Johnny Dodd, and won. Che old man was to be given two weeks' no- ice, and by that time they hoped to find some me to take his place. The minister did not take the message to Incle Johnny himself. He incidentally asked Ar. Vane to call around on the old man on is way home. He félt relieved that an un- rleasant duty was done. He went straight to t stationer's, and left an order for some visit- ng cards to be used in his pastoral vork, setting forth that he was pastor of the springfield Methodist church. Mr, Vane found Uncle Johnny sitting out- ide the door of his two-roomed house, care- ully mending one: of the little red chairs from he infant class-room--the little red chairs hat Uncle Johnny had mended with laborious ratience for forty years, while those who had ist sat in them had grown up to have little mes of their own in the infant class, In every wief and awkward terms the steward told Jncle Johnny that he was to be supplanted '¥ a younger 'man; but Uncle Johnmy looked -p at him and" laughed, : "They like to play jokes, them youngsters," te said peacefully. "But la, I don't mind 'em! b'lieve Fm goin' to git this cheer to hold ogether for ten or'a dozen years longer, after Il, It beats everything how them babies does ack the furniture to pieces, bless 'em!" Like the Magians of old, Elijah Vane re- urned home by another way; and curtly in- ormed the board, next day, that they might ppoint another messenger, for the task was iot to his liking. Thus-moved, three of the Ider. men went down to the little cottage and old Uncle Johnny, with many stumblings and altings, that the story was true--that no one vas joking--that the minister thought the hurch would be bettér served if a younger nan were in his place. Uncle Johnny had the little red chair, which vas almost finished, in his lap; and after the irst shock he sat there and looked at it. They eft him looking at the little red chair. "The church ain't what it used to be," said, -he eldest of the stewards as they weit hone adly. "Everything's turned around; every- hing's for show, and nothing for worship. | ioubt if the young minister wouldn't like to ave my resignation, so's he could put some oung fellow that's never shaved in my place." Uncle Johnny lived on the outskirts of the own, so that in going to the church he passed i goodly number of the residences of the aembers. The news of his deposition had .one about the town like wild-fire; and with- a an hour after the stewards visited him with he ill news, people saw him hurrying along oward the little church. ' He spoke to no one m the way; he seemed to see no one. His ace was white and his eyes stared straight thead. It was only Thursday--there was 1othing to be done at the church on that even- ng--yet there he was going; and those who vatched saw him go in therc and close the loor after him. A great wave of pity and resentment swept ver the town. * People who were not given to sentiment.found their eyes moist as they saw JIncle Johnny going up alone to the church -hat had been as his own for so long--the thurch that he had kept clean and sweet, and 1ad adorned for feast days, through so many ong years that he had seemed to become a part of it, He must have stiyed very late--no one saw nim come away. * On the next evening and the next he went again. J On Sunday the young preacher mounted his pulpit, well satisfied with himself and with the sermon which he had prepared. He delivered t faultlessly, but he was not satisfied "when - THE DAILY BRITISH 1G G, 8 member abruptly,' "He'll get over it? I tell you, he won't. He's an old man. He isn't saying anything to any one, hi there's the look on his face. My wife weeps every time she thinks of it. What do your young men amount to, anyhow? Wheré is one of them that has the faithfulness and honor and re- ligion that old Uncle' Johnny has? Why, the poor old man's going into the church every night, and spending hours there, all alone--grieving because his work's taken -laway from him!" The young minister was not at all pleased with this direct speech. "Perhaps the old fellow's up to something with the church," he said; and because the member stared at him indignantly, he deter- mined to prove that he was right. * HL The Rev. Brice Carter had a key to the in- fant class-room. That very evening, in the sweet springtime gloaming, he approached the church by a side street and let himself in noiselessly and unobserved The old man had not come yet. The saffron light of sun= set streamed in at the western windows; in the east the full moon rose to meet it. The young man sat down in a dark corner, and waited. An hour had passed, and the glow had gone from the west, before he heard the key turn- ing in the lock. The moonlight streamed through the windows, and from shaft to shaft of moonlight the old man came on, until he stood beneath the pulpit, not ten feet from the silent watcher. The minister peered out curiously. What was the old man going to do? Why was he standing there, his old hat in his hand, apparently staring pt the moon? Suddenly Uncle Johnny Dodd fell to his knees, his head thrown back, his ace lifted to the moonlit sky. x "Don't let 'em do it, Lord," he cried beseech- ingly; and he was speaking 'as if face to face with One Whom the young minister had never yet seen face to face. "Pve polished the beaches, an' made the font shine for the babies, an"it was all I could do for Ye, Lord. Don't let 'em take it away! Or if they do take it, help me learn not to complain--but it'll be mighty hard! An' anyhow, Lord, ask 'em to let me fix for the brides--'specially for the poor ones; an' to keep the little red cheers in 'order for the babies--for they'd miss old Uncle Johnny, I do believe--an' thank God for that, anyhow!" The old face glistened ag it turned. away. Uncle Johnny tottered down the aisle, but at the next pateh of moonlight he paused and sent another trembling plea to the Friend with whom he spoke face to face; and at the next patch of moonlight he paused again. It was a long hour before he went out of the church and the young minister heard the key turned in the lock. How was Uncle Johnny to know that a figure knelt in his place, with bowed head, and cried like one of old: JS'Lord, be merciful to me, a sinner!" The next day was Saturday---Uncle Johnny's last Saturday of preparation for Sunday, He labored all day, making everything especially bright for the last time; and when the young minister walked into the pulpit that morning he found that a little cross of wood violets hung upon the altar-clothe.. : Earlier in the week he had prepared a very eloquent sermon for that morning, dealing largely with the reconcilement between science and scripture; but somehow, after that fleet- ing glance into the face of the old man in the corner the sermon would not preach' itself: and he found himself talking to the people about an old man named Enoch, who "walked with God" in the dim beginning of history. It was not a sermon--it was a burning of in- cense before .the work of old men and women in the life of the church; but as he talked the frozen looks on the faces of the people began to melt away a little. As he closed the great Bible, le stood a moment, and they waited curiously, expecting something more.. "At a meeting of the stewards held yester- day," he said in quiet tones 'that penetrated every corner of the church, "a meeting that I called hurriedly, because I saw that I had made a mistake, it was unanimously decided to leave Uncle Johnny Dodd in his present position of sexton, and to ask him to accept it as a lifetime position." A murmur began to go through the church --a murmur filled with sudden tears. The minister's hand was raised--he was about to call for the closing prayer, when he saw that all eyes were on the old man in the corner, who was standing up and beginning to speak As he spoke, Uncle Johnny walked. slowly out of his place, like one in a dream. y'Brethren," he said timidly, with broken utterance, "I don't wonder if ye got a little impatient, for maybe I've been a little slack about my work; but I haven't meant it." Then all at once his voice rose, filled with exulta- tion. '"Don't let nobody say from this time on that there ain't no God!" he cried. "Why, I've come to the church every night an' asked Him to let me stay--an' now look at this! He's heerd me--He's heerd me--He didn't let 'em take it away!" And then 'suddenly the bent shoulders straightened, and the dim eyes flashed; and Uncle Johnny Dodd, a transformed man, gave forth a shout that pierced every heart like an arrow: - "Hallelujah! "Glory an™ honor an' power" They did not hear the rest. Uncle Johnny was in thgathird heaven, and seeing things not lawful to be uttered. The young minister who went down to the next annual conference was a very different young minister from the one who had come up from the last. The old professor who loved the lad-saw what had happened, and asked: : "Let me see--what church have you been serving this year?" > "Uncle Johnny Dodd's church," said the boy with an ingenuous blush; and the pro- fessor took his hand. The Abbey's Great Purpose. ne came down. It was not that the white old face in the Amen corner troubled him, for he had already made arrangements to provide the old man with better employment, as watch- man in a bank--and what was the use of all this stir over a mere sexton? Tt was that the people listened to him coldly; and he found himself preaching at them, instead of to them. Somehow he had lost his hold on them in one short week. It was in vain that he went among them afterward with the winning smile and the cordial hand-shake they had liked at first. 'Something was betiveen the preacher and his flock. He was very young, and knew little of men; but he began to feel, with keen irritation, that the something was an obscure and ignorant old man, who had no standing and should have had no influence. The week was half over before he spoke of it to one of his members, whose greeting had been a little icy during the past ten days. As the 'bus swung down the Strand an American sitting beside the driver asked to be told the spots of interest. "Right you are, sir!" agreed the driver. where they ang 'em." A little later.--"There's Parliament 'ouses, where they made the laws wot does it, across the way. An' there's Westminster Abbey, where they buried .the good "uns wot didn't get 'anged." How It Became Personal. Celestine--"And has Mr. Pryor's church such a small congregation?" Hilda=--"Yes;" indeed. Every time he says "dearly beloved" you feel as if you had re- ceived a proposal." A lady suffragette says Adam was a loafer and Eve an artist. Well, she was the first designing woman. Sample copies of the paper will be sent with "The old man's broken-hearted," said the pleasure upon request. "There's Luggit "ill, The Holy Laid is Not Holy by Any Means With minds accustomed to the purchase of votes as freely as fowl are sold on t market,-- with taverns wide open and men filling up beasts' on election day,--with one party projecting over $20,000 into a campaign in a city like Kingston, a kind of shock is. given by the report of "an election in Jerusalem." 'The Holy Land is not kept holy by any means, i not had many modern thi which take away those old characteristics "whieh linked it to Rible days and bred scriptural thoughts. But Jerusalem's first popular election was de- corous. There were two classes of voters, the new order in the Ottoman Empire. Each group of 500 electors chose one man to represent them, These representatives, in their turn, voted for the member. The city was divided into districts, and the names in each district entered on a list given to the vote collector with a closed and sealed box. The collector went from house to house receiving the votes. There had been a deal of canvassing beforehand, but this was done through the press and through personal persuasion rather than from the hustings. The people have not yet realized the power they can wield from the platform. Perhaps orators have not had time enough to grow to the speaking point ; Ottomans, long in chains, still think themselves watched and spied upon, and are distrustful of public agitators. Jewish--is also a drawback. Men cannot but find religion biss their political view. However these are strange and wonderful days, © when gr een-turbaned sheikhs and black-robed Jews, and bright-eyed, active Arabs, join in welcoming the new era! The two members for the Turkish parliainent were: Rohi Effendi el Khalidi, who has long been Turkish consul at Bordeaux, France; Said Effendi, a resident of the city, of an old family of the ruling order. Upon their departure for Constantinople to enter upon legislative duties there was a great demonstration of good- will and patriotic rejoicing over the new represen- tative freedom. The new parliament will not be so perplexed by diversity in creed as by differ- ence in race which is becoming even stronger than religion. There will be the Greek, the Bulgarian, the Servian, the Armenian, the Kurd, the Arab, and the Turk, and each race will strive to dom- inate the house. In Brutal Russia. London Paper. Executions in Russia are proceeding apace, some of them accompanied by terrible scenes. There were seventeen executions on Tuesday, including five at Kieff, five at Ekaterinoslav, and four at Reval. 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