CHAPTER VIII.

THE YOUNG PEOPLE'S ASSOCIATION.

RIPLEY, like most towns of its size, possessed few novelties, and rarely

produced a sensation. It did its duty in the way of gossip, as towns and

villages are expected to do. Carrying out, in a manner peculiar to some,

the injunction of the apostle: "Look not every man on his own things,

but every man also on the things of others." When the Rev. John Jay was

called to the Fourth street church, the whole town partook of the

excitement, for he was a young and single man; moreover, he came from a

distant city, with the strongest recommendation. He had been there about

a year, when the community were again aroused to a high pitch of

expectancy, by the following announcement one Sabbath morning: "The

Official Board of this church will hold a special meeting at the close

of the Wednesday night prayer meeting. A full attendance is requested as

a matter of grave moment is to be presented."

As the minister made this announcement, he fervently wished they would

always attend to business after prayer-meeting. He would not then have

to refer so often to that means of grace, for the Fourth street brethren

looked well to the temporal interests of their church.

He did not see the nod given by brother Smith to brother Snowden, which

said:--"I told you it was a comin'; now you'll believe me;" nor the

succession of nods in return, which indicated:--"Well, to think of it.

After that I give up." Neither did he overtake the group of officials

who slowly wended their way homeward in earnest discussion, shaking

their heads, and trying to give greater force to their words by an

energetic movement of the hand and arm.

He was picking his steps as best he could through a crowd of children,

who were darting here and there, looking up at him with beaming eyes,

and trying to touch his hands at least, if they could not hold them. As

he looked at these lambs, he wondered if there could be love for the

Saviour in any heart which did not make the young a special care. After

he had parted from them, two little feet came tripping back to remind

him of his promise that he would finish the story of Moses in the

afternoon. He went home thanking God for the innocence of childhood,

while with their noon-day meal many of of these children partook of

poison administered by their parents. For what else is fault-finding,

intolerance and uncharitableness, but the deadliest poison?

And what gave rise to this, was simply that the young people of the

church and community wanted to organize a Young People's Association, at

the suggestion of their pastor, and wished the privilege of holding it

in the Lecture-room. The thing was projected so suddenly, that very few

of the older members knew anything about it until it was brought to

their notice in this manner.

When the hour for the evening service arrived, there were few who had

not heard the news; for brother Smith and brother Snowden considered it

a good Sabbath day's work to discuss the matter in all its bearings with

all the members they could meet, although they did not doubt but the

women folks would be sure to side with the young people.

On Wednesday night the Lecture-room was crowded. Those whose faces were

seldom seen in the Lord's house, and many of the brethren who always

found it extremely inconvenient to attend on that night, were there. Of

course, none but the Board could remain, for the meeting, but the others

could hover round and catch the news much sooner than if they had staid

at home.

The Rev. John Jay drew very near to Christ in presenting his flock, and

most earnestly prayed for the young of the congregation and community,

many of whom he saw there for the first time. As he prayed, brother

Smith and Snowden were loud in their responses.

Those who went to meet the master of assemblies, felt it good to be

there. Unto them had been broken the bread of life. Unto them a

well-known voice had spoken, and now they were stronger, braver and more

hopeful. When the minister, with uplifted hands, pronounced the words of

the benediction, like the gentle dew, fell that peace into their

hearts, drawing them out in tenderest sympathy toward all His creatures.

After it had been ascertained that there were no intruders, and the

doors had been carefully closed, the business commenced. Prayer was

dispensed with, for there had been so much of it before.

"I move we dispense with everything but the business in hand," said one,

and as the meeting concurred, the petition was presented by one of the

most promising young men of the church, named Hayes. In it the

petitioners set forth that they, feeling the need of proper social

entertainment and mental improvement, wished to organize for that

purpose, and most respectfully asked the use of the Lecture-room.

The secretary had no sooner uttered the last sentence, than brother

Smith arose and protested against any such desecration of the Lord's

temple.

"Social entertainment! What did that mean, but a parcel of boys and

girls without a speck of grace in their hearts, wantin' a good

courtin'-place where their father's and mother's wouldn't see them. For

his part, no child of his should join them.

"There's carryin's on enough under our very noses, in the hearin' of the

word without givin' any more license," he continued, waxing warmer.

"That's so," said brother Snowden, and one or two others grunted an

assent.

Then the young man named Hayes arose and calmly said: "It is well known

that the young seek enjoyment. Their minds are fresh and active; they

will turn in one direction or another. We cannot control them; we can

only seek to guide them. Many of our young are going to ruin, because

there are no well directed efforts put forth to meet the wants of their

impulsive natures. The world offers to gratify them. It stretches out

its arms and says: 'Come to me. I have pleasures for all at my command.'

And already many have turned and accepted the proffered good. We

Christians groan over these and talk of their final doom; yet what do we

offer those, whose eager, hungry natures cry out to us for bread?

"We say, 'Go to church on the Sabbath, and to prayer-meeting; that is

well; but they want more than this and so do we. That will do for the

spiritual part of our nature. But there is a social and intellectual

part which must be cared for. And let me tell you, brethren, until the

church makes provision for every want of the young, it can never gain a

proper hold upon them.

"It is not for me to stand here as the teacher of those older and wiser

than I. But it seems to me if we had the Apostle Paul here, he would

define our duty in broader and more decided terms. And still a greater

than Paul says: 'What man is there of you, whom if his son ask bread

will he give him a stone?' That question applies to every want of the

being. How are you going to answer it to-night? I charge you not to

close your doors upon those who knock, lest, if the gate of heaven

closes upon them, you be found not guiltless."

These pointed words evidently made a good impression, and the opposition

had not courage to oppose farther. Several of the brethren, men whose

hearts were under divine control, and whose lives were devoted to the

advancement of the Master's cause, in a few words endorsed the remarks,

and when the question was called for, there was but one side, the

opposition not voting.

When the young people were called together, there was quite a large

gathering. Rev. John Jay was unanimously elected President, and Mr.

Hayes, Secretary. But now the great difficulty was, to obtain members.

All at once, these young men and women, the latter especially, became

conscious of their ignorance, and dreaded its exposure, for the public

Library of Ripley, was not very extensive or attractive. Its old volumes

of Theology, its Annals and Histories, had been too heavy matter for

youthful digestion, and as a majority of the young women did not

consider it necessary to know anything of the affairs of the nation, or

to possess any knowledge of the world outside of their own town, they

had been content to glean from the newspapers, to note the deaths and

marriages, watch for some new recipe in cookery, or the love-stories as

they appeared each week.

After a great deal of difficulty, twenty signatures were obtained, with

the understanding that the young ladies in preparing their essays, were

not expected to read them or make public their names. Every thing at

first, until the members acquired more confidence, was to be voluntary.

After the business of the evening had been transacted, a call was made

for contributions.

This was at once responded to by the principal clerk in the principal

grocery store, he giving them in loud and thundering tones: "The Star

Spangled Banner." So grandly did he render it, especially the "bombs

bursting in air," that one young lady covered her face to shut out the

view of the descending bombs, and the President was compelled to move

aside, to prevent, if not the deadly missiles, the bodily weight of the

speaker from descending upon him.

Loud applause greeted him at its conclusion, and but for the hint given

by the President that it was time to close, they would have been favored

with another brilliant display. The general opinion expressed by those

having any knowledge of theatricals was, that it was "almost as good as

a play," and the orator of the evening was overwhelmed with compliments.

After this, there was little difficulty in obtaining members; indeed the

young clerk the very next day succeeded in getting fifteen, so that by

the following meeting night, there was a large and expectant assemblage.

The young grocer held forth of course, and several others were so

stirred with patriotism that Fourth of July orations and patriotic

speeches followed each other in close succession. With a great deal of

persuasion, a few ladies were prevailed upon to sing, and thinking the

music should correspond with the addresses, they were about to give Hail

Columbia, when the President suggested that something else by way of

variety would be acceptable to the audience.

"The Old Arm Chair" was substituted and gave general satisfaction. Even

old brother Sneddinly, who with a few others was at a side door

listening, declared that anything that brought the Bible into it, must

have been written by a Christian; and if it wasn't in the Hymn Book, it

went pretty near as slow and solemn as some of the hymns. The latter

assertion could not be contradicted by his companions, and they even

went so far as to congratulate the pastor on his success in getting up

"so big an affair." "Suppose you add still further to its success by

your presence and assistance," he suggested with a smile; "we need some

wise and clear heads among us."

But that thought could not be entertained for a moment by the brethren.

"How would it look for them to be mixing in with a parcel of young

folks, most of whom made no show whatever of religion? O no, that would

be too great a compromise! There ought to be a strict line drawn

between the world and Christians."

"Isn't there danger of drawing it so tight that we will cut them off

from us entirely?" asked the pastor.

"No fear of that," was the reply, "if it is held tight at one end, the

other end will be loose enough to slip them through."

"Thank God," said the Rev. John Jay, mentally; "there shall be no

tightening or straining at this end!"

The Association soon became the all-absorbing topic of the place. The

young people discussed it, and the old people discussed it. It was

destined to become a grand success, the Rev. John Jay thought, as he saw

denominational prejudices give way and the young people of the different

churches unite to help one another and be helped. Yet there was one

drawback; some of those for whom he was most anxious, whose feet had

begun to travel the downward road; the children of those who professed

to be God's children, were never seen there. His soul was troubled. He

knew at whose door the fault lay, yet what could he do? He was young and

inexperienced. These men and women, parents of the prodigal ones were

older than he. Should he show them the fearful mistake they were making

in condemning everything that was not purely a religious worship? Should

he tell them by reason of their sternness and their narrow prejudices,

which seemed more to them than the souls of their children, they were

driving their children away from them and from God? Would they bear this

from him, even though as Christ's ambassador he were to speak? He was

exceedingly doubtful; perhaps they might dismiss him. Wouldn't it be

better for him to remain and watch over these wayward ones, showing

them that he knew the weakness of human nature and the unquenchable

ardor of youth? He concluded to try it. He would make that his one great

work; he would win them to Christ. With a heart somewhat lightened, he

gave himself out more fully in loving words to the young, and entered

more earnestly into every plan suggested to make the association an

attraction. But just as he was seeing the good results here, in another

direction the storm was gathering. He saw it in the black looks and

averted eyes of many of the officials and even of their wives, but as

yet its mutterings had not reached his ear.

Some to whom he had endeared himself heard, and were fiercely indignant

that such a sweet, Christ-like spirit, as their pastor's, should suffer

pain through such allusions.

Just the very thing he had labored to accomplish, was that which was to

testify against him. Many young hearts had been drawn nearer to Christ

through him, and their voices were heard in the songs of praise which

went up from that little prayer-circle on Wednesday night. But these

pious men and women, although rarely ever present themselves, saw

nothing in which to rejoice. On the contrary, they mourned over the

weakness of one, who by virtue of his sacred office, should be far

removed from such things. Wasn't it too evident that the young women

went to church to see the young pastor, and the young men to see the

young women? It was time such things were stopped; they were a shame and

disgrace to a church.

In the meantime the society was flourishing, a new element had been

brought into it, and so far as its literary character was concerned, the

most sanguine expectations of the Rev. John Jay had been met.

Several public meetings had been held, filling the house to overflowing,

and eliciting the highest and most deserving praise. But that was of

course from outsiders, and those simple-minded souls in the church, who

never see evil without looking for good; who indeed are always finding

the latter in everything and in every one but themselves. These were not

competent judges. "Had the church been left to them, where would have

been its sacredness and sanctity? Why, they never even changed their

voices in the Lord's house, and they even wore a smile while there, as

if they had forgotten the Lord was in his holy temple."

Thank God, there are those who carry His image about wherever they go!

Such need not by their own effort show a conscienceness of His presence.

He is the continual light of their countenance, and the gladness and

music he makes in their hearts, is heard in their voice. They worship

and praise with every breath, because their souls must find an outlet to

the great love which holds them.

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