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INDIAN ELOQUENCE. “ The Baltimore camp meeting was held during our stay in that city, (Baltimore,) in July, at which we attended. On Sabbath at eleven o'clock Between-the-Logs and myself were to address the congregation. I led the way, by preaching from Rom. i. 14, 'I am not ashamed of the Gospel of Christ, &c.'

“ After I had concluded, Between-the-Logs took the stand, and commenced his address by stating, that he was a child born and raised in the woods, and that he once knew nothing of the true religion; ‘nor had I,' said he, “until lately, ever heard the name of Jesus—that name so precious —that name which kindles a fire in the heart that burns on every breath. I was taught to worship the Great Spirit by feasts, dances, and rattles; and when that was done, I thought all was well, I pursued the game through our deep forests with great delight; but then there was not the sound of a white man's axe to be heard on the other side of the Ohio. The French sent a Catholic priest, and he taught us to worship God, by wearing a cross, and counting our beads, and praying to the Virgin Mary to take pity on us; and then we thought all was well, although we continued to drink as before. But, a few years since, the gospel which God appointed to go to all nations, came into our nation. and although the instrument was weak, yet the word was powerful, and took hold of our hearts and showed us what we were. These ministers pointed us to Jesus, the Saviour of sinners, and directed us to go to him. We did so, and God had mercy on us, and forgave our sins, Many of my nation are this day rejoicing in the love of God. This gospel is a spirit of peace. It has made peace between us, who were once great enemies and shed each others blood. But the Great Spirit has taken the tomahawk out of our hands, and his love has taken it out of our hearts, and buried it so deep that it will never rise again; and this shall go to all people, and it will bury all war, and make all the world like brothers, for Jesus died himself to make peace, yes, my brothers, he died."

"Here he commenced giving a description of the crucifixion; but brother Brown the Interpreter, became so sick that he could not proceed. Between-the-Logs told him to sit down and he would proceed without him. Now, this high-souled woods-preacher knew that he must make himself understood chiefly by signs. He spoke the name of Jesus plainly, which was a great help to understand his signs. In showing how Jesus prayed for his enemies, he fell down upon his knees, and lifted his hands and streaming eyes to heaven. This sign was understood and felt throughout the whole assembly of, perhaps, ten thousand people. He then rose, and placed his left hand against the post that supported the stand, with his fore



finger he placed the nail, and then with his hands closed, he drove it, exclaiming, ‘Jesus ! Jesus ! He then showed how his feet were nailed to tree. This scene was so descriptive, that I believe all understood it. Thousands were liftting up their voices in praises to God. Looking up to the sun, he put his finger on one of his eyes, and said, “Now that sun closes his eye to sleep-the earth trembles, and Jesus the Son of God dies ! At this moment the congregation manifested great emotion—a high state of feeling was shown—the weeping and shouting was very loud. To close this description of the scene, the chief then leaned his arm on his left shoulder, signifying that Christ had dismissed his spirit. Then he turned his right side to the congregation, and with his left hand pulled up his vest; with his right hand, representing a spear, he then struck his side as though he had pierced it to his heart, and drew it back quick, with a whizzing noise, as if you had heard the blood streaming, and held his hand out, as though the blood was dropping from it as from the point of a spear.

“ This was a scene beyond description. The whole congregation was in a flood of tears, and expressed their feelings by shouts of joy. Bishop Soule, and perhaps twenty preachers, were sitting in the stand behind; and while they were filled with astonishment, their souls were kindled with holy joy. After the extra

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ordinary impulse had a little subsided, Betweenthe-Logs commenced talking to the Bible, which lay on the stand before him. He turned it over, while the great drops of tears fell from his eyes upon it. At last he took it up and laid it on his breast, and clasped both his arms around it, and lifting up his eyes towards heaven, he exclaimed, Duramaya! duramaya! Homendezue! (Hallelujah! hallelujah to the Great Spirit !) Dezamah ! dezamah! Jesus ! He then turned to Bishop Soule, and handing the Bible to him, said, 'Here take this good Word of God, and give it to your preachers, whom God has sent, and tell them to go quickly, and carry it to all nations, for God hath sent you.'

“I have often heard this great unlettered man of the woods, in his most eloquent strains of heavenly love, but never before saw him so overwhelmed with the love and power of God. Nor did I ever witness such effects upon an audience. Many who were present will read this very faint description of the scene, but will have to say, that the half has not been told.

“Good was done this day by the Holy Spirit, and thousands were satisfied that this man had been converted to God; for no man could speak and act as he did, without supernatural aid. * This meeting waked up in many the missionary spirit, and zeal for the conversion of the world, and for sending the gospel to every creature. On this and other occasions, I had a clear


demonstration of the different effects produced by hearing and seeing. Many had heard of the conversion of this savage race, but doubted the possibility of the untutored Indian being made à subject of God's converting grace; but now, like Thomas, they saw and believed, and wondered at the mighty power and grace of God.”


BY MRS. L. H. SIGOURNEY. A VOICE amid the desert!

Not of him Who, in rough garments clad, and locust-fed, Cried to the sinful multitude, and claimed Fruits of repentance, with the lifted scourge Of terror and reproof. A milder Guide, With gentler tones, doth teach the list'ning throng. Benignant pity moved Him as he saw The shepherdless and poor. He knew to touch The springs of every nature. The bigh love Of heaven he humbled to the simplest child; And in the guise of parable, allured The sluggish mind to follow truth, and live. They whom the thunders of the Law had stunn'd Woke to the gospel's melody, with tears; And the glad Jewish mother held her babe High in her arms, that its young eye might greet Jesus of Nazareth.

It was so still, Though thousands clustered there, that not a sound Brake the strong spell of eloquence which held The wilderness in chains, save, now and then,

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