it difficult to ascertain which was the 'starboard side

of the pasture.'

"1816, a Methodist brother in North Saugus, by the name of Felch, employed me of my father (as I was then a minor), to go over to Saugus, and instruct him and his sons in shoemaking. E. T. Taylor boarded in the same family with me, and I was his room-måte. In a few weeks, he asked me if I was willing for him to come into the shop and receive instruction in shoemaking. I informed him he might, if my employer had no objections. There being no objections made, he obtained a shoemaker's bench and a few tools, and came into the shop. I perceived, on looking at his bench, that it was left-handed. He remarked that did not make any difference; and it did not to him. In a few weeks he gave up the business. He never advanced far enough to bristle the shoemaker's thread.

"He was then holding meetings every sabbath, and worked hard in preparing for preaching. He prayed much; and labored hard to learn to read his text, and to give out the page on which his hymns were found and the two lines of the hymns. He attracted great attention in Saugus, Lynn, Lynnfield, and North Malden. In all those places his labors were attended with a great blessing to many.

"He was accustomed to spend all day Saturday in his room, studying, not his sermon, but the words of his text, and the two first lines of each verse of his hymns, as they were then 'lined' by the minister. It was no small job to acquire this ability. He was very powerful in prayer in these earliest days. He

. had learned the fourteenth chapter of John, almost the only chapter he knew; and this he always read in family prayers. But the prayer itself was always new, and remarkable for its figures as well as for its faith."

In some historic memoranda on the Methodist-Episcopal Church in Saugus, written by Hon. B. F. Newhall, and published in the "Lynn Reporter," there are several incidents narrated of Father Taylor. After describing the meetings at "the Rock," and the persecutions, clerical and popular, which the worshippers suffered, and noticing the first efforts and fame. of Taylor in the farm-house of "Ma'am Sweetser," he

"As might have been expected, the Rock Schoolhouse' was the popular theatre for the display of Mr. Taylor's growing talent as a preacher. Almost every Sunday night, for a long time, those rocky cliffs resounded with his eloquence. But all his native talent did not shield him from persecution. Scarcely an attempt was made at public speaking that did not give rise to more or less tumult. Some of those scenes, though abounding with invective and abuse, were nevertheless ludicrous as well as tumultuous.

"The reader will imagine himself jammed into one of those narrow seats, of a summer evening, just as the strippling Taylor enters and takes his position behind the desk, at the same time stripping off his coat, and rolling up his shirt-sleeves, and uttering this emphatic exclamation: I am not going round Robin Hood's barn, this evening, but shall at once touch the

pith and marrow of the subject.' Having taken his posi tion, Solomon, the enthusiastic devotee of Methodism, takes his seat upon a pine bench behind him. Prayer being offered, and a hymn sung, the youthful preacher proceeds to administer one of his scathing rebukes to the sinners of the nineteenth century, backed up by some appropriate application of Scripture, when all at once A. B. belches forth at the top of his voice, 'That is a lie!' clinching the expression with an oath. Instantly C. D. chimes in with a loud voice, That is not to be found in my Bible.' E. F. inquires, How long will you tolerate this impertinent, ignorant fellow?' Amid all this din and confusion, the clear, shrill voice of Solomon is heard: Fight on, Brother Taylor, fight on; the Lord is on your side, and you have nothing to fear.'

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"Order being partially restored, the preacher resumes, but makes only brief progress, when A. B. again breaks forth, That is insufferable, and should not be borne I move tar and feathers.'

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Yes, yes,' chimes in C.D., and a rail-ride out of town.'-'And why, gentlemen, delay? I move it be done at once,' says E. F., in a loud voice. Again the clear tones of Solomon break forth: Fight on, Brother Taylor, fight on; victory is sure.'

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"On one occasion, a fellow of the baser sort' entered the house just before the services began, a very little mellowed by the ardent, and, advancing to the front of the desk, leaned his elbows thereon, and, addressing Mr. Brown, who was seated behind it, said, 'Now, Sol, I've come to hear you. I've heard a good

deal about your preaching, and so I thought I'd come myself. Now, Sol, don't be bashful; get up, and give 'em some. Come, come, be quick, and don't keep me waiting.'

"After several minutes of similar harangue, Solomon arose from his seat, and stepping up to the desk, and giving it a blow with his fist sufficient to shiver a common pine board, exclaimed at the top of his voice, 'You are of your father, the Devil; and his works you do.' Following this, the prevailing vices of the day received one of the most scorching rebukes that was ever administered, with a close-fitting application. After listening a few minutes, the auditor turned upon his heel with a broad grin, saying, as he departed, 'Well done, Sol: you've done it up well; and I'll call again in a week or two, and hear you further."

The following incident shows that he felt his lack of culture, and knew how to turn it to advantage. When his friend, Mr. Brown, was reading the Bible to him, that he might find a text on Christ, he came on the words, "How knoweth this man letters, having never learned?" "That's it!" he cried, and was instantly ready for the fray, preaching all the more powerfully, from the consciousness that in some sense he had, in this defect, sympathy with his Master.

He was very imperious then, and never got over it. He held his pulpit as a quarter-deck. In a prayermeeting, of which he had charge, after he and several others had prayed, there was a pause. "Pray on, brethren; pray on, sisters,' he said. All remained

quiet, - no response. After repeating the request two or three times, and eliciting no response, he shouted out as stern and sharp as an officer on a ship of war, "Sally Raddin, pray!" And Sally Raddin instantly obeyed and prayed.

Rev. William Rice of Springfield, formerly stationed in Saugus, narrates these incidents of his career there:

"While preaching on one occasion, in the beginning of his ministry, in the Old Rock Schoolhouse' in Saugus, he happened to discover, as he glanced his eye through the window, that the horse of a physician who was present was trampling upon the reins which had slipped down under his feet. Doctor,' said the minister, stopping in the midst of his sermon, 'your horse has got his halyards about his legs.'

"The last time I saw Father Brown (the old patriarch of the Saugus Church) and Father Taylor together was on the day of the dedication of the new Saugus Church. The meeting was a joyful one to both; and their joy was manifest in action and in words as they embraced each other, and talked over the days long gone by. Said Taylor, We cut things right down square in those days. We did not mince matters. If we couldn't lift up the sinner in any other way, we just lifted the door a little, and let him smell hell.”

At the funeral of his old friend, Father Taylor got up, looked around on the people with his arms folded for a few seconds, and then, stretching out his arm, with his finger pointing at the body, he said, "Mark the perfect man."

Arms folded again; "Behold the up