Show REVIVALS Merit Heaven by Making They seek Earth a The writer has remarked before revival by Bil than the religious of his kind ley Sunday and others during the past winter carry one back to the fool-making religions that were held every winter m in the community nearly every Eastern The old-time revivalist found and studied the weak spots' of his and on these spots be poured the vitriol till he had them writhing and calling for The methods of the street and those of most of religious revivalists are The former will hold up a little bunch of tin tubes with piece's of window glass in and tell of their wonderful magnifying qualities till his hearers fall over each other buy believing they are getting a Lick for the 25 or a telescope cents they or he will hold up a hard a mixture of axle rosin and yellow and by his' flattery and trained knowledge of human weakness make the crowd believe it is a real cake of Cashmere The religious fakir or revivalist will give his audience a subduing dose of weird songs and ghastly Then lie will hold up a harp and a crown and a heavenly mansion if that bait not bring the altar he will get behind them with devil's pitchfork of eternal and everlasting suffering and and if they do not move up he will pitch them the the young and the nursing into a lake of hell fire and where they will sizzle and roast and groan forever and This last threat usually relieves of what little sense and up they The Earth a the early was a six-year-old my mother and six children lived a farm in Bradford in an old-fashioned red house that faced the My little who was one and a than had half years older never heard any ig ghost and we nothing We the afraid when shades night gathered over the land and we enjoined going out in the dark after kindling and going to bed without the candle was a real The bat and the owl were not birds of evil and we enjoyed the song of the at night as well as we did that of the bobolink and the meadow lark in the On clear evenings' In the summer time we would spend our time on the front steps of the house watching the northern We thought they were so beautiful and that they must rise from an enchanted city just over the north We thought that there could be no damp evening dew in such a bright that the flowers were in bloom all the that the the sweetest where little children could play in the wade in the brooks and watch the bees and butterflies all We asked our if he not hit up old the family and take us over to the bright city of the northern some He told us he would see about The north star we could locate and called it old for we could always find it just over Tuttle's house-on-the In- our little minds would take the northern lights for and with stars- we would weave into beautiful flag in the northern We called old steady and the one in the big dipper nearest it York's And Uncle let us through his big with that we the lady's face in Sailed her the beautiful queen of the and were sure in the bright city of the enjoyed the summer One end seemed to rest on Miller's wood and the down the beautiful little valley of the Tom Jack We could separate the principal them by Every Sk was love and We knew not We heard of the demon little children at stalked through the earth We were as happy tented the little stream rises in the foot-hills and j through the corn fid Going to the Thus we lived on in hap J till one day in that a great revivalist ing meetings at a ss town two miles from On that day two is emissaries of the children's mon visited our house my that she was cos ting the great sin of not taking her children to noted revivalist and having souls They one of your children it thrown into the lake of fire i brimstone and be burned and night my father p the whole family into t sleigh and we for fa It was a crisp ti the moon was light it cast on the deep a made it look like a ip ling silver carpet valley and At the end c long lane the it to the main road was tl beautiful hard maple tree in the spring time fa sap from which we male the est and sweetest maple the hot summertime my sister I built play houses underhand tied our swing slender drove I remarked mother that the old be awful it looked bare in the Mother told us the winter time the the tree went down and that they Vere kepi by the earth just as we were kept blankets f hat were in W fid- the main road the horses ca shadow on the we said was Sant turning home after and how we did fence corners and and small bushes t he |