d to call forth nonentity
into existence. Asking him if he could do it? he answered, 'I am not
strong enough.' They were all asked the same question, which received
the same answer. The narrator commenced. Every eye was fixed upon him,
eager to behold this unheard-of exploit; but (and not to be wondered at,)
he failed!--telling them, he possessed no more power to _create_ than
themselves. Perceiving the thought of insufficiency pervading their
minds, he thus spoke:--"Now, if you have not power to create a poor
little stone, and if I have not power either; what must that power be,
which made the whole world out of nothing?--men, women, and children!
that power I call God Almighty."

The night's diversion having received a change, the golden moment was
eagerly seized to impress on their minds the infinite power, holiness,
and justice of their Creator. This being done, the origin of sin, and
the immortality of the soul, were, in the second place, impressed on
their minds. Then followed the awful effects of sin, and the soul's
eternal punishment in hell, because of offending this great God, whose
holiness could not look on sin, and whose justice would punish it.
Representing the soul's eternal punishment by the wrath of an incensed
God, never did the preacher before witness such an effect; the poor
Gipsies, with tremulous voice, crying, '_Did you ever hear the like_! _
What ever shall we do_?' These expressions gave new energies to the
preacher, and still brighter hopes of a good effect. Going on with the
awful representation, and in the act of turning, as if to leave them, he
bade them the long farewell. 'Never, never more to meet till we meet in
hell! Oh! what a dreadful thing it is, my fellow-sinners, that we have
to part in this world with the thought of meeting in an eternal world of
pains, never to see God! never to see heaven! never to see any thing to
comfort our poor souls! Oh! we are lost, lost, poor souls, we are lost
for ever!--farewell!' In the act of leaving them, these poor creatures
cried, 'Not yet, Sir, not yet.' Now was the glorious moment come, which
the preacher eagerly anticipated of proclaiming the glad tidings of
salvation through a crucified Saviour. Asking how long they would stand
to hear the way of escape from the wrath to come, they instantly lifted
up their voices, answering, 'All night, Sir, all night.' Then the
preacher, without much persuasion, exhibited a Saviour, in all his