herners, but apparently none the less interested on that
account. It was my fortune to be entertained by an ex-slaveholder,
who served in the Confederate army through the war, but who
nevertheless is a warm friend of the Congregational church in his
town, and contributes to its support.

The moderator and scribe of the association, seated side by side
through the meetings, presented a striking contrast. The first was a
business man, born in New England, quick, keen, decisive and
energetic, an officer in the Union army through the war, since that
time engaged in business in Texas, now the possessor of a large
fortune, and thoroughly identified with, and enthusiastic concerning,
the material and spiritual interests of his adopted State.

The second was the pastor of the leading Congregational Church of the
State, born in the South, educated for the law, a soldier in the
Confederate army, for a time almost a wreck morally and physically,
but now, by the grace of God, "clothed and in his right mind,"
dignified, magnetic, an earnest, reverent student of the Bible, an
able preacher and a beloved pastor.

Thus, with representatives of the North and the South, the East and
the West, the white race and the black, America, Sweden and Ireland,
we had at least one marked feature of the Pentecost. But aside from
that, the manifest presence of the Spirit, and the consequent harmony
and good-fellowship, rendered our meeting in a still more important
degree like that season which was the beginning of such a wonderful
regeneration in the history of the world. It may be accepted, I doubt
not, as one of the signs of the regeneration that is going on in the
South, which is less wonderful only in the fact of being local rather
than world-wide.

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THE OLD COMMISSARY BUILDING.

We held a series of revival meetings at South Williamsburgh, in the
old commissary building. Wish some of the good people of the North,
who meet in churches and chapels, plastered and nicely warmed, and
comfortably seated, could have dropped in upon us and spent an hour.
Of course, they would have had the back-ache and cold feet, and,
perhaps, carried away a flea or two, even in March, but they would
have gone home saying, "If people can meet in such a place, some
refined, intelligent ladies even, and continue to go night after
night, I ought to be very, very willing to go to my church whenever
the Lord calls a meeting