Una breve storia di Metodismo indipendente : un ricordo del centesimo incontro annuale delle Chiese Metodiste indipendenti, 1905 . al padre, che felicemente conservato, mostra urlamente colpito egli è venuto sotto gli appetidei predicatori. Nella quiete del casolare stiny passava attraverso la grande crisisdella sua vita. Con deepardour lo flung-auto nel lavoro della società, e madehis primo tentativo atministerio. Ma l'istattaccamento al temeeting non era di lunga durata. Hehad appena più che ha risposto alla prima chiamata di Cristo che ci è venuto il forte impulso al servizio del cosce. C
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A short history of Independent Methodism : a souvenir of the hundredth annual meeting of the Independent Methodist Churches, 1905 . to his father, which happily werepreserved, show howdeeply affected he be-came under the appealsof the preachers. Inthe quietness of histiny cottage he passedthrough the great crisisof his life. With deepardour he flung him-self into the work ofthe society, and madehis first attempt atministry. But hisattachment to themeeting was not oflong duration. Hehad scarcely more than responded to the first callof Christ than there came the strong impulse to mightyservice. Clear and vivid there came the call of foreignmissions. He was never tired of telling the story ofthat memorable evening, and in old age confessed that theincidents of it stood out as clearly as the things of yesterday.He had started to walk to Warrington to make a purchase. It was on a calm, beautiful summer evening. All natureseemed to be at rest, not a breath of wind to move a leaf ;and the bright pictures painted in the clouds and on theearth led him to paint bright pictures of future comfort andadvancement and usefulness.. ROBERT MOFFAT WHENHIGH LEGH. Little did I imagine that this bright picture I had been painting offuture comfort was in the course of an hour to vanish like a dream, and that I should be taught the lesson that it is not in man to directhis own steps. With thoughts like these I entered the town, and, passing over abridge 1 observed a placard. I stood and read. It was a missionary B 26 OUR OLDEST MEETING. placard, the first I had seen in my life. It was announced that amissionary meeting was to be held, and a William Koby. of Manchester, would take the chair. 1 stood some time reading over and overagain, although I found that the time the meeting was to be heldwas past. Passers-by must have wondered at my fixedness I couldlook at nothing but the words on the placard, which I can still imagineI see before me. The stories of the Moravian Missionaries in Green-la
