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From: "Wayne Webb" <>
Subject: [BRE] Gospel Messenger (Church of the Brethren-1888): Notes forMorrison's Cove, Bedford County, Pennsylvania
Date: Mon, 29 Dec 2008 08:05:11 -0500
Morning List,
I hope you enjoy the reading.
Wayne Webb
Information Wanted!
CLEMENT AIKEN, Roaring Springs, Blair Co., Pa., wishes information regarding
the following: Since March 28, 1888, Mrs. Eva Aiken, a soldier's widow,
whose home is at Bloomfield, Blair Co., Pa., has been missing. She is a
German woman, tall, broad face, prominent cheek hone, sandy hair mingled
with gray, aged about 60 years, and in a weak state of mind. She wore a
bottle-green, figured dress, gingham sun-bonnet, coarse shoes, and no wraps.
Information of such described woman would be gladly received by her son, who
may be addressed as given above. Jonathan Snoberger.
>From Maria, Pa.
SUNDAY, .I une 17, our regular meeting was at the Holsinger church, near
Baker's Summit, Bedford Co., Pa. Bro. John B. Replogle spoke very
appropriately from the subject of reconciliation to an attentive
congregation, composed mostly of young people. At this place we have a few
old, gray-headed fathers in Israel, who come early in the morning to be
present at the Sunday-school exercises. This adds greatly to the
Sunday-school cause. If the parents could realize the help their presence
gives to this work, not one of them would fail to be there.
In the afternoon, at 3, we met in a school-house, at a new point, for
meeting. Bro. C. S. Buck, of New Enterprise, Pa., spoke on the subject of
Gathering and Scattering. "He that gathereth not with me scattereth
abroad." We must be for God or against him. There can be no neutrals.
Bro. Buck handled the subject well, and all that were present were edified
and built up in that faith once delivered unto the saints. I believe our
ministers could do much good by looking up isolated places, and holding
meetings at new places. If the congregations would be small, many a one is
gathered in that, perhaps, would not otherwise hear our brethren preach.
This would he according to the instructions in the Sunday-school lesson. "
Go," is the command.
We must not wait for the people to come to us, but go and teach all nations,
baptizing them, teaching them to obey all things whatsoever Christ has
commanded.
D. S. Replogle.
>From Yellow Creek Church, Pa.
OUR communion services were held a few weeks ago at the New Enterprise
meeting-house. The weather was unpleasant, but the meeting was an enjoyable
one. Bro. James Sell, of Duncansville, and Bro. R. T. Pollard, of Armstrong
Co., were with us. This was Bro. Pollard's first visit to the Cove. He
made many friends.
Since last fall we had four interesting meetings at the different places in
the congregation. Bro. James Sell labored earnestly at two places; five
were added to the church by baptism. Bro. John Fluke and Bro. J. W.
Brumbaugh held forth the Word at the other points.
Bro. Thomas Mattox, of Clover Creek, preached for us to-day, June 17, at
Waterside, from the text " Preach the Word." Bro. M. is quite practical,
and preached a pointed sermon from this text. A leading thought was that
often things are preached that are not the Word. The subject and sermon
reminded me so much of our dear old departed elder, D. Snowberger, who used
to preach so often from this text.
This evening, Bro. J. Snowberger, of Clover Creek, preaches at the same
place. The evening is a delightful one, and as the people gather, and the
music from songs of praise is wafted by the gentle zephyrs, memory brings
back many precious Sabbath evening services in the little Chapel at
Huntingdon. One bright evening, especially, do I remember, when our dear
Bro. Quinter lined the beautiful hymn, No. 128, closing with the stanza,
"Sweet hour! for heavenly musing made, when Isaac walk'd, and Daniel pray'd;
When Abrah'm's off'ring God did own, And Jesus lov'd to be alone."
The rays of the setting sun were yet lingering; the words, the impressive
manner in which they were uttered in the calm evening hour, I shall never
forget. And it was in the "sweet evening hour " that his spirit took its
flight, to join the host of the redeemed. O how hard to realize that we are
reading his last editorials in the MESSENGER! From a child I have read his
articles in our papers. O could we retain the inspiration we caught from
his preaching, and remain upon the heights to which we were so often
carried!
Emma A. Replogle.
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