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[Regino Meriweather]

Icommenced attending school at an early age, buthave no pleasant memories of school-hours in mynative town. My teacher would read a chapter inthe Bible, and make a long prayer every morning,and then whip and pound his pupils till the time forhis evening devotions. If I escaped a day withouttwo or three hard thrashings, I deemed myself veryfortunate, and I think I was as dutiful as school boysgenerally were of my age. He was doubtless a believerin total depravity, and was sure that nothingbut blows and knocks would make a good impressionon our corrupt hearts.

When in Haverhill, I came near losing my life. Inever could swim, but with a plank three feet long,one end pressing against my body, I could paddle farfrom shore into deep water, without any fear. Onone occasion, when indulging in one of my aqueousexcursions, while in deep water, a comrade, whowas ignorant of my helpless condition when off theplank, took it from me, when down I went, but bythe aid of other boys I reached the shore, and Inever went into deep water again on my frail craft.In my boyhood, I was subject to violent attacks ofcolic and sick headache, but otherwise my health wasgood. My physical frame was small and of fine texture,and consequently I was not very strong, andcould not cope with boys generally of my age inathletic exercises.

In a few days I walked out to Lynn, the great shoemanufacturing town of New England, where nearlyall the men, women and children are shoemakers, andrecommenced cobbling, earning enough to defray currentexpenses, and continued my studies. J. C. Waldowas then pastor of the Universalist church inLynn, and I soon introduced myself to him, andmade known my intentions of preparing for the ministry,and he kindly offered me the use of his books,and such instruction as I might need in prosecutingmy object. I remained in L. six months, working,reading and writing, when Mr. Waldo advised me to[15]go to Malden, and study with Sylvanus Cobb. ToMalden I repaired, and made arrangements with Mr.C. to reside in his family, and devote all my time tostudy.

Soon after returning from this journey, I noticed astatement by Otis A. Skinner, a minister in Baltimore,Md., in one of our denominational papers, thatseveral young men were wanted to preach in Maryland,and Mr. Balch advised me to go there. Heedinghis advice, I went by stage across the GreenMountains to Albany, thence to New-York. In thelatter place, I had the following conversation withan Englishman, right from his foggy island:

I proceeded to Baltimore, and S. P. Skinner, whoafterwards resided, preached and published the NewCovenant, in Chicago, advised me to go to the easternshore of Maryland. This portion of the state, andpart of Delaware, lies between the Chesapeake andDelaware bays. Most of this neck of land is leveland sandy, having been, at a comparatively recentperiod, reclaimed from the sea. Went in a small vesselto Centerville. While running down, I had someconversation, on religious subjects, with an Episcopalclergyman.

I returned to Baltimore in December, 1836. Encountereda terrific storm on the Bay, which camenear sending the vessel and all on board to the bottom.[23]It raged during a bitter cold night, the windwas directly ahead, and most every wave swept thedeck fore and aft. The owner was on board, thesteersman was his negro slave, and he stood to hispost like a man the whole of that boisterous and coldnight. In the morning we anchored in a shelteredsituation, and during the day reached Baltimore.Spent several weeks traveling and preaching in thevicinity of the city, and from thence went to Hagerstown,Md., which I made my home for six months.Samuel A. Davis had labored in the vicinity sometime previous, as a missionary, but receiving littleencouragement, had moved to Pittsburg, Pa. Ipreached in Hagerstown, Woodville, Frederick,Sharpsburg, and many other places, in many of whichI was the first to proclaim our beautiful faith, andencountered all sorts of opposition. Our ministerswho have always labored where our cause is wellestablished, have no idea of the mean and contemptibleopposition a laborer encounters in a new field,where hardly any one knows any thing of our faithor its history. At the close of a sermon I deliveredin Frederick, a clergyman of the place, arose andpoured forth the vials of his wrath. He said Universalismwas the lowest grade of infidelity, that theblasphemies of Tom Paine were purity itself comparedto it; and that Universalists were the scum ofsociety, that the grog-shops, gambling dens, jails andpenitentiaries were full of them. Hosea Ballou andWalter Balfour died drunkards, and they were thebest men the sect ever had. The fellow overshot themark, and disgusted the people with himself; and themild remarks I made after he got through, turned thetide in my favor. Ever after, I had large congregationsin Frederick.

The next day my meeting was in a grove, for nohouse, that could be obtained, would hold half of thepeople who came out. My youth, the novelty of myfaith, and the controversy, drew an immense concourse.The people listened with attention andrespect, and the meeting was not disturbed by anyopposition. I went to the village a stranger to all,but when I left, which was the next day, I had manyfriends.

I often preached in Harpers Ferry, and generallyhad large congregations. The town site, and its surroundings,are well known to be remarkably picturesque.The Shenandoah and Potomac, rapidstreams, here unite, and roar and plunge throughthe chasm they have made through the Blue Ridge.The rocks on both sides are several hundred feethigh, and nearly perpendicular. Thomas Jeffersonsaid it was worth a voyage across the Atlantic to seethis wonderful work of nature.

After spending six months in this region, travelingand preaching constantly, and seeing but slim prospectfor establishing our cause permanently there,and receiving hardly any compensation for all myhard labor, and many privations, I resolved to go toPittsburg, Pa. The truth is, I was much discouraged.I had labored one year in Maryland, andfound but few sympathizers with me or my faith, andhad not received fifty dollars for all my toil. I wastired of traveling, and longed for an abiding placewhere I could preach without being constantly on thewing, and where I could pursue my studies. I wasnot avaricious, but thought, as I devoted all my timeto the ministry, I ought to be comfortably supported.I regretted having come to the state, and certainlyshould not have been there, had I known the religiouscharacter of the people, and how few friends wehad in that region.

I held a meeting according to appointment, butthat company of bigots kept out of the way. Theyfound, however, they could neither rule me or thetown, for I had a much larger congregation aftertheir visit than before. Lectured in Wellsville, anda Methodist minister replied in a good natured manner,and we parted in friendship. Proceeded downthe Ohio river to Wheeling, where I lectured severaltimes, in a Baptist meeting-house, and then went toGraves Creek, on the Virginia side of the river, andthere spent two weeks, speaking most every day intown or country. C. G. Cox resided there, andpreached occasionally. My sojourn in this place is agreen spot in my memory, for I found some excellentfriends, which was really cheering after meeting withso much opposition.

There is an artificial mound here, some eighty feethigh, of a conic shape, and very steep. When, or bywhom it was made, whether by the Indians, or a racewho preceded them, is unknown, and the mysterywill probably never be solved. A few years since ashaft was extended through the base of the mound,[40]and a broken arch and some human bones were foundin the center, indicating that it was a monumentalstructure.

I journeyed to Steubenville, Ohio, where I spoketwice; then to Marietta, and from thence to Chillicothe,as I was then bound for Cincinnati. In Chillicothe,I remained a week, and lectured four times.While in this place, I had the following conversationwith a Presbyterian clergyman:

I went to Cincinnati by stage, and oh, what roads!There were no railroads then, not even turnpikes. Itwas mud, mud, mud, nothing but mud; stiff, black,deep mud. I forget how many times the stage brokedown, how many horses were killed, or how manytimes all hands had to get out into the ocean of mud,and pry the stage out of the mud. But I do remember,that when we reached Cincinnati, the horses,driver, stage and passengers, were covered with richBuckeye mud. Mr. West was then preaching in theQueen city, in a small house, on Walnut street, and[44]Mr. Tizard and George Rogers were publishing theStar in the West. Cincinnati then contained onlytwenty-five thousand inhabitants, but now its populationis fully two hundred thousand. Still, it was thenthe city of the West. St. Louis and Chicago werethen mere villages, now each of them is equal toCincinnati in population. Surely, western cities aregreat growers. Preached several times in C., andmade many pleasant acquaintances. I was urged toremain and labor in the vicinity, but I had resolvedto go South, and no persuasion could change my purpose.I had to learn my mistake by experience.

I arrived at New Orleans in January. Ten dayshad transported me from winter to summer weather;from where the earth was bound in chains of ice, andcovered with snow, to where mother earth was teemingwith vegetable life, and covered with a carpet, inwhich were blended the tints of the rainbow. JackFrost was busy, biting ears and fingers, in Louisville,but in New Orleans gnats and musquitoes werefully as eager to bite at every exposed point. Iheard Dr. Clapp, but he had not then embraced thebetter faith, and I formed no acquaintance with him.I traveled all over the city, and visited the battleground where General Jackson gave the Englishsuch a drubbing. I wanted to preach on the spot,but could not find a door of entrance. No oneseemed to care for any thing but money, and dissipation.Mammon and Bacchus were the gods mostlyworshiped. The churches on Sunday were nearlyempty, but the theaters, museums, gambling dens,and grog-shops, were crowded. There were doubtlesssome righteous men there, but to a stranger, theyseemed to be as scarce as they were in Sodom of old.

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