to the office and the parsonage of the Reverend Didymus
Bean, before mentioned, but not suspected of any of
his alleged heresies. He held to the old faith
of the Puritans, and occasionally delivered a discourse
which was considered by the hard-headed theologians
of his parish to have settled the whole matter fully
and finally, so that now there was a good logical
basis laid down for the Millennium, which might begin
at once upon the platform of his demonstrations.
Yet the Reverend Dr. Honeywood was fonder of preaching
plain, practical sermons about the duties of life,
and showing his Christianity in abundant good works
among his people. It was noticed by some few
of his flock, not without comment, that the great
majority of his texts came from the Gospels, and this
more and more as he became interested in various benevolent
enterprises which brought him into relations with-ministers
and kindhearted laymen of other denominations.
He was in fact a man of a very warm, open, and exceedingly
human disposition, and, although bred by a clerical
father, whose motto was “Sit anima mea cum Puritanis,”
he exercised his human faculties in the harness of
his ancient faith with such freedom that the straps
of it got so loose they did not interfere greatly
with the circulation of the warm blood through his
system. Once in a while he seemed to think it
necessary to come out with a grand doctrinal sermon,
and them he would lapse away for a while into preaching
on men’s duties to each other and to society,
and hit hard, perhaps, at some of the actual vices
of the time and place, and insist with such tenderness
and eloquence on the great depth and breadth of true
Christian love and charity, that his oldest deacon
shook his head, and wished he had shown as much interest
when he was preaching, three Sabbaths back, on Predestination,
or in his discourse against the Sabellians. But
he was sound in the faith; no doubt of that.
Did he not preside at the council held in the town
of Tamarack, on the other side of the mountain, which
expelled its clergyman for maintaining heretical doctrines?
As presiding officer, he did not vote, of course,
but there was no doubt that he was all right; he had
some of the Edwards blood in him, and that couldn’t
very well let him go wrong.
The meeting-house on the other and opposite summit
was of a more modern style, considered by many a great
improvement on the old New England model, so that
it is not uncommon for a country parish to pull down
its old meeting-house, which has been preached in
for a hundred years or so, and put up one of these
more elegant edifices. The new building was in
what may be called the florid shingle-Gothic manner.
Its pinnacles and crockets and other ornaments were,
like the body of the building, all of pine wood,—an
admirable material, as it is very soft and easily worked,
and can be painted of any color desired. Inside,
the walls were stuccoed in imitation of stone,—first
a dark brown square, then two light brown squares,