Part 8 (1/2)
She afterwards told us that she saw the Lord stoop down to the low chair whereHis hand on his head, He said so, and then stood up Ily-looking devils, all with their eyes fixed on the young ly cotowards the side on which she had discerned the Lord as standing, said, ”Lord, I thank Thee,” and then fainted away
When the vision was over, the servant came, with tears in her eyes, to ask pardon for so rudely pushi+ng me aside, but said that while the Lord was there she could not help herself: ”Oh, He is so beautiful, so grand!” The young an to speak in a voice and tone very different to his forether a ree of heart and life
A careless, worldly ht that he was in the market hall of a certain town He was surprised to see, in a wall, a doorhich he had never noticed before--so much so, that he went forward to examine it, and found that it really was a door, and that it opened to his touch He went inside, and there he saw an ie scene There were a nu about, who appeared to be very woeful, end in great agony of pain They were too distressed to speak, but he recognized most of them as persons who had been dead some time They looked mournfully at him, as if sorry that he had come there, but did not speak He was much alarmed, and made his way back to the door to escape, but was stopped by a stern, sullen-looking'
porter, who said, in a sepulchral voice, ”You cannot pass” He said, ”I cao out” ”You cannot,” said the solemn voice ”Look, the door opens only one way; you o out” It was so, and his heart sank within him as he looked at that mysterious portal At last the porter relented, and as a special favour let hilad at his release that he awoke
When he told ive his heart to God ”You hed at the idea, and said he was ”not going to be frightened by a dream” ”When I am converted,” he continued, ”I hope I shall be able to say that I was drawn by love and not driven by fear” ”But what,” I said, ”if you have been neglecting and slighting God's love for a long ti you with fear to return to Hi would do; he turned a deaf ear to every entreaty When the eighth day arrived, being market day, he went to the hall as usual, and looked at the wall of which he had drea no door there, he exclaiood dinner over it, with a bottle of wine!”
Whether he stopped at one bottle or not, I cannot tell; but late on Saturday night, as he was going home, he was thrown frohth day
Whether these dreams and visions were the cause or effect of the people's sensitive state, I do not know; but certainly they were very ist them were ready to hear about the mysteries of the unseen world I attributed this to the spiritual at
CHAPTER 12
Billy Bray, 1852
After the events narrated in Chapter 10, and when all the people elt on the hill on which the church was built were converted, there came upon the scene a very remarkable person, who had evidently been kept back for a purpose This was none other than the veritable and well known ”Billy Bray” Oneat breakfast, I heard so, ”Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!” On opening the door, I beheld a happy-looking little man, in a black Quaker-cut coat, which it was very evident had not been er body ”Well, my friend,” I said, ”who are you?”
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See ”The King's Son; or, Life of Billy Bray,” by F W Bourne
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”I a steadily ateyes; ”and be you the parson?”
”Yes, I am”
”Thank the Lord! Converted, are ye?”
”Yes, thank God”
”And the -room), ”be she converted?”
”Yes, she is”
”Thank the dear Lord!” he said,into the roo a profound bow to the said ”missus,” he asked, ”Be there any maidens (servants)?”
”Yes, there are three in the kitchen”
”Be they converted too?”
I was able to answer in the affirmative; and as I pointed towards the kitchen door when I mentioned it, he made off in that direction, and soon we heard theether When ent in, there was Billy Bray, very joyful, singing,