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the evening, supper was hurried through, and men, women, and
children hastened to the house of the pastor. Mr. Stocking preached
there to a crowded assembly of men, while the teachers adjourned to
a neighboring house, to meet with the women. Their hearts were full
at meeting so many for whom they had alternately hoped and feared,
now sitting in heavenly places in Christ Jesus; they remembered
seeing their first penitential tears, and could hardly restrain
their own for joy. The house was full, and in a silence interrupted
only by stifled sobs, they communed together concerning Jesus and
his grace. It seemed as though God perfected praise that night out
of the mouths of babes, by keeping them perfectly still in their
mothers' aims; and as the pupils of the Seminary belonging to the
village, in their prayers, laid mothers, sisters, and friends at the
feet of Jesus, the place seemed near to heaven. Next day, about one
hundred and fifty attended another meeting, and it was with
difficulty the teachers could tear themselves away. One of the pious
mothers could not bear to have her daughter, recently converted in
the Seminary, leave her sight; and more than once a day they bowed
together at the throne of grace.
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