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just at the commencement of a heavy storm from the northeast-the officers in a vessel, the soldiers in boats. The latter were crowded closely together, and, in his own expressive language, “ seemed as thoughtless of danger as a flock of sheep.” The tempest increased, throughout the afternoon, and the lake at length became very rough. About sunset, the commanding officer on board the vessel, made a signal for the boats to come near. He took off his hat-the storm beating on his bare headand after alluding to the terrific night in prospect, recommended to his soldiers the utmost care, and assured them of his intention to keep a light, if possible, on the quarterdeck, as their guide amidst the approaching darkness. The boats, however, were soon scattered. That which bore Mr. Hallock, was at length carried sidewise down between two tremendous waves. All now expected instant death, and raised one loud shriek of horror. At this critical moment, a man near the centre of the boat-an old sailor, but till now unknown as such-cleared his way to the helm, seized it, and, by dexterous management, saved the boat from ruin. He immediately ordered another sailor to the bow. For two hours, there was a dead silence in the trembling crowd, save when the man at helm, every time the boat descended, said in a heavy, low voice,-“Steady, boys ;" and when the man at the bow, answered, as she rose on the next wave,-"All is well.” Alluding to this scene, near the close of his life, Mr. Hallock remarked, that he had often found not a little benefit, in times of great commotion and peril, from
a recollection of the expressions, – steady, boys;" call is well.”
. In his person, Mr. Hallock was above the middle stature, and of good proportion. His face was rather long and spare-his features prominent-his skin dark-his eyes of a bluish gray, and deep-set under thick black eyebrows. A chastened smile commonly softened the fixed and deep solemnity of his countenance-a most unearthly look of devout contemplation, kindness, humility and grave cheerfulness, saved him from any thing like repulsive austerity. He walked with his head a little inclined forward, and his eyes directed to the earth. All his motions, whether of the body and limbs, the head, the eyes, or the organs of speech, were slow, and with unconscious dignity. His utterance was naturally mild and somewhat monotonous, often energetic, always distinct, and inimitably grave and sincere. His presence was suited, in no common degree, to impress with a sort of religious awe, as well the young and gay, as the more sober class in society. He was a rare specimen of clerical politeness. It might be said of him, as of Fenelon :"A noble singularity pervaded his whole person; and a certain undefinable and sublime simplicity gave to his appearance the air of a prophet.” This sketch, however inadequate as a substitute for personal acquaintance, may yet be of some use, in this place, to aid entire strangers in forming their idea of a man, whose very peculiar look and manner went farther than in almost any other case to give emphasis to words and interest to actions.
Seriousness in childhood.-Narrow escapes from death.--Deep sense of
sin and ruin.-Conversion.-Efforts for the spiritual good of his fellow-youth.-Usefulness in religious meetings.-Enjoyment of a re
In this chapter, Mr. Hallock proceeds to state some of his earliest religious feelings.
“I have a fresh remembrance of serious impressions, when I was about six or seven years of age. Similar feelings, I believe, young children often experience. If I mistake not, this anxiety was in a season of some awakening in the neighborhood. A certain dream quite affected me, in which I thought the angels were present, and that I was a preacher, and stood in a pulpit. In my ninth and tenth years, death would sometimes appear real and near, and, for a short time, my mind would be filled with inexpressible alarm ;-I think, I had some sense of my sinfulness. But these impressions would soon wear off, and leave me almost totally careless of my soul. From ten to eighteen, I took much delight in reading the Bible, especially the historical parts of it; and could repeat almost whole chapters. These I sometimes repeated to my father; and this early reading of the Scriptures, has, I trust, been profitable to me, in many respects, to this day. As I lived in a very new country, far from meeting, and with little advantage from schools; as I neither saw nor heard of awakenings; as little or nothing was said about religion; as the parents seemed to be wholly
after the world, and the children and youth, vain, thoughtless and attached to carnal mirth; I grew up with very little mental improvement, and generally indifferent to spiritual things. Yet, on a certain Sabbath, which is fresh in my mind to this day, a sermon, preached in Williamsburgh, by Rev. Mr. Hooker, excited my attention, and I think my mind was deeply impressed with eternal realities. But, I said nothing to any one, neither, as I remember, did I once think what it was; for conviction, conversion and revivals were terms, with which I was wholly unacquainted. These impressions, so far as I recollect, continued till about the middle of the week, when they left me as unconcerned as I was before.
“Once, I almost miraculously escaped being instantly killed by the fall of a tree, in the woods, where I was at work with a number of giddy creatures. When in the army at Ticonderoga, in 1776, I was brought near the grave, by the prevailing sickness. And, in 1777, as I was in a scouting party with Colonel Brown, after travelling in the dark woods all night, I became very sleepy about daybreak, when getting over a log, I set my gun down on the ground and accidentally snapped it with my foot. It had just been loaded, and the muzzle was at this moment under my chin. These narrow escapes from death would alarm me only for a little while. Thus I lived, for the most part stupid, until the close of my twenty-first year, flattering myself that there was time enough for repentance yet to come, and hoping that I should somehow
éscape hell and be admitted into heaven. I had no conviction of the necessity of the new birth, as a moral meetness for a holy heaven; but supposed, that, if God, in his mercy, would only admit me there, I was already fitted for the place.
“But, on entering my twenty-second year, March 13, 1779, being now of age, and wishing to obtain the wealth of this world, my mind began to be impressed with a sense of my dependence on God for his blessing. While at work alone, I used to pray that God would bless and prosper me. One day, as I closed with these words; • And when I come to die, fit me for death; the thought occurred, · But why put off this preparation for death till the closing scene ? This appeared inconsistent. I saw, that this great work ought to be first, and not delayed to a dying bed. Not far from this time, I had a sudden sense, like a flash, of the sinfulness of my heart. This, I scarcely remember to have thought of before, certainly not with an equal degree of feeling. Soon after this, my heart, while I was in bed, seemed so black and polluted, that I could hardly avoid crying out; but this deep sense of guilt soon abated. This was in the latter part of March, and I think my mind was on the whole, more and more impressed in April and May, though in a gradual manner. I do not remember that I had any name for my feelings, or that I made mention of them to any one, or thought myself awakened.
“In the latter part of May, I met two of my mates, one evening, to arrange matters for a ball, at the approaching election. We were together till past nine