Letters to a Christian Lady
The following letters, and extracts from letters, are kindly furnished by a Christian lady, years ago a teacher of Mr. Bliss, his first instructor in music, and for whpm he always entertained sentiments of the highest esteem, gratitude and affection, and whom he was led to correspond with in a peculiarly confidential manner concerning his spiritual life and plans of work for Christ, seeking her counsel and sympathy. This lady thus writes:
Awaj back in 1857 I first met Mr. Bliss when lie entered the Collegiate Institute at Towanda, in which school I then had charge of the department of music. His complete attention and excellence in the singing class brought him especially to mj attention and esteem, and my every remembrance of him at that time is laden with some grace or goodness of character. Always in the true place at the right time, noble, modest and courteous, and of wealth of heart «ind soul he possessed a princely store. A pure, fresh, sweet life consecrated thus early to the Lord, unostentatious but sincerely glad to be heard in supplication or praise and ofttimes in the midst of professors and pupils, I have heard him in such humble, reverent prayer that I inew he had learned of Him who alone giveth such understanding. I do not know that any of his private letters are to have a place or part in the book which you are helping to prepare, but if 1 may modestly and unknown to the public help you in the least particular to catch any new or more beautiful picture of our lamented friends, I shall be satisfied. Perhaps in lifting the veil from a life so loyal and devoted to Christ, so faithfully tender to wife, children, home, and friends, you may find in these extracts a few gems which you may like to put upon the golden thread which is to hold the picture of a man so royal and grand, so loving and sweet. After long years of separation, after he had gained new friends, new dignities and new honors, as well as superior mental and spiritual attainments, he came back to find me, with the gratitude and simplicity of a child, thanking me for what I had done for him and begging still to call me “teacher,” which name I find in the last letter he wrote to me. In his wonderful friendship and fidelity, I have found strength, peace and comfort. Always in my greatest need his letters came, and if in my invalid days I was ready to weep or faint or mourn, I had remembered some word or hymn or benediction of his and found courage and peace.
The following are quotations from Mr. Bliss’ letters:
Sot or EoNTEimnENT, October 6, 1871. Had I received your kind invitation sooner, and had the health of Mrs. B. been sufficient, you would have seen us on the recent trip East. We spent a Sunday in Owego, and are now safe at home again; but my wife is not well. She has been doton the valley and almost across the narrow stream. No; I don’t like such figures. The blessed Lord has led us up the hiU, and by the gift of suffering made this poor life more glorious and heaven even dearer. How glad I am at your saying “Jesus the best of all.” May you continue to rest in Him; whether living or dying, be “to” Him; whether here or yonder, be with Him. If you have received the “Charm” I sent you, let the “Light in the Valley” cheer you, “Over Yonder” win you, and-.” Jesus Loves even Me” entertain you. The Sunday School and choir and convention work to which I have been called seems to prosper. Conventions every week somewhere; Sunday School, 709 last Sunday. Pray for your pupil, that his life may be to manv what yours is and has been to him.
[The winter after the great fire, 1872.]
Forgive me, but I had a real good cry over the pleasant memories of youi last letter, and since then have been laughing at your mistake in supposing me to be anything else than the overgrown, awkward boy you used to be kind to. Please don’t talk about our being on ahead of you and beg for us to wait for you. The best thing in your letter, the best thing about any of u« is the reflection of the dear Savior’s love. Oh, isn’t it the name above every name — precious Jesus! yes, indeed, we have hugged the interests of the Redeemer’s kingdom close, and if I could tell you, but I never can here, how His loving arms here encircle me and mine.
Our little “Eot of Eontentment “is on the West Side, nearly a mile from the burnt district. The music books, instruments, sheet music, etc. — the ’ earthly substance in which my plans centered — all gone with the Opera House, y Of course we lost all — insurance in “home companies” — but I can’t say we’ve suffered anything by the fire. Good health and plenty to do; lots of friends, voice and faith; what need I more? Now I’ll let you rest. Only pray to-night for me, that God may use me more and more for His kingdom. Good-bye. Wait. Won’t we have a good song when we all get home f”
December 33, 1878.
I am glad yon are only six years ahead of me. If I live fast, maybe I can quite come up to you yet. I honestly think it’s beautiful to grow old — one can appreciate good things and avoid bad ones so much better.
And now, my sister, poor as is the prop, unsafe as may be the arm, it will be joy to think you do so lean upon it; to think that you believe in me enough to let your tired heart rest in unquestioning confidence, if it may, in my sympathy. I do feel sometimes that for Jesus’ sake, I’d like to bear somebody’s burdens, my way is so pleasant, and my life work so agreeable. I can only say He leadeth me beside the still waters. And yet I would not boast of myself. ‘Tis not that I am strong; more likely ’tis that He in tender mercy spares my sad ruin which His omniscience knows a little load would cost.
I have an offer to lead the music in San Francisco Tabernacle, Handel and Haydn Society, & Co., at a salary of $3,000 in gold. Do not press me for reasons for not going. I only mention this to you because I know you will rejoice in anything like my prosperity.
Wife and Paul send much love and unite in an invitation for you to come and see us.
Now I must go. Good bye. I’ll send you a new song in a few days. So help me by prayer and pen, dear friend, and so use me, heart, hand and voice, as He would have you. Be sure that your influence from my first day at T. till now, has been only helpful and Christian. My music is the better and purer, my life brighter and my heart stronger and larger for your share in instructing me.
January, 1874. If the dear Lord so wills it, I’m coming to see you some day, and you shall again be my teacher. I have only Sunshine “and “Joy” in my heart and life, and if I might know Him who has given by sharing the gift, I shall be the happier.
Chicago, March 10, 1874.
Princess Louisa:
Your chatty communication containing the “personal heart” letters of the
far away E is before me. I can’t now remember much of her spirit.
However, these are beautiful Christian letters. A rich and varied experience was necessary to develop such a heart. I’ll send some music as you direct. This, T must say, is another apology only for the elegant, elaborate letter I
owe you. Going, Going, G, and my train leaves in twenty minutes. But
between true friends there can be no debit and credit system. Believe me, if we had called at your house, or if ever you do come to our “Kot ov Kontent” there’ll be music or would have been time improved. Bah! what an awkward sentence 1 I’ll keep close to the shore after this.
So we are well, happy, cheerful, content, peace like a river. Wish you the same now and ever. I am flying from Iowa to Michigan and stop in Chicago for one night to sing my new song, “Work and Pray.” at a women’s temperance song, at a Union Temperance mass meeting. I believe in women, prayer and God; so there’s only one side for me in the great crusade.
George Rodgers, of England, gave one of his world- renowned lectures on the “Tabernacle,” in our church last evening, and I sang a new song for him, “Wishing, Hoping, Knowing.” I have a very winning call to London, England, for this summer, to sing “Gospel Songs.” Shall I go?
Wife and Paul send much love. — If, when I come home, I can “steal awhile away,” you may get a letter, song or sermon.
Till then as ever. Blissfully
Yours.
March 81, 1874.
My dear wife is fully my equal as a performer and far superior in matters of taste, criticism, etc. You mistake when you suppose criticism “hurts” me. TriLe as Hive, I don’t want to know the favorable things said about me, nearly so much as I desire to hear objections.
Since writing you before, the way has been very clearly made known to me and my wife, for my immediate future. We have long prayed God to lead me into the widest field of efficient labor. He has repeatedly come near to us in His delightful, conscious manifestations, and now I am fully persuaded He calls me to give my time and energies to writing and singing the Good News. I am constrained, by what Christ is and has been to me, to offer all my powers directly to His sweet service. Beginning with this desire, prompted, I am sure, by the Holy Ghost, I am willing — we are willing — to leave ourselves where we always have been, in our Father’s loving hands. He has led us in spite of our plans into all and only pleasant and prosperous ways. It’s no time to distrust or question now. Pardon me if this all sounds like “cant,” to you. My meaning is to be honest and real. Pray for us, if you can, that I may be honored by “helping Jesus.” Major Whittle goes with me to preach the Gospel while I try to sing it. Our only aim, sincerely, above all else, is to win souls to Jesus Christ.
Yours, in His love,
P. P. B.
July 20, 1874. I did not see the appropriateness of my trying to write, as my wife ought to. Of Paul I can never tell you one half. He is (and always has been) “just the right age to be interesting;” has twenty or thirty teeth — a large head, brown hair, chubby hands, big feet, of course — a perfectly healthy, happy boy. Can say “Papa’s chatterbox,” “Mamma’s pigeon,” and can tease most effectually for — “Nandy I” Mrs. Bliss is in excellent health and spirits, as usual. As she is not to read this, I must say she is an extraordinary woman. You don’t know many women of such unselfish devotion, sublime faith and child-like trust. She lives so near the Lord that I ought to be a good man,
Hamanly speaking, my life would have been a failure without her. God bless her. I am engaged to write and sing Gospel songs in this country this fal and winter. Yours for Lou,
Blibs.
August 8, 1874.
Deab Sister:
I am just home for a day from the State Convention of “Y. M. C. A,” Aurora, Illinois, and go Monday to S. S. Teachers’ Assembly at Chautauqua Lake, New York. I wish you were to be there. I wish you could have been yonder. But I mind me of a convention soon to be called “of all kindreds and tongues and nations,” where the theme will be “Hallelujah to the Lamb.” To that our ardent souls aspire. During that grand convention I’ll tell you how good God has been to me and mine.
Dear wife desires me first of all to thank you for the kind letter, and to say for her that she is not feeling quite well these days, and begs you will excuse her from writing.
Our Paul boy is just all we could wish, every way, and I perceive we are coming to think quite a good deal of him. If and if we could “come to the mountain,” about September, I am sure you would be happy. Pardon me for writing on my business paper, but I want you to hear about Gospel Songs, etc.
Are you teaching, gardening or what? You wouldn’t send me a picture of yourself, so I of course had to make one: Age, 40; complexion very fair;
height, 5 ft. 2 in.; weight, 122 lbs; hair inc)ining,; teeth good; mouth
large; lips thin, and smiling eyes, blue, large and watery; dress neat and a perfect fit; carriage erect and easy! How’s that? T would all be impolite in me but for old acquaintance’s sake. However, this “tabernacle” will soon be “dissolved,” it’s the other house Fm most interested in, and I can see that in every utterance of your pen, “the things that are not seen are eternal,” aren’t they? — What trifles engage the attention of the king’s children! How we dishonor our loving Father by making so much of every thing else and so little of His blessed word and kingdom. I know I do — God forgive me.
Specimen “Gospel Songs” inclosed. Pray for them and us. 2 Cor. ix, 8 = the seven A*a, Yours in Him,
P. P. B.
March 18, 1875. Major Whittle and I had a series of wonderfully successful Gospel meetings in Louisville, Kentucky. We go to Cincinnati, Ohio, March 2*3. Pray for us and write me there, please, care John Church & Co. Wife and sons are well and happy and would be so glad to have you come and visit us. Why not? The front chamber will be all ready painted, papered, etc., by the time you’ll get here and this. I’m away from home much of the time. The piano, a glorious upright, is here and you may have access to a musical library ^-considerable
Are you in the midst of maple sugar, etc.? When we come to Owego again, “It may be for years,” etc.
This singing and talking about the Good News of a present, perfect, free salvation and justification by faith is so popular and attractive I don’t believe I shall ever find time for any thing else; and seems to me it’s needed. How much of everything else we hear preached, and how little Gospel.
I sent you papers from Louisville, will also from Cincinnati. Wife unites m love unchanging. Please to rest in it. Yours ever,
P. P. B.
The following letters were written by Mr. Bliss to his nephew, who is frequently noticed in the preceding chapter, by his initials “W. H.” This nephew was a member of Mr. Bliss’ household for some two years during his absence as an evangelist, and was regarded by Mr. and Mrs. B. almost as a son.
Orland, Indiana, December 11, 1871.
Deab Nephew:
Your good long letter came two days ago. It is a good composition and shows a spirit of trust in the Lord and at the same time a desire to help yourself, which, if continued, must lead to a successful life.
I am so glad for you that a way is so pleasantly opened for your schooling. God bless you in it. As to “agency” or similar means of raising money, I am not very favorable to the sort; still you might try, after study hours, some physical labor would seem better. Let me«make a proposition if you are quite sure thgt your school is the thing and that you will stay through. I will pay your tuition for you. Then perhaps you can earn enough to clothe yourself. Of course ‘twill be better for you to try (as I know you will) to be helping yourself jast the same. If you would as soon, Fd like to have you ask me for money at any time instead of borrowing elsewhere. Don’t get in debt.
You ask my advice. Be easy in old clothes, don’t mind any large, coarse boots; stand up straight, look pleasant, speak more cheerfully. I know you will succeed as long as you read the Bible and pray much. Watch and pray.
CmoAao, November 22, 1873.
Deab Willie:
May yours be a happy Thanksgiving day; will it help to make it such if 1 tell you that Aunt Lou and I have been talking a good deal about you, and concluded to say you may expect $10 a month from us after December. That is, the first January, 1873, and on the first of each month of the year, I will send you check ior $10. God bless you with it, my dear boy, and may your mother’s prayers be answered.
Would it be well to keep a strict cash account? Prove to us all that you can keep out of debt. As a business matter it is always right for us to recommend what we think is a good thing.
In the things of the Kingdom we should do with our might. I’d be glad to have you look at Congregationalism — that is, I am so happy in this work and with this church, I am desirous of opening its doors to my friends. Did you ever say xo what denomination you belong? Of course you should have a choice, and learn to love your own, and labor for its good. May the Lord guide you into all truth. Pray it earnestly and often.
Aunt Lou joins in love.
P. P. B.
Chicago, October 15, 167S.
Dear Willie:
I did not receive the letter you mention. I would advise you to teach this winter. Your record of work is a good one. * ‘Do not be discouraged” is cheap and common advice, but I know you and 1 will often be discouraged. Prayer, asking for faith, and reading the promises are my remedies. Be sure, my dear boy, God has great things for us to do and to be. We are all praying for you and watching. Farewell. Your uncle
PniL.
CmcAeo, February 10, 1874.
Dear Friend and Nephew W. H.:
How do you do by this time? You must not think you have been overlooked, forgotten, nor slighted. I have been trying to ascertain what might be the best thing to write. Of course I am not competent to advise; every one must decide and act for himself. This has been a hard lesson for me to learn, and I’ve not yet graduated in it. Still, we can by suggestions, etc., often assist ea«h other m making conclusion. So I will speak quite freely as we have talked. I have a great deal of faith in you, to begin with; or, to speak more properly, I’ve a strong faith in God, and believe He will by various means develop you and in answer to prayers make t?te most of you. You and I may sometimes complain of a lack of opportunities; or regret inabilities, when, if we labor and patiently wait, it will appear that “God’s ways were best.” If we admit that in advance, and then are willing to be led, we certainly must come into a cheerful content; for of course we desire the best in all things. I am not sorry to hear that you are with your Pa in the woods; for ’twas with him in such places, I learned a great many useful things, and received a good education. One thing I am glad to say — ‘’Doc.” as we used to call him, always had a good word of cheer for a fellow, and never by word or example led us boys astray. He was a kind, hard-working, pleasant man, whoee Influence was always on the right side.
LETTERS TO HIS NEPHEW. 2(31:
After you wrote to me about “medicine,” I wrote to Dr. Anderson — and also went about this city to learn what I could of the project. The matter, aa you proposed it, did not shine very brightly to my eyes; so I’ve looked about in other directions. What would you think pf going into a drug store for a time? Or have you abandoned this line of thought entirely? If in mental ana spiritual matters you can be as thorough aa you are in physical (chopping and sawing for instance), you’ll succeed. And that is what we are expecting of you, old boy I Purpose — Pluck — PUSH! Faith in self, in, ftdendSy in Ood; Pluck to plan, to push, to plod.
[The poetry is original and composed for the occasion; please commit it to heart and commit your heart to it.] I thought of you and prayed most earnestly for you as we came through Wellsville. In fact I looked for you a little, didn’t know but maybe you’d happen down by the depot.
Well, really, you must pardon me for such a long letter, and I haven’t said anything yet. We are all well — that begins to sound like a letter — Paul is awake as usual; Aunt Lou in the bedroom with him; Warren off down town somewhere; Chicago lively and lovely. Won’t you and your Pa come out and make us a visit? I tell you, we’d be mighty tickled to have you. The old ladies switched Chicago in good style, and we weren’t ashamed of them. I. guess we could get along with you. Come and try it.
I go to Iowa next week. This convention business keeps me sliding in the season of it., God bless you. Let me hear from you.
Truly your Uncle
Phil.
May 15, 74.
Dear Beardless Boy:
Sorry you’re sick; ‘* Beware of dogs.” Phil, iii, 2.
Guess you worked too hard moving us. I am writing up in the beautiful study which I found all papered and carpeted and in order waiting for me, last week, when T came home from a Gospel meeting trip. Oh, my boy, I rather guess I’ve a wife as is a wife. God bless her this minute.
What a blessed trial that Mansfield experience was. How did Jennings stand it? Did he show his Bliss? or did he at the hotel kneel down and say, “all right; all things work together for good?”
Of course we are happy and all pretty well. Paul has another tooth and Phenie another dress. House in good shape, I spent a very interesting hour in the bam to-day, sawing and splitting the kindling boards you hauled. I had to think of you considerably. Old Mr. Young, “O. W.,” is around yet; he seems very feeble; don’t get in till midnight sometimes, poor fellow!
Maj. Whittle and wife come to tea and we have a Gospel meeting on Western Avenue this evening. Expect a good time. We go to Whitewater, Wisconsin, next week; will be there, probably, when you read this. Pray for us. Well, good day, 3 John ii. P. P. B.
DcrBOXT, October 9f 18W.
Dear Will:
Don’t yoa begin to believe that I don’t think of you every day? I believe in yon and in the power of prayer and a life of faith. You must succeed, and in order to true success, if you would enter into the kingdom of heaven, or of science or greatness, you must become as a little child — humble and teachable, desirous of being led. I trust you have this spirit in a good degree; keep it, pray for more faith and trust. Don’t apply yourself too closely to books and such. Don’t stay too long in the rat-pit. Make haste slowly. Save time by waiting for some things. Save health. Confide everything to your loving Aunt Lou. She’s a faithful friend, and though her corrections may seem grievous, who wouldn’t be correct f
The meetings are immense. Crowds and crowds — many standing all through, and many had to go away from the door of one of the larg’est churches last evening. Your prayers are being answered. Praise God for it. To Him be aW, all the glory. Amen. his
Uncle x
mark.
Dbtboit, November 17, 1874.
Dear W. H. J:
You are in my thought and prayers daily. I am anxious that your sojourn in Chicago shall do all for you, in every way, that we hope or God intends I need not say to you, and yet it is a pleasure, your aunt and I are ‘* glad you came.” Of course I am away so much. Tli important thing to me is that you make it pleasant for her. She says you do that, so I am content. Thank God. Only don’t let the mental do injustice to your physical and spiritual energies. A holy man means a whole man — symmetrical, well-balanced; so have a look, my dear boy, each day, into all things concerning the “full man.” Confide all to Him who careth for you. Pray for much. Be courteous to all, familiar with few, intimate with Pone.
Say to the girls that we will be home to breakfast Friday morning and thai Mr. and Mrs. Whittle will probably be with us, at about 9 o’clock. Don’t forget this.
I am glad to hear so good a report from the Bliss boys. Aunt Lou arrived this morning and surprised me on my return from prayer-meeting. I am very glad she could come.
The meetings go on grandly; many souls daily profess Christ, and the church more and more revived. I have some thrilling incidents to relate, when I come home. Pray for the meeting at Dr. Goodwin’s church for Sunday evening next. Read this little book carefully and hand it to some friend. Good bye. Your loving Uncle,
P.P.
Louisville, February 25, 1875.
Dear Will:
Put in your vote for Aunt Lou to come next week, if she don’t come before, — and she can just as well brin a baby or two as not. Plenty of room and
Benrants here, and I want to see em; I’d like to look in at you to-day. Wish you could come to one of these glorious meetings; but pray on. The Lord is doing a mighty work here. Praise Him. Here’s a letter from Harry Moorhouse, the “boy preacher.” I pray for you; so does Major, every day, and I believe you are being led of the Holy Spirit. Let us ask God to correct and direct us; and then be very careful to recognize and follow His leadings. We need to ask wisdom daily, and He says “it shall be given him,” Math, vii, 7* and James i, 5. Now ask. Hastily but heartily, Yours,
UnclbPhil.
Nashyellb, May 10, 1875.
Dear Will:
I don’t blame you, ’tis too bad 1 Pardon me. Your letters are good and helpful. Your diagnosis of sin, etc., was a good thing, and I used it. No use to try to tell you of our glorious meetings. The papers poorly do that. Oh, pray on for me, that I may be humble and empty, fit for use. Your opinion of Aunt Lou is quite correct. I believe you are to give her a great deal of comfort in answer to prayers for you. Fight on, my brave boy. Faith is Victory. Take good care of your health and don’t study too close. Send your Aunt Lou to this sunny South, if you can. Bite Paul if he bites George. Yes, I send papers to Allegany. Telegram just received from Montreal, asking us to stop there a week or two on our way to London. Answered we’d come for a few days, beginning June 15, the week after New York Convention. God is 80 good to us, and His work so precious. You must excuse me if I talk that as you do medicine. Success to you. Live near the Lord, “Looking unto Jesus”
Nashville, May 12, 1875.
Deiar Will:
If your Aunt Lou is not here by the time you get this, you need not read it; for I’ll be so disappointed. I’ll be ill-natured and won’t mean it. I hope you are now about getting on the street cars to go to depot, so she’ll be here to-morrow night. My heart is all flatting out, I think, for want of a wise woman to hold it together — what do the doctors call it, home-sickness? The climate is beautiful here — weather still cold and healthful. If the Lord had sent the usual warm weather, all say our meetings would, hnmanly speaking, have been much less successful. The people here are so cordial and intense. You must never speak harshly of rebels again.
[This letter commenced by Mrs. Bliss fLnished by Mr. B.]
Memphis, Tennessee, Saturday, 1875.
Dear Will:
We have just returned from a delightful boat-ride on the grand old Mississippi. It was cool on the boat, and we all fdel greatly refreshed. We saw
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them land a mule, which furnished fun enough to last your uncle and Major a whole year. — And now she is interrupted and this mule continues. We are just wallowing in strawberries and cream;’ only -the berries are a little sour and the cream is skim milk. Bouquets are coming in by the basket- full. Aunt JjOvl has been sipk as a Swede for two days; better now. I am well, but it takes two collars a day to keep me singing.
Your letters rejoice our hearts greatly. It is in answer to many prayers tii&t God is giving you peace, and I expect you to grow in all grace. God grant 11 Application is the sure road to success. Stick to your team.
Yours joyful,
Uncle Phil.
Rome, Friday, 1875.
Deab Ones all:
I wonder how you all get along so well as you seem to; but “God is great and God is good.” We pray for you every day. Received your telegram and the dear boys’ pictures last night; we are very thankful. The picture of Paul is splendid. I think George looks a little as if he were attending clinics, but am glad for as good a likeness as this. You may get this after we come home, so I’ll be brief. Expect us Thursday, if not there before.
A great and powerful work of grace has begun here; we all know that God is with us, and souls are being gathered into the fold. Of all the places in the world where I’d love to work for Christ, this old home of ours is the most interesting. Oh, how good it is of my Master to let me tarry here for a few days in His sweet service. May He abundantly reward you for helping us. It la all for His sake. To Him be the glory. Amen.
P. P. B.
CmcAoo, October, 1875.
1 suggested to Mrs. E. Willson to come West by way of Wellsville and call on you ’uns. Maybe you’ve planned to go to Towanda; if so, so. Do what and go where you think best, only always remember Psa. xxxii, 8. In every-. thing believe that He has proved it to you and me. It will be an awful sin for either of us to ever doubt it.
How precious Christ is to me to-day. He has been here in the study all the morning. He is looking over now as you read this — He says, “Fear not, only believe,” and I hear your answer, “Lord, I believe; help Thou mine unbelief.” Amen.
P. P. B.
St. Paul. October 30, 1875.
Aunt and I expect to enjoy your success. To see you as the happy proprietor of a first-class pill-shop, and a leading scalawag in your bloody business. Go on. I may be sick mysel ‘, some day, and yon may save me an immense Dr bill.
I tried your R — for my boil; but what will now “amuse” me? I have two otJiers! Will send two or three papers, — to give away. I have sent to your mother and mine, etc The snow has stopped falling, but ’tis cold and dreary.
An old man told us th s morning in prayer-meeting, that ‘* the Gospel net IS being drawn in; some self-righteous fish will flop over the top of the net, and some low mud suckers creep under; but a great haul is sure!” The last night in St. Paul was glorious; but between two verses of a song Whittle told them if they smelt fire ’twas some papers in the hall below. ‘Twas a narrow escape. Some dresses, carpets, etc., burned, but no alarm sounded, or a fearful calamity might have prevented this letter. Give thanks for this.
P. P
MiKNEAPOLis, MnnnssoTA, November 10, 1879.
Deab Will:
1 am as well as could be expected. Aunt Lou came this morning while we Were at prayers. I expected her on the West Wisconsin Road, arriving at 8.40, instead of which she came on the Milwaukee Road at 7.30. She had to run all oversown to find me, but I was rather pleased to be found. She has now had her breakfast, and when she gets her hair combed up, we think she will look pretty decent, for a Chicago creature! Says she had a pleasant trip, but thinks home is pleasant, too; and if I’d come home ‘twould be better yet. I am delighted with the report she brings of. home affairs, including W. H. Surely prayers are being answered, and you and I ought to have more faith.
The meetings are going on lively; increased interest; good results. Don’t know when we may come home — perhaps Monday, maybe Friday, watch!
Aunt says tell you that the woman you saw on the train had a cancer; been to Chicago to consult doctors. They pronounced her incurable, and she comes home to Minneapolis to die.
How thankful we all ought to be. God is good. Let us live as we talk — praising Him who owns us. I want to write to Roxie and Mr. Maynard; so you’ll excuse brevity. Pray for us.
Your uuctious Uncle,
P. P. Bliss.
MiLKT Walkt, December 8, 1875.
Wear Dill:
I hope you are as well as I am; but what shocking “bad weather,” as we say for Rush. Really I think we should never find fault with the weather. Fault-finding rarely pays, except with one’s self, where ’tis hardest to find. You have wondered, in a letter, how we could even endure “you as you were last year. Let me assure you of continued “endurance,” and I expect an increased interest in you and your welfare. ‘Twill be a sad termination to the Jennings and Bliss alliance, the day that we find s tendency to deceit and fal-
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Bity OD either part. True friendship is honest. We hope to see you through your studies and in good condition as to heart and life. I believe you desire to be ALL that ’tis possible; so we will help you all we can, to retain all ol nobility of character in all things, and to choose all principles of truth and excellence from the various channels opened up. I hope you will not adopt a habit because I have it, nor because any one else has it, but from choice — because it is good. Of course we will see things in you to criticise; shall try to do it kindly, for I know you want it done; and may we all be as little children; then only can we successfully enter any kingdom of usefulness and peace. God bless you.
Of the work here I’ll only say it is better, apparently, than in any other place we have ever been in for the first week. Yet this is a German city — a phlegmatic people — a very ‘hard place.” But so much the more need of work; so much the more honor to Christ in the victory. Four meetings daily, and from twenty to forty professing Christ every day. The Jews are growing more and more approacliable and tender, which makes me hope the Lord is the nearer. The Gentiles are rejecting the Gospel according to Scripture. Then the Jews shall be gathered in according to Scripture. “Oh, let my lamp be burning when Jesus comes,” is my prayer.
Of course I must be allowed to enclose a considerable deal of love to be handed over to my dear boys, Paul and George. I hope their mammaM^will have started for “Milwaulkey” before you get this. “Remember me” also to Mrs. Maynard, Phenie and Annie. Good P. M. Whittle has gone to Bible reading. I must go to young people’s meeting.
Your loving Uncle,
P. R
St. Louis, Febrnary, 14, 187».
Dear “Cousin Will:”
A happy day to you. Pardon my neglect; but of course a letter to your aunt is intended for “family use” generally, and so when I hear from her I hear from you as well. Your interests are ours, — and ours, I hope, are to some extent yours. Am glad your folks are coming into Wellsville. It looks to me as if the Lord might be taking this way to prepare a place for you, and especially to have a home at last for your father and mother. They seem to need one, and never have had one. Let us pray the Lord to lead in all our plans and theirs, constantly.
The papers are so full of Babcock and whisky trials and tribulations, that they have no room for report of our meetings. Three to five thousand souls every day; fifty to one hundred asking prayers, daily; and individual souls hungry for conversation privately, personally, is the condition of things from my stand point. Our prayers and expectations are that this last week will hp the best of all. Pray for us daily.
I have been to the Missouri Medical Coilegv where the boys at first made fun, extemporized burlesque Whittle and Bliss meetings, sung Gospel songs.
etc Now they are decidedly «erioas. All come to the Rink. Some happy young converts. One said if we’d continue another week he believed the whole college would be converted. They have earnest, bold Christian professors. I also had the opportunity of reaching one hundred and fifty young ladies in a seminary with good results.
You gave me a good illustration of salvation, sanctification, etc., in that story of the poor, weak boy who onlj needed good food to make him well. Watch for some more such.
Give my regards to Roxie and see that she is fed on the Bread of Life. We. must try to help our friends to be happy, joyous Christians. “The joy of the Lord is your strength.” Always rejoicing, I am your loving
Uncle Phu*
MoBUJS, Marck 11, Sabbath.
Dear W. H.:
All well. Why don’t you one of you write a word, at least, “All well,” ever J day? The last we heard was written Tuesday; most a week, and we get anxious.
The work here is the greatest and most apparently successful of any we ever had. Crowds at every meeting, and many seeking the truth. Young people’s meeting P. M. is mine; over one thousand in attendance and one hundred or one hundred and fifty standing for prayers. Isn’t it good? I read a part of lona’s letter, and had prayer offered for her, and I think her lettev helped to decide many souls. It might not be best to tell her so.
The weather here is a failure, orange groves a fraud and the bananas a humbug. Oh for 664 1 You may look for a package of overcoats and under clothing at Revell’s the middle or last of next week. We expect to go to Montgomery Saturday, and begin there Sunday; so address us accordingly; here till the 18th, if by telegraph; by mail until the 14th; then to Montgomery, Alabama. We feel confident, from all advices, that you are getting along nicely and we expected you would when we left. Our prayers are heard in the morning and at evening for you all. Here is a ticket for George, and a picture for Paul. Aunt and the Whittles join in love to you all.
Lovingly, your Uncle
MoNTeoxEBY, March 90, 1876.
Dbab Will:
Yours received. Good. Your throat is doubtless measly. Am encouraged about you and your studies. I believe in you, or I’d never have sent for you. You will succeed, and, I expect, be a glorious man, an agreeable companion and friend, a good doctor and a pride and joy of all the family. We are praying for you to be a that is possible; and though you and I have some mean flesh in us, God’s grace can overcome it. Think often of Christ as a personal friend and helper, and less of self or what man can do. Our meetings are glorious. The
Lord is very near to us and all things are working together. The city is being ’ flooded with circular letters — one kind to Christians, one to unbelievers. A mighty work is begun. Your prayers for us all are being ansWered. Don’t let go of us.
Think will be home about April 10th, or 15th. I don’t dare to say much about it, or you couldn’t read my letter, for the tears would blot it so; and Aunt Lou has reception from 12 to 1 and she hasn’t time to cry. But we love our home and friends. Our boys, dear Paul and George, God bless them and you this minute. Your loving Uncle,
P. P. B.
MONT-Gux-OB-BTE, Of GuM MOUNTAIN, Mafch 34, 1876.
Deab Will:
Sorry you’re sick. I should be more inclined to employ you to look after my health when you’ve learned to take care of your own. We are well. Three little words, but how much they are worth; we don’t begin to appreciate them, I am sure. Your good letters from home cheer and quiet us in our home-sickness.
The good Lord is greatly blessing His work here; we never had more blessed meetings anywhere. He is also supplying our wants in other ways, bountifully, for which please help us to praise Him.
Good letters from the Homer House. Thank ’em; also the 664 folks. Bless ’em alL Your
U.P.
CmcAQO, Jane 1, 1876.
Dear Will:
You remember I had to take what was the sunny side, this morning, but now, at 4 P. M.. I’m all right. So in life’s journey, bravely endure what you can’t cure; your shady side is coming by and by. I’ve no excuses for writing to you so soon; only to reassure you of our real love for you, both for our relalion’s sake and your own sake. I am asking the good Lord, who has so lovingly led me, lo, these many years, to guide you fully. Ask Him all about your plans. Seek to honor Him in all things and He will bless you. Turn squarely away from every known evil way of thought and action. Ask the Spirit to search you and reveal yourself to yourself; theii “Look to Jesus.” Believe in your Aunt Lou. Be as good to her as you think of; she’s worth it. She did favor my coming, or I’d not have been here to-day; which you can read and apply to yourself, too. If the way does not open for you to find some pleasant paying business here, I think you can go home if you don’t more than pay traveling expenses. ‘Twould do you and your folks all a great deal of good. That is why I proposed it — for the moral effect. You want to be all that is possible to your family. Those young brothers must know and love you, and personal worth, impress of character, is more than profession or uoncv. Now talk more with “Aunt Lou” about yourself, your plans, and your future. Accept her suggestions. She is a safe adviser; and be what yoo are capable of being — a cheerful, chatty companion, and a worthy Christian, pure and peaceable.
TowAiTDA, Jane 16, 1876.
Dear W. H.:
We had two glorious praise meetings at Rome, Sunday and Monday nights, and yesterday we came to Towanda with divided hearts — strongly convicted that there was work for us in Rome, yet irresistibly drawn toward our home and loved ones. We prepared for our Chicago trip, but prayed for guidance; and went to bed at eleven, still undecided. Talking and praying at twelve o’clock, the minister from Rome drove up and said they had had two meetings that day and voted unanimously that I should return. We could not fail to recognize that as the answer to prayer, and so have decided to go back to what we believe to be the work the Lord hath appointed us. Souls are anxious and we have faith that a great blessing awaits our dear village of Rome* Pray for us.
Shall probably stay over Sunday and may not stop at Wellsville on our way home. If, for any reason, you think best, telegraph to Towanda, Pennsylvania, and Aunt Lou will start any day for Chicago straight. Hope the girls have got dresses all made and will have a nice time at the picnic. 1 wish they and my two boys were here. The Lord reward Mrs. Johnson for her care and love to us. Tell her “inasmuch as ye have done it to the least of these, etc.” And now adieu. Bless you. I will write your mother to-day, and I think I’ll call on Dr. Anderson, and see him and his plan for you. Uncle Phil.
Chicago seems now to come into our programme about Thursday or Friday of next week; but sooner, if any of you say so.
The following letters I received from Mr. Bliss during 187G; the last of them being written two weeks previous to his death:
Rous, pENKSTLVAinA, May 4, 1S76.
Deab Whtttlb:
1 hardly know where to direct, but I must write to you. We had a most delightful trip from Chicago. The weather was just right, car comfortable, children as good as two good kittens, and “all things worked together for good.” Had a blessed visit over Sunday with my sister, in Wellsville, New York, and a union praise meeting of power in Beecher’s church there. Arrived safely home, May 2d. George seemed a little tired with the journey, but is getting rested and happy. I, the undersigned, took a dawful cold id by hesd, cubbing hobe frob that warb dibit. Am getting room, etc., ready to begin “work in earnest next week. 1 wish you were all here with us and could stay here all summer. But if the Tabernacle needs you — and 1 don’t believe the Lord will let you go there unless you are needed — then that*s the place for you. May His presence ever go with us both. Amen. In regard to book, etc., my only thought is to write all summer, if the Lord will please to send me some good hymns, then His wisdom in regard to publishing. I thank you for your interest in me, and hope I shall do nothing to disappoint or grieve you, or especially to grieve my Master and yours. I said to Church about what you and I agreed upon, nothing definite; but in general a book for our work would be wanted next season, and I wanted him to see Moody.
My wife has been quite sick, wearied and worn — though not worried — by the journey. Picking and packing is hard work. She has lain in bed all day, but is well enough to laugh at the newspaper article and your joke on the parasols, which, she says, reminds her of the five dollars you owe her since we left the Battle House. Yours resting,
P. P. B.
BoHi, Pennsylvania, May 11, 1876.
Dear Brother:
Nothing special, only yours received. All well; 1 like hymn of “Hope in His Mercy” very much; shall set it soon and sing it some. Am surprised to hear of Moody running off to so many conventions, etc. Have asked him to give us a little time on his way East, or I’d come to him.
We think George is improving. He eats and sleeps Blissfully. Paul has all sorts of circuses with pigs, calves, dead chickens, mice, snakes, lizards and other “nice pets,” much to his mother’s consternation.
I have declined eight invitations (all I’ve had). Am determined to rest and write all summer. Had a good visit with my mother, yesterday, in Towanda. My wife, Lucy Jane, is usually busy buying carpets, curtains, paper, furniture, etc. She says I can’t stand it and I ain’t a-goin’ to. I reply, with my proverbial complacency, * * All right.”
Had a good prayer meeting last evening and read together, Psa. cxix, 1 to 8, also 97 to 104 and 129 to 136, “Look and be merciful.” “Words giveth light,” “Make thy face to shine.’* May the Lord give us all light, “more light,” Father Love used to say.
Ijove to dear Abbie, May, babv and all; Charlie may wait.
Yours when you want me,
P. P. a
RoxE, Pbnnstltakia, June 16, 1876.
Dbar Bbother:
Tours received. We haven’t any earthly house yet. Had a pleasant trip to Chicago while there and return Found the boys and girls all right.
Think Monroe street more desirable than Adams. I have many letters to answer, but in a lot 60x325 would have plenty of room for croquet.
The weather is quite warm here, and the taxes in Chicago are nearly as high as at Lake View I
Had a good letter from Brother Sankey, but I wouldn’t want to live on a cross street or in a south front. Vincent wants you at Chautauqua, the lapt three days. I think I will be thar, if we get our house furnished. I want a large dining-room and a bath-room ten feet square.
Augusta is reported to have paid Moody $1,500 and the papers say lw deserved it. Would you want a Mansard or a barn to hang your clothes in?
I received $100 from Augusta and if you did $200 there, my part is $60, please endorse $40 on the you owe me; and if our house has a study with east windows in it, I shall be satisfied. Paul is out with Qrandpa, mowing the front yard, but I don’t believe we’d ever be contented on the South Side; do you? You said “twelve alsos in 8th Romans.” I can’t find but eleven. To-morrow is picnic, but I can’t afford time to go. I want a house near the street cars. My mother and Mr. Jennings are here; we are having a family gathering. Take your wife to Chicago and Chautauqua. I’d be willing to go a little west of Wood street on Monroe or Warren avenue.
Tend to your part of the horse, and don’t be running off to conventions, female prayer-meetings, etc. We might make a bedroom of the back parlor. Give our love to Charlie. Mail and Way. I’ll be glad when we’re in it and it’s paid for.
“Tell him to keep- cool and get rested for next winter,” my wife says. Id fact, she says so much, I fear I may have mixed up some things she sasna about our Chicago home with my letter to you.
Home, Pbknstltania, Angnst 22, 1876.
Deably Beloved Brother:
Your pome is quite overcoming. My time is too precious and the game too insignificant to reply in kind. Am bent on a month of quiet; so let me alone.
Just replied to Mrs. M.’s cordial invitation to visit them in N. “No,” to J. C, who offered to come to Towanda to see me. ‘* No,” to a Canadian camp-meeting. No, I have not committed myself to C. or anybody else for anything except the Lord and you. ‘Nothing about book from Bro. Sankey or Moody. I agree with you about book and everything. I guess Moody will let G. H. and S. S. alone as it is.
Wife is good and I am glad. All things are working together. Have planned to leave the boys here with Grandma and Aunt Clara, this winter, so wife can go with me. Sent all of our folks (six) to Centennial yesterday for a week. Boys are doing finely.
Where are Charlie and May? Wait, like yourself, deserves spanking. Same to your wife. Yours infirm,
P. P. B.
TowANDA, Sunday, December 17, 1976.
Dear WnnrLB:
We are within ten miles of the boys, arrived here at two o’clock this morning, four hours late; so are spending this Lord’s Day with my sister, where my dear old mother is “waiting.” I am glad for a day with her who gave me my ^rst music lesson. And she is enjoying us so much. We remember you in our morning prayers. Suppose Chicago is all settled. Nevertheless my feeling is the same, though my faith, I hope, is stronger. If He says go I’m ready.
N. B. — The Lord is your Shepherd. He will carry you through. Hope your wife is better. Dear child I may the Lord bless her to-day. We hope to go to Home to-morrow. Shall look for a letter from you soon. I hope the Lord will lead the meeting at P. Give our regards to the singers as well as the players upon instruments “who are there. Also to the Grier House, Tyngs, Reynolds, “Hams,” etc.
In peace 1 go.
No fear I know.
With yon the Mune,
P.P.