Scenes in the West; or, The Sunday-School and Temperance

All nature seemed to be resting in a quiet dreamy slumber. The bee had well nigh laid up its winter store, and many of the birds were preparing to leave for more genial climes i...

Our traveler, after leaving Mr. Steele’s, unfortunately took a road leading from the inhabited portion of country. Night was approaching, and the last sounds of human habitation...

The night having passed, in the morning the missionary felt satisfied that he could not find his way back to the settlement which he had left. For a time he tried to find the ol...

Mrs. Brown, knowing that the missionary had been deprived of the proper kind of food for such a long time, thought it best that he should now take it in small quantities and at...

On Tuesday, a beautiful evening closed the day. At an early hour, the parents, together with quite a number of children, also the youth of this and other neighborhoods, were on...

Early on Wednesday morning, the missionary was on his way to canvass the district. He met with opposition and encouragement among the parents, but the children and most of the y...

Another clear, calm Sunday morning dawned. All nature seemed to be at rest. The missionary had staid over night with a newly married couple. He found them kind and social, and t...

The missionary started on his visiting tour among the people of the settlement on Tuesday morning. The first house to which he came indicated a good share of worldly comfort. He...

According to promise, the missionary was at Mr. Wilson’s house, and he, together with the family, went to the school-house. The words of his text were, “Train up a child in the...

At the appointed time, on the Holy morning, the missionary and Mr. Brown were in the Sunday-school, ready for action. A number had already collected, and after the opening exerc...

Upon one occasion, as the missionary was passing through the western portion of Clear Creek Settlement, he called at a house whose surroundings seemed familiar. The man of the h...

The missionary, after bidding farewell to the kind friends with whom he had spent the night, again went on his way, “Seeking the lost sheep of the house of Israel.” He had not g...

The missionary was loth to depart from this interesting field of labor, but he was called, and must obey. He “threw his mantle” upon the shoulders of a noble young man, whose na...

It will now be our purpose to follow some of the results of the missionary’s labors among these people. In our present narrative we can notice but comparatively few incidents am...

The Sunday-school having been successfully organized, Mr. Steele was extremely vexed, and he withdrew himself as far as possible from those who went with the missionary in the m...

Whilst the Steele family was descending deeper and deeper into sin and degradation, the family of Mr. Brown was advancing in virtue, honor and holiness. Henry and Eliza were fai...

In that beautiful season of the year in which the missionary first visited the West, he was again on his way thither, but not with his pilgrim-staff--that was now laid aside. He...

The murderer had been taken to the county jail to await his trial. In the meantime, suspicion was aroused that the prisoner was George Steele, but he steadily denied it, and ins...