. The history of Methodism. his father was vexed to find his son spending nightafter night in weeping and private prayer. The youthattempted to relieve his conscience by taking counsel of thechurch rector and following a life of strict morality, but thisstandard was far below the joyous liberty in Christ whichrang out in every Methodist testimony, hymn, and exhortation. One of Daniel Ruffs searching sermons brought matters toa crisis. Garrettson was riding home in despair when thequestion came to him as never before. He cried, Lord, Isubmit! and threw the reins on his horses neck and claspedhi
. The history of Methodism. his father was vexed to find his son spending nightafter night in weeping and private prayer. The youthattempted to relieve his conscience by taking counsel of thechurch rector and following a life of strict morality, but thisstandard was far below the joyous liberty in Christ whichrang out in every Methodist testimony, hymn, and exhortation. One of Daniel Ruffs searching sermons brought matters toa crisis. Garrettson was riding home in despair when thequestion came to him as never before. He cried, Lord, Isubmit! and threw the reins on his horses neck and claspedhis hands. The response came quickly. I felt, says he, that power of faith and love that I had been a stranger soul was so exceeding happy that I seemed as if I wanted 220 American Methodism to take wing and fly away to heaven. On reaching home hesummoned the household and offered public prayer. A fewdays later he bade his slaves go free, being convinced of theiniquity of holding our fellow-creatures in bondage, though. DRAWN BY G. WILLARD BONTE. FROM THE ORIGINAL IN THE METHOOlST HISTORICAL SOCIETY, N. Y. THE SADDLEBAGS OF THE REV. FREEBORN good example of this indispensable feature of the equipment of the circuit rider of the heroic days. he says he had never read a book on the subject, nor beentold so by anyone. It was God that taught me the impro-priety of holding slaves, and I shall never be able to praisehim enough for it. In those days, when, as Watters tells us, every convert wasa prophet, young Garrettson, mindful of the impressionwhich he had received from the nameless brother, was soontelling his experience to all who would listen. With fellow-travelers on the highway and by the firesides of the neigh-boring planters, he told with ardor of his escape from thebondage of sin. The work was starving for lack of helpers,and the keen-eyed itinerants were quick to press such a zeal-ous convert into service. In 1775 Martin Rodda took himaround his circuit. P
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