Contributions to the Historical Society of Montana . d work building upthe prayer meeting. Discouraged, it was abandoned. It^as no use to try. My decision was (juietly made. Twoshould constitute a quorum, and I was sure one of them•could do the janitor work if it was necessary. From a hum-ble birth it lived and grew and God blessed it. Only oncedid it drop down to two present, Mrs. Agnes Taylor andmyself; and to her surprise the prayer meeting was heldas usual. One stormy night, when the snow was over afoot deep, Mr. Wylie and another met me in the large brickM. E. Church and we held our meeti
Contributions to the Historical Society of Montana . d work building upthe prayer meeting. Discouraged, it was abandoned. It^as no use to try. My decision was (juietly made. Twoshould constitute a quorum, and I was sure one of them•could do the janitor work if it was necessary. From a hum-ble birth it lived and grew and God blessed it. Only oncedid it drop down to two present, Mrs. Agnes Taylor andmyself; and to her surprise the prayer meeting was heldas usual. One stormy night, when the snow was over afoot deep, Mr. Wylie and another met me in the large brickM. E. Church and we held our meeting. Probably no work or enterprise proved more helpful toour little church than the services conducted by the eldersand deacons while I was down the valley once per month,when sermons from Talmage, Spurgeon and others wereread. Then the time came when the mid-week prayer meet-ing was likewise conducted by the laymen. About the sametime a conspiracy arose against the pastor being janitortoo, and six men agreed to serve for two months each, while f. THE FIRST PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH OF BOZEMAN. 1. The Building of 1880. 3. Elder Edward M. Gardner. 2. Deacon John Craig.* 4. Elder William W. Wylie. ?Deceased Jan. 24. 1890. PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH HISTORY. 323 Mr. Sanders agreed to saw the wood, in place of the pastordoing it. Well! Well! How I would like to go on. But I cannotwrite one-tenth the memories that ask for recognition. Ourchurch building, small, but pretty: I saw the first stakedriven and the first sod taken up. Plow I crawled all overit, and painted all over it! Yes, on the south side of theroof, about eight or ten feet from the tower, I slipped onthe sliingles and spilt some paint. If I were there I wouldlook for the spot on the roof. It was not the only slip andspill and spot I made; but long ago I asked the HeavenlyFather to blot them all out and overrule for His own namessake. Wliat a heartache it was to see the new church, not yetfinished, falling apart! I had been away f
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