UC-NRLF 1 i txcenence Evangelical Work in Canada. Among the /ft E K K. E t F Y j LIBRARY I UNIVERSITY OF ^CALIFORNIA LIFE OF KEV. AMAJSTD PAEENT. REV. AMAND PAREXT. THE i REV. AMANI) PARENT MK 1 ; FORTY-SEVEN YEAR KLICAL WORK I THIRTY- ONK YEARS IN CONN 'HE I had heard too many things about the Methodists? from those who had no love for them, to have my mind dispossessed of prejudice all at once. I had heard them spoken of as crazy people, who went into the woods to hold meetings ; that they remained there for days together, climbing trees and turning summer- saults, and indulging in other grotesque performances. I have reason to know that the priests have more real dread of the Methodists than of any of the other Protestant Churches. They will invent all sorts of preposterous statements regarding them. It is not uncommon for those gentlemen to say, that as soon as a French-Canadian gets into the United States, these rattle-headed Methodists meet him and ask him if he can read the Bible ; then invite him to attend the Methodist Church, saying how glad the minister will be to see him there. If the Frenchman accepts the invitation, the supposition is that by and by he be- comes bewitched, ;nd then he is gone forever. It is said that even the Pope himself, with all his assumed LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 29 power, cannot restore one to the fold of the Church who has been brought under the influence of this dangerous people. Later on I was permitted to be present at a " love- feast," held on the occasion of a Quarterly Meeting. The love-feast in some respects was a counterpart of the one at which I received such a fright. The people were just as demonstrative, probably more so. How- ever, as I had survived the former meeting, and had received no perceptible injury, I concluded I could not fare worse at this ; nor did I. As it was the regular Quarterly Meeting, wine had been provided for the sacrament of the Lord's Supper. When I saw the bottle, and heard the shoutings of " Glory !" and like expressions, together with the loud " Amens," from a score of persons at the same time, I was not quite certain but some of these so full of animation might have partaken too freely of the wine. But then I had read of the day of Pentecost, and how some of the people, amidst the marvels which transpired on that day, said, " These men are full of new wine." The thought of this passage of Scripture led me to think I too might surmise falsely of these Methodists. And now, after a long, intimate and happy union with this people, I know that wine-drinking is not one of their sins. Thinking of the apostles, and the Pentecost, and looking upon the men and women before me, only added to my trouble of mind, and increased my wretch- edness. I now resolved to watch Mr. Lyman's actions more closely than ever, to see if I could not find some fault in him. 30 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. I determined to scrutinize every word and act of his, thinking I should doubtless soon find out his wrong-doing; but I could not, after close observation, take exception to his life, unless it was that he spent too much time in attending religious meetings. So that, like the accusers of Daniel, I could not find any occasion against this Lyrnan, " except I find it against him concerning the law of his God." The exemplary conduct of this Christian man did much to obliterate the narrow prejudices which pos- sessed my mind, consequent upon my early religious training. His life was altogether different from what I had been accustomed to see among my own people. And as a natural result, I respected the man, and began to respect his religion also. Now, there was a prayer-meeting at Mr. L.'s house at which I was present, for, notwithstanding my feel- ings of dread and distrust at first, I usually put in my appearance at the meetings when the time arrived. I had fully made up my mind to take part in this ser- vice by praying in French, but when the opportunity came I could not. I thought the people would laugh at me, so I let the meeting close without praying aloud. My feelings were not, as may be imagined, of a pleasant character just at this time. As there was to be another prayer-meeting the fol- lowing week, I resolved again that I would take part in this meeting, and would pray in English. This resolve somewhat composed my mind, while I anxiously looked forward to the time for the assembling of the praying people. The evening arrived, the usual num- LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 31 ber of Christian people were present, when who should come in but my brother ! Then the enemy suggested that my brother would deride me, and I had not the courage to carry out my good intention. The company separated, and I was more miserable than ever. I was afraid to make any more promises, lest I should not have power to keep and perform them. " Better not to vow, than to vow and not per- form." It seemed as if I could not long endure life if this state of things were to continue. CHAPTER V. MR. LYMAN had a brother living three miles distant, at whose house a prayer-meeting was soon to be held. I made my way to the place. But as I went I was enabled to say, " By the grace of God, I will either pray or speak for the Lord at this meeting." The service had only begun when violent trembling and agitation seized upon me. When an opportunity was afforded for speaking, I rose with difficulty and said : " God so loved the world, that He gave His only be- gotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life." These words came readily to my mind, and as I could not master many words of English, I thought the Blessed Spirit put these words into my mind and mouth. Never at any time before in my life was I so happy. I had 32 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. begun a new existence I had a new life. " A new creature." What did all this mean? I could shout as loud as any of my Methodist friends now. I seemed in a new world. Had men and things around me changed, or was the change in me ? It must be in myself, although it did seem to me that all these people had undergone a transformation since the meet- ing began. I loved them now ; before I respected some of them, now I loved them all as brethren. I thought I could do anything to serve them. The days of darkness had fled. My burden was removed, and I rejoiced with exceeding joy in G^d my Saviour. " O what shall I do my Saviour to praise ? So faithful and true, so plenteous in grace ! So strong to deliver, so good to redeem, The weakest believer that hangs upon Him ! " I went home with dear brother Lyrnan, who was greatly delighted at the conversion of the young Frenchman. To this man I owe an everlasting debt of gratitude. His consistent, upright, godly life, to- gether with his prayers, and the interest he manifested in my general welfare, had a wonderful influence upon me. I passed most of the night in singing hymns I had learned from the Christians with whom I had been associating. When I first saw my brother Abel after my con- version, I told him of the power of God to save, and at the same time presented to him the necessity of personal salvation. I emphasized the fact that Christ only could save us from sin. He too became thought- LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 33 ful and serious, yes, anxious, about his soul. He sought God, imploring mercy, and mercy was obtained. He rejoiced in the knowledge of sins forgiven. Praise the Lord ! The fire of Divine love burned in my soul, and I was eager to have others made partakers of like precious blessings. I had a friend, a shoemaker, to whom I told what God had done for me. I also read the Word of God to him, and invited him to attend the religious services with me. He did so, with results of the most encour- aging character. The Spirit applied the truth to his conscience, and he became greatly alarmed about him- self. Such was his state of mind that sleep forsook him, and in his anxiety he said, " Pray for me. Won't you pray for me ? " About this time he said to me one day, " I am going to meeting to-night, and I want to speak, but what shall I say ?" I asked him if he wished to save his soul, to have peace with God, and become a Christian man ? He promptly replied that was what he wanted. " Well, then, when the minister invites the people to speak, you rise at once and ask those present to pray for you." He was at the service according to promise, and as "soon as an opportunity offered he rose and spoke with ^considerable feeling, making a request for prayer. His request was promptly responded to, and many were soon engaged in prayer on his behelf. Our prayers were heard, for at that meeting he was brought into the liberty of the children of God, and was enabled to rejoice in the pardoning mercy of God. In subsequent conversations regarding his conversion, I have heard him say that he saw two suns. 34 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. Mr. Lyman had taken a great interest in me from the time we became acquainted. Now he said to me, " You ought to preach Christ." Acting on the advice of this good man, a time of meeting was named, and all the French-Canadians of the place came to hear the word from their fellow-countryman. I did the best T could, God helping me. My brother Abel ako gave his experience. Then Mr. Blondin, the con- verted shoemaker, spoke. Up to this time the French people present had been quietly attentive, but one of them now rose to his feet and said, " Now, Mr. Blondin, we can hear the Parents speak, but we do not want to hear you, because you do not tell the truth : you said to some persons the other day that when you were converted you saw two suns at once ; now, sir, we do not believe any such nonsense." I did my best to explain the effect of the Spirit's operations on the human mind, the great change effected in the heart when the natural darkness is removed and our minds become radiant with Divine illumination. Everything seems new, and we appear as if in a world of light. It is difficult to make the carnal mind understand this. The explanation was well taken, and the meeting closed harmoniously. Evident tokens of the blessings of God on my efforts to do good gave me great encouragement to labor on. Every Canadian I could approach I spoke to of Christ^ of the necessity of personal salvation, and I have reason to believe, with good effect. Mr. Lyman was a local preacher. What a boon these men have been to Methodism ! I trust our LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 35 Church will encourage the local preachers, and I pray that their future may be as bright and useful as the past has been. Well, Mr. Lyman would invite me to go with him to his appointments, and as I now took great pleasure in his work the blessed work of invit- ing men to the Saviour I often accompanied him. Sometimes, after he had spoken, he would ask me to speak. At this time I had acquired such a know- ledge of the English language as to make myself pretty well understood, and that without any schol- astic training. Thus opportunity was afforded me from time to time of speaking in public. I had a strong conviction that I was called of God to preach the Gospel of His grace to men. CHAPTER VI. AFTER my conversion to God, in March, 1840, I had a great desire to see my mother now sixty years of age and my brothers and sisters. I wrote my mother, and informed her that I had become a Protestant. I thought it better to let her know before I went home that I had abjured the Roman Catholic Church. This would be a preparation for our meeting. It was my intention to leave for home in September, but 0! how slowly the months seemed to pass. I was anxious to see my own family again, and tell them of the won- drous work God had wrought in me. I prayed for 36 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. direction that my way might be made easy, that help would be given me to do my duty in the fear of God, and that I might be fitted to defend His truth before priests or bishops. I greatly desired that I might be made a blessing to my dear mother and the rest of the family. I was delighted when the first of September, 1840 came, as that was the day upon which I had resolved to return home. And accordingly on that day I turned my face once more towards Canada. But what a change had been wrought in me by the Holy Spirit since I left home two years ago ! " None but they who feel it know." What am I that I should be the subject of such amazing mercy; that I should be in possession of such peace and joy ? I took stage at Insdale. Mass., to Albany, N.Y., one hundred and sixty miles, thence by boat to Whitehall and steamer to St. John's, Que. While on the boat between Whitehall and St. John's, a good opportunity was offered me of conversing with the Roman Catholics on board, of whom there were a goodly number. I inquired of them about the United States, it' they did not find it a good place to live in if they had not found the people very kind, obliging, and attentive to strangers ? To my questions their reply was, that they desired no better people to work for. " Would you," I said, " like to know the true cause of their kindness to every person ? " Yes, they would like to know. " Of course," I said, " there must be some good and sufficient reason for the goodness of heart which they manifest, and for the great prosper- LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 37 ity, the evidences of which are everywhere apparent. In the first place they have the Bible, the Book given to us by God Himself, to teach us how to live that we may glorify Him on earth, and dwell with Him eter- nally after the present life is ended. It is, in a word, a revelation from God to men, that they may know and do His will." I spoke to them of Jesus, the Saviour of sinners, and continued to converse about the Blessed One until we reached Canada. There was a young man on the boat who had been converted a few months after my conversion. He had been listening attentively to all that had been said, and when the opportunity occurred he came and asked me, "if I was not afraid to talk to those Catholics, knowing as I did their hatred of Protestantism, and distrust of even the slightest tendency in that direc- tion. Are you not afraid they will conspire together against you, and throw you overboard ?" " No ; I am not afraid. I am only doing rny duty, and the God whom I serve will take care of me." " I would not dare do it," he said. " They will have your life if you are not careful." I, however, continued during the trip to pray and speak about the one thing needful until we reached St. John's, and I was happy in having this opportunity of sowing the seed. The result will only be known in eternity. I was forty-five miles from home when I left the boat at St. John's. We were four days making the trip between Insdale and that place. During the remaining distance homeward I had a great struggle 38 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. with the foe of humanity, Satan. Numerous were the suggestions now as to my returning. Such as " It would have been better for you to have remained away ; your return is going to give your mother great pain and trouble, and without doubt you will find no shelter, even where you expect it: your friends will turn you out of doors. What are you now but a detested heretic, not fit company for the holy Roman Catholic?" I felt no little concern about my own people, as I wanted to do them good, and only good. Would my way be closed ? Would I have no chance to tell them of the wonderful love of Christ ? I prayed earnestly to God to send me help to qualify me for whatever work He had for me to do, and to make me a blessing to all whom I might meet. It was a delightful evening as I drew near home ; the sun was just setting in great beauty. The western horizon appeared like burnished gold. I could more easily describe the scenes around me than what was going on within. When I left home I was full of fears of another kind. Whatever misgivings I now had were of a different character, for my thoughts and hopes were all turned from the old channel. My feelings at the sight of mother and home were altogether indescribable. Those only who have had such a mother, and whose circumstances correspond in some degree with mine, can form a conception of how I felt. When we met, my dear mother was weeping. I said, " Now, mother, I am back to you again, but not in the same spirit I left you. I am a changed, a better boy/' But she could not speak, LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 39 and it was evident that she was greatly troubled. Her emotion was not that of joy, but of bewilderment. We spent the most of the night in conversation, and it was not until early morning that we retired. During the day I visited several of my former acquaintances, some of whom plainly indicated that they were afraid of me. Others as clearly showed their pleasure at meeting me, and invited me to visit them again. Nearly everywhere I went, the conver- sation would turn upon what some called the " new religion." The whole village was excited over it. Some persons said, " young Amand Parent was a good boy." Others, however, pronounced me decidedly the reverse. But it affords me great pleasure to bear this testimony that a large majority spoke in favor of the <( new religion," as they were pleased to call it. My mother manifested the utmost concern. I was her son, and she felt an interest in me others could not. Her mind was so wrought upon that, during sleep, my name was frequently upon her lips. Once, as my sister and I were sitting together, and mother asleep, as we believed, we heard her say quite distinctly, " Poor Amand is lost." The next day I asked her if she would go with me to see the priest ? She said she would be glad to do so. So we went together to his house and were kindly received. My mother soon remarked that she had come with her son to talk with him (the priest) about religion. The priest asked mother if I was a good Catholic. To which she answered, " No, he is a Pro- testant." " Well, well," he said, " it is only a passing 40 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. fancy ; he is too intelligent to become a Protestant ; it will soon be out of his head, and he will be all right." To this I replied : " Sir, it is not only in my head, but in my heart also." " Don't you believe, then, that we priests have power to forgive sins ? " "I do not, sir ; none but God can forgive sin." ' Then I will show you from the Bible that we have the power." " If you show me your authority from the Word of God, I will at once confess my sins to you," said I. He went into another room to search for his proof on this point. He remained a long time absent, and I remarked to mother, " He cannot find the passage he is searching for, but I know where it is to be found." " Then you had better tell him where it is," she said. I called out, " If you look in the 20th chapter of the Gospel of St. John, and the 23rd verse, you will find what I think you are looking for." He turned to the passage and read, " Whose soever sins ye remit, they are remitted unto them ; and whose soever sins ye retain, they are retained." " Now," he said with a triumphant air, " is not this plain enough to show that we have power to forgive sins? ; ' "Well, sir," I said, " you will admit that the apostles were informed as to their mission ; if they had understood that in the sense in which you do, they would have had those to whom they ministered confessing their sins. But what is the fact ? We do not find during the life of any one of the apostles, that they ever said, either in public or private, ' Come to us and confess your sins, and we will forgive them and grant you absolution, and then you can say a few prayers and it will be all right.' LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 41 No, they never so understood it. When Paul and Silas were in prison, with their feet fast in stocks, praying and singing praises at midnight, and the earthquake so shook the foundation of the prison that the doors were thrown open and the prisoners set at liberty, the jailer cried, ' Sirs, what must I do to be saved?' What was the reply of the Divinely in- structed Paul ? ' Believe in the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved.' He was a faithful minister of Christ, and knew whereof he affirmed. Yes, and thousands since have received the pardon by simply believing in the Lord Jesus Christ." Then the priest, addressing my mother, said : " Madam Parent, your children are very clever ; they can make white appear black, or black appear white." To which mother said, she " did not think her children were any smarter than the children of other people." He soon saw that his flattery did not take with us, and before leaving he said to mother : " Your son is a lunatic, and the sooner you send him away from home, the better it will be both for you and your family." " Sir," said my mother, " I am a Catholic, and I have eleven children besides this one, and I wish from my heart they were all like him." " I am afraid," said the priest, " that he has already done you harm." " No, he has not ; but there is one thing I intend doing I will study his Bible, for he says there is no pur- gatory in it." " No, there is none mentioned in it," said the priest. " Then why are you telling the people every Sunday that the souls of the dead are detained there, suffering as though they were in hell ? And, 4 42 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. when ray husband died, you took money from me to say mass and offer prayers for his deliverance ?" "Well, Madam Parent, the Church teaches that there is such a place, although God does not call it purgatory. But we are in God's stead, therefore you are to hear us, and receive our teaching as from Him." I should have said, that just before this conversation took place, he had invited me to take a place out- side of his house, and, of course, I accepted the invita- tion, and consequently was in the street. The con- versation between mother and the priest she related to me on our way home. Mother's mind was more at ease about me after this encounter with the priest. She did not believe me so much out of the way as she at first had apprehended. CHAPTER VII. THE Sabbath following I went to mass. I did not, however, make the sign of the cross, as I had formerly done, but knelt, as I would have done in my own church. The next day all manner of things were being said about me, and my conduct in church was condemned probably because I had not employed my fingers as dexterously as formerly in making signs. Notwithstanding the absence of outward forms, I could say with Paul, " God forbid that I should LIFE OF REV. A HAND PARENT. 43 glory save in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ." The next Sunday I came in for a large share of notoriety. The priest said, during the service, " There is a dangerous young man in the village ; he has changed his religion, although he has been care- fully and religiously brought up, and now the poor deluded victim's feet are on the verge of hell." He warned the people not to speak to him ; to have no business transactions with him ; to give him no money, nor take any from him. Well, I survived the priestly boycotting, and actually grew stronger. This priest was about to leave the place and go to another parish, and, as a matter of course, wanted the money due him by his parishioners. One elderly lady was behind in dues, and had not the money to pay the father. She asked me to lend her the amount. I said, "Yes, I will lend you the money on condition you tell the priest it came from young Parent." To this she agreed, and gave the money to the rev. father, telling him from whom it was borrowed. He took it, not- withstanding what he had said on the previous Sun- day. While the priest was denouncing me in the church, an accident occurred which might have re- sulted in the loss of life ; but, as it was, few were at all injured. One of the sills of the floor broke, and precipitated about one hundred and fifty people seven feet into the space below. Those who knew me, and had heard the denunciation of the priest, thought the accident a visitation from heaven for his proscription of me. My own idea of the cause was a defective sill. 44 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. A brother of mine, who lived in the same parish came to see me one Lord's Day, and being a man of the world, his conversation was of a character in which I could not join. He attributed my reticence to some other cause, and was displeased. As I was desirous to change the conversation to something profitable, and in harmony with the sanctity of the day, I remarked : " Leandre, you gave me a book when I left home for the United States, with the observation that it was a good book. I have thought so too. Now, brother, let us look at some passages in that book." I opened at the 20th chapter of the book of Exodus, where the ten commandments are recorded. The Church of Rome has omitted several verses from this chapter ; one commandment is missing altogether. "Where," I asked, " is the rest of this chapter ? " He was slow in reply- ing, and bewildered at the announcement, so I con- tinued, " I know, if you do not ; " and I read from my Bible the 3rd verse : " Thou shalt have no other gods before me. Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image, or any likeness of any thing that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath," etc. When I had finished reading, my brother seemed perplexed at what he had heard. " Your Bible is not at all like Mr. Auger's," he said. This Mr. Auger had been in possession of a Bible for many years, which he was in the habit of reading. Although nominally a Roman Catholic, with all his family, he had not been inside of a church for years, except on some special occasion. He had a married son who was living in the house with his father, with whom my brother was on terms of LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 45 intimacy. My brother proposed that he should visit me on the following Sunday, and requested him to bring his Bible. When Sunday came, my brother and Mr. Auger, jun., appeared at my mother's house, and we proceeded to compare Bibles. To their surprise and disappointment, they found Mr. Auger's Bible agreed perfectly with mine ; but they were determined not to let me off with the agreement of the two Bibles. Hence they inquired if I would go with them to see the priest ; to which I gladly consented. On entering the house, we were requested to be seated. The conversation between the priest and the visitors was of a general character for a while, when my brother remarked that I had come with them to converse with him on religious subjects. To this he paid little or no attention for a time, and> turning to me, asked how I liked the States, and what salary I received ? I surmised that he was not anxious for the conversation. " I came here for a short talk upon another subject," I said ; " I would like to have your judgment upon this Bible. Is it a good book ? " This, however, did not elicit any opinion from him as he busied himself just then in concluding a bargain with a man for making a statue, six feet high, to re- present Joseph, the husband of the Virgin Mary. In the meantime I had turned to a passage about images and began to read ; this took his attention as my conversation did not, and we at once made the discovery that he was not utterly indifferent. He be- came excited and angry, and finally ordered me to 46 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. leave the house. I could not do otherwise than obey, and was somewhat apprehensive that he wished to assist me in my exit. When I had left the house he called after me "Young man, when you want good advice come to me, and you will find me ready to give you all the good counsel you may require." " Sir, when I feel like being turned out of a house, you may expect a visit from me, but not until then," I said. *' A good shepherd careth for his sheep, and if one be lost, will seek diligently after it until he finds it ; but a poor shepherd is likely to do just what you have done to-day turn them out, to stray whitherso- ever they will." Both my brother and Mr. Auger left the house quite dispirited, as they saw clearly enough that the priest was unable to defend his own cause against the truth. Mr. Auger, at this time, was one of the principal officers in the Catholic church. From this occurrence these men began the diligent study of the Scriptures. At first they found opposition in the prosecution of this work from their wives. After the lapse of a few weeks, my brother's wife, in his absence, would take his Bible and read it, always leaving it just where she found it. One day, on his return, he at once saw that the book had been removed; he, however, remained silent. But not long after she took up the Bible in his presence, and began to read it with evident delight. The pleasure she expressed to her husband regarding the contents of the book was not begotten in the few minutes spent at that time in its perusal. Ultimately LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 47 the Bible became the daily reading of my brother and his wife. On one occasion a man said to me in the presence of my mother : "The Protestant religion has no power to work miracles." " Have the Roman Catholic priests any power to perform miracles ? " I asked. "O, yes!" " Well, where and when has a miracle been wrought by them ? " " In the next parish," he said ; " the other day a woman who had been sick many years was cured, and it was done on this wise : The priest had a procession formed, and they went along carrying God to the house of the sick woman, and she was cured ; now she is perfectly recovered." " Do you know this t& be true ?" " 0, yes ! quite true," he said, " the priest mentioned it last Sunday." During the week I went with my mother to market in the same parish in which the miracle was said to have occurred, and desiring to learn something further of the truth or falsity of the story, I inquired of a number of persons, and even of her next door neigh- bor. The reply I received from all those acquainted with her was, " She is dying." I then said to mother, "You see the kind of miracles the priests work." There existed the most incredible superstitions among the people, who were ready to believe almost any pre- posterous falsehood. In those days the following popu- lar story was current among the people of Quebec : 48 LIFE OF KEY. AMAND PARENT. If a person neglected partaking of the Sacrament for seven years, he would turn into a lougaroux, a shape- less animal without head or limbs (its mode of locomo- tion is not described). In order to regain his estate of humanity, it was necessary that the blood of the mon- ster should be shed ; this kindly office being usualty performed by a friend, a complete restoration resulted.. After my return home, my mother did everything in her power to win me back to the faith of her Church. Among other things, she went on a pilgrimage to St. Anns, below Quebec city, where miracles were per- formed. She fondly imagined, poor mother, that these efforts would have some influence upon her wayward son. The Roman Catholic Church teaches that " the end sanctifies the means." My mother, at the time of which I write, believed all that the Church taught ; women, as a rule, are more devoted papists than men. Afterward, my mother told me she had not seen any miracles performed herself, but the priests had said they were really accomplished at St. Anns. It was considered a much more serious crime in those days, to curse the wafer than to curse God Him- self. The people would perform work on Sunday which they would not touch on a fete day. If a fete dav should fall on Monday, and there was work which must be done on either Sunday or Monday, it would invariably be performed on Sunday. The Sabbath is of little account with Roman Catholics in the Province of Quebec after mass. Men will take horses to a course to practise for a coming race, and if the priest has a fast horse, he may LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 49 sometimes be seen with the members of his flock on the track ; this is of frequent occurrence, while ball- playing, card-playing, skating, croquet, etc., are some of the games practised on the Sabbath. Political speeches at the church door, and the proclamation of sales, when the service is over, are quite common. These sins are all chargeable to the priests. The people generally do as the priest commands, and the Church authorities could at once wipe out this foul stain from the Church and the country if they so desired. They will have a fearful account to render at the Judgment for permitting their people to indulge in such wholesale desecration. Will the newly- appointed Cardinal set his face against this fearful profanation of the Lord's Day ? I pray he may, and that the morals of the people in this regard may improve. CHAPTER VIII. A MAN accosted me one day, saying, " So you have turned your coat?" I thought of the proverb, "Answer a fool according to his folly." And I answered, " Yes, sir, I have, and for a sufficient reason : my coat was put on when it was very dark, and as long as the dark continued I wore it as at first ; but as soon as the sun rose in the east and cast his bright rays upon my poor coat, begrimed with the dust of years, I saw it was wrong side out, and I turned it right side out, so 50 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. that now I have a clean new coat." " You Protestants," he said, " are not easily caught or puzzled ; you have an answer always ready." This same person made the following statement to me : "A young man who came here a few weeks after your return, whom the people called a Protestant, was brought in contact with the priest. The latter con- versed with him, and no doubt convinced him of the error of his ways, for in a short time he came back to the Church of Rome." That statement, however, did not pass at par value with me. I know too much of Rome, and feel too strongly the power of truth, to believe it. I have not known a single instance of a French-Canadian leaving the Church of Rome, con- sequent upon having read the Word of God, who ever returned to his former allegiance. I have known a few who called themselves Protestants, but were not ; they may have had some few rays of light, felt slight uneasiness as the light dimly revealed their moral condition, but the truth had not been received in its power and fulness. There is a great difference be- tween the dusky twilight of the morning and the blaze of the sun at noon-day. Men who have once walked in the sunlight are not so soon led away from it into former darkness. My mother was fearful to have me pray in the family, lest it should in some way reach the ears of the priest and incur his displeasure, although the family at this time were not doing their duty as good Catholics. They were not attending their church, and those of mv brothers and sisters who were still at LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 51 home with mother were reading the Word of God ; so that they had virtually abandoned their former faith. I felt I could not remain in Canada, and the time was drawing near when I proposed leaving to return to the United States. But when the day came for me to leave, I was undecided about going. I wished to remain in Canada, and do what I could to save my own people, by showing them the good and the right way. But for other reasons it seemed better that I should return to the States. I placed my trust in my Heavenly Father, knowing that if it should be for the best for me to come back to my home at some future time, He would so order my steps, and open the way for my return, and the door, also, for me to preach. My mother and several of the family, as above intimated, were already Prot- estants at heart. Having heard that there were two Protestant mis- sionaries engaged in Christian work, a few miles from St. John's (I was ignorant of their denominational leanings, but they were said to be Protestants), I ad- vised mother, before leaving home, to send for these men. An intelligent Protestant, Francois Xavier Cloutier, with whom I had conversed on the subject of my change of faith, was advised by mother to go and secure a visit, if nothing more, from one of these men. He went and was successful, for not long after, in the month of May, 1841, one of the missionaries came to St. Pie. After the missionary left, many of the people vented their anger upon my mother in abusive epithets. 52 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. In the month of December I sent my mother a small book entitled, "The Journey of Life," which clearly pointed out the significance of life, the necessity of a godly walk and conversation, with the relation the present bears to the future. A few weeks later I received a letter from her, expressing her great delight with the book. In the same letter she said: "How glad I should be to have you at home now to pray with us ; I would not care now what the priest might say about it." A change had been wrought in her heart by the power of the Holy Spirit. She was " created anew in Christ Jesus." One of her neighbors said to her, " Mrs. Parent, your conduct will turn all your friends against you ; already nearly everyone in the village is opposed to you, and they will starve you, or burn your house over your head when you are asleep." " My trust is in the living God ; I am not afraid," was my dear mother's reply. We had sent her eighty dollars from the States, and she had the bills changed into silver. That amount of silver seemed riches in that humble community. It was a bewildering sight to one of the women of the place, who probably had never seen so much money at once before. My mother said to her, " You see how good the Lord is to me, if the priest is against me." No doubt it was from this woman that the report originated that mother had sold herself to the devil, and had obtained a large amount of money from the transaction. One said, " I have seen the money ; surely that must be proof ; where else could so much money come from ?" That person took a LIFE OF REV. AM AND PARENT. 53 sensible view of it who said in reply, " You are a fool! The devil has no money to give ; all he has to give is promises, and Mrs. Parent is a better woman than you think." CHAPTER IX. IN September, 1841, while living in the United States, I sent to Canada urging my mother to come to me with the remainder of her family two of my brothers being already with me. Circumstances pre- vented them from joining me at that time, but as my mother with eight of her children had become con- verted to God, we were a happy family, not withstanding our continued separation. All this time, one thought, one ambition, was paramount, and I was earnestly seeking some avenue for its fulfilment. I trusted that at no distant date I might be enabled to return to Canada, and bear the glad tidings of the Gospel to my French fellow-countrymen. The missionary to whom I have already referred, heard of me while visiting at St. Pie, and through this means I received letters from the Grand Ligne Mission, urging me to go to Canada to engage in evangelistic work among the Roman Catholic French-Canadians in the Province of Quebec, then known as Lower Canada. Nowhere, not even in the oldest centres of Catholi- cism, is there so much ignorant, intolerant bigotry as then existed, and to a large extent still exists, in the 54 LIFE OF KEV. AMAND PARENT. Province of Quebec, and I was anxious to do ray part in the great work of reformation. I learned, however, that this was a Presbyterian mission, maintained and controlled by a committee of that denomination in New York, with Dr. Kirk as presiding officer. Having no sympathy with Calvinism, I for a time hesitated, debating whether to remain in the States or return to Canada and work in connection with this mission. In the year 1842, the late Dr. Cote, one of the ministers connected with the Grand Ligne Mission, came to see me in Massachusetts. He strongly urut after a time I was led to see that God was calling me to the work, and that casting aside all questions of self, it was my duty to obey. I accordingly wrote Mr. Tomkins that if the Church would accept me, I was at its disposal. After my decision was made, a missionary who had been for some time engaged in the French work, and whom I supposed I thoroughly knew, surprised and shocked me by telling me I was a fool to enter the ministry. He said : " 1 have been connected with this work for some years, and find no pleasure in it ; nothing but vexation and trouble ; I am heartily tired of it." I replied that I thought if a man were happy 'in God's love, he would be happy in His work; and the nearer we live to Christ, the more thankful we are to work for Him, even if we do sometimes meet with trouble and reverses. The poor man proved in his after career that he was sadly unfit for the work of saving souls. LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 77 I attended the District Meeting at Clarenceville in May, 1856. After a brief examination I was, by a unanimous vote, recommended to the Conference, the result being that I was taken upon the usual four years' probation. I entered upon my work at Roxton Pond, where I organized a class of twenty members- This was the first Methodist class-meeting established among French-Canadians in the Province of Quebec. Being a novelty, it did not at first meet with general approbation ; but as an encouragement and assistance in the Christian life, its usefulness was ultimately recognized as beyond all question. After my reception in the Conference I resided in Roxton, where I labored for five months, the Lord blessing my work. I moved from there to Farnham, where I rented a small house having only two rooms. I legan rny work here by visiting from house to house. In my visits I found the Roman Catholics very bitter against me, owing to the fact that I had strayed from what in their ignorance they called the " true Church." They did everything they could to drive me out of the place. I at first held meetings in the church, and many of the Catholics came to hear me ; but the priest, hearing of it, told them they must not go, but must drive me from the place. A few nights after this command was issued from the altar of Rome fifteen or twenty men came to my house, and, using a piece of timber for a battering-ram, broke my door to pieces. I jumped out of bed, but could not identify any of them ; but if they thought thus to frighten me awaj- they counted without their host, for I had come to 78 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. stay, and by God's help meant to shake the founda- tions of Rome's altars in that place. At one time I was away on a missionary tour ; my wife and children were alone in the house ; it was in the month of January, and one of those cold nights that are common in the Province of Quebec. About twelve o'clock at night, a gang of Rome's faithful ones' broke the win- dows in the house, and with threats almost frightened my wife to death. My family passed that night with the wind whistling through the house, and were nearly frozen. My wife, who was constitutionally delicate, never got over the effects of it ; she died a short time after. Thus does this monster, wrapped in the mantle of religion, make war on defenceless women and children. During my troubles I was much encouraged by the sympathy of fellow-Christians not only those of our own denomination, but also others ; the members of the English Church were very kind to us. The Lord blessed our labors in the conversion of souls. I was again removed by the Conference of 1858, this time to St. Arrnand, where we found the same spirit of persecution. The priest, failing to frighten me away, next tried to ruin my character by accusing me of bigamy, de- claring one of my wives to be living in Farnham, and the other with me. Farnham was about twenty-one miles distant from St. Armand, and I brought such convincing evidence that they lied, that they publicly confessed it was a story without foundation. This attempt to defame my character resulted in good for LIFE OF REV. AM AND PARENT. 79 the cause of God. While preaching one evening, a woman who ran away from her house because I entered, came up and made herself known to me; she became a good Christian and was the means of doing much good- This attempt at blackmail on the part of Rome was the means of opening up my way for good work. I now took advantage of the tide that for the time seemed to be in my favor, and carried on my work with renewed vigor, visiting from house to house, and reading the Bible to the people. The priest lived six miles away, and therefore his influence was not so direct. After visiting the families in the neighbor- hood, I appointed a meeting, and it was well attended. I was glad to see the English people at the meeting, their presence encouraged me in my work. After establishing regular services at this place, I went to the village of Bedford, and there by appoint- ment I had a good meeting. I was now to have an- other evidence of the hatred of the holy- water men. An Irishman came to my house, and I noticed he was under the influence of liquor ; he had a long knife, and I saw he. meant mischief. His first question was right to the point. Said he, " Are you a Catholic ? " I answered by saying, ' " Yes, sir, one of the best kind." This answer seemed to surprise him ; extending his hand, he thus accosted me, " Shure, thin, you're a man afther me own heart." He pulled a bottle out of his pocket, filled with his much-loved potion, and asked me to drink. I told him I did not use liquor. " Bedad, thin, yer honor, shure ye miss a lot of fun." I thus got rid of a troublesome customer. 80 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. A very intelligent Roman Catholic came to the par- sonage to have me read the Bible ; he became deeply interested in it. One day he asked me if I had any tracts if I had, he would distribute them among his people. I gave him some, and they were the means of doing much good. I had now regular services at St. Armand, Dunham and Bedford, and prayer-meetings twice a week. At one of our prayer-meetings the blessing of God rested on our labors there were nine converted and left the Church of Rome ; this repaid me for all my trouble and persecution. The influence of this meeting was felt among the English as well as the French popula- tion. In the year 1859 I was called to pass through one of the greatest troubles I had yet experienced. My wife, who had never fully recovered from her fright and exposure when our house was broken into, was now called away, and I was left with four motherless children. She who had been the partner of my jo} r s and sorrows, who had stood side by side with me in the batile against wrong, and in many an hour of de- spair had cheered me with her Christian sympathy and childlike faith, was now no more.' There are times when it is hard to say, " Thy will be done ;" but through the grace of God 1 was enabled to do it, and know that my loss was her gain. Her funeral sermon was preached by the Rev. R. A. Flankers, who paid a high tribute to her worth as a Christian. The following Sunday I preached to a large congre- LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 81 gafcion, and the Lord blessed my efforts ; under the in- fluences that surrounded my wife's death the Word was very powerful. After this sermon I asked all those who wished to be prayed for, and desired to lead a new life, to stand up, and all, with two exceptions, rose to their feet. I continued the meeting for two weeks, and as the result we had thirty -six conversions, eighteen Eng- lish and eighteen French-Canadians. I immediately organized two classes, the minister of the English lead- ing one and I the other; and what grand times of refreshing we had ! In this place there lived a man who was a drunkard and bully ; he got into a fight with another man and broke two of his ribs. I visited the man when he was sick, and had some serious conversation with him which eventually re- sulted in his conversion. The report got out that in my preaching I had said disrespectful things about the Virgin Mary ; this bully said he would thrash me for it. At our next meeting he was there with the intention to whip me, but in preaching I spoke as any Bible student would about the mother of Jesus, and he was much surprised. The result of it was that those two pugilistic characters were converted to God and became lambs of the fold. Their wives, seeing the change, also became Christians and wielded a powerful influence for good among their neighbors. One day a man under the influence of liquor came and lay down under my shed and began crowing like a rooster, saying that when Peter denied his Lord the cock crew, and he was crowing because I was like 82 LIFE OF REV. AM AND PARENT. Peter. I have every reason to believe that this same man set fire to my barn, for in about two hours after it was in flames, and I lost everything that was in it. We were nobly aided by our friends in this loss ; the people turned out and helped me to rebuild, and Dr. Bradley gave me all the hay I needed for the winter. This incident gave a new impetus to the work, the Roman Catholics saying the mi.ssionary must be a good man or the people would not help him as they did- How true it is that our extremity is God's oppor- tunity ! At one of our meetings a young Englishman, who was a leader in all that was wicked, was so moved by the Holy Spirit that he stood up and asked if there was salvation for him. I asked him if he was a sin- ner; if he felt he needed a Saviour. He said, "Yes." " Then," said I, " you are just the man Christ is looking for." This man was soundly converted. His mother was opposed to my coming to the place for fear I would disturb her peace and stir up the Catholics ; but after her son's conversion she publicly testified her joy at my coming. While preaching at Bedford, one of the resident ministers came and said I must change my hour of service, as it conflicted with his. I said to him, " It is impossible for me to do this, and, as my mission is to the French people I do not see how it can affect you." " Well," said he, " if you do not comply with my wishes I will send the Irish Catholics to chase you out of the place." I answered him by saying that if he did I would pray that the Lord might convert both them and him ; and that was the last I heard of it. LIFE OF RE\ r . AMAND PARENT. 83 In the year 1860 I again married, the partner of my choice being Miss Maria Stewart, of St. Armand West. During the latter part of the year 1866 I moved to Roxton, my ancient field of labor. I had visited the above-mentioned place during the year with much success, often stopping with a Roman Catholic family. After my arrival the same family often invited me to their house, but being afraid of their neighbors, they asked me if I would be kind enough to come at night. I said I would, so I went every night that it was possible for me to do so, staying from nine p.m. to three a.m. Finally they both got converted to God, and were made very happy in their Saviour. As soon as that blessed event took place they came to meeting. The next Monday morning his father and mother came from Gran by to see them, and the day after the mother asked for holy water. The son's reply to this question was, " There is a bottle in the house, the con- tents of which superstition and ignorance may call holy, but I cannot accept it as such ; I emptied it some time ago." he zeal of this daughter of Rome for her creed, and her interest in the welfare of her son, event- ually gave her possession of the bottle in which the holy water was kept. There being a little left in the bottle, the mother poured it on her son's head, while a smile of fancied triumph wreathed her countenance as she asked, "Don't you feel better, my son ? " The answer came like a winter wind, chilling the hopes of the mother : " No, I feel worse ; that water makes me coLl and wet." The mother, finding the water a failure, thought she 84 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. would try what doctors call heroic treatment, and bring him to the priest. The son, in obedience to his mother's request, went with her to the holy father. (I confess I have not seen much holiness about these fathers unless in their stockings, having no wife to darn them.) In the meantime I had been watching for their return to Gran by. Late in the afternoon I was sur- prised to see Bro. Senical with his wife and family, also his father and brother. Coming as they did from the direction in which the priest lived, and having no knowledge of what passed between him and his mother, I was very anxious about him ; but as subsequent events proved, I had no cause for anxiety. He was fixed on the Rock that Rome's bulls and anathemas have failed to move. On arriving at the priest's the mother introduced him by saying, " Here is our lost son ; Parent has ruined him. Can you restore him to the arms of the Church again?" The priest then began to catechize Brother Senical. The Bible became Brother Senical's weapon. The holy father could only defend himself by saying, "Your Bible is a Protestant book." "This book," said Brother Senical, " is for the world, and if any part of this Bible is not good will you show it to me ? " The priest then said, " Give me your Bible and I will give you a good one. I have not got a Bible just now, but will get one to-morrow." Brother Senical told him not to forget it, for having once realized the power of God's Word he would not be without it. Brother Senical had fought the battle with Rome, and neither her smiles nor her frowns had conquered. LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 85 He had boldly entered her portals and successfully resisted the arguments of her priesthood and the influence of a mother whose maternal feelings were governed by papal influence. He could exclaim, " I am more than conqueror." This victory gave greater impetus to the cause of Christ. The family being a prominent one, those who once opposed the Gospel, when they saw this family embracing the religion of the Bible, reasoned thus: It must be good or they would not accept it. They thus became a lamp lighted in the gloom of superstition which by the brightness of its light illumined the minds of many other children of Rome. The work of God now began to prosper. The next neighbor to Brother Senical was suddenly convinced of the fact that some- thing more than mere form and priestly absolution was necessary to get the peace that passeth all under- standing. Moral courage is one of the grandest characteristics of man. This man was conscious of the errors of Rome, and also conscious of the severity of the ordeal through which he had to pass a struggle in which a multi- tude of forces were opposing him : his parents were ignorant and superstitious ; his wife, who should have been an helpmate for him, was, as all Roman wives are, the tool of the priest. When he could go to meeting without it being known by any of the family, he went. But at last his wife found it out ; then began her per- secution. The combined forces of priest and wife drove him to seek forgetfulness in the wine-cup. One even- ing the presence of God was powerfully demonstrated 86 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. in the meeting, and the heart of this man yielded. He went home, and his wife thought he was sick ; but it was the sickness of the soul which only Christ can heal, and he at last was healed. Yes, He who touched the blind eye in the days of His flesh touched the spiritual vision of this man blinded by Rome, and into his soul poured the everlasting beauty of our Father's love. He learned to read, and began to read to his wife. She ordered him to stop ; he then knelt down to pray, and she tried to drown his voice by various means ; in fact, did everything to try him. He would reason with her, but all to no purpose. At last he came to me for advice. I advised him to take the matter to God in prayer and ask for grace to bear up under the burden, that he might, by an example of Christian fortitude and patience, win her to Christ. For a long time it seemed as if his prayer would not be answered, but as a reward of faith the answer came. We were agreeably surprised one evening to receive an invitation from this woman to take tea. On our arrival at the house I asked the husband what had happened. He informed me there was a change in her conduct, she had been in good humor all week. And this was the last of her opposition to her husband's religion. She shortly after became a child of God^ joined the class, and was until her death a living epistle of Christ's power to save. She died a short time after, leaving as a legacy to her husband and children the memory of a life of Christian love which, though short, was replete with earnest devotion. LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 87 About this time a poor but intelligent family, whose home was about thirty-six miles west of Montreal, moved to Roxton. A short time affcer they came I visited the family ; at first they seemed afraid of me, and it was some time before I gained their confidence. After a few visits I noticed the father came to our meetings. In one of our meetings I prayed for our enemies ; this man noticed it, and he thus reasoned with himself : If these people by the power of their religion can forgive their enemies, I want to have that same power. How true that " God moves in a myste- rious way !" We appointed a meeting a short distance from his house. Bisson came to the meeting, and I saw he was under deep conviction. Finally he came right out from under the power of Rome, and forsaking her priests and her unintelligible masses, paid homage only at the altar of the cross and to our great High Priest, even Christ Jesus. This man often told me afterwards that he hesitated a long time about coming to Roxton ; there were so many French Protestants there, and he was very much afraid he would lose his religion. But he would always conclude by saying, while a halo of joy would wreathe his brow : " Brother Parent, it was a glorious loss, for this loss was my gain ; it was only losing the shadow and gaining the substance." Our Baptist friends having heard of the success of our work, thought they would like to receive some of the fruit, and immediately began to persuade the people that it was necessary to go under water,. But 88 LIFE OF REV. AMAXD PARENT. they failed in their attempts, most of the converts re- maining true to God and Methodism. I think this year was one of the most successful years of my ministry; the Lord blessed niy labors in the conversion of souls. I took up an appointment at a place called St. Pie. It is astonishing the number of saints we have in this Province but the saints of Rome do not influence the morals of the people. At this place my work was signally owned of the Master ; many came out from under the cloak of Rome and the dim light of her altar's candles, and standing surrounded by the radi- ance of the lamps of the Gospel, and breathing the gentle zephyrs of our Saviour's love, felt new life and peace within their soul ; while from their lips there came a song of joy and victory : " Jesus, the name high over all, In hell, or earth, or sky ; Angels and men before it fall, And devils fear and fly." In one of our meetings at this place a very promis- ing young man was freed from the shackles of super- stition. But lynx-eyed Rome saw she would lose a young man of more than ordinary intelligence, "and made the most strenuous efforts to save him for herself. Coaxing, threatening, and all the usual means resorted to by Jesuitism, were tried ; but all failed, and the young man rested not until he had perfect peace. There are man}' Protestants in our beloved Dominion who are inclined to think that Rome is emerging out LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 89 of her primitive form, and that the spirit of intoler- ance of the fifteenth century is gradually Fading away. In order to prove that we are not to accept the seem- ing friendship of Rome as genuine, I will relate an- other incident illustrative of her spirit. In the city of Quebec a young man about twenty years of age, whose parents were Catholics, by some means became possessor of a Bible. Reading and study- ing the Word of God, he became a changed man. His former associates missed him in their usual haunts, they missed him at mass, and noticed he was very remiss in his religious duties. His father at length asked him what was the matter. His answer was that he had been reading the Bible, and its teaching pointed him to the Lamb of God, and not to the priests of Rome. What was the result of the son's action ? The father went to see the priest. Some time after this \ 7 isit to the holy father the father and son were talking; the old man picked up a block of wood, with which he struck the son and felled him to the floor. Some men who were passing at the time heard the noise and ran in and picked up the wounded boy. After the son came to himself he left home, and is now living in the United States. Driven from home by a father's hate, that hatred fanned to such a flame by the priests of Rome that it scorched and burned a parent's love, and nearly made a father the murderer of his own offspring ; and this in our own country, under the light of the nineteenth century ! Go tell to those who have not seen the scars 7 90 LIFE OF REV. AMA.ND PARENT. of a Roman lash, or witnessed the struggles of her captives to free themselves, that she is changed. But to me she is the same until her convent dungeons are open to the world and her confessional shut up for- ever by the power of the gospel. Just about this time I thought I would be honored with the martyr's crown. I was driving homewards, arid the day being extremely warm I was very thirsty. Stopping at a farmhouse near the road, occupied by a Roman Catholic family, I asked the woman if she would give me a drink. She graciously granted my request. I drank the water, thanked her, and drove on. I had .scarcely driven half a mile when I was taken very ill. When I reached home I went to bed and kept growing worse. The Rev. John Davis came to see me, and thought I was poisoned. He gave me a strong emetic, and I got relief. I had all the symptoms of poisoning, and unless it was in the cup of water I do not know where I got it. But the Lord frustrated the % evil designs of Rome, arid made me, one of His most humble ones, the instrument of leading many out from darkness into light. CHAPTER XII. I RECEIVED a very pressing invitation from a Catholic family to visit them. Considering it a door opened by the Lord, I accepted the invitation, and spent a very pleasant time with them. I noticed they were anxious to know something about religion, and I made LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 91 it a point to teach the gospel in my conversation. I visited this family very often after this, until the priest, hearing it, prepared to give me a rough recep- tion. There was a bully in the place who was a tool for the priest, and he met me at the house of this family. You can imagine my surprise to meet my pugil- istic friend there. I paid no attention to him, but took out my Bible and began to read and expound as usual. Finally, he interrupted me by asking if that was a good book I was reading. I answered by asking if he ever heard of a bad Bible. " Yes," he said, " the Protestant Bible is bad." " Now," said I to him, " here is a Catholic and Protestant Bible, and I want you to show me the difference between them." " No," said he, " I am not prepared to do it to-night." "Well, sir, I am prepared to tell you that you know nothing about it ; the priest told you, and you have to believe it. Now, sir, if you were an ignorant man who could not read, there might be some excuse for you, but you know better. You came here to-night for the purpose of retarding the progress of the good work going on ; the priest sent you ; but let me tell you that neither you nor your priest can stop this work, because the Lord Jesus Christ is in it, and not some Papal Nuncio." I now began to get a little vexed at the opposition of the priest and his tools, and I told this man just what I thought about a man who would allow his wife to lock him in the cellar, for I had heard she did so. He started on the double quick for the door and never troubled me again. I saw the same man a few 92 LIFE OF KEV. AMAND PARENT. years after and found him in very poor circumstances. I told him frankly that if he did not repent of his sins he would be lost. I left him then, hoping the Lord would change his heart and that the tool of the priest would become an earnest soldier of the Captain of our salvation. Time after time I have met with just such characters in the seryice of a Church whose characteristic is the gloom of useless symbolism. I had been preaching in Shefford for some time, and the people seemed to be interested in the work. The priest as usual gave strong opposition ; he persuaded the people that the Church of Rome was the only true Church, and that all outside the pale of her influence would be lost. I immediately announced that I would prove from the Bible that the Church of Rome was not the Church of God, and that whatever her primitive history was, to-day she was a mass of corruption. This announcement filled the house, and there were many intelligent men in the congregation. I asked the Lord to help me, and He did. We had a splendid meeting ; the Word seemed to have convincing power. At the close of the meeting one man stood up and acknowledged the truth of what had been said, declar- ing himself to be no more a Roman Catholic. The action of this individual caused a wonderful sensation ; it was like a thunder-clap in the room. Another victory for Christ ! I felt like singing " Praise God, from whom all blessings flow." This meeting was not to be closed without a slight manifestation of Rome's hatred to Protestantism. LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 93 When we were ready to go home we found the door locked on IH, and we had to break the door to get out. The man who locked the door afterwards fell off the wall of a new Catholic church, and was injured so badly that he died from the effects of the fall. But the Lord made this opposition an instrument for good, and Shefford was richly blessed. The general impression among our Protestant people is that the deluded followers of Rome are all perfectly satisfied. This, however, is not the case ; there are many who are conscious that all is not right. As proof of this statement let me relate a conversa- tion I had with a man who did not know who I was. I was in the habit of driving into the country and visiting the homes ; in one of those homes the following conversation took place : " Do you not think your religion costs you a lot of money is it not rather expensive ? " " Yes, sir, it is all money ; the rich have a better chance of getting to heaven than the poor. If a poor man dies the priest can do nothing for him, he is buried without any ceremony. No mass is said for the repose of his soul ; he has to take his chances in the future, and according to Romish doctrine those chances are very poor unless the poor widow can pay for masses for his soul. " When the rich man dies the bell tolls for hours, and when the corpse enters the church they place it on a splendidly decorated dais or elevated stand. Candles of varied hues are placed around the body ; the priest, his attendants, and the church are decked in their most costly apparel, while the soul goes right to 94 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. heaven amid the smoke of Rome's incense. One hundred or one hundred and fifty dollars will give you swift passage to glory, if Rome is true." There are many of Rome's children who are conscious of her inconsistency but are afraid to make public their sentiments. It is a law in the Church of Rome, that if an in- dividual commits suicide, or dies from the effects of liquor, he cannot be buried in consecrated ground. To show how Rome can accommodate her canons to circumstances where she can replenish her coffers by so doing, let me relate the following incident: A young man, the son of wealthy parents, who was attending the Medical College and had ju.st com- pleted his course, received his diploma, and came home preparatory to beginning his practice. He had not been long at home before it was noticed that the ginshop was his most regular resort. He was, in fact, a confirmed drunkard. Here was a sudden blow to parental pride the idolized son a common drunkard ! At last thinking, perhaps, that if he were removed from the influences surrounding him he would reform he was sent to Albany, and money furnished to establish his practice. But all was useless. The father eventually had to bring him home, and in a fit of temporary insanity, caused by liquor, he com- mitted suicide. Now, here is Rome's inconsistency ; she buried him in consecrated, ground. The father's money was the open sesame to the doors bolted by papal laws. A farmer, who was wealthy, became sick and died. LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 95 Before he died he requested to be buried upon his own farm. After his death the family remembered his request, but did not know what it meant. They went to the priest about it, and he said, " Perhaps he thought the ground in the cemetery too wet ; we will bury him under the church it is built on high land." But they had to pay one hundred dollars for the grave and fifty dollars for the mass. If this were the end of this incident it would not startle us very much, but the family stipulated with the priest that the body should not be covered for some time. They had a brother away from home, and they wanted him to see his father. The priest agreed to the proposition. In the spring, when the brother came home, they went to see the priest, but he informed them that he in- tended putting a new floor in the church, and when the old one was taken up he would send for them. On the next Sabbath, after mass, they asked the priest if they could now see their father. " Oh," said this truthful father, " I forgot all about it, and the floor is now put down solid." A short time after, it was learned that the priest had sold the corpse to a doctor for a large sum of money. The boys wanted to prosecute the priest, but the deluded mother told them it would be an un- pardonable sin. This devil with the sacerdotal robes pleaded as an excuse that it was for the benefit of the Holy Church. I am not surprised that many of our Protestant people find it hard to believe that, under the garb of religion, such atrocities can be committed. Could we 96 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. but roll back the gates and let the light of clay flash on the inner gloom of Romanism, such a cha-nel- house of iniquity would meet the gaze of the curious witness as would make him turn from the scene with a shudder of horror. And yet within her cloister walls are the daughters of Protestant parents breathing an air poisoned with the emanations of Rome's dark deeds. If I had a voice that would belt the world with its power I would send its reverberations sweeping across the oceans until its vibrations would touch every mother's heart with its power, and each tremulous note would say, "Save your daughters from Roman convents if you would save their virtue and their innocence." None but those who have been liberated from the power of a corrupt priesthood know the depths of her degrada- tion. CHAPTER XIII. AT about the age of fourteen I went to confession, and the priest's questions during that ordeal were of such a nature as to make virtue blush and drive in- nocence forever away from the character of budding man or womanhood ; and those who enter the confes- sional, children, come out with the first seeds of evil planted in their nature. The confessional is Rome's greatest power. Even the sanctity of home and family life is made subservi- ent to the tyranny of the confessional, like the coils of the serpent as they gradually wound themselves LIFE OF REV. AM AND PARENT. 97 around Neptune's priest, crushing the life and power from his being until Laocoon lay a helpless victim in its folds. So the coils of the confessional are wound around' the family circle until it becomes a helpless victim in the power of a gigantic religious swindle, whose aim is to hoodwink the devotees who in vain seek peace at the shrine of her numerous canonized saints. All this time the work of God was going on, and many Roman Catholics were converted to God and went on their way rejoicing in a free salvation. This was a comparatively new part of the country, and the people as a rule were poor. One of those who were struggling with poverty felt it his duty to pay the preacher something, and he signed two dollars and also bought a hymn-book. This man paid his sub- scription and also provided for his family that year, notwithstanding the anathema of the priest ; his ex- ample was productive of much good. Many followed his example and religion prospered. He was one of the most devoted men, and his wife and family were useful members in the Church. Thus the Lord led us on, and when the storm seemed greatest and the gloom blackest, there suddenly came a calm arid the darkness was illumined by the fulfilment of promises such as " I will never leave thee nor forsake thee." The year 1869 was one of deep affliction. Hitherto our stay was unclouded and the sun of prosperity seemed to shine on our pathway, but now clouds were gathering on the horizon and the storm was about to break. The first intimation I had of the gathering 98 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. storm was the return of my eldest son from college ; he was taken sick with fever and kept getting worse. About the same time another of our family took small-pox, and, after lingering a short time, died. My son was also taken about the same time, and as if our cup of sorrow were not already full enough, I was also stricken with typhoid fever, and our house became a hospital. Surely it was a midnight of sorrow, and to make the storm still more severe, the neighbors were afraid to visit or help us. My wife was worn out with watching, but God sent us a kind friend in Mrs (Rev.) Engalls, whose practical sympathy wonder- fully sustained and helped us. The loss of my children and late wife seemed to be a burden of unbearable magnitude, but He who has said, " Cast your burdens," gave me strength for the burden and heat of the day ; and, gazing on the new- made graves and vacant places by our fireside, I could exclaim: "The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away ; blessed be the name of the Lord." Our Protestant friends sympathized with us in our deep affliction, but the Roman Catholics looked upon it as a judgment on us for leading so many away from the Church of Rome. But, praise God, the storm passed away, and the sky became bright as we caught glimpses of the bright and Morning Star. Looking earthward we saw but the graves of loved ones and the tear of sorrow ; but looking through the rifting clouds, and piercing by the eye of faith the gates of the city supernal, we saw the beckoning hand of our Father calling us to work for heaven and home. LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 99 Blessed be God ! we were enabled to carry on the work, and many precious souls were saved and became champions in the cause of Christ. We toiled on in glad expectancy of the " Well done " of our Father. And now I am to bid farewell to Quebec and her numerous saints, and leave the work that is dear to my heart for other scenes, that I may begin the battle with the enemy of patriotism and virtue under new and different influences. CHAPTER XIV. THE Conference of 1870, which held its session in the picturesque city of Hamilton, appointed me to the Lake Huron District, that I might learn if a missionary in that region would not be a benefit to the cause of Christ. In obedience to the call of the Church I went. I had a brother living there at a place called the Ben. I spent a few days among the French Protestants there. On my way to this place, in the village of Bayfield, being curious to know the history of this people, and meeting with a man who was a Catholic, I questioned him as to their character. I rode with him, and on the way there I spoke to him about religion ; he seemed to be a sincere Catholic. Among other things, I asked him if he knew those French Protestants. Not know- ing my profession, and being French, he took me for a Catholic, and therefore spoke without restraint. He said they were the most consistent people he had ever met. Having known a few of them previous to their separation from Rome, I made special enquiry 100 LIFE OF REV. AM AND PARENT. concerning them, and found they were all sound in the faith and leading exemplary lives. I asked particularly concerning my brother, whom I had not seen for a long time ; his answer was, " He is one of the best men there." I then told him he was a brother of mine, and I felt like praising God for a religion that makes bad men good, and not only makes them good, but keeps them good. This young man at length asked me what my occupation was. I told him I was a Meth- odist preacher. " What," said he, " you are not a Catholic ? " " Oh, yes," said I, " but not a Roman Catholic." After an explanation as to the meaning of the term catholic, we parted, and I trust the seed I feebly tried to plant in his darkened mind may take deep root, watered by the Holy Spirit. As I preached to this people we had many times of refreshing, and my own soul was wondrously blessed with the knowledge that, though in a strange country, the Master was with me, owning and blessing His work. I returned to Hamilton, and the Conference sent Bro. Joseph Dorion from Quebec to take up the work, under whose efficient labors it prospered. In the Province of Ontario papal influence is not so strong, hence it is a land of Bibles. How different from poor papal-blinded Quebec. Forty-five years ago in this Province you could hardly find fifty Bibles ; but, blessed be God, the light is growing brighter, and if Protestants do their duty, Rome's triumphs will soon cease, and Christ shall reign supreme. There is not a more solemn hour during the session of a Methodist Conference than its closing. Here are LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 101 a lot of men who, after a year of earnest toil, sometimes in the backwoods of our country struggling through swamps, or toiling up mountains, weary with work, and receiving but the wages in many instances of a day laborer many of them men who would take the foremost positions in any other avocation. At the close of Conference, the Methodist ministry stand waiting the final reading of the stations ; they have labored three years on their former circuit, have made many friends, and perhaps in the village grave- yard there is a tiny mound indicative of the fact that "the Lord gave and the Lord taketh away." As each man's name is announced, how anxiously they listen for their destination, perhaps it is hundreds of miles from their last field of labor. Then farewells must be spoken, old and tried friends parted with, and new ones made, and yet, amid these scenes of sadness, the servant of God will sing, " happy day, happy day." At the close of the Conference of 1870, you may imagine my surprise, dear reader, when I was informed that my next labor would be among the Indians of Oka. I knew nothing of the Indian language, nothing of their habits, only what I had learned by repute. And that knowledge was not much in their favour ; but being a Methodist missionary my duty was to obey the commands of our Captain. Hence, I immedi- ately began my preparations. And, by the way, that is one advantage a missionary has: it does not cost him much for freight, his possessions are comparatively meagre in quantity. 102 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. It was some time before I had the courage to in- form my wife of our future home ; and as I looked upon my wife and little ones, who, though accustomed to the privations incident to a missionary's life, were strangers to savage nature, it seemed as if I could hardly grasp the fact that we were to bid farewell to a people whose faith, though antagonistic to our own, were at least of the same color and nation, and whose language we could understand. Duty being the watchword of a Methodist mission- ary, the sacrifice had to be made, and we prepared to pitch our tent among the wigwams of the dusky sons of the forest, once the proud proprietors of our be- loved land. At length the day of my departure for the beauti- ful Lake of Two* Mountains came. I took the train for Montreal, arriving there on Friday. Not knowing what means of transport were necessary to take me there, I visited a very dear and valued friend whom I had met at a missionary meeting at which Dr. Punshon presided. Being fortunate enough to find him at home, I told him I was going to Oka, and I wanted information as to how I should get there. This friend, though a layman, was thoroughly imbued with the missionary spirit, and, having frequently visited Oka and its inhabitants, gave me ample in- formation concerning my future arrangements. I shall never forget the hospitality of this friend and his estimable wife, so zealous were they in looking after our comfort. They were, indeed, brother and sister to the missionary and hi.-s family. LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 103 After a hasty goodbye to my friends, I took train to Lachine, thence by boat to Oka. After a pleasant trip on the lake I caught a glimpse of what, in the future, proved to be a home pregnant with hardships ; but, blessed be God, it was but the price of victory. There is always a feeling of loneliness connected with a missionary's first view of his new home, but in the majority of cases this feeling is counteracted by the hearty grasp of the hand as our new friends bid us welcome. My reception on arriving at our destination was such as to damp the ardor of the most enthusiastic philanthropist, unless his philanthropy emanated from some source not found in depraved human nature. It was by the grace of God alone that I was enabled to say, " Not my will, but Thine be done." The boat was at last made fast to the wharf, and I at length stood on the threshold of an experience compared with which all our former labors were but child's play. Here were no pleasant greetings ; no fervent " God bless you, brother;" no sister to cheer the wife of the missionary in this the hour of her trial ; but, .instead, a number of Indians, who gath- ered around us and with fixed gaze seemed to say : <% What business have you here ?" After some time I met with one who spoke French, and he volunteered to show me where Chief Joseph lived. I went with him. Arriving at his dwelling we were informed by his wife that he would not be home till evening. As I walked through the village and saw the indications of Indian indolence and 104 LIFE OF REV. AM AND PARENT. priestly superstition ; dilapidated, dirty-looking homes, and their inmates in keeping with the place, the full realization came on me that my wife and family would have no companions but these, and that we were not only to teach them of Christ, but also teach them cleanliness and decency. " Father, if it be Thy will, let this cup pass from Me," came to my lips. At last Chief Joseph came home. He was a fine, intelligent-looking Indian, and seemed to be born a leader. The great question was, where should I live. The chief and I started out to look for a house, there were none vacant. The only vacant place was a house be- longing to Chief John's mother ; I got two rooms of that, the other part being occupied by two dusky families. It was the only place vacant, so we had to accept the inevitable, remembering that He whose cause we had espoused had not where to lay His head. The next day was Sunday ; we began our meeting about 10.30 a.m. I think there were about one hundred and fifty in the congregation ; they were very attentive and seemed to enjoy the service. The dusky mothers with their papooses strapped on a board, and, by the way, those Indian babies are an example to our more civilized youth, they never disturb the congregation, the mother will hang the board up on a peg as we would our hat, and there they stay, monu- ments of Indian stoicism. In the service the Lord seemed to be with us, but what was my surprise after service to see the male part of the congregation start- ing for a place called the Sand Hill to play lacrosse, LIFE OF REV. AM AND PARENT. 105 Chief Joseph with the rest. Surely, thought I, the Gos- pel does not affect them very much ; but in this act I recognized the influence of Rome's teaching and example. The priests of the Seminary are exceedingly anxious to throw all blame of the Oka trouble on the shoulders of the Methodists, and that they were the cause of the Indians leaving the Church of Rome. But as Rome herself is a gigantic falsehood, so this statement is false. The circumstances of the case are these : The Sem- inary recognizing in Joseph an Indian of more than ordinary intelligence and influence among his tribe, with its usual foresight immediately began to patronize him ; they sent him to college at Montreal in order to prepare him for the priesthood, but He who is no respecter of persons would not allow the mind of this Indian to become dwarfed by the teaching of a religion that, in some respects, is inferior even to the pagan worship of his fathers whose hope was strong in their Manitou and Happy Hunting Grounds. By some means the chief while at college became possessor of a portion of the New Testament, in which he found that Peter had a rnother-in-law, and if a mother-in-law, of necessity a wife. And thus the first weak point in Rome's armour was discovered. Joseph began to question the priest on the subject, but received no satisfactory answer and his faith began to waver. The Seminary, conscious that now he would not be over-zealous in the faith, withdrew their patronage and resorted to other means to secure his allegiance. 8 106 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. There was, however, a nobility in the character of this Indian that scorned anything that was not true, and Rome's false dealings with his tribe were so apparent that he severed his connection with them by demand- ing his rights and the rights of his people. About this time the Indians wanted a chief, and they asked Joseph if he would become their head chief. He complied with their request on certain con- ditions ; the conditions were that they would stand by him in his opposition to the actions of the Seminary. The day for the election of the chief came and Joseph was chosen as leader, not to lead his people against other tribes as his forefathers did to win scalps on the field of battle and return in gory triumph to his tribe but to lead them in a battle against an enemy who would rob them of their birthright and drive them from the ashes of their fathers. Immediately after Joseph's election to the chieftain- ship of his tribe he began the battle against injus- tice. It seemed as if some of the spirit of his fathers sparkled in his eye as, followed by the members of his tribe, he approached the Seminary. Everything in the shape of a stick or weapon of any kind was left behind for fear a wrong construction would be put on their action by the Seminary. They approached the priest determined to have their rights. The priest in charge of the Seminary, seeing the Indians approaching, de- manded what they wanted. Joseph, whose flashing eye sent forth a brighter gleam as the injustice of Rome to his people came up before him, in scathing tones said, ." We have come to inform you, first, that LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 107 you have not dealt justly with us, and that we want you to leave our land, as we do not want to be robbed of our heritage ; and you are yearly robbing us of the best of our property, therefore we would like to have it in more honorable hands." All that nobility of character for which this chief was noted was displayed in this his first battle with a power who for years had been robbing the Indian of his heritage. Here was a courage worthy of imitation : this child of the forest braving an enemy, daring to throw in her teeth the injustice of which she had been guilty ; and this foe of such gigantic power that political leaders bow in sweet submission when she makes her de- mands. Who can but admire the heroism that in scathing terms denounced this power as a robber of individual rights : " This land was given you in trust for the tribe to whom it belongs ; and how have you betrayed that trust ? By selling the timber and filling your treasury with the proceeds of stolen property. This land is ours ours by right of possession ; ours as a heritage, given to us as a sacred legacy. It is the spot where our fathers lie ; beneath those trees our mothers sang our lullaby, and you would tear it from us and leave us wanderers at the mercy of fate. And this you call keeping a trust. Away with such hollow pretensions ! " What was the result of this demand of rights by the chief ? Rome answered the demands of justice by sending to Quebec for a posse of police all armed to 108 LIFE OF BEV. AMAND PARENT. the teeth, and by force of arms made many of the In- dians, with the three chiefs, prisoners. One of the faithful tools of the Pope came to Oka the day before the arrests were made came as an in- quisitor-general. This son of Rome a brother of the bishop thought he would intimidate the Indians by his august presence. This man, as if he controlled the laws of the land, or as if the laws of our country had to bend to the mandate of Rome, speaking with assumed authority, told the chiefs that he would shut them up in Kingston penitentiary for life if they did not obey the priests. This individual also informed Joseph that the Government had bought land for them in Don- caster. Joseph replied by saying, " We will never go there. To go there means extinction. We will not exchange a productive soil for barren rock in order to suit the whim of some Papal Nuncio. We will die on the soil of our fathers, and our bleaching skeletons shall be a witness to nations yet unborn of Rome's in- justice and greed." The prisoners were now taken to St. Scholastic and there brought before the judge, and what was the charge ? It was simply an emanation of the mother of falsehood, a fabrication of Rome. " They came," said the priest, " with the intention to kill the priests of the Seminary and drive them away by force. The In- dians were confined in the jail about seven days. Joseph, ever mindful of the interest of his people while incarcerated, began translating the New Testament into the Iroquois language a work for which he was eminently fitted. The Conference of 1869 will be LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 109 memorable as the period when Methodism became the defender of the Indian. Joseph, after he had thus began the battle, feeling the necessity for some one to lead them spiritually, called on Mr. Delarondi, a Bap- tist, and asked him if he knew where they could get a minister to teach them the plan of salvation. Mr. Delarondi told them they had better go to Montreal and ask the advice of an eminent Christian man who is always ready to help the needy and distressed. This friend of missions asked the Indians if they had left the Catholic Church forever. " Yes," answered they, "we will not be entangled again with the yoke of Rome's bondage." Thus answering affirmatively this question, they were at once the subjects of this Christian gentleman's prayers, and also his work. He provided them with money and seed grain ; but, better still, through his interest their spiritual wants were supplied. And this year, 1869, Methodism took up the battle of the red man, and fought the powers of Rome. And now those Indians recognize in the Christian's God their God ; in the Christian faith their faith ; and will, we believe, find a rest in the Christian's heaven. About this time a very sad accident occurred about five miles from Oka. A brother of the Hon. Mr. Abbott was drowned ; the Indians were sent for to search for his body ; after some time they found it and gave it to his friends. After a few days in Oka, I started for my family in Roxton, in the townships. I made preparation for the journey ; left Roxton early in the morning, in order to 110 LIFE OF HEV. AMAND PARENT. take the train at Granby. After an uneventful journey we at last arrived at our destination and began work among the Indians of Oka. Our furniture was placed in the rooms we had en- gaged, and after a woman's tact had made a proper distribution of our goods, our two rooms began to assume a homelike appearance, and we were happy in prospective rest and comfort. But, alas for our hopes. Scarcely had we lain down to rest ere we became con- scious that our right to possession would be contested. The attack made on your humble missionary and family was of the most severe kind : our foes, though of liliputian dimensions, did not lack courage. The next morning Mrs. Parent prepared for a war of extermination, and after a vigorous and prolonged battle was rewarded with victory. And henceforth our slumbers were not disturbed by an army of blood- drinkers, known generally by the cognomen of bed bugs. On Sabbath morning the Indians began flocking to meeting, and we had a gracious time, only I found it very unpleasant speaking through an interpreter ; however, I soon got accustomed to it. After meeting we had a repetition of the scene of a former meeting, lacrosse, ball and many other games then became the order of the day. I spoke to the chief about it, and told him it must be stopped at once. After explaining to him the nature of Sabbath desecration, he became a champion for the observance of the Sabbath. The Indians were exceedingly ignorant and super- stitious, and to add to these evils there were ten LIFE OF REV. AM AND PARENT. Ill places in the village where liquor was sold. Another evidence of the effects of papal influence : instead of enlightening and civilizing these sons of the forest, they corrupted their simple nature by surrounding them with principles the nature of which is debasing. Under such teaching, and as the result of Rome's superstitious rites and unintelligible masses the Indians were firm believers in witchcraft, and any sickness or misfortune of any kind was attributed to the poor witches; they and they alone were responsible for the evils existing in the tribe. The wife of Chief Joseph was a firm believer in witchcraft, and on one occasion gave me some trouble. One of her daughters died, and Joseph asked me to bury her, requesting me at the same time to preach against believing in witches. I began the service, the second chief being my interpreter. She was quiet while I was speaking, but when the interpreter began she called him a liar, and in every way attempted to keep him from speaking, so thoroughly had Rome hood- winked this woman. It was amazing the control Rome had over those Indians. The year I went to Oka the hay crop was very light, the season being so dry. I saw a man passing with a load of hay. I asked him where he was going. He said, " To the priest." !t How much will he give you for the load?" "Two dollars; I owe the priest ten dollars, and I must pay him in hay." I said to the Indian, " Here is ten dollars ; go and pay the priest, and get a receipt for it." The man did so, and thus saved his hay. 112 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. The long-robed gentlemen of the Seminary were in the meantime trying to coax the Indians back to the Church ; but all their coaxing failed. When coaxing failed they tried more severe measures and attempted to force them into the Church. The Indians were beginning now to see the difference between religion as a reality and a mere form ; they gave practical evidence of their appreciation of the work of the missionary. One day they went to the woods and cut and drew to the home of the missionary enough wood to last him all winter ; and this was not all, those who had no horses came at night when we were in bed and cut it ready for the stove. The priest hearing of what they had done forbade them cutting any more wood, but the Indians paid no attention to him. Then the bailiff came to arrest them, and now began in earnest the pending struggle. We had a prayer-meeting to strengthen the sufferers. When the officer came to arrest them they made no resistance, but immediately went with him, trusting in the Christian's God. They were brought to trial, but through the able defence of an eminent Christian lawyer they were soon at liberty. To show the heart- lessness of Rome's priesthood, I will relate the follow- ing incident : One morning, while the men were in the woods at work, an Indian woman, seeing a priest approaching the house, told him to go back she did not want him in the house. The- priest paid no attention to her entreaties but came on. When he reached the door, the woman put the broom-handle across it in order LIFE OF REV. AMAND PAEENT. 113 to keep him out. This fiend in sacerdotal robes seized the broom, striking the woman a blow which felled her to the ground. He then kicked her. The next day the woman was very sick, and nearly died. This priest was taken before a magistrate, but, as usual, Rome's influence is greater than justice, and he was acquitted. The Indian's cup of sorrow seemed to be full and running over, but, notwithstanding the persecution they suffered, the work of God increased rapidly ; and the gloom of superstition, which Rome had wrapped round them as a mantle, was fading, as the light of the gospel of peace flashed its beauty on their path ; and from many Indian voices might be heard, " Praise God, from whom all blessings flow." We were now engaged in special services, and the Spirit was mightily moving the hearts of the people. There was one case of remarkable interest a young man, about thirty-six years old. He was a leader in all wickedness; a great drunkard; he would be on the spree for a long time, and when in this condition would abuse his wife most unmercifully. One even- ing, in the meeting, I heard some one groaning and crying, and did not know what to think of it. Finally, I closed the meeting, and then I found it was this hard case. At the close of the meeting I went to this young man, shook hands with him, and asked him concern- ing his strange conduct. " Oh," said he, "I am lost !" Pointing him as well as I could to the Lamb of God, I asked him to get down on his knees and pray. We 114 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. all knelt down and prayed with him. It was not long before the peace of God that passe th all understand- ing came into his heart, and he became a sober, indus- trious man. His wife and family came with him to meeting, and became earnest Christians. The con- version of this man was the means of leading many more to the Saviour. There was an old chief, about eighty-five years old, whose wife was a Catholic, whom the priest tried hard to get back to the Catholic faith. He came to me one day and asked me how he should get rid of him. I told him to tell the priest that he would send for me the next time he came, and that settled the matter. One day I noticed an unusual commotion among the Indians. There were about twenty -five of them standing in a group, with fear depicted on their coun- tenances. They seemed to be watching something. I went up to them, and there I witnessed more of Rome's work. A number of Roman Catholics, with two or three bullies among them, all armed with clubs, were threatening them with imprisonment if they did not immediately obey the papal authority. Here was a dilemma. I immediately asked what they wanted. The bailiff, who was a tool of. Rome, said he came to arrest some of the Indians. I asked him to show me his authority. When he produced his warrant I told him to arrest those whom the warrant mentioned and no one else. Turning to the mob, I demanded of them their reason for coming in such a manner to arrest a few men who were law-abiding citizens and had never LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 115 given any offence. I asked the names of those for whom the warrant was made out, and these men gave themselves up without trouble. I told them not to fear the consequences but to look to God for help ; these men were taken from their families to be tried for the same offence, and what was the offence, simply cutting wood on their own land to keep their families from freezing to death. Protestants of our beloved Dominion, and all who love justice, gaze on the devilish cruelty of a power that cares not for the tears of widowed wives or starving children, but with the. iron heel of her power crush the life-blood from her innocent victims in order to appease her greed for wealth and power. Rome, thou mitred and gorgeous-robed woman ; thou whited sepulchre in whose depths are hidden the ruined and decayed corpses of individual liberties ; whose altars are stained with the blood of its helpless victims ; whose incense is putrid with the stench of ruined homes remember that thy charnel-house will be exposed, and for every pain inflicted thou shalt suffer an hundred-fold. Yes, methinks that Oka shall, in the day when your secrets shall be revealed, be written on thy brow ; and when you plead for entrance to the city of the King, from the lips of the Judge shall come, Remember Oka. And as in a procession of angels the dusky forms of those whom you tried to destroy enter the gates of the city supernal, with a loud noise it shall close forever on you and your note of triumph shall be a shriek of despair. 116 LIFE OF REV. AM AND PARENT. CHAPTER XV. THE Conference of 1872 removed me to Lacolle; a native missionary, who could speak the Iroquois language, being sent to Oka in my place. I labored on the Lacolle mission this year assisting the Rev. Mr. Brown, and also taking charge of the French work in the place. The Rev. John Borland had charge of the French district, and being convinced of the necessity for a church at Oka, the school-house being too small, Mr. Borland thought it better for me to go once or twice a month in order to superintend the building of the church. Under the able and wise administration of Mr. Bor- land a man in every way fitted for the work, fully consecrated, and deeply interested in French evangeli- zation a man whose every visit left an influence for good, beloved by all, he made everything secondary to the success of this great work. This entire self-sur- render, together with the blessing of the Master, resulted in great good being done. My time now was altogether taken up with for- warding the interests of the church at Oka. In order to raise the necessary funds for the building, I took a trip to Kingston, and with the assistance of Bro. Shaw collected the sum of $85.50, and this with other sums materially assisted us in our building operations. I had a great deal of travelling to do this year, my appointments being so scattered. Mrs. Parent very LIFE OF KEV. AM AND PARENT. 117 often went with me. The winter of 1873 we had very deep snow. In April of that year we started for a place called Henrysburg ; the snow was melting fast, and as a result there was a great deal of water on the road. Our way lay through a Roman settlement, the night was dark, and we knew not the moment we should be thrown into the water. At last, in a very bad place, we were upset and thrown into the water. Here we were, wet and cold, three miles from home, with no friendly shelter. I determined to try if I could not get help from some of the Catholics. I succeeded in getting a man to help me get my horse up, and we again started on our journey, arriving at home wet .and cold, late at night. In the month of October I again moved to Oka. We had a great deal of trouble moving; we got to our journey's end about nine o'clock in the evening, and had to move into our house that night. I rented a house from a widow woman, a squaw. The house was very dirty ; in the upper part of the house we found an idol a relic of pagan wor- ship. We did not know what to do with it, but decided to hang it out of the window, and let the owner come and get it ; we did so, and the next morning it was gone. I was very much surprised to find an exaggerated account, of this incident in the press afterwards, stat- ing that I had tied a string around the neck of the idol, and had drawn it through the streets. The Indians seemed very much pleased to have us back again ; they manifested their love for the mis- sionary in true Indian fashion, that is, by giving Mrs. 118 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. P. and myself Indian names. They called Mrs. P., Little Heaven, and me they called, Look to Heaven. After getting settled, I immediately turned my attention to completing the church, and for this pur- pose started on my second collecting tour. And although not as successful as the first time, yet I received some encouragement, for which we were grateful. I often thought when soliciting subscriptions for this church, if I could bring the scenes that were being enacted daily scenes that would make the blood of any patriot and lover of individual liberty boil with indignation scenes in which the main feature was : Rome standing like some gigantic monster with sword unsheathed, emitting sparks of fiendish hatred, as she attempted to slay and destroy the liberties of those who for years bore on their backs the scars of her iron heel. If I could bring those scenes in pan- oramic order before the people, the purse of wealth would be open, and the persecuted Indian would soon have a building in which, to worship. After much labor the church was finished and dedicated, and the Indians rejoiced in prospective happiness. But alas ! this was but the signal for renewed persecution by those whose jealousy was aroused by this monument of Christian zeal and fidelity. We were again startled by another arrest, this time a man who was industrious, one of the better class of Indians. The bailiff came in the night and took the father away from the midst of his family. Thus do LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 119 those whose deeds are evil love darkness rather than light. The priest went to see him while he was in jail, and offered to give him his freedom at once if he would go back to the Church of Rome. The Indian answered that he would die first ; he would not be entangled again with the yoke of papal bondage. A short time after this man was liberated, he was in Montreal, and while there saw the coffin of the priest through whose influence he was sent to jail. Looking at the coffin he said, " You sent me to an earthly prison, but God has incarcerated you in an eternal dungeon." The Indians have some songs commemorative of the days when the white man's face was unknown. The following verses I have translated from the original : " In the dark wood and forest wild, My father roved, rude nature's child, With tomahawk and bended bow, To lay the bear and red deer low. My brother in his bark canoe Across the waves so gaily flew, To shoot the wild duck in the brook, Or catch the bright fish in the lake. My mother in the wigwam stayed, The wampum's various hues to braid, Or pound the samp, or dress the skin, Or sew my father's moccasin. And I, a little Indian maid, With acorn cup and wild flowers played, Or by mother sat the livelong day To weave the splinted basket gay. 120 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. I could not read, I could not sing, My Saviour's name I did not know, From out the good Book could not bring The tidings that I longed to know." This man Gabriel lived in a very poor house, a build- ing about twenty feet square, all in one room. He wanted to rebuild it, and for this purpose went to the priest and made arrangements for getting the timber. The priest gave him liberty to cut the trees by paying a certain some of money. Notwithstanding the promise of the priest, when he began to cut the timber he was again imprisoned. While in prison he caught cold, he came home and grew worse, and it was evident he could not get better. He died after about eight days' sickness, and his death was owing partly to the house in which he lived. This man was another victim of papal intolerance, and his as well as the blood of hundreds of his tribe stains the altars of Rome's temples, and will eventually roll in a billow of vengeance, sweeping the last vestige of Romish pomp from the pages of the world's history. About this time I became conscious of the fact that there were many early deaths among the Indians. The mortality was very high, especially among the female portion of the tribe. In seeking for the cause of this I found it could be attributed to nothing but their ignorance of all laws, the observance of which are conducive to health. I have no hesitation in affirming that this evil, as well as others, had its source in the Church of Rome. She being conscious that she could have no absolute LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 121 possession of the land belonging to the Indians as long as the tribe existed, took good care to keep them ignorant of all sanitary laws, thus hastening their extinction as a race, and then she would claim their lands. This may be considered a far-fetched idea ; but those who have watched her actions in her dealings with the Indian in fact, to the careful student of Rome's character it is not at all incredible. This is but the course pursued by her for ages ; and a power governed by principles that are the embodiment of all that is devilish can purs -ie no other course. In order to show on what basis the black-robed gentle- men of the Seminary claimed the exclusive right to the lands of the Indians, let me quote the words of two of her eminent divines. The savages of the Lake of Two Mountains consist of three tribes : The Nipinguins, Algonquins, and Iroquois. The territory occupied by these tribes is attached to the Seminary of St. Sulpice, on the fol- lowing conditions, viz. : That those who are the occu- pants of said Seminary shall provide for the mainte- nance and instruction of the Indians, and in every way look after their interests. Now, have they done so ? If not, then I claim they have forfeited their right to all control of the property. That they have not complied with the conditions is a self-evident fact. On the contrary, they have not only neglected to provide fur them, but have, in every possible manner, left them to their own resources, and even prevented them from helping themselves. This 9 122 LIFE OF REV. AM AND PARENT. was proved at the time of the trial, and, if necessary, further evidence can be given. They have thus for- feited all right to any control of the land whatever. We now had our church nicely furnished, and our congregations were large and attentive. The Indians are nearly all good singers, and we thought we would organize a choir, which we did. We brought our own instrument into the church ; my daughter played and led the singing. We had a choir of fifteen or twenty voices, and it was a treat to hear those Indians sing. They sung in the spirit. Their music attracted many to our services, and we were rejoicing at the success the Lord had given us. A very noticeable feature of change was that even among the Indians who were as yet nominally Catholics all feeling of respect for the priesthood was changed to hatred. As an instance of this, a young Indian was sitting on the steps of the Roman Catholic church one evening ; the priest asked him what he was doing there ; the young man said he was merely resting. The meek dignitary of Rome took hold of him to push him off the steps. The Indian resented by giving the holy father a black eye ! What a change ! The oppressed became the avenger ; and he who once bowed in humble submission at the feet of a papal dignitary now stands on the dignity of his own manhood, and forever snaps the links of Romish shackles. A young squaw, still a Catholic, but who had been enlightened by the Gospel, went to confession ; the LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 123 father confessor put one of those questions that will make virtue blush. She immediately answered by slapping him in the face and left this box of iniquity forever. It was noticeable that during the troubles at Oka the Catholic Indians were never punished for cutting timber or anything else ; they were the pets of Rome and hence escaped her malignant hate. The Protestant Indians, avoiding as much as possible giving their persecutors any cause for making arrests, and Rome finding no way in which she could trouble them, at last invented a plan by which the Indian should feel her hate. Many of the Indians had very good gardens and had fenced them in ; they depended on their gardens for a part of their living. One day the now familiar face of the sheriff and his bulldogs were seen in the village, and the question on every lip was, What are they going to do ? We were not left very long in doubt as to their intentions. They proceeded to the house of Chief Joseph and began to pull down his fence. The chief, who was working a short distance away, came up and asked what he had better do. I told him to keep quiet and I would go and see these men. Arriving on the scene I found the work of demoli- tion going on. I demanded the sheriff's authority for pulling down the fence and destroying the man's prop- erty. He said, " I have the authority of the court." His answer reminded me of a story I heard of an Irishman who had a case in court. On being asked if he lost it, " Shure thin," said Pat, " how could I gain 124 LIFE OF ItEV. AMAND PARENT. it whin the coort is in hell and the devil the judge ?" So it was with the Indians : the court was in the pay and under the influence of Rome, hence the injustice the poor Indians had to suffer. I gave the papal bullies a piece of my mind ; it was getting so warm for them that one of them stepped up to me as if he would strike. A young Indian standing near, and seeing the movement, stepped up and told the bully if he touched me he would mark him for life. Another of those bullies attempted to kick a squaw. I told him not to touch her ; " if she did anything that deserves punishment arrest her, but you shan't abuse her." They had now completed their work of destruction and were leaving the place ; as soon as they were out of sight the squaws began to rebuild the fence. During the whole transaction the Indians had exem- plified in their conduct that meekness and Christian fortitude which is born of firm trust in God. They gave us an example of Christian calmness worthy the imitation of their white brothers. Some of the more warlike spirits said to me, "The priests may be thankful that we have been taught of God that we are not now Catholics. If we had not known the love of God we would scalp every priest in the Seminary." Thus we see that the Gospel can make even the savage nature as gentle as the child. They forget revenge and only love and pity for their enemies exist where formerly their nature would lead them to make the blood of their enemies pay for the injustice done them. LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 125 On the Sabbath following this trouble we had our meeting as usual. After our meeting was over, we were surprised to see flames issuing from the shed ad- joining our house. We hastened to put the fire out, and after a hard struggle we conquered. Had we been half an hour later our home would have been in ashes. The Seminary at length imagined it had struck a deathblow to Protestantism in Oka. It had by one of her gigantic swindling operations got an action against the chief of the Iroquois for building a church on a piece of property which it claimed to own, although the Indians had been in peaceable possession for a hun- dred and fifty years. The whole operation by which the Seminary got this action was a legal farce. Mr. Maclaren, the Indians' legal adviser, was at the court when the trial was to take place, but the other party did not appear ; the second court the same thing happened, the non- appearance of the lawyer of the Seminary. It was arranged by this court that Mr. Maclaren should receive legal notice of the appearing of the lawyers of the Seminary. At the next court the trial was held ; the Romish tools were there, but they did not notify Mr. Maclaren, and thus they had everything their own way, and got a judgment in their own favor. They afterwards tried to prove that they had notified Mr. Maclaren, but they failed to do so, and the failure cost them three hundred dollars. The Indians were now to suffer their greatest loss and their Christian principles put to the greatest test they had ever received. 126 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. One afternoon I was suddenly startled by a man coming with all haste to my house, and from his manner I could see he was the bearer of evil tidings. When within hearing, he shouted, " Oh, Mr. Parent, they are pulling down our church." (See page 157.) Although prepared for almost any outrage on the part of Rome, this news was like an electric shock to me. I said to the man, " Go back, and when it is half down come and tell me." I did not think I could bear the scene. When they had nearly completed their work. I went to the church, and what a scene of destruction met my eyes. Here lay the ruins of a building that cost me many prayers and much labor, the result of earnest work and self-sacrifice of those persecuted Indians ; the house in which the Gospel was preached now a mass of debris, the result of papal hate and jealousy. None can describe my feelings but those who have passed through similar scenes. But I had to control my feelings and give attention to the Indians. I could see by the flashing eye and heaving bosom of the chief and his people that the old warlike spirit of the Iroquois was being awakened. The chief came to me and said, " We will shoot these dogs ; we will suffer no longer." " No," said I, " if you did you would be hung, and your life is worth more than theirs." It required all my influence to keep him from putting his threat into execution ; but, by the grace of God, bloodshed was avoided, and we were able to leave the punishment of these papal demons in the hands of Him to whom alone vengeance belongs. LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 127 This was indeed a day of mourning ; the tears were coursing down the dusky cheeks of men and women, while I could not refrain from weeping. " Ah, Rome, thou hideous monster in the garb of religion, for every tear thou hast caused you shall give a blood drop and your fancied victory shall be but the destruction of your power. And this work of destruction shall sink you deeper in perdition, so deep that as those you have thus caused to weep cleave the air of glory on angel pinions, they shall catch your wail of eternal despair.'' We were having success in our work, although meeting with such opposition. Our Sabbath-school had increased rapidly, and many of the children used their influence to get their parents to attend, and in many instances were successful. Thus, the good seed was being scattered, and the influence of Rome, even among those who were still under her rule, was gradually growing weaker. As an instance of this a woman who was as yet a Roman Catholic, and an eye-witness of the destruction of our church, came to our house and asked if I would take her into the Church, giving as her reasons that she did not think the Catholic religion good, or it would not do such deeds. " But," she said, " your religion is good ; it makes the Indian better ; he does not get drunk and beat his squaw ; the whole village is changed ; the Indians do not get drunk and fight like they used to before you came here." The Indians very often during these troubles would say the priest might be thankful they were Methodists. 128 LIFE OF xtEV. AMAND PARENT. To show the genuineness of the work on the charac- ter of the Indian, I will relate the following incidents: An Indian named Nicola got burned out, and lost everything he had. A short time after, a Scotchman gave him a barrel of flour and some other things to help him in his trouble. This man lived across the river. On Saturday he asked Nicola if he would carry him across the river on Sabbath, and offered him money to induce him to do it. But the Indian, true to his principles, said if he would wait until Monday he would carry him over for nothing. The man was so struck with the fidelity of this Christian Indian that he made it known to the whole tribe, and put five dollars on the collection plate. Another Indian was travelling on the train. A man who was sitting near him pulled a flask out of his pocket, and asked him if he would not take a drink. The Indian said, " No, I do not drink." " Well," said the man, " it will not hurt you." The Indian said, " It may not hurt me ; but there are many others whom it does hurt, therefore I will not use it." The man raised the window of the car and threw the bottle as far as he could. About three weeks after this the Indian received a silver watch accompanied with a letter stating the sender's pleasure in thus recording fidelity to principle. And yet these men whose fidelity to principle is worthy of imitation were treated as dogs. The wife of one of them went to the Seminary to purchase some flour ; it chanced to be a bag she had purchased from them, having their mark on it; the clerk immedi- LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. 129 ately tried to keep the bag. The woman would not 1 give it up, she having bought and paid for it. This fiend in human form seized her by the hair, threw her down and abused her unmercifully. Why this inhuman treatment of this woman? simply because she fought for her rights. It seems to me, dear reader, that Canadians ought to blush for very shame when a power such as Rome is allowed to abuse the wives of the children of the land we love. Let every loyal shout be hushed, every Canadian banner be furled, every tribute of praise to our liber- ties be silenced, until Canada's sons shall make the haughty brow of Rome touch the dust at the feet of Justice, pleading in humble submission for the rights she denied to others. CHAPTER XVI. THUS far I have been leading you, step by step, into the inner court of papal Rome ; now we shall see she will resort to any measure that will accomplish her end. The Indians one day summoned a council cf the tribe for the purpose of considering the advisability of rebuilding the fence around the commons. Forty- five Indians met at this council, and it was decided to rebuild. Rome, ever on the alert, and watching for an opportunity by which the Indians might be driven from their homes, at once procured warrants to arrest them. The Indians decided this time to resist 130 LIFE OF REV. AMAND PARENT. the officers, and for this purpose began to organize and prepare the defence. Some years previous the Government had given the Indians a small cannon. When they began to turn their backs on Rome she took the cannon from them, placing it where it could not be found by the Indians. By some means Chief Joseph had learned its whereabouts. It was found in the cellar of a French -Canadian, and he told the Indians they could get it when his wife was out. The Indians watched the house closely, and as soon as the man's wife, who was a devout Catholic, left the house, they immediately removed the cannon. They then brought the cannon to the school-house. Chief Joseph advised them to go home, but the young men wanted to load and fire it off for their own amusement. For this purpose they started for the wharf, where they usually set it off. On their way to the wharf they noticed flames issuing from a stable belonging to the Seminary. They thought, by firing the cannon, it would give the alarm, and they immediately fired. After giving the alarm, the Indians ran to assist in putting out the fire. Here was an example of doing good for evil. After all their sufferings at the hands of Rome, they were willing to help her in her hour of trouble ; but alas ! this child of the devil, with a robe of self- righteousness on, immediately threw the guilt on the shoulders of those who would aid her in saving her stolen property. Just as the Indians reached the stable they saw a Frenchman coming out of it, look- ing around as if to see if he was noticed. LIFE OF REV. AM AND PARENT. 131 I had gone to Montreal, and came back late in the evening with Mr. Flint, the Witness reporter. I had not heard of the fire until about four o'clock in the morning, when I was awakened by the cannon, and I then saw the fire just above the roof of the stable. I immediately thought that trouble would follow. From my knowledge of Rome, I knew she would try and implicate the Indians. Subsequent events proved my conjectures correct, and that I was not mistaken in papal character. Fourteen Indians were immediately arrested, an inquest was held, and fourteen innocent men were sent to jail. The conduct of the Indians in this trying ordeal was above reproach. While in jail they kept up their prayer-meeting, and the time was passed in singing the praises of Him who has said,