p. 11 | A Fault-Finder

Publishing Committee · BATTLE CREEK, MICH. · May 27, 1858

A Fault-Finder.

William Dawson silenced a fault-finder whom he met in Leeds, the day after he had occupied one of the pulpits of that town, in the following manner:

Gent. I had the pleasure of hearing you preach yesterday.

Mr. D. I hope you not only heard, but profited.

Gent. Yes, I did, but I don't like those prayer-meetings at the close. They destroy all the good previously received.

Mr. D. You should have united with the people in them.

Gent. I went into the gallery, where I hung over the front, and saw the whole; but I could get no good; I lost, indeed, all the benefit I had received under the sermon.

Mr. D. It is easy to account for that.

Gent. How so?

Mr. D. You mounted the top of the house; and on looking down your neighbor's chimney to see what kind of a fire he kept, you got your eyes filled with smoke. Had you "entered by the door"—gone into the room, and mingled with the family around the household hearth, you would have enjoyed the benefit of the fire as well as they. Sir, you have got the smoke in your eyes.