San Francisco County CA Archives History - Books .....Chapter 3 1900 ************************************************ Copyright. All rights reserved. http://www.rootsweb.com/~usgenweb/copyright.htm http://www.rootsweb.com/~usgenweb/ca/cafiles.htm ************************************************ File contributed for use in USGenWeb Archives by: Joy Fisher sdgenweb@yahoo.com December 31, 2005, 4:52 am Book Title: History Of The First Pastorate Of The Howard Presbyterian Church CHAPTER III. FROM that time the construction of the church was pushed as rapidly as possible toward completion. When the first tall timbers were set up on that hill as a part of the frame, the mere sight of them kindled our enthusiasm, for then the prospect of having a house of worship seemed assured. It was made more substantial than any other building that, up to that time, had been erected in the city. Every stick of timber used in its construction had been brought all the way from Maine; for the manufacture of lumber on this Coast had hardly commenced at that time. The interior was finished with plastered walls and ceiling. This was a novelty in San Francisco. All buildings before that had been lined with cotton cloth. The work of construction went rapidly on | through the month of April. We all saw with high anticipations that we were nearing the time when we could leave our rough little carpenter-shop and worship in our new church on the hill. In this state of mind we entered the month of May, 1851. On Saturday night, the 3d, we had collected what was due on the subscriptions, and had paid off the workmen. I had completed my preparation for the Sabbath, and at about ten o'clock was making ready to retire, when a sharp ring of the fire-bell brought us instantly to the window that looked out in the direction of the city, and, sure enough, there was the blaze, seemingly in the neighborhood of the Plaza, already leaping high in the darkness, and the fierce night-wind was blowing just in the direction to carry the fire down through the entire business portion of the city! As we stood looking, the flames rose higher and spread wider, and swept on their fatal course. The heated air-currents, driven by the wind, caught up blazing timbers, and we could see them hurled aloft, blazing and whirling in the air. From where they were seen to fall, blocks in advance, in a moment new columns of flame would leap up, only to hasten forward the work of destruction. We knew that there was no escape from so fierce a fire. Everything was combustible, and as dry as tinder. If there were any appliances at all with which to resist fire, they were useless now. If there were, possibly, one or two fire-engines, there was no water accessible. And so nearly the whole business portion of the city went down before the flames that night. In the short space of ten hours eighteen entire squares were utterly devastated. A few brick stores had been built, and with iron shutters were thought to be fireproof. But, alas! the surrounding heat was so intense in this case, that some who took refuge in them, when they could endure the heat no longer, and tried to get out, found the iron shutters so swelled that they could not be opened! The loss by this fire was said by the "Annals of San Francisco," published in 1854, to be moderately estimated at from ten to twelve millions of dollars. On Sunday morning the city presented a pitiful spectacle. I made my way over the sand-hills to see it. There lay the city, one vast black and still smoking tract, with here and there crumbling chimneys or falling walls, and only three or four brick buildings left standing. The young merchants who had been out all night trying to save something from the flames were exhausted, and so blackened by smoke and ashes that it was hard to recognize them. Many of the very best friends of our church were among the heaviest sufferers. On Monday morning we had to face a problem of great difficulty. So many of the subscribers to our building fund were utterly disabled financially, their stores and goods consumed, and their business at an end, we could not think of receiving anything more from them,—certainly not at that time. And yet there stood our half-finished church building; and where could we look for the means to complete it? There was no church-building society in those days to look to in an emergency. To ask for new subscriptions then would have been absurd. At the same time, to stop the work would destroy confidence in our enterprise. And confidence in religious undertakings was very easily destroyed in those days, and yet nothing could be done without it. A half-finished church-building shut up and abandoned would only illustrate anew the work of the class of people who begin to build and are not able to finish. Besides, it would discourage our chapel congregation, many of whom were recent comers, joining us only in anticipation of our soon entering the new church. And yet, disastrous as the consequences of the suspension of the work would be, it must stop, unless at least four thousand dollars could be provided wherewith to prepare the building for use. There was only one possible way to get this money, and that was to borrow it. There seemed to be a good prospect that if the building was soon finished, there would be such an income from pew-rentals, which at that time could be made pretty high, that the loan might be handled. But the rate of interest was, in those days, so very high that it almost forbade the thought of borrowing. Inquiry was made, however, and a man was found who was willing to lend the money, but only on personal security. When it came to that, two members of our Board of Trustees stepped forward and offered to sign the note as security. That settled the question. The money was obtained and the work went on. The fact that it was not hindered strengthened confidence in our enterprise greatly. People coming into the neighborhood dropped in on Sunday to see what we were like. Some young men were starting manufacing business in the vicinity. Messrs. Egery and Hinckley were establishing the Pacific Foundry at the junction of First and Minna streets. Mr. George K. Gluyas had charge of a machine-shop on the beach, farther round, toward the foot of Rincon Hill. Neephus and Tichnor were building and operating some "ways" on the beach, where Second Street reaches the bay, by which small sailing-craft could be drawn up out of the water for repairs. These young men, and others in various branches of business, attended our services of worship, and gradually became able supporters of the church. The city rose up from its ashes, as it were, in a day. The miners in the mountains were sending down gold and calling for supplies. Supplies for immediate necessity were on storeships in the harbor, and other cargoes would be arriving every few days. It was easy, as it was now the dry season, to put up a frame of scantling and cover it with cotton cloth, and that would serve as a store, and the goods could be shipped to fill the orders. And so business started anew, and by the end of May it had adjusted itself tolerably well to the new conditions. Meanwhile our church building approached completion. When June came, it was so nearly done that we appointed Sabbath, the fifteenth day of that month, as the dedication day. Then all the last things had to be attended to. In the first place, access to the building had to be made as easy as possible. The building stood some thirty feet higher than the present grade of the streets, but the ascent was gradual. Some young merchants laid a sidewalk from Second Street along Natoma Street to the door. A small melodeon was obtained for the choir. We were fortunate in finding one, for although quantities of the most absurdly selected things were shipped to California in those days, musical instruments useful in religious worship were not often among them. But the little instrument served a good purpose on that day, and till the organ took its place, and then it did good service elsewhere, and is perhaps the only thing now remaining that was used on that occasion. The dedication service was appointed to take place at two o'clock on Sabbath afternoon, so that members of other congregations could attend without leaving their own services. When the afternoon came, it was very pleasant to see the long line of people coming to unite with us in the services of dedication. The most convenient way to reach our valley then was by way of the Oriental Hotel, on the corner of Market and Battery streets,— along First Street to Minna and up to Second Street, and then up Natoma to the church. When the hour came, the church was full. Singers from other choirs were with ours, and the pastors of the other churches were with me in the pulpit. They all took part in the services with hearty good-will. I do not recall the names of any individuals in that audience except those of Mr. and Mrs. Howard. Mr. Howard had given us the lot to build on, which was worth at least fifteen hundred dollars, and a church bell which was the largest and finest then in use in the city. I have written a great many sermons in my lifetime, but I have preserved but very few. Among those remaining I find the one preached on this occasion. On reviewing it now, after this long time, I find that it brings to mind very vividly the moral and religious condition of the time when it was delivered. The first verse of the eighty-fourth Psalm was the text, — "How amiable are thy tabernacles, 0 Lord of hosts,"—which was the expression of a feeling that ruled in the hearts of many of us that day. The theme of the discourse was, "Churches and religious institutions the first want of a new state." There was a sentiment abroad that they were not the first want, but that they should be expected to grow up naturally, in a maturer state of society. This sentiment I tried with all my might to combat before that assembly of young business men. I stated, what they all knew to be true, that many came to this new state only to get rich speedily, and did not want any restraints. They had suffered and toiled to get here; they had lived a life but half-civilized in order to reach this opportunity to better their fortunes; and now they do not want to be much reminded of those rigid rules of morality that would interfere with their getting what they came for. So, practices elsewhere deemed doubtful are here regarded pardonable for the time being. Men formerly known as lovers of religious institutions here stand aloof. These thoughts may not be expressed in words, but they have their influence. "Now, is there any reason in them? Why give evil the advantage of the sowing-time in the life, and then when the tares cannot be plucked up without ruining the wheat also, bewail the power of wickedness? "Why should the stream, which at its issue from the fountain can be easily turned into the right channel, be allowed to flow in the wrong direction at first, in the hope that farther on, when it has received tributaries, and has become a torrent, some mighty effort may effect its control. . . . "This is the seed-time, the hopeful period. Now let "us preach and teach and print the truth. Urge the sanctions of law, that forbids sin in the heart. "Arraign men at the bar of conscience. "Before hearts have grown hard, surround them with the wholesome influence of the truth. Teach them where the value of money ceases. Show them the transcendent value of clean hands and a pure heart. And, above all, let this preaching be sustained by that most potent influence of all, — good example, — and it will rarely prove in vain. "As a state, we are just beginning our life. Strictly speaking, we are not yet a year old. We have not yet taken on a character before the world. We are now to determine what that character shall be. "In what degree of respect are we to hold the Bible and the Sabbath, and the institutions of religion? "For these, we well know, are at the foundation of civic virtue. "Don't put off the consideration of these matters to a later period. Build churches where they are needed, and then worship in them. "Support a true and faithful ministry, and do business all the week, loyal to the truth preached. . . . "We are here to-day to set apart this house which we have built to the service of Almighty God. " For months it has been the scene of industry. Early and late we have labored to make it at once substantial and commodious. " We have tried to construct it so that in neatness and convenience it might be worthy of the high purpose to which we set it apart. " To-day we open it, and invite you all to join us in this joyful dedication service. "Henceforth let this house be sacred to the purposes of divine worship. "Here let the Bible speak. "May the burdened heart here find relief. Here may the afflicted find consolation, and may all find this house to be the gate of heaven." The singing of a hymn written for the occasion by Samuel Mathers of San Jose closed the services. Two stanzas of the hymn were as follows : — "On Zion's hill, in ancient days, Jehovah's fane in glory stood, Where Israel oft convened to praise Their mighty Saviour, wise and good. "So let thy glory now appear, O God of truth, thy cause to bless; May thousands flock together here, And our Redeemer's name confess." The city papers, the next morning, gave full description of the occasion, and said that the house marked the opening of a new era in the construction of public buildings in the city, especially inasmuch as it was more substantial, and was finished with plastered walls and ceiling, — a transition from the traditional cloth and paper lining. The week went by, and I had prepared to meet my own congregation for the first time by themselves in our new house of worship. We assembled, as usual, at eleven o'clock on Sabbath morning. The services opened with the invocation and the singing of the first hymn. I rose and commenced the reading of Scripture, when tap, tap, tap, rang out the fire-alarm from the monumental engine bell, and almost before I could look up, the congregation was disappearing with a rush from the doors, for the public nerve in San Francisco had come to be keenly sensitive to the alarm of fire. Shutting the Bible, I followed them as fast as I could, and spent the rest of the day in trying to help those who were working hard to save valuable things from the flames. This fire started well up in the northwestern part of the city, and burned over an area not touched by the preceding May fire. Though it was disastrous to some other churches, it affected us but little. Additional Comments: Extracted from: THE HISTORY OF THE FIRST PASTORATE OF THE HOWARD PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA 1850-1862 BY REV. SAMUEL H. WILLEY THE FIRST PASTOR SAN FRANCISCO: THE WHITAKER AND RAY COMPANY (INCORPORATED) 1900 COPYRIGHT, 1900 BY SAMUEL H. WILLEY File at: http://ftp.rootsweb.com/pub/usgenweb/ca/sanfrancisco/history/1900/historyo/chapter364nms.txt This file has been created by a form at http://www.genrecords.net/cafiles/ File size: 15.4 Kb