BULGARIAN CHRISTIANITY.

Oamaru Mail, Volume I, Issue 284, 21 March 1877, Page 3

BULGARIAN CHRISTIANITY.

In Mr. Barkley'st book, "Sport and Travel in ' hi- thus describes his visit to a Gr.ek Church in Urticaria :—" ' Father V iatt, I asktrl tme one »tay, * what time is service in the Urtvk Church at luji Kuui V * Servrc.<, TehelEaby f Ok in the morning. This is Sunday, Tcheltaby, and, if you ride otF at once, yon will be in time for church ; and should the priest have begun before you get there, just stop atul t ■tE him to begin agahi ; he will do it for a glass of raki.' ' Well, this is delightful, t have known a country j»arsori in England who never began service till the squire arrive I - but to whip oil and run a toiled scent for a stranger is quite new, so I -jv iitli be off at once. A gallop of a quarter of an hour brought me to tiie door of the Church a iood-st/.jd, WtH-batlt, stone t'dil'tee, in the shipe of a barn, with the whitest of walls an I reddest of tiles; but tl.e door was. shut. ami, if service was going oft, it was a Quaker one, for :dl wa?; sdent witain. A" L*t 1 saw a i 01.l Mo!daye, and inqtt red of him: 4 litr•, father. E want to know about your Church; when dots the »twit; begin i* "In tlu; morning, Ht'endi/ 'Thts is the morning. I hope it t.-+ not over/ ' No, KiFeitdi, it is begun yet.' ' When will it begin f 'Ah, who knows j'with a shrug of the shoulders. ' Why, yon should, yon old sinner. 1 ant afraid you don't go to Church regularly/ ' Eltendc, I am a wry good man and quite ptotts ; see, T am hung all ovt r with charms against the evil <yc which the priest sells toe. but I don't often go to C lurch-- h >w can I when there is no serv icef "You havem»res:de-t pi ie-;f, perhaps?' ' Oh, Vts, Etiendt, we have, an excellent, wort>y creature I such a '_o>d man. EtFen li, tha" everyone from far and near iMiurs to I tt>* v.;ix c. wiles and charms from him. and each wee 1 * he makes a lot o: money, which enables I iui to get so i'runk on Saturday night that he is like a deaiV man aft Sundays. He is now lying among the nettles at the back of the drinking shop t ler*-, and will not aide t'-» move till nigY'/ *Dos h* often d>> this T I asked. ' Well. EJettdi, I em't exactly say* how oftjn, but this is the titth Sunday he h is spent among thi nettles. J gave the old feilour n cigarette, arid, deuiiuitvg a glass of raki [:e ».ler«l me. win led my way h >mr, tm * iit'ing on the en inn un bhssmg it woul ! b~* if we of the Wr.-itern Church could am dgatnati with the Eastern C iristinu Church