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AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF JOHN B. GOUGH.
my address, which occupied but from fifteen to twenty
minutes, was listened to very attentively. How queerly
I felt in that pulpit, the faces all turned toward me. Tiie
strangeness of my position made me very nervous; my
mouth was dry, my knees very weak; but I got on, for I
had a simple story to tell. At this time nothing was
farther from my intention than becoming a public speaker;
in my wildest flights I never dreamed of this. I can sin¬
cerely say, that I was urged to give these early addresses
solely by a hope that good through my instrumentality
might be done to the temperance cause, to which I owed
my redemption.
The Washingtonian movement, as it was then called,
was becoming very popular, and meetings were held con¬
stantly in school-houses and churches, halls and vestry-
rooms, all over the country; meetings for experience,
where perhaps three or four would occupy the time; to
many of these meetings I was invited.
Prior to delivering this address at Milbury I had pm’-
chased a new suit of clothes, the first which I had been
able to get for a long period. They came home on the
day fixed for my speaking. Now I had been so long
accustomed to my old garments that they had become, as
it were, a part and parcel of myself, and seemed to belong
to me, and feel as natural as my skin did. My new suit
was very fashionably cut, and as I put on the articles one
by one I felt more awkwardness than, I verily believe, 1
ever exhibited on any similar occasion in the course of
my life. The pantaloons were strapped down over feet
which had long been used to freedom, and I feared to
walk in my usual manner, lest they should go at the knee.
The vest certainly set off my waist to the best advantage;
but it did not seem on a first acquaintance half so com¬
fortable as my ancient friend, although the latter had long