Daily Richmond Whig. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1828-1831, 1830-11-22


reason why tac starvation doesn't kill ye But Just
try your hands upon the Bibie-turn over to the
Methodists-and then how n mouthfui Of cold
wind wi do you for your breakfasts. Once you think
ct fasting and turning Professionals, you're done for
neat and clean as IL Guild Nick was drilling you
through and through With red hat poker. Doesn't
that expound to you the of the eating aud gor
nandizing OF the Brunswckers. They eat and drink
hearty. you scc because they know well enough, the
sna'peens although they won't acknowledge II, that
the true faith isn't in them, and that if they didn't
feed like crammed fowl six times a day, and double
as much ON Sunday. they'd pine away into the clay
under their feet. hut that isn't the way with the
church. The faith keeps you up. Didn't the SA.
Of the world sarve himself forty days and nights
to show sou the way to glory and there's many
one OF sou didn't pass bite or sup for months upon
months together, and the you for il
in the end. There's nothing can kill Catholic but
his own bad works The soul Of me doesn't know
but you'd all live forever, only for something other
that happens to ye Just you're nearly perfect and
whips you oil with flea in your Och! then, it
you could only mend yourselves what a beautiful race
meat nor the buttermlk and that'd be ould the
s every morning ye'd see the grass prowins. There
ye'd ell be on the day Of Judgment hearty hive
of bees with your grey hair twisted down into brce
ches and top boots &c your hides. Shame upon
ye, that won't be Methuselahs every one, when you
know you could live If you lik'd until there wouid't
be living soul in the world but Alderman Brady
King. cocked up on the back of direc. you
on the road to Purgatory. Think o. that, and pay
your dtes, and there's no fear o. you.
You remember, the other day, that the Bibierrxn
challenged the fore in regard 10 the
Scriptures They wanted, you see, to prove as clear
As mud. that the notes were written with the wrong
end OF pen, and that they had much right to the
Old and New Testament, that had the from
the beginning, and that only lent them o. charity
to the Protestants just as Molly Herman would lend
her picture to Kitty Nowlan, expecting she'd return
II when she'd done with it, But the Protestans made
bad of the loan, and got other Scriptures made
from the pattern just as you would get false keys
made to pick lock: they trump up th.ir spu-
rous books to that have the real books of
and that never had any other It's wonder
careful of them, for we were treated so badly when
we lent them in pure friendship that It would be
sin in US to burn em altogether, for fear ed make
sIch born fools of ourselves again.
Yo" know didn't 60 to the meeting boys; and may
be you thought mighty odd that s,aid at home, and
let Father Audy 60 in my place. But Ill seen show
you the meaning o that; athou, one priest time
is enough for regiment of saints, and Father Audy
- no bad hist at controversy. Indeed, Father hudy,
you needn't look down your shoes il the strings
wanted tying; for it's vicar you ought to be, and l
bishop, if every body had his rights.
II was q dream 1 had tina kept me from going.
Now, when priest condescends to dream, you may
be sure there's something going to happen The ass
doesn't ray unless ther-'s to be rain; the corns
your little toe pinch you for rain too; and the ducks
wander about as if they after swallowing love.
powders, when the weather's going to be uncommon
bot And just like that is priests dream, only with
this dIfference-that the wonder o. the rid, instead
of paltry puddle Of shower, splitting heat. is
coming upon you. priest wouldn't waste his time
dreaming for rain hail, or snow, or fine weather, or
any thing o the kind; for he get them any time
for the mere asking o them-no, he dreams for
vortex coruucopia: and them are my mysteries
that you know nothing al all about.
The night uefore the mestIng-that was last Tues
day-(how is your head now. Father Au dy,) we were
sitting, Father Audy and myself, settling all the
points that were t. be unraveed the next day.
don't know how it was but for tho soul of me
coudt per uade myself but that there drop of
PrOtsstatint poison in the wbskey-you know they
stop al nohng-so was resolved TO it out, and
then, IT found that they poisoned me, work mir
acle upon mysefihat would Brighten them suit of their
wit MO Eath pr II DIV nd
myself penetrated TO the very bottom fthe only two
or three bottles we had; and then, well as we
could, considering the poison, went to sleep. You
may be that was determined that if awoke
and found myself dead, not to lose minute until
I'd bring myself to life again, extract the poison and
send it a etterto Dr. Doyle.
wasn't over hour in bed, when thought
heard someody calling, Father Murphy That's
me says /; who wants me:'-'Only friend ofyours,
Father Tom SAYS the us lucky you re come,
says thinking daylight; for if you'd been five
minutes later, you might be CROPPING for atthc fair
Of Atty
With that i thought sat up in my arm chair, for
had notion that fast asleep in bed; and who
DO you think 1t that standing beside me?
You may save yourselves the trouble Of guessing for
you couldn't guess who it was if you were to get
q new set of eyes, and think until you stone
blind 1t was beautiful young angel, spick and
span out Of heaven; and such angel as I! that have
seen bushels of them, never before.
The top o'the morling TO you ami says |. for
she was lady, one of the onld sort-'it's welcome
you are to me this blessed day
Father Tom, says she, shaking me by the hand as
friendly if she knew oil her life Il want you to
come out and take walk with me-
'And whatll you take ma'am, says |, before you
GO? for as was beholden to her for her goodness.
! was bound to treat her respectfully.
Never word she said TO that, but putting her
finger, that was white as shaving, and taper as
n sparrow grass, upon her little mouth, she shook her
head ard walked before me. There she went
without making the lenst noise, just if her feet
for, like yourselves. tho angels wear sloes-wcre
made of velvet. Well, thought, Id follow her in
the manner: but as if there evil eye
over me, the first step took trpped up old has
ket that was lying the ground, and the angel turn
ing ono look at mo, much az tn says Whats COM
ing over you that you're making such clattcr En.
tkcr Tom: shook her pretty little hand at me, and
thon, with beautiful laugh all over her face. walked
on again as if nothing at all had Unopened.
needn't tell you what strange places w6 went
through II isn't for you TO be losing your senses
thinking Of green fields where every daisy a two
and-sixpenny Bit and the cowslips all gold gu
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