Martinsburg gazette. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1833-1855, 1843-04-13

The Rev. Mr.. Siu5blcworth wns yer,
much pleased with hisnew station. Hav
ing been transferred from level pin,
wood country, near the confines of Flori
day, the novelty Of moutain scenery an'
pure bracing atmosphere. seemed 10 10
spire him with new life. Complmenlins
all the mothers on the singular beanl,
and intelligence of then children. with Q
delicate allus on to their own personal up
pearance, he soon became general Ia.
vorte. Mr.. s. knew which side Of his
bread the butter WIS on"
The time arriving for his departure II
visit the ,ramontane portion of his paste.
raj care, he was warned Of the dangers
no was about to encounter, but they were
heard with The same placid smile. The
worthy ladies pictured to him "chlmeras
Dire" sufficient 10 have abated the z'ai
of any other individual. But that gentle
man quoted their fears by appealing To
that power that "tempers the wind to the
shorn lamb" with countenance as lamb-
like as could be imagined. And hs de-
parted singing
"At home or abroad on the land, on The se,.
As Thy wants may demand, shsli thy strength ever
They watched him until bis porily per
son grew dim in the distance, aud turned
away, signing that such good maa should
fall into the hands of that monster, The
blacksmith.
Forge ron had heard Of his new victim
and reloiced that his size and appearance
furnished better subject for bis ven
geance Iran the attcnuated frame OF the
late parson. On, what nice beating h"
would have! lie had heard too that
some Methodist preachers were rather
spirited. aud hoped ,hi, one might prove
go, that he might provoke him TO fight
knowing the clergyman must pass on
Saturday in the afternoon, be gave his
striker holiday. and reclining on a bench
RECALLED himself on tho beauties OF Tom
Paine, awaiting tho approach OF the
pr ,acher.
Il was not over an hour before he heard
the words
"How happy aye they
W ha tkeir Saviour obey,
And have laid up their treasure ab5ee. i"
sung in full clear voice and soon the
vocalist, turning IN the argle of the rock,
rode leisurely up with smile on his face.
SLOW are you old slab sides Get off
your horse and join ia my devotlons,"
said the blacksmith.
al have many miles to ride" answer.
ed the preacher, sand havn'i time, my
friend, III call as return.
Your name is Stubbleworth, and you
are the hypocrite the Meihods,s hayesent
here, eh ~
"My name is Stubbeworih," he re.
piled, meekly.
didn't you know my name was Ned
Forgeron, the blacksmith ,chat whips
every Methodist preacher that goes
through this CAPT" WINS asked in ludic
rous hook Sand how dare you come her.'?"
The preacher replied, tina. lie bad heard
Forgeroh's name, but presumed that he
DID not modest well behaved travellers.
"You presume so YES, you are the
most presumptuous people, you Methodists
that ever trod shoe leather, any how
Well, what will you do il don't whip
you this time, YOU beei.headcd disciple
you 7" E.l .-..
Mr.. Stubbleworth pro(cssed wiling.
ness to do any thing reasonable TO AVOID
such penance.
"Well there's three things you have
to do, or IN mail you irto ajelly.--
The frs, is you have got TO quit preach
ing; the second is, you mus, wear this
las, will aud testament Of Thomas Paine
next to your heart, read it every day,
and believe every word you read and
the third is, you must curse the Metho-
disis in every crowd you get into"
The preacher looked on during these
novel propositions without line of his
face beng moved, and al the emf. replied
that the terms were unreasonable aud he
wou d not submit tp them.
"WelI you have got ,ohaliag TO sub
nit to, then. III larrup you like nlaz"s !
IN tear you into doll rags, corner wise I!
Get down, you long faced hypocrte."
The preacher demonstrated, aud Forge.
ron walked up TO his horse andthreatened
10 tear him of, if he did MT dismouni /;
whareupon, the worthy man made it II
virtue Of Necessity, and alighted.
II have but one request 10 make, my
friend that is. you won't beat me with
this ovcrcoat on. II was present from
the ladies of my last circuit, and don't
wish 10 have il torn.
"Of with it. and that suddenly you
basin faced imp you."
The Methodist preacher slowly draw
off his overcoat, as the blacksmith con
,nued his TRADE Of abuse on himself and
his sect and as he drew his right hand
from the sleeve, and threw the carmen,
behind him, he dealt Mr.. Forgeron tre-
mtndnus blow between his eyes, which
laid that person at full length on the
ground, with the testament Of Thomas
Paine beside him. The R~v Mr.. Stub.
bleworth, with the attack Of connms
srur IN such matters. did not wait for hi:
adversary To rise, but mounted him witt
The quickness Of cat, and bestowed hi,
blows with bounteous hand, on lht
stomach and face Of the blacksmith, con
tinuing his song where be had left off or
his ARRIVAL a, The smithery-
Tongue cannot express.
The sweet comfort aud peace,
OF soul In its earliest love-