Litchfield enquirer., 1843-01-05


 the terms were unreasonable. and he would uot submit to them
 ell, you have got n Hchaling to submit to- the n, II lHrrup you Ike blazes! IW tear yOl i.ito dtl' rags, curner wevs! Ger down, you long faced hvpacrite.'
 The Preacher remonstrat, ,d, nd Forperon walked up to the horse and threatened to tear him off; if he did not distnnunt: where. upon the. worthy man made a vt ue of ne- cessiiy, and alightcd.
 nave but one request 10 make,mv friend, mat Is. that you won t beat n@with this overcoat on. It was a present from the Ia. dies Of my last circuit; and 1 do moi wish to have it !orh'
 Of with it. and that suddenly, you basin faced imp, vou.'
 The Methodist preacher slowly drew off his surcoat. as the blacksmith confined his tlr ide ot abuse on himself and his sect. and as he drew Iris right hand from his sleeve. and threw the garment behind him. he dealt MT. Forgeron tremendous blow between his eyes.which laid that person at full length on the ground, with the testament of Tho. mas Paine beside him. The Rev. Mr, Stub. oleworth. with the tact of a connosseur in such matters, did not wait for his adversary to rise, but mounted inn with the ouickness of cat; and bestowed his blows with n bounteous. hand, on the stomach and face of the blacksmlh. continuing his song where he had left off on his arrival at the smithv- :" Tongue cannot express tho sweet comfort and S'u' Ill nS sai'es' love' [peace;
 Until MT. Forgeron; from having experi. enced first love- OF some other sensation equally new to him, responded Justify, 'nough! 'nough though take him oT.' But, unfortunately, there was no one by to perform that kiEd office, except the old roan; and he munched bunch of grass, and look. ed on as quietly as if his master was hoppv' at camp meeting. Now saId MT. Stubbleworth, .there are three things which you must promise me be. fore let you up.'
 What are they ?'askcd Forreron eagerlv..
 'The first is, that you will never modest a Methodist preacher again. Here Ned's pride rose, and he hesitated; and the Rev, gentlemen, with his usual benign smile on h's face, reneWedshis blows. and sung
 rode on the sky, freely justified I,
 Ana the moon it was under my feet'
 Ih1s oriental language overcame the blacksmith Such bold figures, or sor,,e- tning else, caused him to sing out, Well. I'll do it-I'll do it!'
 You are getting on very weIl,' said MT. Stubbleworth-'I think l can make decent man of you yet, and perhaps christain.'
 4NCu kTO0Oe0.
 The second thing require of you is, to go to Funklnvlne Creek Meeting house, and hear me preach, to-nnorrow.'
 Ned attempted to stammer some excuse. 'I-I-that is-' ~,'
 'When the divine resumed his devotional hymn and kept time with the music, striking him over the face with the feshy part of his hand
 My soul mounted higher, on chariot of fire.
 Nor did envy Elijah hIs seat"
 Ned's promise of punctuality caused the parsons exercise 10 cease, and al,e words. redolent of gorgeous imagery, died away ii echoes from the adjacent cfags.
 Now the third and last demand make of you is percmptory' Ned was all attention. 10 Know what was 10 come next. You are to promise to seek religion day and night: aud never rest until you obtain it at inc bands of rnerciful Redeemer.' The fallen Inan looked at the decli ming sun, and theu at the pa rson, and knew not what ,o say, when the latter individual began to raise his voice, m song once more, and Ned knew wlut would come next
 .rll do my best he said, in humbled voice. ~
 Well. that's man. said Mr. Stubble. worth. Now get up and go down 10 th0 spring and wash your face, and dust your clothes. and tear up Mr. Paine's testaneSt. and turn your thoughts on high.'
 Ned rose with feelings he had never expe- rlenced before, and went to obey the lavato- ry injunction of the preacher, when that gen. ilemnn mounted his horse, took Ned by the hand. and said :-' Keep your promises ma III Keep your counsel. Good evening, MT. Forgoron--Pll look for you to-morrow,-- and off he rode with the same imperturbable countenance. singing SO loud as to scare the eaglets from their cyrie, in the overhanginp rocks.
 We'll. thought Ned, this is a nice business. What would people say if they knew Ed. ward Forgcron was wIlipt before lis own door m the gap, and by Methodist pre0chsr. loo! But his musings were 'more in sorrow than anger
 The disfigured cOuntenance of Forperon. was of course the subject of numerous m,es.: lions that night. among his friends. t0 which ne replied with stern took they well under. sfood, and the vague remark that he had mel sotsh an accident. Of course, they never dreamed of the true cause. Forperon look. ed in the glass. and perhaps compared inc changing hues of his .black eye from n re- cent sculiie,' 10 the rainbow shipwreck scene - blending every color. into one.' Or. per haps he had never read that story and outv muttered to himself, Ned Forgeron whipped by a Methodist preacherr Ills dreams that night were of a confused 5isagrceabie nature and in tho morning he sAad an indistinct memory of something mn. pirasant having occurred. Al first he could n0t Fecollect the cause uf his feelings. but theA bruises on his face anAE hoAv ooo.x >s.n.l