Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, IA [i.e. Ind.]) 1839-1854, 1844-12-20
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A HINT TO Ms. HINES.
.'1he mind of mrf,ai-. in perver.ene.. strong.


.sThe mind of mcf,a.. in petver.eness strong.
lmbtbes With dire dociiity the wrons"
Who but remembers to have seen heard, or
read something of that great impostor, Joanna
Southcoio-shc who could barefacedly asser, that
1t was her lot and divine commission TO give birth
to the Messiah. tho Son of C;od and by fearless
audaciv soducc thousands TO become her follow.
ersl Speaking of this impostor, brings to mind
story which we remember 10 have heard from an
authentic source.
Il was Joanna's doctrine, that all who believed
IN her should never fall victims 10 death; but that
they would be scvcraily called for and carried to
Heaven by angel. One of her prosel ties
the wife of hard -aboring. honest man, who lived
in the vicinity of overwhelmingly did
this woman harranguo her unbcieving husband a.
bout her newly imbbcd religion. His breakfast
disturbed by tho relation of her ridiculous
dreafs his dinner he either prepared himself or
did without IT, for his wife literally follow
or of Joanna Southco.e.-Each evening
made unque, by the coatinued warning, that
angel would come that very night and carry off
his better half, , a consummation devoutly to
be wished, doubt. The poor man, at last
ried beyond all endurance; concluded that il
necessary that tho angel should call soon; and
accordingly sought means and opportunity to &C.
complish his desire. Long after they had retired
one night, tho good womans midnight sermon
was pu. to end By loud rapping at tho door.
"There's tho angel!'' cried the wife.
:.Nonscnso.'' answered the husband.
ooh, but il is, ard must co.
Lay still. you silly thing, till see who it is.''
Tho husband pat his head out of the window
and cried who's Thereof
AN Augcli answered coarse voice.
The Dewitt cried tho husband.
NO zur, 4 cg'ar angel, come atcr your wife"
=. thought so" cried the wife; farewell. John.
| must CO. Thus saying. she jumped out Of bed.
Bat you won. 90 though. will you Zuky"
anxiously asked the husband.
won't thought Oh Johnny. Johnny, why
don't yoI believes ana you'd gone tooi-Good
bye, Johnny, good bye, the angel is waiting!"
"Wcli, if you must, YOU must, it can't DO ho-
pen,' cried the husband.
Thcrcupon the wife hurried down stairs whore
she found dark looking man ian angel no doubt)
waiting with donky She comforta-
biz seated behind he angelic conductor, and the
two rode off. Now the good spirit had conveyed
his charge 70 about the distance of three miles
from the house, when suddenly he stopped short
and bade her aiight asserting that he had to go
and bring another, passenger who was going tho
same homcward way.
~ on won't be long, good Mr.. Angel, for it's
awful cold on this Gro bank will you,"
sob, no, good Mistress Mortality, | shant DO
over two or thrco--get up Dobbn, and the An
gel rode away.
The poor woman waited long tme and began
10 imagine that the two or throo minutes waxod
to hours. The old clock Of Manchester ha. toll
cd one; the wife could Jus. ds,ing uish the sound
as il f1oatod on tho stiffness of the night She
musing on heavenlythIngs, and ever and anon,
gave ven; to a sigh for her sin suffering husband.
The Clock struck two,-Doubts began to work in
the womqn's brain, family at first, but gathering
thicker and da rlcr time waxcd away, n good
deal (as the poet would saw as twilight brings in
it tho goomicst hours. Nor did she seriously be-
gin to envy the comfortable situation which she
supposed her husband TO DO enjoying. Could it
be that she was deceived! The clock struck
threc Yes, in hc~ heart she actually denounced
Joanna Southcoto all Of her doctrines; and trudg-
cd her way home with settled determination of
pouring water on as many angels or devils as
should ever call her from we'll warmed bod.
She arrived at her house and knocked several
times very loud at the door.
NV hos thefe!' cried the husband ut last, put
ting his head out Of the window.
"Oh! Johnny. do let me ini'' answered voice.
let who inv
.Your dear frozen wife,
go away, go away, you have gotten to tho
wrong house. You mistake me for some other
miserable fellow
'Oh no, Johnny, I'm your poor wife, do let me
sect away with your nonsense, tell We there's
no such bad news. An angel carried off my
wife TO Heaven four hours ago, thank his kind
ness
Il tell you, Johnny, it's no such thing, he
an impostor. I'll mover have anything moro to
DO with any of those creatures again, Joanna, nor
any of them
'Are you suro OF that, cried tho delighted
husband.
..Ob yes. if you'll only let in I'll promise
you any thing said the imploring wife.
/ The husband took the poor woman at her word.
and admitted her on conditions that, believe, she
never afterwards violated.
/ The sabbath.
!. must be- admitted that the Jews know much
about Sabbath keeping any other people. and
| think ana | venture to assert, without fear OF
contradiction that they were never known TO ira
vel with their horses cattle to the Synagogue
on the Sabbath. And am given to understand.
that if any ono ventured to do 50, such an ono
would be dealt with forthwith. and If persisted in,