The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1844-12-27
Bridgeport.
Correspondence Of the Herald ]

BRIDGEPORT, Dec. 20, 1874.
Elder Knapp again in The Field, and Fdnning the
Dying Embers and Bio,cing Gas for the An,,sse-
ment Of the Peoplc-Scrdps and Crumbs, &c.
DEAR BENNETT
Ours is glorious little city-a city in which
| the immortal Thomas Thumb first breahed tn.
breath of lfe-a city in which General Thomas
Edwards, and his son Alfred, resdes-a city OF
City Bonds, of reputation and of liquidation But
why need we speak of its glorious character-it is
known to all.
The great political race is run-its excitement
ended for a season hardly over, however. before
the great master spirit OF souls-Brother Knapp
descends from the clouds, armed and equipped as
the law directs-the sword OF righteous hang
ing by his slde-streaks Of salvation running up
and down his legs-his pockets cTammed full OF
phias Of wrath-his tall, military hat damned full
OF good sense, and plumes. plucked from the
ened brow, as the hydro oxygen escends Steam
cocks and steam pipes are blowing and snorting--
high pressure engines are goia' it' with the veo-
city OF torked lightning-cog wheels and blowers
are whlrllng round, sounding like ten thousand
swarms of complicated humble bees-ihe wheels
of sin are groanng and echong pil-pat, pt-pat'
under the inhuman and driving propensiies OF the
Infatuated engine-blue streams OF fire emanae
from the smoke pipe OF salvaton-Lehigh and
Lackawana coal iced the devouring furnaces
the boilers OF salvation stand the test-on dashes
the New Jerusalem steamboat, poughing the pol.
uted waters over the deck at every Jump. Hold !
a sinner is washed on the quarter deck-breathe
the Holy Ghost in his nostrlls Hark his bosom
heaves-he whispers glory louder he says glory
-peals OF thunder echo glory Run up the flags
set Zion on the bow-Salvation on the stern,
and Glory, halleluah, on the quarter deck. Ho
the thraldom OF sin is in sight. Bridgeport liz i'm
view-beat the drums-fire the guns-we'll take
the repudiators by siorm-they discover us-they
shake-they bend their jointless knees--down with
the anchor OF the cross-no, up with II, we'll dash
DER the mud flats Of sin, and moor The New ,eru-
salem in Jehovah's dock. Blow off the steam
here Look where 7 Look way over yonder-
see the penitent sinners--see their legs CULVER
see them fall on their knees. Still they come
still they fall room-huddle up together
hear the cries-glory, glory
Our work is done-we have taken the rookery
by storm. To fight against the steamer New
Jerusalem and its captain, is folly, when sinners
conquer the old ship Zion, then they may storm
the ramparts OF heaven and hurl Jehovah IRON his
throne-then, and not till then.
Dear Bennett, the above is a specimen, and /
shall probably give you some more ere long.
find, as the Elder advances, he fires into it con.
sderably strong, and | should not be surprised II
he should kick up considerable OF spree, be-
cause he says he shall stick TO il until the devil
hands over the papers, When this scene comes
of shall probably be present, say next week, 81
alter, because have great curiosity 10 behold
that sage parsonage. When he does come shall
try to make arrangements with him and send him
to the American Museum, because he will be capI-
tai property for my friend Barnum, and, more than
all, wish 10 have our city properly and faithfully
represented in the persons Of Gen Thomas Thumb
and his satanic majesty. Respectfully,
THOMAS II. THUMB, JR