Southport telegraph. [volume] (Southport, W.T. [i.e. Kenosha, Wis.]) 1840-1850, 1845-09-09
How the Mountain Blacksmith was Converted

gions Of Georgia. Mr.. Forgeron, black.
smith had great antipa,hy against all
the ministers, and Methodist ministers in
particular. His shop was in narrow
mountain pass, and he decllred his deter
mina'ion TO whip every Methodist preacher
that passed his shop. The Rev. Mr. Stub.
bleworlh, however, readily consented to
go there, and the following describes his
ride through the mountains:
Forgeron had heard Of his new victim,
and rejoiced that his size and appearance
furnished better subject for his vengeance
than the attenuaied frame Of the late par
son. Oh. what nice beating he would
have! He had heard too that some Melho.
dist were rather spirited aad hoped that
this one might be provoked 10 fight. Know
ing that the clergyman mus. pass on
Saturday, in the afternoon, he gave his
striker holiday; and regaIed himself en-
the beauties Of Tom Paine, awaiting the
approach Of the preacher. 1t was not over
an hour before he heard the words,
How happy they who their Saviour OBJ ey,
And have laid up their treasures in heaven.
sung in full clear voice; and soon the
vocalist, turning the angie Of the rock,
rode up with con.ented smile on his
face.
How are you old Subsidies! Get off
of your horse, and join in my DEVOTION
said the smith.
81 have many miles to ride answered
the preacher, and | hav'nt lime, my
friend! will call when return
"Your name is S tubbleworlh, and you
are triflng hypocrite the Mc,hodisis have
sent here 10 preach eh?'
My name is S,ubbIewor,h,' he replied
meekly.
.Didn'nt you know my name was Ned
Forgeron, the blacksmith, that whips
every Methodist preacher that comes
alongr was asked with an audacious look
'and how dare you come herel'
The preacher replied that he had heard
Forgcroh's name, but presumed he did not
modest well tehay ed travellers
you presume so! Yes, you are the
most presumpluous people, you Methodist,
that ever ,rod shoe leather, any how
Well. whatl you do, you beef-headed dis
ciple youp
M. Stnbbleworil, professed his willing
ness to do any thing reasonable to avoid
such penance.
"Weil there's three thirgs you have to
do, or III mall you into jelly. The frs,
is, you are TO qui, preaching; the second
is, you must wear this last will and tesla
ment Of Thomas Paine mex, to your heart
read il every day, and believe every word
you read; and the third is, that you are To
curse the Methodists in every crowd you
get mo- and the blacksmith shocked
himself, role up his sleeves, and took a
quid of tobacco
The preacher looked on during these
novel preparations, without line OF his
face moving, and at the end replied tina,
The terms were unreasonable and he would
not submit to them.
We'll, you've got whaling to subml'
TO then. I'll tear you into doll rags, corner
ways! Get you down, cussed long faced
hypocri,e.
The preacher demonstrated, and Forge
ron walking up TO his horse, threatened
to tear him Off if he did not dismount;
} whcreupon the worthy man made virtue oil
u neccss ~ and alighted.
i have one request to make, my fricEd /;
tina, is, that you won't b2at me with tn Is
ovcrcoat on; il was present from the la
dies Of nv last circuit, and, do no, wish 10
have it torn.
.OT with it, and that uddenly, you ba
sin faced imp you
The Methods, preacher slowly drew of
his overcoat, as the blacksmith continued
his ii ade of abuse on him and sect, anc
- throwing The garment behind him, he deal
Forgeron a tremendous blow between the
eyes, which laid that person al full lenglt
on the ground with the testament of Ton
Paine beside him. Mr.. Stubbieworth, ltt
the tact Of a connoisseur 10 such matters
J did not wal, for his adversary TO rse, bu
mounte d him with the quickness of a cat
and bestowed his blows with courteous
hand on the stomach and face OF the black
smith, continuing his song where he hat
lest Off on his arrival.
Tongue cannot express the sweet comfort, &c
until Forgeron, from having experiences
first love- or some other sensation equal
" new to him, responded Justify.
Enough! 'nough! 'nough! take him off!
But unfortunately there was no one by
to perform that kind office, except tn
preachers old roam, and he maunched {
bunch Of grass and looked on a. ifhis mas
ter was happy a, q camp meeting.
Now said Mr.. Stubblewor,h, there ar
three things you mus, promise me befor'
let you up
"What are ,heyr asked Forgeron ca
gerly.
The frsi is, TINT you will never moles
y Methodist preacher again
There Ned's pride rose. and he hesiia
ted: aud the reverend gentleman, with IN
usual benign smile on his face, renewe
his blows and sung,
: Il rode on the sky, freely justified l.
And the moon il was under my feet.
This oriental language overcame The bacI
smith. Such bold figures, or someihln!
else caused him TO sing out.
well, I'll do it; III DO it,
You are getting on very WE'LL said NJ
Smbbleworth, Il think can make de
: cent man of you yet. and perhaps chris
tian'
Ned groaned.
The second thing require OF you is
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