Iowa territorial gazette and advertiser. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa Territory [Iowa]) 1840-1846, 1845-11-29

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= A Story OF the Sosaslx west j.
HOW THE MOUNTAIN BLACK
n SMITH WAS CONVERTED. 4 #
The scene is laid in the mountainous re
eions Of Georgia. Mr.. Forgeron, alblack
! smith, had great antipathy. against al
Ministers, and Methodist Minister'S in par
ticnlar. His shop was IN a narrow noun
tain pass, and he declared his deter,aiua
tien to whip every Methodist preacher
that passed his shop. The Rev. b. stub'
bleworth, however, readily consented /.
go there, and the following describes hi,
rides through the mountains. "f a7f
Forgeron had heard of his new victim
and rejoiced that his size and appearance
furnished better subject for his vengence
than The .attenuated frame Of the late par
d son. Oh, what nice beating he would
have! He had heard, too, that some min
listers were rather spirited, and hoped this
one might be provoked to fight. Know
ing that the clergyman must pass on Sun
day, in the afternoon, he gave his striker a
hoiyday, and RECALLED himself on the beau.
tiesoof fom Paine, awaiting the approach
Of the preacher. II was not over an hour
before he heard the words. = ...4 49, i.
ooh, how happy are they who their Saviour obey,
Z And have laid their treasures above
sung in full, clear voice; and soon the
vocalist, turning the angle Of the rock, rode
up with continued smile on his face. =
How are you, old Slabsidesp Get of
your horse, and join in my devotion, said
the smith.
4 have miles to ride answered the
preacher, and l hav n, time, my friend.
will call when lretur,h' y ia 1l.U. el4i@0
your name is Stubbleworth, and YOU
are the trifling hypocri,e the Msthodists
have sent here to preach, eh?'
My name is S,ubbleworth, he mcekly
replied. !.
Dd'nt you KNOW my name was Neu
Forgeron, the blacksmith, that wips every
Methodist preacher that colnes alongs' was
asked with an audacious look; and how
| dare you come leref' Ia tl ~
| The preacher replied that he had heard
Of Fergeron's name but presumed that he
did not m lest well behaved travellers.
You presume 50! Yes, you are the
most presumptious eople, you 1Metlso.
dists, that ever trod sole leather, any how.
Well, what'H you Go, you beef-headed dis
ciple, you?' sf 5+i.f ......v.3 IS
| Mr.. Stub5leworth protested his willing
ness to do anything reasonable to avoid
such penance. @@u 9ai h tss
We'll, there's three things yen have 10
do, OF I'll maul you into Jelly. The first
Is, you must wear this last will and tesla
ment Of Thomas Paine ne Il TO your heart,
read it every day, and believe every word
you read, and the third is, that you are to
curse the Methodists in every crowd, you
) get into;' and the blacksmith chuckled
himself, rolled 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 he replied thai
the terms were unreasonable, aud he would
not submit to them.
We'll, you've got a whalingto submit Il
then, I'll tear you into doll-rags corner
ways! Get down, you cursed long-iacec
hypocrite.' ss.,l, n,f# ..t
I The preacher demonstrated, and For.
geron walking up to the horse threatened
10 tear him off if he did not dismout; where.
npoa the worthy man made virtue Of ne.
cessity and ,alighted. ,..ssf:t, "a 4s.
/ i have one request to make, my friend
that is, you won't beat me with this over
coat on; it was present from the fadie.
of my last circuit, and do not wish Ia
have it torn.'' 9ar b fe*e.o7tf aissi asa<8
"Of with 1t, and that suddenly, you ba-
sin-faced imp YOU
The Methodist preacher slowly drew
off his overcoat, as the blacksmith co,itin.
ued Ills TRADE OF abuse Of him and the sect
and throwing the garment behind him, he
dealt Mr.. Forgeron q tremendous blow
between the eyes, which laid that person
on the ground, with testament Of Ton
Paine beside him. Mr.. Stubblew ofth
with the TACT of q connoisseur in such mat
tiers, did not wait for his adversary to rise
but mounted him with the quickness Of |;
cat, and bestowed his blows with conr
teous hand on the stomach and face Of u,
] Blacksmith, continuing his song where b
had left off on his srriyal-aas i nsigs
Tongue cannot express the sweet comfort I Sc
until Forgeron, from having experiences
first love, or some other sensation equal,
new to him, responded Justly s..i J
Enough! enough! enough! take him off
: But unfortunately there was no one b,
to perform that kind Office, except tn
preachers old roam, and he smunched
bunch Of grass and looked on as if his mas
ter was al camp-neeting. H1t9 aAla.s
.Now, : said S.abbleworth, thsrs ar
three things you must promise me belor
let you up na.,d. s. ...t,,e
what are they?' asked Forgsron, "a
: gerly. l.''' ~ '9 - -
rs .Ths frs. il. thsa yen viii asSer msle,
. Methodist preacher again. aast it:,a
Here Nsd's pride arose, and Be hes