The Ripley advertiser. [volume] (Ripley, Miss.) 1843-1897, 1845-04-19
HUMOROUS.
lCHABoD AND THE BULL,

lCHABOD AND THE BULL,
The following account of Mr.. lchsbod Wings
frst attempt TO preach IN the the town OFF,
New England is condensed from most au
thentic statement in the Boston Galaxy, whose
Editor is ceftsialy not famous for making bulls
The congregation ymet. and the meeting
house was filed, bds II ,iaister pu, il of, ter.
ribly. The bell kept t6iiir4 sHa toIlihq, and
the people thought in never would be DONE
They yawned ana started about, and kept
pecping out at the windows-just az If the ex
pected he would come sooner for that. Al last
Deacon Snacks got up and spoke TO Squire
Barleycorn:
Squire whereas the minister,'
REALLY, Deacon, l don't know. He come
our Of my honse just after me, but he walked 90
slow that got out Of sight Of him.
Its very strange he dont't come
Very strange
Here Miss Deborah neepabou,, .an elderly
virgin, who held the opinion Of Paul Pry, that
the spirit Of inquiry is the grand characteristic
the age in which we live, and who also felt
aparticuar sympathy in the fate Of unmarried
clergymen, thrust her long nose between the
Deacon and the Squire, and asked
Law MED ,acon-Squire-why don't the
minister comet
Then Miss Martha Busybody seeing the
Deacon, the Squire and Miss Peepaboui enga.
ged in > colloquy, wriggled herself into their
company and asked the,ta. question.
Then another and another followed the OK
ample, and there was quickly knot Of people
gathered round the Deacon and the Squire, oil
asking quest iona which nobody could answer,
Nl>~ ~ - hs,ow k,,a
ENG. Every one was asking where the minis.
,e. was. although every one knew that ali the
rest were just as ignorant as himself
Bill Muggs, the Sexton, kept tugging away
At the bell rope till he had toIled the people out
Of patience. But we must leave the bell toll.
ing and the sexton frettng, and the Deacon and
the Squire and the old maids, and al the rest
II the congregation on the tendor hooks OF sue.
pense, and 60 back to zee what has become Of
our friend Ichabod.
Ichabod had slackened his pace after leaving
the house, and falling into a sort Of revere.-
Finding himself rather late before he got near
the church, he resolved to make short cut
across Geld where the road made an angle; so
Jumping over stone wall, he steered directly
tor the church, bu. had not proceeded many
PAGES when he was startled by most savage
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the deepest base ever heard. Lifting up his
eyes, he beheld furious bull making al him
with oil speed and believing like mad. Il is
needless to say shat he took to his heels: the
bull made after him, and Ichabod put on with
al the fleetness he could exert. Four legs are
better than two, and it was soon evident that
the quadruped would win the race. Ichabod
found he could not reach the wall before the bull
would be up with him. Now, thought he, it is
all over with me. His shoes few off, but the
bull kept on. He dropped his hat, but the
etratagem did not take; the bull was not to be
made . fool Of. He threw his sermon behind
him. but with no better success the bull was
not 10 be reasoned with; he gave the man.
uscripta whisk with his tail, and scattered il
into the four winds!
I'm gone! I'm gone!' said. ichabod, for the
bull was close behind. At this instant. he
espied an apple tree close ct hand, ana sum.
moning 81 bic remaining strength, he made one
desperate leap, and was fortunate enough 70
spring into the tree Al the moment the bull was
~ his heels.
Here was an unlocked for deverence, but
unlpckily the bull was not 10 easily Got rid Of.
Tho disappointed Of bis prey, he kept about the
tree with such menacng disposition tha,
lchabod dared not descend. Ii seemed a the
malicious animal knew that he kept the con.
gregation waiting, be stuck to the spot with
such pertinaeity. For two mortal hours did
the Ichabod cit perched upon the tree in sigh.
OF the church. Every minute seemed an age
70 him. He heard the bell toll, toll, toll, and
Zach stroke seemed the funeral kneIl to bic
hopes.
He pictured to bic fancy crowded conereea
uon waiting in anxious suspense, and lost ia
"oooer and amazement ct his non appearances.
'A'ss! said be 10 himself
Il heaf > voice you cahnot hear.
Which bIds me thus delay;
sse the horns Jon cannot see;
Which forca ma here ID sisv