The northern galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1844-1848, 1845-10-14
MISCELLANEOUS.
ASTORY OF THE SOUTHWEST.

blacksmith, had great antipathy against al
Methodist ministers in particular. His shop
was in narrow mountain pass, and he de-
cIared his determination to whip every Meth
dist preacher that passed his shop. The
Rev. d. Stubbleworth, however, readily con-
sented to go there, and the following describes
his ride through the mountains:
Forgeron had heard Of hsnew victim, and
rejoiced that his size and appearance fur
nished abetter subject for bis vengeance
than the attenuated frame of the late parsor.
Oh, what nice beating he would have! He
had heard, 100, that some ministers were rath-
er spirited, and hoped that this one might be
provoked to fight. Knowing that the clergy
man must pass on Saturday in the afternoon
he gave his striker a holiday, and RECALLED
himself OH the beauties of Tom Paine, await
ms the approach Of the preacher. TWAS moi
over an hour before he heard the words
'Oh, how happy are they who their Saviour
obey,
And have laid up their treasures above
sung in a full, clear voice; and soon the vo-
calist, turning the angle Of The rock. rode up
with a continued smile on his counten-
ance.
How are you, old Slabsides Get off
your horse, aud join in my devotion, said the
smith.
i have miles to ride, answered the preach
err, and | havn't time, my friend. will call
when return
Your name is StubbIeworlh, and you are
the triflins hypocrite the NeIhodists sent here
to preach, ch ?
My name is Stubbleworth.' he,meeky re-
piled.
Didn't you know my name was Ned For
geron, the blacksmith, that whips every
Methodist preacher that comes along!' was
asked with an audacious look, 'and how dare
you come here y
The preacher replied that he had heard Of
Forgeron's name. but presumed that he did
not modest well behaved travellers.
You presume SOL Yes, you are the most
presumptious people. you Mc'hodsts. thai
whal'll you do, you beef-headed disciple
youl'
Mr.. Stubblewor,h protested his willingness
to do anything reasonable to avoid such pen
nance.
We'll, there's three things you'll have to
do, or I'll maui you into jelly. The first is
you are TO quit preaching; The second is,you
must wear this last will and testament Of
Thomas Paine next to your heart, read it ev-
cry day, and believe every word you read !;
and the third is, you are 10 curse the Mctho-
disis in every crowd you get into : and the
blacksmith 'shucked' himself, rolled mp his
sleeves and took quid of tobacco.
The preacher looked on during these nov
el preparations withouta line of his face
moving, and at the end he replied that the
terms were unreasonable, and he would moi
submit to them.
We'll, you've got a whaling TO submit 10,
then.-l'll tear you into doll rags, corner
ways! Get down, you cu>sed long-faccd
hy2ocrte,'
The preacher remonstraI and Orgcron,
walking up to the horse. threatened to tear
him off ifhe did not dismount; whereupon
the worthy man made virtue of necessity
anl alishted.
i have one request TO make my friend
that is, you won't beat me with This overcoar
on; il was present from the ladies of NV
last circu il, and do not wIs.I to have ii
torn
of with it, an lll1t suddenly, YOU basin
faced imp
The Methodist preacher slowly threw of
his overcOat, as The blacksmith continued his
trade of abuse Of him and his set,ard. throw
ing the garment behind him, he dealt For
geron tremendous blow between the eyes,
which laid him PROSTATE on the ground with
the testimony Of Tom Paine beside him.
Mr.. Stubbleworth, with the tact of con-
noIsseur IN such matters, did not wait for his
adversary to rise. but mounted him with the
quIckness oil cat, and bestowed his blows
with courteous hand Oh the stomach and
face of the blacksmith, continuing the song
where be had left off on his arrival
Tongue cannot express the sweet COM
fort &c.
until Forgeron, from having experienced'frst
love or some other sensation equally new TO
him. responded Justify
Enough enough! enough! take him
off,
But, unfortunately, there was no one to
perform that kind office, except the preach
er's old roam. and he munched a bunch Of
grass and looked on as if his master was hap
Ply at camp meeting.
NOW said Stubbleworth, there are thiee
'n'ngs you must promise me, before let you
up
what are theyl' asked Forgeron, eager
The hrst is, that you will never modest a
Methodist preacher again.
!, Here Ned's pride arose, and he hesitated
and the reverend gentleman, with his usual
benign smile on his face, renewed his blows
and sung
q then rode on the sky freely justified I,
And the moon it was under my feet
This oriental language overcame the black
smirh-Such bold 6gures or something else,
caused him to sing out, We'll, I'll do it; i'll
doiti'
You are getting on very WE'LL said Mr.
Stubbleworth. Il think can make decent
man efyou yet, and perhaps christian.
Ned groaned.
The second thing Require of you is, to
go to Pumpkin creek meeting house, and hear
me preach to morrow.
NED attempted to stammer out some ex-
cuse, when the divine resumed his DEVOTION
az hymn, and Kept time with the music, stri-
KING over the face with the ficshy part of his
hand. pun Vi i''
I'll do my best said he in an b,t,-