Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1851-07-31

nearer completion but the progress was
so slow that the Deacon finally lost all pa
tience and entering the shop one morning
about the middle of the week, and finding
the ordered churn in the same unfinished
condition that it was the week previous, he
snatchtd off his hat with a spirit of VEN
geance, run his long and bony fingers thro'
his haxen hair, and throwing himself back
on his dignity, exclaimed in torrent of
passion
" Parson Hobbs you've been to work
on that churn of mine little more than
eleven months, and | do MT see much more
prospect of my getting it now than l did
the day left the order Your conduct,
Parson Hobbs-your conduct, sir, is inexcu-
sable and incompatible with the character
of a Parson, and as sure as there's ven
geance for the wicked, if that churn aint
done and sent to my house on Saturday
next, will interrupt you in the middle Of
your sermon, on the Sabbath by inquiring
aloud if you have yet finished my churn,-
Mark what say, Parson Hobbs I'm not
to be longer triAed with. Pm a man that
means what says, and says what means
and | am determined to have my churn,"
AS may we'll be supposed, the Deacon's
threat became generally known throughout
the settlement, and as Saturday night came
round, the town gossps were on the gui
0jUe to see whether the Parson delivered
the said churn; but as nothing of the kind
passed from the shop, the subject soon be.
came one of general excitement and anxi
ETY. to listen to the 'spat' between the good
hearted Parson and Deacon Wood, a mar
who was never known to retract a syllable
after making threat
On the following Sabbath, the square Ole
Church was filled to overlooking by an at
tentive auditory, who had come from all
parts of the town, to sec and hear their ia.
vorite Pastor, who, good soul that he was,
thought that the extraordinary audience
was merely demonstration of his growing
popularity, and the increased interest in
spiritual affairs Selecting for his morning
service the subject of Moses and his breth-
rem crossing the Red Sea with safety, and
the awful fate of Pharaoh and his host, who
attempted to follow, the Parson was more
eloquent than usual--seeing the close at.
tention of his hearers; and as he was blest
with stentoran lungs he waxed warmer and
warmer on the ubject until he exclaimed
in his loudest voice, with an old-fashioned
halfsingng tone
" And they passed through the red sea
and came up upon the rock, and Moses
smote upon the water" -
Here the Deacon sprung upon his feet
and screamed out
" Have you got my churn done?"
Nothing daunted, however, the Parson
continued, without changing a muscle of
his face or lowering his voice in the least
" AL but the dasher, and the waters re.
turned again and swallowed up Pharaoh
and his host"
The effect was tremendous. A round
of applause followed from all parts of the
house, which came nigh raising the ralters.
But the pith Of the joke is, the truth in re-
gard to the whole affair leaked out, and the
Parson received, during the next few weeks,
many small sum for sap-buckets, wash
dishes, keelers, and churns, that he had
long since marked off his books as Icdky
Jobs"