The primitive Republican. (Columbus, Miss.) 18??-1852, 1851-07-17
OLD SERIES, VOL TX NO. 49, c.

For the Primitive Republican.
THREADS;
FROM THE IlFE-W0OF or HAL HAWKINS ESQ.,
CHAP. XIV.
PARTu.
Some Passages in the life Of Deacon Good
man.
WHEREIN Is SHOWN THE INCONVENIENCE OF NOT
HAVING A Musical EAR"
(Conc7uded.)
On one of the most inclement evenings of
a New England January, the Deacon and his
family were cheerfully and thankfully enjoy
ling glorious hickory fire; Mrs. Goodman
was sewing for the family, and her daughters
for the missionary society His son was
reading the Massachusetts, Ploughman, anc
the good man himself was just finishing of
sermon by distinguished divine of hi
own denomination, when the door opened
and in came his good neighbor and own be
loved and respected minister. Why!
Ipeyerw said Deacon Goodman, what ha
brought you along in such a night as this?'
Now, this minister had his peculiarities a.
well as the Deacon. Among others, he wa!
very close mouthed about his own good deeds
He merely answered, I have been abou
my duty, hope" The fact was he had beer
to visit, and to talk, and pray, with apoor d
ing negro.
Seems to me you are rather crusty," sale
the Deacon, but Isuppose you are half fro
zen, and so sit down and thaw yourself out
Il thank you," said the minister, 'but
merely called to tell you that have just lef
a scene of misery; and want you to go Their
as early as you can in the morning. On m,
way here and home passed that wretche,
howell which we all know so well. felt i
my duty to stop and learn the cause of tn
horrible uproar within. found the wretcl
beating his wife; and her screams and his hor
rid oaths made my bloodrun cold KNOCK
ed the rascal down, (served him right sal
the Deacon and think he will be quiet I'll
til morning; but do go as early as you can.
COD rabbit the vrrmin," said Deaco
Goodman, and cd rabbit the eternal blaste
rum shop" That was the nearest to swea
. ing that the Deacon was ever known to com,
Put old Mag in the wagon" said he
y his son.
Deacon, don't go tonight" said Mr.
e Goodman.
. 'Dowait till morning, said all his daugh
crs.
Let me 60" said his son.
R. Mind your own business" said the De
~ con to all of them, 1 shall go tonight
When it came to that they knew there W
no more to be said He was 'dreadfully 5
- in his way He took bag and bask,
and went to the cellar He filed the b
with potatoes. He took piece of pork frc
one barrel nd piece of beef from anoth
and put them in the basket He went to t
j. closet and took brown loaf and white OF
pr He went to the wood pile and took an arm
of wood, and told his son to take another.
of All was put in the wagon; he not forgetti
les. six candles and papero of matches DeaC
are Goodman needed no secondary motive
"' Christian duty; yethistorical truth domal
the the concession, that the wife of the p
or drunkard was his first love, She Tilted h
or, as we Yankees say, gave him the L
- ten,' in favor of the abject wretch who !
-, now become her tyrant And this was
way he fed fat the ancient grudge he o1
NJ her The truth is, Deacon Goodman kr
nothing about grasdges, ancient or mode
. The old Adam would occasionally fare
rails, but he always got him under before s
TRY, Try dorm.
ton All was ready, and in FIVE minutes the
con was Exposed to the peltings of the
less storm But what did he care for
lc 3p storm? Il am going on Gods GRAND,
dies he to himself. am going tovisit the W
than widow and fatherless.' The next tt
he said was, ooh, get out That he M
n for the promptings of his own proud hear
. Misery, misery, indeed did he find in
D. most miserable dwelling. The poor VIZ
MS, himself was dead drunk on the floor.
= poor pale Woman was sobbing her heart
IN. The children were clamorous; and but
we're the words of their clamor. Il
cold -eI am hungry and that was al
The Deacon brought in the wood; made
fire; lighted candle; and emptied the
emf and basket. The poor old woman wept
sobbed her thanks, sOh, you varmint,'
the Deacon, as he looked at the husband
ats Of father; and broke off piece Of bread
!. j. each Of the children. The general col
ton aroused the poor wretch from his dl
,I pr o. en- stupor He lookedup and recognise
Deacon.
iuO'' Halo, old music, said he, are you
prov. Give US staye, old nightingale. Sin
you do in meeting. Sing and scare tn
nufac- away
Folio Why what On earth does the {