The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1854-04-26

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This Minister although eminently pious,
thought it no harm to Be a little waggish in
good cause, and for a worthy object. he
also had heard of the Deacon's musical
troubles, and shrewdly suspected the object
Of his visit. Deacon Goodman, am glad
to see you,' said he. this is not exactly
ministerial labor is it?' i am OF a different
opinion, said the Deacon. 'any honest and
useful labor is ministerial labor; hate all
Dandies-the lord forgive me, don't like
them; and like dandy minister the least
Of any You and are agreed there SAID
the Minister; 'come walk into the house and
see my wife; she says she is in love with
you tor your honesty and your oddities -
IneyerP said the Deacon but thank you,
| am in something of hurry; and have d
little business which we can Just as well set
tie here
There has been little difficulty in our
Parish, which makes me feel it my duty to
withdraw, and have come to ask the pryi-
lege of joining yours At this the Rever
end gentlemen looked as if he was very
much surprised. "Is it possible said he;
well, Deacon. though an i'll wind for them,
it is good one for US; for it has blown you
hither. We shall be most happy to receive
you, especially as our choir leader has fol.
lowed the multitude and gone West. We
have been looking about for competent
man to take his place Our singers are all
young and dilti,lent. and each one is loath
to take the lead We hear that you sing
the most delightful music and -
why, mercy upon you,' said the Deacon,
4 don't know one note from another. l
know that singing is praying; and l sing in
meeting as | pray in meeting
Excuse me, my friend, replied the Min
lister, 1T is your modesry tha. now speaks;
you do understand music, you must under.
stand music; or you could never sing Mp2art
with proper expression; and did not you sing
that most beautiful solo, which is worthy OF
an angels ear and voice?' Now this was
all Greek to the Deacon, and like sensi.
bic man as he was, he always said nothing
when he had nothing to say. you say tru-
ly,' continued the minister, that singing is
praying. But to those who know nothing
Of mnsic, tits praying in an unknown tongue,
and am sure you are not Papist enough
to approve Of that; music is language, and
like other languages must be learned before
it can bespoAen. When the deaf and dumb
attempt to speak our common language
they make strange noises, and still worse
noises do we make when without the musi-
cal ear or musical voice, we attempt to
sing
Thus sensibly did that good Minister
speak. The Deacon was good deal stuck
up though set in lis aOaQ, he was not fool;
and only needed to be touched in the right
place. 1T never appeared to me in that
light before, said the Deacon thoughtful
Iy.
And yet, my friend, it is the true light
said the minister. And now, DO let me
give you word of advice: Go home, and
take your own seat on Sunday; and never
again attempt to SING IN MEETING. For if
your heart is rightyoul ear is untuned, and
your voice, though kind, is any thing but
musical The Deacon said nothing but
thought the more He mounted old Mag.
The Angel of reflection came down, and sat
upon her name, and looked him full in the
face. Reader, does that seem incongruous?
Is the old mares name an improper seat
for an Angel? | am afraid you are proud.
Who once rode on an Ass?
The Deacon passed point in the road
where on one side was sturdy oak that
had been blown over by recent whirlwind,
and on the other, a furnishing willow,
gracefully bending before the passing breeze,
'Od rabbld it, said the Deacon to himself;
it was the first word he had spoken, ito
think that l should be such an obstinate old
fool
He approached his own village. The
reason for his erran1 abroad had been strong
ly suspected, and they were all on the look
out for his return. There stood the choir
leader. Welcome home, Deacon, said he,
hope have not lost you ye.' Get out
said said the Deacon, with good natured
but rather sheepish look; and on he went.
There stood the Minister, Welcome home,
Deacon, hope we have not lost you yet.
Get - he was Just going to say get
out, but habituGl reverence for the Munster
cut him short. He looked at the Minister,
and the minister looked at him, and both
burst into fit Of laughter. The choir lea
der came up and took the Deacons hand,
and Joined in the memment. 'Od rabbit
you ALL said he; and on he went At the
front door and windows of his own house
were his wife and daughters, and two or
three of the singing girls, all of litter
They had seen and heard his interview with
the Minister and knew that all was we'll
'Od rabbit the whole bunch Of you;' said
he, and went to put old Mag in the stable.
Deacon Goodman took his old seat on
Sunday, but since that days adventure, has
never SUNG IN MEETING. Once, and but
once, did he attempt to raise psalm on his
own private account. He was in his barn
putting some hay in his cows manger.--
Now, the neighbors were always ready to
do good turn for Deacon Goodman and
before he had finished the first verse, two
them rushed in and asked him if his cor
acas choked' He never sung again.
E1-A good wife is one who puts her hlIs-
band in bed on the side next to the wall, and
tucks him up to keep him warm in the win
ter, splits the wood, makes the fire in the
morning. washes her husbands face, draws
on his boots for him, never scods, never suf.
fers II rent to remain in her husbands small
clothes, keeps her shoes up at the heels and
her stockings darned, never wonders what
her husband sees interesting in the young
woman who lives across the way, never