Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1854-01-26
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Tin WigginS and SATIN.

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pint9 of whisky, h4 very naturally
imbi bed an extra tity Of thol
beverage, which, to use his own
expressive language, cuts the last
cobwe from the thirsty throat, and
agreeably exhilerates The sens yes,
without collapsing an idea
At eleven, Mr.h Wiggihs started
for his home mi E and a half from.
the village. He was quite mellow,
and rs loud disputation had been
carried on about theological ques-
tions, til 1T evening, be felt religious
j. inclined, md sung familiar psalms
and hymns rs lie marked out aliue of
Virginia fence on his way homeward
When he reached the lower end
Of the village, the whisky assembled
to his brainy and He became con
scious, that lOcomo:ion must, on his
part, be deferred to5a more conve-
nient season. 1 The village black
smith shop, usually so dark and dis
NAL, invited him with a carelessly
left open doW, and Mr.. Virgins
turned in thither, and incontinently
pitched head foremost under the big
bellows murmured something about
the Shadow of a great rock in d
weary land, and was soon engaged
in the pleasant amuseu rent Of dream
ing Of flowing punch bowls, and
foa ming tank;uds.
The village blacksmith was an in
dustrious fellow, and he came with
his helper, before daylight, as he
had large amount Of forgery TO do
The clanking, groaning, Wheeling
bellows, soon riyalled tn e stentorian
breathing of tie ecnhlbent loafel
beneath it, and Mr. Wiggins whose
potatioas had evaporat ted, leay ing
their least agfeeab!e etle cts upon tht
brain, partly awoke He heard Tho
Wheeling Of the bellows 4 few inches
above linn, and the roar Of the wind
forced into tia cracking Goals, and
peeping forth he saw gAastiy for M
standing in the blueish. fire, light
whose iitfnl glaie gave a dcmOn-likt
appearance to the mysterious being
aud augmented the business of tht
shadows that dnveloped everything
outside Of the circles Illuminated by
the Internal bonfire.
i The question Of the existence 0
hell, had been discussed the previous
evening at The grocery, and Tin
Virgins voice was loudly raised i
tile negative; but to bis hall-awaken
ed senses, it now seemed more ,evi
) dent that there was a hell, and fur
tIcrmore, i E was in it, and turtle
; SIN, that he had not the slightes
l0rth. a.,
8 TIE fire was kinlling fastcr IN,
fa#tef the liabolical enginery wa
g4ttipg into active operation. MI
Virgins uttered a groan of desJ Phi
a grpan, which sounding at pa hs
in the wheeling Of the belld VS.
reAchea the ear Of the smith and hi
assistant. The master plucked Fl on
tile forge q huge iron. heated I'd
white lieat; and brandishing it be
fore him in lieu of torch, " it'll
The sparks flying from it, in Fl Ery
Shower, appfoached the bellows, lol
lowed by bis Striker, who heldial
ppliftel sIedge.
j Poor Virgins was IN agony Of ter
for, deeming himself in the. preselct
bf the immortal enemy Of man
kind.
!. 'Wo villa are your roarelgth
blacksmith, who la d been prodigious-
ly frightened by Tho uneaIthly groan
from Wiggins, and had assumed i
fierce aspect to conceal his own
fright.
The now thoroughly dispirited
Virgins meekly sobbed out.
'When-l was on EARTH was q
psalm-singer and "a christian; but
now I'm in-heH, Ill be anything
your majesty wishes to have me-
Get out of NY shop, YOU drunken
fool of q Tim Virgins! If I'd known
it was lou, I'd ave run this hot iron
through YOU
And so saying, the smith seized
the poor fellow by the collar, dragged
him forth, and, after bestowing sln-
dry inverted blessings upon him.
started him towards home, to reflect
upon tho Shadows of that night,
and the consequence Of drinking bad
liquor
4 II is proper, We should add, that
Timothy Virgins, Esq, is now a
Son of Temperance and respecta-
bic member Of sofiety.-BqStda. Sal. |
HnSeima.