Houma Ceres. [volume] (Houma, Parish of Terrebonne, La.) 1855-18??, 1855-10-25
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VINO can read the following without
/; laughing! Who can say that, ia his own
experience, he has no. heard equa! alb.
snrdities from eathasia, but ignorant e1.
herters! We have. "Langh and grow
tat Is an old and sage maxim, and
| "a little nonsense and then,
| Is resheiby our wissstEmen."
So we have concluded to publish it. The
scene is laid in the town Of Waterproof:
Il may say to You, my brethri,g, that
am not an educated man. an am no. one
of them as believes that education is nee
essary for a Gospel minister, for believe
the Lord educatGs his preachers inst as he
wants em educated; an although say it
that oughtn't to say it. yet, in the State Of
indianny, whar live, there's no man as
gifts bigger congregation nor what
gifts.
| There may be some here today, my
bre'hring. as don't know what persuasion
| am Nv. Well must say to YOU, nv
brethring, that I'm Hard She'll Bab.ist.
fhar's some folks that don't like Hard
Shell :}ab;ists, but I'D rather be hard
shell as no shell at all. You see here to-
DAY, my brethting, dressed up in fine
clothes; you llought think l was proud,
but I'm not proud, my brelllring. and al.
though I've been 4 preacher OF tie Cos
pei for twenty years, an although I'm
capting Of the tlatboat that lies at your
landin' I'm not proud, nv hrethring.
I'm not gwine TO sui! aizac1ly whar ny
text may be found; suffice to say, it's in
the leds Of the Bible, and you'll find il
somewhat between the first chapter Of
the book of Generations, and the last
chapter OF the book of Revolutions, and
if you'll go and search the scriptures, you
will not only find my tex thar, but a
great many other texes as will do you
good 10 read, and my tex. when you shi.I
find it, yea shil! find it to read thus:
san he played on harp NV thousand
strings-speri.s of just men made per-
fecls."
My tex, my brethren, leads me to speak
of sperits. Now, thar's great many
kinds Of sperits in the wor.d-in the fuss
place, thar's the sper;ts as some folks call
ghosts, and thar's the sperits ofiurpentine.
and thar's the sperits as some folks calls
liquor, an I've got as good an ariekel of
them kind of sperits on my fiat-boat as i
ever was fotch down the Mississippi riv-
er; but thar's great many other kinds Of
sperits, for the tex says, '.He PLAYED on !
harp Nv t-h-ou-s-and strings sper;ts Nv
just men made perfeck.'
Buti'li tell you the kind of speritz as
is ment in the tex, is FIRE. That's the
kind of sperits as is ment in the tex, nv
bre;hring. Now, thar's a great many
kinds Of fire in the world. In the fuss
place. there's the common sort Nv fire
you light your cigar or pipe with, and thar's
foxfire. campfire, fire before you're ready
and fire and fall back, and many other
kinds " FIRE, for the tex says, "He played
on harp NV thousand strings, sperits Wv
just men made perfect
Butt tell you what kind as is ment
in the tex, my brethring-its HE'LL ERE!
an that's the kind w FIRE as great many
NV you'll come TO, ef you don't do better
nor what you have been doin'-for "IIe
played on a harp Nv thousand strings,
sperits Of just men made perfcck."
Now the different sorts Nv fire in the |
world may be likened unto the different
persuasions of christians in the word. In |
the first place we have the piscapalions,
an they are high sailin' an high lalutin'
set, and they may be likened unto a tur-
key buzzard that fles up into the air, an
he goes up, and up, and up, till he looks
no bigger than your finger nail, an the
fuss thing you know, he comes down. an
down, an down, an is film hisself on
tie carkiss uf dead boss by the side Of
the road, and "He played on a harp Of
"a thousand strings, sperits Of just men
made perfeck."
And thar's the Methods, and they may
be likened unto the squirrel runnin' up
into tree, for the Methods believes in
gwine on from one degree Of grace to
another, and finally onto perfection, and
the squirrel goes up, and up, and up, and
up, and he Jumps from limb to limb, and
branch to branch, and the fuss thing you
know he falls, and down, down, down he
Gums, kereumnur, and that's like the
Methods, for they is alters fa'lin' from
grace, ali! and .'He played on harp Nv q
thousand strings, sperits Nv just men made
perfsck. !"
And then. nv breth.in0. thar's the Bah.