Bedford inquirer and chronicle. [volume] (Bedford, Pa.) 1854-1857, 1856-03-28
Another Sermon from the author of
'lie Played on ;iie EIarp,"&e.

Whar no wood is, there the fire goeth out
And they played on Simb9ls. Dulcimers, Jews.
harps and Denijohns.
My FRIENDs:-Since / had the pleasure
of holdin' forth to the beniglted aud heath
enish rapscallions NV Brandon, Mississippi,
onthe subjeck-aAn' he played on a harp
nv thousand strings, sperrits NV just me n
men made pcrfeck." As the spirits bath
moved me take up my bed and travel; and
after visiting divus places, an propagatin'
the Gospil to varns nominations, | have at
last fotched up, bless the Lord, 'mong the
hard shells of Tinicum Ny tex this evening
my bretherin, will be found somewhere
tween the Book of Providence an Milkiz-
edic Il think the fornler) an when found
it viii be read somewhar near as follows:
Whar no wood is, thar .hc FIRE goeth out
and they played on sinlbols, dulsimers,
jewsharps and dinmyjohns.
Now, my brethering. Tn gwiae to say
to you as ! said to the Brandonians on a
former 'casion, I'm not an educated man,
but, bless the Lord, I'm mighty religush
uan, "a mau what's born again-one what
sperienced the holy ghost, and tuck reli
eion in the natural way--for ''Whar no
wood is, tLar The fire goeth out and they
played on simbols, Dulsimers, iewsharps
and dimnyjohns."
Now, my brethcring, piaps some of ye
are wondering and aXing yourselves to what
denominations longs Well, my friends,
I'm a plain spoken uan, altho' / sez it my
self, as oushteht TO say it, an [ tell yer
what swayshun ] longs to. Perhaps some
on may think I'm Mormon, some on We
may kalSilate Tina Methodiss, an others
Nv ye may ialbibe the noshun that ar a
Free L.ovyer, but tells you my brethriug,
ymi are all confoundedly confum5usteratcd
/ it e thinks any such thing; for, in the lan-
guagc of my TEX, ''Whar no wood is, thar
| the FIRE goeth out-and they played on
sinbols, dulsiners, jewsharps aud dimmy-
/ iuhns +"
/ Somehow, | oilers took an amazin' likin
to the Baptists, especially to the hard-shel,
J not because I'm particularly fond of cold
water, for, my brcthering, I'm not one oI
them are sort, O Christians as repudiales
! good whiskey, or looks a g'ft horse in the
mouth. Thar's the Racll-shells, the soft
shells, the clam-scheis, and 1 great many
other kind nv shells, but my brethering
next to the hard she'll, give me the uan
/ that shells out literally when the contribu-
ton box goes round--for ''W har no wood
is. thar the FIRE goeth out--ond they played
on sinbols, dulsimcrs jew>harps and dim
/ myjohns."
/ Now, my hrethering, having told you
what swashun | longs to, I'm gwine to ex-
emplicate, and 'lucidate on my tex, which
/ sez, wv har no wood is, thar the irc, &c
/ My brethering don't 'spose for the sixteenth
/ part NV a minnit, that the fire we read o.
in the scriptures will go out bekase thar's
no wood. No, my christian friends, so long
as the anthersite and brim stone holds out
! it won't make diff nv difference whether
/ the wood holds out or not--the fire will bt
kept burning-fnr, ':they played on sim
bolS, dulSimers, jewsharps and dima'y.
johns"
/ sly Brcthering, when accordin' to thC
text, | scz, they played on silnbois, dulsi,
mers, jewsharps and dimmyjohns, mean
that the good perfeck spirits-them by ih'
sixth speer-plays on the sinbols and dull
sinners, and the bad spirits what lives in th,
lower speeis, play on the iewsharps ant
dim.nyjohns, specially the dimmyjohns--
for ''Whar no wood is, thar the fire goetl
out-and they played"- -bre e,hering, sueI
a mice! Ihar's Judis in the congrega
shun, sure's you are livin' sinners and h
must be d,spelled' -Ah, told you so. =
Thar he is on that high seat yonder, clos
by the stove. That weazen faced SHINE
in the bcarskin bang up--a wolf in bear
clothing-sctten thar as innocent as a pos
sum up "simmon tree reporting my lette
phrenologicallvD'
At this juncture all eyes were fixed OF
our reporter, who also began to ''smell
mice" and hastily thrusting his notes in tn
pocket of his ''bar skin bang up," vamoos
ed through side sindow, surrounded b
blaze of glory and at least hundre,
hard shells.
ALEXANDER WEEPING.