Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1857-11-18
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HARP SERMON.

My BELUvED BREETIIRING.- am an unlarnt
hard shell Baptist preacher, Of whom you've
no doubt hecrn before, and now appear here
to expound the Scriptures and pint out the nar-
row way which leads from vain world TO the
streets of the Juroosalum, and my text Which
shall choose for the occasion is i'll the letls Of
the Bible somewhere between the second
Chronic ills and the last chapter of Timothy
Titus, and when you find it you will. find it in
these words:
"And they shall gnaw a file and flee unto
the mountains of Hepsidam, wlar the lion roar
eth and the wang doodle mourncth for its first
born"
Now, my LrcetLcling as have before told
YOU, am an uneddcated man, and know moth
ing about grammar talk and collidge highfaloo-
tin but Pm Il plain unlarnt preacher of the
Gospel what's been foreordained, and called to
expound the Scriptures to dyin world, and
wrath for ",hcy shall gnaw file and flee
unto the mountains Of Hepsidam, whar the lion
roareth and the wang doodle mourncth for its
tirst-born."
My beluyed brcethcring, the text says "they
shall gnaw file" 1t don't say they may, but
they Shall. And now there's morc'n one kind
of file. There's the hand saw file, rat-tail file,
single file, double lille and profile; but the kind
of file spoken Of here isn't one Of them kind
neither; because it's iiggcr of speech, my
brcethcring, and means goin' it alone, getting
ukcred; for "they shall gnaw file and flee
unto the mountains Of llcpsidam, whar the lion
roarcth anil the wang doodle mourncth for its
| frSt-born"
! And now there he some here with fine close
on thar backs, brass rings on thar fingers, and
lard on thar lar, what goes it while they're
Young; and thar be brothers here what, as long
rs thar constitutions and forty cent whiSkcy
last, goes it blind and thar be sisters herc
what, when they git sixteen years old, cut thar
tiller ropes and goes it with 4 rush; but say
nv dear Lrccthrin, take care you don't tind
when Gabriel blows his last trump, that you've
all went it alone and ukered; for they shall
gi,aw file and lice unto the mountains ol Hep
Si,luln, wlar the lion roarcth and the wang
doodle mourncth for its iirst-born."
And. my brethren, there's more dams he.
sides IicpSidam. Thar's Rottendam, Iladdam
Amsterdam, mill,lam and don't-caro-a-dam-
the last OF which, my dear breetherins, is tho
worst of all, and reminds me OF clrcumstans
I once knew in the State of 1lenoy. There
was man what built him mill on the cast
fork of Agur creek, and it was good mill ant
ground Site of grain, but the man what bull
it was miserable sinner, and never give any
thing to the church; and, my breethellng, one
night thar come dreadful storm OF wind ant
rain and the fountains of the great deep wa;
broken up and the waters rushed down ant
swept that mans mill dam in kingdom come
and 10 and behold, in the morning when he go
up he found he was not worth dam. Now, my
young breethering, when storms of temptation
overtake yc,. take care you don't fall from grace
and become ike that mans mill-not worth ;
dam for 's they shall glyaw file and flee unte
the mountains of I1epsidam wliar the lion roar
eth and tile wang-doodie mourncth for its first
born"
"Whar tlc lion roareth and the wang doodle
mourneth for its first-born." This part Of th'
text, my breethcring is another figger of speech