The Athens post. [volume] (Athens, Tenn.) 1848-1917, 1857-04-24
A NEGRO SERMnN

Old Kniek, in his last No., has a capital
discourse by New York eulle'd Parson. 1t
will be found in the observations of Mace
Sloper, Esq:
"Cut down an cass into de fiah,' roared the
preacher from New York, as we quietly stole
on to the portico and sat down. "fes' NY
Christian erens, and de barren tg tree won
be dc only tree dat'll be cut down ana cnsS
into de fab in dem days. DerII oe g""e
into timber stitch us you never "a
s,rin' off a. branches, and chopin up o
hark logs. and Dustin up de old slumps wa
noydar bark scalin' off, and dc chips a i'yln
- NV darn lrimble and skterlty de most
,.'da.;ors sinnas in de flock OBJ Zion. Oars
80 and many tree, my bred'ren, datll lind
; I'M, snHt wood den, dat used to tink itself
,oo Gss fur enny thing but TO grow up putty,
N look at, or maybe he shllter TO: all sorts
of corniyerus sins-as de Scripture says dey
sinned in all de high ole places, and under
ebery green tree.
"Who is de sinna datl be cut up in dose
dave fur kinlms, an set fab TO lie fust and
burn, and burn wid dc eberlastin' birthstone
match at de bottom OBJ de heap? Whar is de
sinna whur is de mountain whar he spread
FORT his wings and spread his branches and
leefs to de rain dat fall on de just aud de I'M
Just, Just as it happen to come! My bredren,
it's de pine tree dat grows de highest, and
holes his head up de wainest-de pine tree
dat looks exactly like dc Trinity steeple opp.
site Wall street, and de little steeple up an
down Fiji Avenue, and in all de fash'nable
plumendes DENIS de pine trees, my bredren,
dat grown out nifty poor sile, ct it has got
de COLE duss in it, an ei it does git so stuck
I'D dat il can't see de weeds it used 10 keep
cumpany wild when il was a little sapln.-
Denis de- trees OATS o-ful soft in de grain, ef
dew is white and delikit, and denis de trees
dat'l be rolled obtr fur kinlins whareber dey
grows, eff it fall toward de soui, or eff it fall
toward de norf, fur in de place whar de tree
fall dare it shill be.
"But toho is de sinnah dat'll be cut up in
dose days wen de wood man Gums along wild
de axt oh Judgment and ob de 'possles p
Dere's many tough ole tree, my bredren, dat
grows jiss ms il pleases all fru life, and bleeves
il wus predusty nated fur muffin else but to
make nice timber uf an must allow, bredren,
dat some of dem tough ole trees dus make
putty good timber artcr all-precious for axe
handles and whipstocks-but nrter II while de
axe handles break, and de whip stocks git
cracked, and de timber is burned, and den de
crooked part oh de tree wat was left, is hunt.
ed up and cass into de tah, fur in dat day il
shill be rs fussakir bough and nm upper
nose branch which dcy left behind ob de
chlren OBJ Isral, and dere shil be deselaton
"But 0ho is de sinnah datl be cut up in
dose days and roll into de urniss of raft and
hnb de dore shut and de draft turned on wild
de ole poker of vengeance stirIin him obel
and ober and ober? What is de tree dat
grows by de rber side, and bleeves il aint No
count less it gifts dipt in de water and puts all
its fate in washin-like de new fashioned
doctor foxes dat cures ebery thing Mid baf
tubs, and wet rags, m spackins? Dar'l be
time, my bredren, wen de twigs'll go off likt
shavens under de CRATE, and de fab vii con-
sumo it utterly, fur all de trees OBJ de feel shl
knew dat de high tree has been brought
down, and dried up de green tree, and MAKE
de dry tree to flourish.
"But who is de- sinnah datll be forgiven anC
made into precious furnitur dat'Il be KEEP fur
ever unbroken and set up in de parlor? No
de pine tree OBJ pride, nur de hickory OBJ stub
berness, nur de wier.tree ob de waters da
weeps fur muffin. wur widout end. No, m,
Christian frens, its de beautiful ebeny-darh
wood dat neber gifts cass into de falkland de
fine black walnut, and de dark complicated
cedas, and de African pam. Denis &c sort
dat you neber see split into kinlins, fur it's de
kind dat de true beliebers is made uf, and DE-
righteous shill florish like de pam tree, he shill
grow like de cedar IN Libinum. Amen"
Here the preacher caved in, completely
done up, and falling back on the seat, began
to fan himself with white cambric, while
the congregation went off in a particularly
steep hymn, adapted to the extra sky-larking
short HEX metre