The Burlington weekly hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1857-1858, 1857-07-29

"Ncll, suppose We nust wAi, for him !,
MT put the barbecue on thu boarls, | am
a hungry ~ stArvcd volt"
u cannot, till the missionary comes -
barbecue 10 hi. property"
A fearful light hlascd In FcemAne eyNaa
"a he took three stcps tuwarda tirlnsON ma
Mirly shoNtcd, "Easch me tho meat inatANt,
"a. &c lll Hll your own stanaaeh with din.
Ner Of lead and steel
This was the alliMatum of ane whuse an,
thoriV Was the only law, and the planter
oteyed without \ lAnrMuE The smektMg
viaNda were arranged IN the table hy score
Of slaves, and the threNg prepared 10 com,
Menee the sumptuaus meal, when Naiee
pealed nua thu pulpit luad m tho blast IT
y trumpet IN hat,le, "Stay, gentlemen aud
Mdies IN the giyer cf tho barbecue asks
Guds hlesslag"
Eyery ear started. every eye was directed
10 the speaker and Il whisrerless slleaee on.
saed, Tor all alike were struck with his iaar,
veloas arreasanee he WAS alMns, stant
IN stature, though scarcely twenty Years af
aye h. hair dark IA The ravens wing,
Mawea down his iMMeMse shoulders IN MAAs
ses Ut natural raglets, more beautiful than
ANY ever wreathea arNaNa the ,iewellel brow
ot 4 QNeeM nv tho hharea achievements of
human art his eyes, black IA MlaalnAs
heaMed hke staeS over n Aee as pale IA lMe
ian marble. eAlM, rAssiuNless, spiritual, and
wearing n singular and mdekMAhle eNppss,
laan such a. might have been sheA hv she
light ot NdpeaM Nam Paradise, or the III,
MsNaNs shadow NJ an ANGELS NiNN The
heseNsaeNeous eeewNl, hunters, cavaliers,
and hemsstdes gaeea In mute Acknowledgement
The missionary prayed hut II seNnasl
like nv otaee neaSee eNer Nidee<sea ~ the
,NyNNe ul the AlMsghy, u caNlalNpa uu
enceMl0Ms Wa the srleAaNe OF DlSsae atWlh,
Ntes$ no petitions IN the teNe IL eeMnaaN,ls,
Nv prisons Tor distant places times OF objects
No Implied Instruction ~ 10 the aamlolstrN.
tten ef the seNernMeNt &C the universe Il,
related exclusively b the present peanle
and the present heaes Il was the esy ut tho
naked seal and that soul wax u heatsap lar
the hreaa and wetee ef heavenly lite,
lie ceasea, and net til then did heeeme
conscious Of weeping oaAed asoaaa,
through my tears. and saw a hundred faces
wet as with rain,
Nov, my friends, partake ef Gods gittS
at TIE table, aed THEN come and sit down
aud listen to Ills Gospel
Ii would be Impossible IL describe the
sweet tones Of Kindness in which these sim.
Pile words were uttered tina. made him, ON
the Instant ave hundred friends, Che man
however, in the assembly, was maiaenet by
the evidences of the preachers wonderful
powers. Colonel Watt Foeman exclaimed
in sneering Voice Mr. Paul Denton, Your
rcee,yace has lied. You promised Us, rot
only 4 good barbecue, but better liquor
Where is Your liquor y
"rhe e., answered the mission arv. in
tones Of thunder, AMI pointing his motioaless
finger at the Double Spring, gushing up in
two strong columns, with sound like Il
shout of joy. from the bosom of the earth
There! he repeated, with look, terri-
bic as lightning, while his enemy actually
trembled at his feet; There is the liquor,
which God, the Eternal, brews for all his
children
Not in the simmerinu still, over smoking
fires, choked with poisonous gases, and
| surrounded with the stencil Of sickening
odors and rank corruption, did your father
in heaven prepare the precious essence of
| life, pure cold water But in the green
glade and grassy dell, where the red deer
wanders and the child loves to play, there
God himself brews it; and down, low down
in the deepest valleys, where the fountains
murmur and the rills sing and high upon
the mountain tops, where the naked granite
/ clitters, like gold, i'll the sun where the
storm-cloud broods and the thunder.s.orms
crash; and away, far out on the wide. wide
sea- where the hurricane bowls music, and
! biz waves roar the chorus, sweeping the
march Of God there he brews it. that bev-
erage of life, healthsivine water
And everywhereit IS a thing of beauty;
cleaning in the dew drop, singing in the
summer rain: shining in the icy gem till
the trees seem TUNED to living Jewels !;
| spreading a golden veil over the setting sun.
| or white gauze around the midnight moon;
| sporting lii the cataract; sleeping in the gla-
cier dancing in the hailshower; folding
bright snow curtains sostly above the wintry
world, and weaving the many colored Iris,
that seraph's Zone of the sky, whose warp
is the rain Of the earth, whose wool is the
sunbeam OF heaven all checkered O or with
celestial flowers by the mystic hand Of rare
faction, still, always il is beautiful that
blessed cold water Nopoison bubbles on
| It's brink; its foam bring not madness and
murder; no blood stains its LIQUID glass ;:
pale widows and starving orphans weep not
burning tears in its clear depths no drunk
ard shricking ghost from the grave curses
it in words of despair Speak cut my
| friends, would you exchange it for the de-
mon drink, alcohol -
| A shout like the roar Of tempest answer
| ed, NO Mo-
| Critics need never tell me again, that
| backwoodsmen are deaf to the divine voice
| of eloquence for saw, at that moment the
missionary held the hearts OF the multitude,
| as it were, in the hollow of his hand; and
the popular feeling ran in Il current so ire
| sistabe, that even the duelist, Watt Foeman
dared not venture another interruption du-
ring the meeting.
| have just reviewed my report of that sin
guar speech in the foregoing sketch; but
alas discover that have utterly failed to
convey the full impression as my reason aud
Imagination received it. The language, to
be sure. is there that never could forget;
but it lacks the spirit. the tones OF unutter-
able parhos, the cadences oil meurniul music
alternating with the crashes OF terrible pow
er it lacks the gesticniation, now graceful
as the play Of the 9 den willow in the wind,
and anon. violent rs the motion Of a noun
tain pine in Il hurricane; il lacks that pale
face, wrapped in It's dreams of the spirjt-land,
and those untathomaole eyes flashing a light
such as never beatnod from sun or stars and
more than all, il lacks the magnetism OF the
mighty soul, that seemed to GiiEuse Itself IA
mong the hearers, as yiewiess stream Of
electricity, penetrating the brain Ike some
secret fire. melting all hearts, mastering all
eyolations
The camp meeting continued. and reyi-
val attended it, such as never before or
since was witnessed in the forests Of Texas
But unfortunately, ON the last day Of the
exercises, news arrived ON the ground, that
a neehboring farmer Lad been murdered,
and his wife and children carried away pris-
.oners, by the Indians
The young missionary sprane .nto the
pulpit and proposed the immediate organ-
cation Of a company to pursue the savages.
The suggestion being adopted, tie mover
himself was elected to lead the party. After
several days Of hard riding they overlook
the harbarous enemy III the grand prairie
The missionary charged foremost Of bis
troops, and having performed prodigics of
bravery fell not by the band of an Indian
warrior, but by shot from one of his own
horsemcn
need scarcely name the assassin the
reader will have anticipated mo-the incar-