Glasgow weekly times. (Glasgow, Mo.) 1848-1861, 1857-11-26
A SARMINT.
Br REV. JOE HARKLEy, OF KY,
To The Egyptians Of Illinois.


TExr.-"Sarch the Scripters to see whar we
cum from, and whittier we're gwine."
Well, my brethren and sistern, in the fust
place, | reckon thar's great many of you
and these folks here, as wants 10 know who
am, and whar l cum from. Well I'll tell
you an, that'll put an end to that study
My names Joe Harkley, and live in Barn
county Kaintucky, and am Bablist, and |
don't care who-o knows it.
My brethren l was raised an orphant
boy, and | never had but three months
schoolin, but that don't make no difference.
Now my brethren III take my text, and
reckon that most Of you'll think that some Of
these older brethren had better take that
tex for an exercise than for Joe TO take it;
but Joe'll do the best he can for it. And
as touching my tex, my brethren, suffice
it to say, that it may be found in the led, Of
the Bible, whar the inspired pennan has in
jured this duty as means Of grace-oh!-
"Sarch the Scripters and see whar you cum
from, and whittier you're gwine."
Well my brethren, hav'nt come for
pay. have come from a foreign country
clean from K-a-i-n-tucky to preach the
gospel to you, even as John the Babtist went
into the wilderness to preach the everlast-
ing gospel to you, with the leather girt
about his loins, and making his meals of
honey locuses.
If John the Babtist could preach for moth
in, Joe Harkly can put the beggin' preach
ers to an open shsne-ah! bless God. He
henders the wind to the sheared lamb. Over
yonder in Kaintuck. whar cum from, sum
folks got to shearin' thar sheep two and
three times year; and they'd shear the
critters so close that they'd almost clip the
skin; and Of all the jumpin and flouncin that
eyer you seed, reckon they had it. But
the sheep wethered it through without Xiv
er; and my brethren, though carnal minded
sinners may fleece US out Of our substance,
and the winds Of adversely blow agin us,
yet we can keep warm on the lie OF fatness;
we can happily ourselves on atnazin' grace,
and find the bread Of life, il we'll only
"Sarch the Scripters and see whar we
cum from and whittier we're gwine."
When was rejinerated fust, was sittin
on a stump. and was struck with orful con-
viction. was throw'd on the yearth like
Saul Of Tarsus; and when the unknown
sperit approached me and whispered into
my ear the glad tidin's Of salvation, l jump.
; ed to my feet and told the brethren that
could compar myself to nothin eept child
when it had eat its belly full OF buttermill
and bread, for I'd never want nothing more
Then my brethren was the time that Hark.
) ley began to
"Sarch the Scriptefs TO see Whar we Gun
from and whittier we're gwine."
Now, my brethren, l can't compar re.
jinerated and re-imbibed Christian, made by
the sperit and saved by anazin grace, tt
, nothin except bacon rine or cows tail fol
YOU may knaw him and chaw him, but yol
, can't phaze him, and he'll hang on, worlds
) without e-end, for he has
SEARCHED the Scripters to see whar W,
; cum from and whittier he's gwine."
My brethren, thars a great many pin
ions bout faith. Thar's our dear brother
, Toliver over thar, and he's got but one ey,
d -ah, but bless God, he can see the path o
r faith a, well as he had twenty eyes, ant
thar's our brother Stilllngs, and he has 60
but one leg, but bless God he can walk il
, the true path of faith as well as if he had
: dozen legs. Now, my brethren, you al
know what Harkley bleeves. Harkle,
bleeves in
y Searching the Scripters and see whar yo'
+, cum from and whittier you're gwine."
: The devil has been likened unto grea
, many things-ah. Some folks liken tn
J devil unto roarin' lion, which geeth abou
: seekin' whom he may devour somebody
and some folks liken him to destroyin' an
4 gel; but Harkley would liken him 10 an oil
il breachly hog, rootin, and rubbn around a
d mong the fence corners trying to find rot
[ ten rail that he can break into the patch an
1 waste the crops-ah. Now brethren an
g sistern, ef you don't want to prove like til
e rotten rail-
Y "Sarch the Scripters and see whar yo
E cum from and whittier you'.e gwine."
v Now my breethern, thar's one more thin
/ want TO tell ye, wharin an wharlore, in
f case of needcessity, l feel it my duty TO lei
+. you, and that's them various societies whic
. are mostly found about them places Of in
n iquity, small towns and cities. Thar's III
# Society OF Masons and Odd Fsllers, and tn
l0Ol Society, and the Free lovers an
q Cali,humpians, and the Latter Day Saints
S and the Temperance Societiss-all bsin
o inimical to the love Of God, and signifyin
: the seven headed critter seen by John III
r babtist, commonly called the Beast of Bal
it ylon. And as regards the temperanc
h societies, breethern, bless God, the Babti,
e are all agreed and unanimous as touchi
e that pint. They're all in favor offree spel
t. its--a tree Bible and free Constitution :
ah. The inspired penman says, says h
d stake leetle wine for thy stOmach's SAX,
and often for thy infrmiries," and Paul sal
: unto Timothy, 'It is blessed thing to drin
N and still thirst-ah." Isn't that so, Fl,
= Hawson, my Christian friend and fells
/. traveller to Old Kaintuck?
And, now, my dear brethren, as il look
dark and salubrious, like it might facilita'
" rsin--ah, III dismiss you, trustin th'
ID you'll all ..
I! "Sarch the Scripters and see whar yo
g.. cum from and whittier you're gwine."
re In the battle, discomfort seeks for con
u, fort, cowardce for courage, ana bashfu