The Union and eastern journal. [volume] (Biddeford [Me.]) 1854-1858, 1858-03-19
One Of the Sermons.

They have model preacher out In iowa.
We clip one Of his sermons from the North
Iowa Times:
.And they shall gnaw a file and dee into
the mountains Of Hepzidaln, where the non
roareth, and the wang doodle mourne'h !or
its first-born."
"Now by breething, as have before 'oid
you, | AIN an unedicated man, ana no"
nothing about grammar and colllg hilaiooun
but I'm plain preacher OF the Gospii what
been iUreordained, and called to exPound
the scripture to dyin' world, and prepare
a peyeTse generation for the day OF wfaih'
for they shall gnaw file and flee INTO ihe
mountains Of Hepzidam, where the hon
roareth and the wang-doodle mournelh Tor
its frst.born.'
Nv beloved brcethring, the text says
",hey shall gnaw a file" 1t don't say they
may, but they shall. And now there's more
than one kind of file. There's the hand
saw file, rat-tail file, single file, double ME,
and profile but the kind Of file spoken OF
here isn't one Of them kind neither, because
it's a figger of speech, my breethring, and
means COIN il alone and ge,tin' ukered; for
.they shall gnaw a file and flee unto the
mountains Of Hepzidam, where the hon
roareth and the wang-doodle mourneth Tor
its first-born." 81. -.
And now there be some here with close
on their backs, brass rings on their myers
and lard on their har, what goes whi'e
they're young; and there be brothers mere
what, as long as thar constitutions and ior'y
cen, wbiskey last, goes It blind and thar
be sisters her, what, when they get about
sixteen wears old, cut their tiller ropes, and
goes il with a rush; but | say, my deer
bree,hering, take care you don't find Gabri-
Of plays his last trump, that you've oil went
il alone and got ukered; for "they shall
ynaw file and flee uuto the mountains oil
Hepzidam, whsr the lion roareth and the
wang-doodle mourneth for Its tirst-bcrn.'
And my breethering, thar's more dams
besides Hepzidam. Thars Rotterdam
Haddam, Amsterdam, mill-dam, and don't
care a aam-the last Of which my dear
breethering, is the worst Of all, and reminds
me of a circumstance oncet knew IN the
State of lllenoy. There was man what
bull, him mill on the east fork OF Augur
creek, and il was good mill and ground
sight of grain, but the man who built It was
n miserble sinner, and never geiye anything
10 the church; and my breethering, one
NIGHT there came u dreadful storm OF wind
and rain, and the fountains OF the great
deep were broken up, the waters rushed
down and swept that mans mill-dam into
kingdom come, and 10 and behold! in the
morning, when he got up he found that nc
was not worth a dam. Now, my young
breethering, when storms or temptaAliiils
oyer.take We, take care ye don't fall irom
grace, and become like that mans mill-no'
worth a dam for "they shall knaw file
and flee unto the mountains Of Hepzidam,
where the lion roareth and the wang doodle
mourneth for its 6rst.born."
"Whar the lion roareth, and the wang
doodle mourneth for Its frst-born." This
part of the text, my breethering, Is mother
hrger Of speech, and isn't to be taken as II
saws. Ii doesn't mean the howlin wilder
ness where John the hard-Baptist was fec
on Iocusts and wild asses, but 1t means N!
breethering, the city OF New foricans, TN
mother of harlots, and hard lots, whar corr
is worth six bits bushe one day, and mar!
red the next-whar niggers are as thick Al
black bugs in spilled bacon ham, and gam
blers, thieves and pick pockets go ski'ting
about the streets like weasels IN barn yaIl
-whar they have cream-colored horses
gilded carriages, marble saloons, with bran
DIV and sugar in 'en-whar honest womeI
are scarcer than hens teeth, and strange
woman oncet TUX in your beloved preache
and bamboozled him out OF two hundred
aud twen,y-seyen dollars in the twinklin' o
a sleeps tail but she can't do 1t again.
Hallelujah for ",hey shall gnaw a file an'
flee unto the mountains Of Hepzidam, wha
the lion roareth and the wang.doodle mourn
eth for its tirst-born."