Southern sentinel. [volume] (Plaquemine, Parish of Iberville [La.]) 1848-1858, 1858-01-20
Another Iarp Sermon.

My beloved Breethring Il am an
unlarnt hard shell BAPTIST preacher,
of whom you've no doubt heern
before, and | now appear here to ex>
pound the Scriptures and point out
the narrow way which leads from ii
vain world to the streets of Juroosa>
lum, aud my text which | shall choose
for the occasion, is in the leds of the
Bible somewhere between the second
Chronicrils, and the last chapter of
Timothy Titus, and when you find it
you wilt find it in these words:
And they shall gnaw a file and
flee into the mountains of Hepsidam,
whar the lion roareth and the wang.
doodle mourneth for its first born"
Now, my hrethering, as | have be-
fore told you, | am an uneddicated
man, and know nothing about grams
mar talk and collidge highfalootin;
but I'm a plain unIarnt preacher Of
the Gospel what's been foreordained,
and called to expound Scripter to a
dying world, and prepare a preverse
generation for the day of wrath; for
"they shall gnaw file and flee into
the mountains of Hepsidam, whar the
lion roareth and the wang>doodle
mourneth for its first born"
My beluVed breethering, the text
says they shall "gnaw fiIe;" it don't
say they may, but they shall. And |
now there's more'n one kind of file
There's the hand-saw file, rattail file, |
double file and profile; but the kind |
of file spoken of here isn't one of |
them kind neither, because it's fig,
ure of speech, my brethering, and
means goin' il alone, getting ukered;
for s'they shall gnaw a file and fee
into the mountains of Hepsidam,
whar the lion roareth. and the wang>
doodle mourneth for its first born"
And now there be some here with
fine clothes on thar backs, brass rings
on thar fingers, and lard on thar har,
what goes it while they're young;
and thar be brothers here, what, as
long us their constitution and forty
cent whiskey lasts, goes it blind and
thar be sisters here what, when they
get sixteen years old, cut their tiller
ropes and goes it with a rush but |
say, my dear brethering, take care you
don't find when Gabriel blows his last
trump, that you've all went it alone
md got ukered; for "they shall gnaw
4 file and flee into the mountains of
whar the lion roareth and
he Wang>doodle mourneth for its first
1orn.
Aud, my bretheren, there's more
Jams besides Hepsidam. Thar's Rot
erdam, Haddam, Amsterdam, mildam
md don't>care-a>dam - the last of
which, my dear bretheren, is the worst
If all, and reminds me of circum>
tans once knew in the State of He
10Y. Thar was man what built him
mill on east fork of Agur creek, and
ground sight of grain, but the
nan what built it was miserable sim
leT, and never give anything to the !
IllfcLl, ana, my DfetneTen, mere come
dreadful storm of wind and rain,
nd the fountain Of the great deep
1as broken up, and the waters rushed
own and swept that mans mil>dam
lto kingdom come, and 10 and behold
4 the morning when he got up, he ;
1und he was not worth a dam! Now,
ny young bretheren, when storms of
overtake We, take care ye
ont fall from grace and become like t
lat mans miII-not worth dam ! :
II 'stfey shall gnaw a file and flee 9
Ito the mountains of Hepsidam, whar !
le lion roareth and the Wang~doodle
loufneth for its first born.n
aWllar the lion roareth and the b
-ang>doodle mourneth for its first b
orn." This part Of the text, my bre, /