The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1858-09-08

was carried from fifteen to twenty-six miles on
horses to mill. In a month, word came that
the -four was ready to go to market. Again the
people were called together. After earnest
prayer, the question was asked, 'Who will run
the flour to to New Orleans?' This was start
ling question The work was perilous in the
! extreme; months muet pass before the adven
turer could hope to return, even though his
journey should be fortunate; nearly all the
way was a wilderness, and gloomy tales were
told ofthe trcacherous Indians. More than one
boats crew had gone on that journey, and lad
the toll and bravo the danser9 None yolun.
tecred; the young shruuk back, and the middle
aged had their excuse. kaength hoary head
ed man, an elder in the cEslfch, sixty -four years
otage, rose, and, to the astonishment of the as
sembly, said, Here am; send me- The dec
pest feeling at once psrvade the whole assem-
bly,. To see their vencrated old elder thus de-
vote himself for their good, melted them all into
telrs. They gathered round Father Smiley,
to learn that his resolution was indeed taken
that rather than lose their pastor he would
brave danger, toll and even DEATH After some
delay and trouble, two young men were induced
by hope of largo reward, to go as his assistants.
A day was appointed for starting. The young
and old, from far and near, from love to Father
Smiley, and deep interest in the object of his
mission, gathered together, and with their pas
! TOW tb.,;r -hoo1 anna Ioun from, tbn church
fifteen miles away to the bank of the river, to
bid the old man farewell. Then prayer was
offered Up by their pastor, and parting hymn
was sung. Then said the old Scotchman, Unite
the cable, and let us see what the Lord will do
for u.s.. This was done, and the boat moved
slowly away. More than nine months passed.
and no word came back from Father Smiley.
Many prayer had been breathed for him, but
what was his fate was unknown. Another Sab
bath came; the people came together for wor-
ship, and there, on his rude bench, before the
preacher, composed and deyout, sat Father Smi-
ley. After service, the people were requested
to meet early in the week to hear the report.
All came again. After thanks had been retur
ned to God for his safe return, Father Smiley
rose and told his story. That the Lord had
prospcred his mission; that he had sold his flour
for twenty seven dollars a barrel, and then got
safely back. He then drew large purse and
poured upon the table a larger pile of gold than
most of the spectators had ever seen before.
The young men were paid each one hundred
dollars. Fathef Smiley was asked his charge.
lie meekly replied, that he thought he ought to
have the same as one Of the young men, though
he had not done quite as much work. 1t was
Immediately proposed to payhim three hundred
dollars. This he refused till the pastor was
paid. Upon counting the money, it was found
there was enough to pay what was due Mr.
Smith, to advance his salary for the year to come
to reward Father Smiley with three hundred
dollars, and then have large dividend for each
contributor. Thus their debts were paid, theil
pastor relieved, and while life lasted he broke
for them the bread of life. The bones OF botl
pastor and elder rcpose in the same church-yard
but greatful posterty still tells this pleasing
story Of the past"