The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1860-08-23
GOD'LL SHOW ME- THE WAY.

eyes, sir" said the man, running his
hand through his shaggy locks, his harsh
face showing the marks Of unusual in.
telligence, mining in this region be a
hard bte, but | think we've all been bet
ter since little Pinky went away"
"And who was little Pinky n asked
the gentleman, while the dark eyes OF
the young lady at his side sparkled in
ant clpatlou OF story.
'W ell, you sect be something Of a
tell-and If ye'd move further on to the
shade Of the old oak yonder, it'll may,
hap be pleasanter for the young miss,
for the sun be hot"
The lady and gentleman followed the
brown and weather beaten man to the
cool shadow Of the oak, and finding a
seat for the young lady on convenient
root that came squarely up from the
ground, the miner began with his Gus.
tomary preface
"You see-Pinky were the son CT
Jesse Pinkam, young man, and reg
uIar good one, as the saying goes. l
reckon Pinkman was the only man of
us as ever said the Lords Prayer or
any other prayer. He were a nice Young
fellow, that's the fact But we're a
rude set sir, we of The mines, especially
i'll this place we didn't like anything
that was what we call 'pious. Sundays
sir, used to be the gular-well, I might
say the DEVILS day, with us. 1t was
nothing but drinking and dancing, pitch
ing and cards, and swearing.
"Well, sir, you see, Jesse he got mar
ried to regular lady like girl, sir, and
it turned out pious one. They didn't
none of 'em-that is, Pinkham, his wife
and old mother-jine US in our merry
markings on Sabbath, but sometimes
the young man and Bess--thats his
wife, sir--wouId walk four miles to hear
a parson preach. We was all down
upon Jesse, sir--you see the real thing
was, he made us ashamed of ourselves
by his goodness, and | was worse than
the rest, trying my best all the time to
pick quarrel with him. Well, sir, one
Saturday night what did we see but a
notice stuck up on this very tree, that
there'd be parson from Frankstown
on the morrow to preach to us. We
didn't like the news and we could tell
pretty well where the move come from,
cause you see we knew Jesse was pious,
50 we determined the greater part OF
that we wouldn't have no psalm-sing.
ng-no canting praying-no reading out
OF the Bible.
Veil, the minister came, and he
found Babel. We all got together,
and we raved and laughed, and pitched
Iquoits, and made such noise that the
parson had to give it up. He tiled agir
and agln, and came right among us-he
was plucky | tell ye-but we hooted in
his ears, and threw mud on his better
most clothes, and so he was fairly driv
en- otf-'cause you see we had LIQUOR
enough in us to set US all crazy.
Poor Jesse how we ieered him af
ter that p! But he bore it meek sir, anC
| was often ashamed of myself, though
IA died afore Ia confess it. But Pm
sorry enough for my part oft; for one
DAY mere came rumbling heavy noise
shaking the earth, and then crash like
rafting thunder beneath our feet. anC
we knew that somebody was buried
alive. 1t was in the WORKING shaft
where Jesse was, and there,did3't han
pen to be a soul in the place except hin
poor fellow They'd all gone into an
other shaft, where he didn't like to fol
low 'em cause they were such wicked
set; and as they were eating their din
ners and he his, the accident happened
we dug him out, sir He was aw
ful crushed all about his face-that look
ed smiling and peaceful like, and W
couldn't bear the sight it made u