The Burlington weekly hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington [Iowa]) 1860-1876, 1864-07-23

4 not be given except in conformity with the
regulations Of the President.
G. q. MEMM1NGER, ,.
Secretary Of the Treasury. !
! NEW SToRIEs ABOUT DIR. BEECHER.-
An agreeable little sequel to the biography
of Rev. Lyman Beecher is contained in the
Congregational Quarterly for July, in the
! s'Sketches and Recollections Of the Old
Clergymen," contributed by G. e. Stowe,
of Hartford. Here are some of the anec-
dotes:
Beecher's simplicity, buoyancy and i'm
perturable good hum0r disarmed oppose
ton when he came in personal contact with
an opponent. An old wood-sawyer, whom
We will call W, q rough, stroMg. shrewd
man, who belonged to . rival sect, was vi
olent!y prejudiced against the Doctor, es-
prclally on account of his total abstinence
principles. He had never seen him, and
would not hear him preach. This man had
q large lot Of wood to saw opposite the Doc
tors house. The Doctor depended on con-
slant manual labor for keeping up his own
health; and in Boston, where he could not
enjoy the luxury of q garden to dig in, he
was often puzzled to find means to keep
himself in good working order. The con-
sequence was that he sawed all the wood
for his own large family, and finding that
too little, would beg the privilege Of saving
At the wood pile Of . neighbor. He was
WOUusSAW.
ing it always at hand in his study, half
concealed among minutes of councils, in
complete magazine articles and sermons
and the setting Of his saw was often duly
accomplished while he settled nice points
Of theology with his boys, or took counsel
with brother ministers.
Looking out of his study window one
day, when hts own woodpile was reduced
to discouraging state of order-every stick
sawed and split-he saw, with envy, the
pile Of old w. in the street. Forthwith he
seized his saw, and soon the old sawyer of
the street beheld man, without cravat and
in shirt sleeves, issuing from DR.. Beecher's
house, who came briskiy up and asked if
he wanted o hand at his pile: and forthwith
fell to work with right good will and soon
proved to his brother sawyer that he was
no mean hand at the craft.
Nodding his head significantly at the OPP
posite house, w. said:
4 "You live theref'
w. "Work for the old mah?'
b. Eyes"
w. "What sort of an old man is her"
b. "Oh pretty much like the rest of us.
Good man enough TO work for
y w. Tough old chap, amt hep
I b. "Guess so, to them that try to chaw
So the conversation went on till the wood
vent 50 fast with the new conner that w.
exclaimed:
L "First rate saw that Of yournv'
This touched the Doctor in = tender point.
He had set that saw - carefully 40 the
articles Of hia creed-every tooth was criti-
cally adjusted, and 30 he gave smile Of
triumph.
II say" said w. where. can get saw
like that?''
b. II don't know, unless you buy mine.''
w. "WM you trade? What do you ask?"
b. II don't know. I'll think about it,
Call ct the house Tomorrow, and I'll tell
you.'
The next day the old man knocked, and
met the Doctor at the door, fresh from the
hands of his wife, with his coat brushed
and cravat tied, going out to pastoral duty.
w. gave start of surprise.
''Oh," said the Doctor, ''yon're the
you shall have it for nothing, only let me
have some Of your wood to saw when you
work on my street."
w. said that he then felt as If he wanted
to crawl into an y eer-hole.
HIS kNUscRIPT.
His habits of competition were peculiar. |
His social nature was 80 active that as soon |
as he had written q sentence that pleased /
him he had IN ardent desire to read it to |
somebody. Many time he has rushed |
to the dining room where Aunt Esther was |
washing dishes Here, Esther, hear this |
Aunt Esther, with martyr-like patience,
would stand, towel in one hand, and an |
plate in the other, flor he must |
have her undivided attention. till he had (
read his paragraph and trotted back to his
study again. II sometimes seemed as II he
would never get sentence done. He
would write, re-write, erase and interline,
tear up and begin anew, scratch out and
scribble in, almost endlessly. In the latter
part Of his life this habit became morbid,
and actually shut him out from the possi-
bility Of publishing his own writings. He
was the torment of printers, both by the
delay of his manuscript and by the cOndi- I
ton in which they found it when they got /
it. One Of his daughters said there were
three negative rules by which she could
always read her fathers writing, to-wit /:
!. If there is letter crossed, it is MT q {. 2.
1t there is . letter dotted, it is mt an !. g.
II there is capital letter, 1t il mt at the be-
ginning Of word.
two miles from the city. One time, after I
the printers had been on tenter-hOoks for |
forty eight hours for their copy, he hastily
finished his manuscript in his study, |
crushed 1t into the crown Of the hat that |
lay nearest him, clapped another hat on his |
head, drove down to the city, rushed up to |
the printing Office and snatched off his hat. |
"Here's your copy-h'm, h'm-well, if it |
10 mt here, It il somewhere else" The CODY |
was still in the hat that had been left It |
home. But who could be angry with 20 |
much good nature, even If 1t were plague? |
AMUSING SCENES IN WILSON'S RA1p.-l
We had scarcely marched ton miles on the |
late expedition when the negroes began to |
rally round eur flag. and the number with |
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