Litchfield enquirer., 1865-03-30
WHOLE NO. ,aoso.

mornings you generally read about. The sun
 rlz in all his glory at half past four o'clock, and at ten, when the meetin' begun, 1t was hot enough to boil eggs in the shade. A long time afore the second bell rung, the meetins house was crowded with people, ram jam full
 All the choir was there and the forrin musician CTS besides. Wall, about Q quarter after ten, in come the minister, and plaguey gentell, stiff looking sort of a chap he was tew. He
 walked up the broad aisle and into the pulpit as though he owned the fieetin'. house and everybody in it. Soon as he got there he hem med and haweda little, blowed his nose
 great deal, took up the hymn book and said--
 The choir will sing if they please, the two metre; hymn two hundred and thirty-thtee '-- Then he read the hymn in a sort of a silk-and- worsted kind of a voice, soft as soaked sawdust. While he was doing this, I picked out the tunes and it took two of them to sing that
 hymn with, now I tell you. Ipicked out long metre tune for the singers. Then we all
 stood up to sing, instruments i;i front. Jest
 after we begun, I whispered to Sal and Zshe
 Jones, says I, . Put in all you know, and you'd
 better believe they did 1t. We'll, led of the | singin' in double quick time, SO that we got through the first stanza afors the musieianers had played half their tune out. Howsomever, they kept on playing while we stopped to breathe, and then the congregation begun to snicker, and the ministers face looked like
 mammoth specimen of blood beet cut in halves. ] waited patiently for the music to stop, and
 after while it did Then we was just goin'
 to start again, when the Italian chap, the big
 fiddler, you know, walks up to me, shakes his
 bow in my face, and says it.i @li4 .l.r. r You much diabolo, you-vat call-spile the
 mewsicke. S'pose you do it again, yer much
 l spile your head : h;ia % .- '' .ie'
 1 You will, hey? says l. 'Then I guess I'll
 spile Yourn in advance n.'JIi 9 t''E to P. Then up fist without any more adew, and planted it under MT. Vinegar's left ear. Very
 directly of course, he fell, and our Sal being in
 the way, like a tarnal fool, he struck smack
 against her, and she fell too Then Mir. Sledge-
 hammer, the German man, hit me from behind
 an awful louder on the back of the head
 Zeke Jones hit him at the same time and place.
 The rest of the male singers rushed forward to
 put in for a share, tumbling over us as we lay lprostrate on the floor, and of course there was a very beautiful and general nuss all around the choir. a.0 t.7 7a9af1 iG 'M az lAai .ti4 E Then some of the gals sung out murder, some on 'em lire, and some on lem hallelujah ] Some of the congregation, too, sung out 'call the constable r A A sailoi chap in the gallery sung out call the watch y one of the deacons ran up in to the pulpit and the minister, think. l in he was cofnein to kill hing shied the big : Bible at the deacon's head, and then jumped } cut the pulpit window. 6'"z l75 ,+
 Ii In the meantime Sal pulled all the 'stachers
 off the Italian face, and takin' me for the German vislinist clapped my chops most trs- :, mendously. >e@ es'7.ta n essf L. .1 2 Then both of the musicians got up, and Zeke ] Jones and I kicked 'em out of the 'meetin'.
 house, and the congregation kicked us out arter efn. ISargot her bran new kalliker de- laine tore all to smash. 10 sFssa' 'fi-s7s sz :!
 The sexton shut up the meetin' house, and } there aint been no preaehin', nor especially
 singin of any consequence there since: and
 that aint all, l don't think there will be. The I muss in our choir was the only great event
 talked on for a long time in them parts, I tell Il ye. sTtss 5's Ls 7a- E'-t 2