Bedford inquirer. [volume] (Bedford, Pa.) 1857-1884, 1866-08-24

rags and dirt we have wended our way to
| Washington, and ask to be taken back Now
why don our father, the Government, full
ill the skripter Why don't it see us afar
of, and run to meet US? Why don it put
onto us the purple robe? (? Where's the ring
for our finger, and the shoes for our fee :?
| and where's the fatted calf he ought to kill?
My brethren, them Abolishnists is worse
than intiddles- they preach the gospel
| they won't practice it. For nay part, Il
At this point a sargent belongin to that
internal BuroW, who wuZ in the audience
with enough NV soldiers to make opposin
him unpleasant, sed he he'd been a sort of
exhorter in his day, and desired to say a
word in explanation NV that parable, ez
applicable to the present time, and sez he,
''ef | am interrupted, remember / belong
to the church military, wich is, just now
the church triumphant And, cockin his
musket he proceeded very much uninter-
rupted.
The Prodigal Son, sed he,- 'wuz re.
ceiyed by the old man with considerable
doins, but my worthy friends he went out
decently He didn't ez soon ez he with
drawed from the house, turn around and
make war unto the old gentleman-he
didn't burn his houses and barns, tearup
his garden, burn his fences and knock down
the balance of the children Not any. He
went away peaceabiy. misguided, good-for
nothing. Secondly he come back Nv his
own akkord The old man didn't so after
him and fight for four years at a cost nv
haff his substance to subdue him and bring
him back, but when he run through his
pile and squandered his share of the estate
nd b,,y,.grvy no rafna hack like bIF
ped dog.
My friends, let me draw small parallel
between these eases.
The Prodigal Son went out-so did the
South-thus fairly the cases are alike.
The Prodigal didn't steal nothin. The
Confederacy took everything ii Good lay its
hands on.
The Prodigal spert only what wuz his to
spend The Contedercy spent not only all
il stole, but all it could borrcr, when 1t
knowed its, promises to pay wuzent wurth
the mizrable paper they wuz printed onto.
The Prodigal, when he did come back
come ez penitent eZ the consciousness that he
had made a fool Of hisself could make him.
The Confederacy wuz whipped back; but it
still swears holy oaths that it wu2 right all
the time,
The Prodigal didn demand veal pot-pie
and purple robes and sich, but begged to be
a servant unto the more sensible brethren
wich stayed. The South comes back de-
Raadin offs, NV wich the fatted calf and
rings is typical, and considerably more share
in the Government than it he'd before 1t
kicked over the traces, and went out like
the lost tribes Of Israel
Spozen the Bible Prodigal had stopped
his paricnt and remarked to him thus L
am Willin to come back on conditions. You
must pay my debts-y0u must give me an
ekal share NV the farm with the other boys
you must treat me In all respects just eZ
ii | hadn gone out, and-thIs Is essential
you must take with me all the sharpers
who ruined me. all the gamblers and thieves
with whom fell in while | wuZ away, and
make them head men on the place, and
above all | beV with me the two harlotj
wich wuz the prime cause tly my rum, and
thev must hev 4 Of the best rooms IN the
house, and must be treated ez your daugh,,
ters To avoid displeasin The others
dress en- In different clothes, but here they
must Otherwise I'll go out again.
Probably the old gentleman wood heY be-
cum indignant, and wood hey remarked to
him to 90 and never let him see his auda-
cious face agin, or rather, he @culd heY
stranded the harl0ts, scattered the black
legs and checked the young sprout into
submission. Them me. ] am anxious to
kill that fattcd calf, and am also anxious
to put on your robes and shoes. But, alas
the calf suffered from want nv attention, so
long doorin the late misunderstanding that
he 5 too poor-the robes was all cut up IN
to bloc kotes for the sojers we sent out to
fetch yoo in-the shoes they wore out, and
the ringA Jefferson Davis wore the only
style we hev When yoos come back IN
good shape yool find rs rca4y at,J meet 700,
but till then chaw husks.
L0okin around, this armed tyrant remark
ed that there would be no more preaehin
that day, and sadly the congregation Gisper-
sed.
I'm heart sick. st every turn | make
that Burow stares me in the face and coun-
teracts my best endeavOrs. 1t is curious,
though what different sermons kin be
preached from the same text, and it Is sill
curious how quiet our folks listen to Alb
lishnist who hez muskets TO back him.
PETROLEUM " NAsBY,
Lait Pastor NV the Church Nv the Moo
Dispensashun.