Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1868-04-23
GREEN TEA.

cradle Bishop adjusted his glasses and read the ap
pointments. Mucklebarrow Station, William We1-
ell. Two of the Stewards, Bros Smith and Jones,
were at Conference. They approached Mr.. Wex-
ell We seemed to overhear them: $50 this is
Bro. WexeI. You are our preacher. Don't
know how the people will like it, Bro. Jones
here broke in: "No; I'm afraid they won't be
satisfied, for they expected Rev. Mr.. Flop-and-
go-high and had arranged for him. Our people
are very intelligent and want q first class man; but
we can't always be suited, and perhaps it's all for
the best"
Bro Smith resumed: 'sBe sure to be on hand
next Sunday; our people always expect to see the
new preacher the Sunday after Conference, and
our late preacher has let things run down desper-
ately. He is good man, but, Oh dear, not the
man for Mucklebarrow. Hope you haven't alarge
family Mucklebarrow folks don't think it best
that the pastor should have large family; it in
terferes with his wife usefulness-she cannot give
attention to the Sunday school, the sewing circle,
the visitation of the poor, cannot accommodate the
strangers that would otherwise stop at the parson-
age" "And, Bro. Wexel," chimed in Bro.
Jones, I'VE glad to learn that your oldest daugh-
ter plays splendidly on the cabinet organ it will
save the church fifty dollars year."
By this time the Rev. Mr. Wexel whose fea-
lures took stupe6ed expression, managed to get
in word: "Have you parsonagel" "No our
people think it not best to build one; so many Of
the ministers don't take good care Of the proper
ty." "Have you any house in view?" "Wel,
no, ahem-it is true that-ahem-it was under
stood that if Mr.. Hop-and- -go-high was sent to US
we would take Squire Winters new house, but,
you know, that has all fell through" .
Bro. We1ell did not seem to see Il, or compre-
hend why the Wexells shouldn't have a floor and
roof as well as the Flop-and-go-highs, but he
meekly said: "Have you any heavy furniture p
"Wen, no-our people have never bought any.
You know, so many ministers families don't take
care of it,
"But Bro. Flop-and-go-high has just told me
that you had purchased beds, tables, bureaus,
stove, dishes, and toilet sets. -
ooh that ,oas talked Of but, you know, it has
been given up"
"Given upl When? The change that causes
me to be sent to Mucklebarrow was made at the
last meeting of the Cabinet; how could the mat
ter have fallen through2''
"Ohl we-Bro. Jones and photographed Plush,
Sponge & Co., not to send the goods. ."
We greatly fear that Bro Wexell did not look
serene, and there were some CLEANS which did not
betoken mind fully ready to endure all sorts Of es
tablished insults. He resumed:
eff comet Mucklebarow on Saturday, where
are we to stop?'
"Wel, we supposed you would board your folks
somewhere and come over and look around for a
house. 1t will be tough work to find one, but
there are some that might do"
"Where do you say am to stop?" (The syl-
lables we're cut shorter)
"Wel, most likely Sister Webb can give you a
room for day or two."
'What salary do you propose to payr'
The faces of the Stewards elongated and were
composed into manifest sadness, as they answer
ed with an air worthy of the father Of Miss Peck
sniff:
BRO. Wexel, we hope you don't preach tor
money. True, you must be supported, but you
ought to come on at once, and trust the Lord and
the people ~
"What salary did you say ?' said Bro Wexell,
whose blood seemed to be coming up.
"Well, we thought, you know, that about $500
would be about right You can rent small house
for $3.50" ....
SIS that what you paid your last minister p
"Well, no but, you know, prices are coming
down."
"Indeed Bro. Jones, you are farmer, 1 learn.
How much below last years prices will you agree
to supply my -four, meal fruit and wood p
Bro. Jones' face took on sort Of pucker, as if
he had swallowed very strong vinegar, and he slow
ly replied:
"Well, really, 1.-The fact is-those things are
not so much cheaper as some Others
Bro. Wexells face must have been too near the
gas or something, for it was redder than at first,
and he turned to Bro. Smith:
"You are merchant p
eyes, am in the dry goods line, and also sell to
the minister at discount"
"Very we'll. Now tell me how much you pay
your book-keeper2"
st have to pay him s1,5oo, but you see :"
"Ohl yes, begin to see. You also run saw
mill. What do you pay your ensineer?''
"a hundred dollars month. But you see
"Never mind what you see-I am seeing some
things. Please tell me another thing. By what
law Of temporal economy do you prove that while
you offered Mr.. Flop-and-go-high $4,000, new
house and new furniture, am to live on $500,
rent my own house, and buy my own furniture"
Just here certain familiar voice seemed to say:
''my dear, you are dreaming" and the vision van
ished We rubbed our eyes and pulled our ears
1t was surely dream, and yet it wasso like some
thing we had seen and heard, and Smith and Jones
looked 80 natural, that we could almost file an af