Vermont daily transcript. [volume] (St. Albans, Vt.) 1868-1870, 1868-11-28

was neatly attired; no jewelry could
he seen upon his person. He began his
discourse in a modulated voice, and as
he warmed with his great subject in
true backwoods style, he laid aside his
coat, and went on.
"Jehu! what muscle ~ whispered
Walt Walters, as MI. Buell. raised his
right arm, and pointed to the cruciiix-
ion on Calvary.
ces were at last concluded, and the
members thronged forward to grasp the
minister's hand and congratulate him
upon his greatest discourse.
"All ready, boys?' whispered Har-
vey, as Mr.. Buell. stopped upon the
step a moment to convcrsewith one of the
deacons. The next minute he was in
the crowd of boys, making his way to
his buggy, which stood beneath giant
walnut.
"Did you say the Slxiffton boys cut
your harness., ell, Mr.. Buell. ?" deman-
cd young Ingsly stepping before the
reverend gentleman, completely block
ing his way.
was the calm rejoinder.
MI. Buell. attempted to move on.
"Then you utter falsehood ~ cried
the bully, beginning to draw off his
coat. Blu he was not quick enough.
The minister drew himself up to his full
height, his arm shot forward, and Mr..
Harvey Ingsly lay full length upon the
green sward.
The rest seeing their leader fall,
crowded forward. That arm shot out
again and again, and two more went
down.
Deacons Jones and White, seeing the
disturbance, rushed to the rescue of their
beloved minister
Back, brethren,n said Buell.: II will
chastise them myself. Take my coat :"
and he handed his coat to Deacon
White "Now, then" he said to his
prosecutors, "let me say Il word. This
church has been cursed long enough
with your unholy actions, and it falls
upon me, an humble follower of tie
Meek and Lowly, to chastise you.
Now, you must severally take a whip
ping, or depart reaceably to your
homes"
The boys looked at each other, then
at the stern minister, and concluded tc
depart. They saw the eye of that man
and had just witnessed his strength
They r'ised their fallen comrades, and
while Mr.. Buell. put on his coat, they
were on their way to Skiffton.
"Come, brethren, we also will depart,
said Buell., ard soon the grove was de-
serted.
1t was a defeated and discounted
crowd that entered Skiffton that night
"My eyes will be shut for a week, >
said Walt, putting his hands to his visu
al orbs, which w re fast closing.
81 belive you, Walt" said Harvey
che strikes like a sledge."
They sought their respective couches
wiser and better young men, for each
and every one had secretly resolved il
his hears never to try to harm minis
ter of God again.
The next night the "set" returned
to the church, and took front seats
Walt with bandage over his eyes. The
congregation was astOnished at thei
conduct, and thought they intended
taking vengeance upon Mr.. Buell.; but
J when the services were over, they walk
, ed up, shook their conQucrOr by thu
, hand. and asked his forgiveness, which
, was fire ly granted.
The meetings closed, and more than
one-half of the boys who had attacked
Mr.. Buell. were added to the church
: and ever since have walked in thu
straight and narrow way.
Twenty yea have passed away, ant
the ev, Joel Buell. sleeps in the Skiff
ton cemetery, and above rim rises
splendid monument erected by Wal
Walters, Esq, now flourishing mer
chant.
A new church stands where the old
:, one did, and the people of s., now
city, worship there. Perhaps the reade
will be pleased to know that that nobl
temple of the living God was erected b!
. Harvey Ingsly, the wealthy ma,ufac
turer, whose genial face can be seel
near the sacred desk.