Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1871-02-10
A EAnrdshell Sernl orr.
DELIVERED DOWN IN ARKANSAS


unto you this day, wind and weather permit.
tin, from the thirty seventh chapter Nv Isaih,
thirty sixth verse, which reads us follows:
"And the dcstroyin angel smotc in the
camp NV the Syrcnians, hundred and four
score an five tl,ousing men cn-un,l when they
ris up early in the morning, behold they was
all dead corpusses"
And thus it is my beloved friends aud
friendly hearers, that tho dcsroyin angel
stalks abroad with his big meat axe ready TO
send us to the boneyard before we can rise up
in the morning and set down to breakfast.
An it is said, my frcns, that roses is rcd and vo
lets is blue, but it is no use tryn to honey
fuIle round the angel Gabriel when he toots
his horn for you to hand in your checks and
prep'rc to git under dirt, for you'll have to
hunt for your hole then, sartin.
"Ansl when they riz up carly in the morn.
ing, behold they was all dead corpusscs"
My wrctchod brcthcring aud sistern, as
was ridn along the road | seen lnan sittin
on the top w his fence, with double barrel
@ shot gun Oh his lap ana Il swcatin and fan
nin hissclf with an old straw lnt and n Gus
sin Nv the Fourth Of July, and North Amcri.
CT, and the Constitution, and the Supreme
States, and the bird NV liberty, and the Freed.
m,ns Bu.o, aud Tie fifteenth amendment,
and when [ heard that man Il cussin and
seen that big shot gun, thinks to myself in
the words Nv the text:
".An when they riz up early in the morn
ing, bch,!I they was all dead corpusscs"
An told roam to wo, and ses l. my ungol,
'y ftan, ify,u swear in th,t ur way y,u'll fur
ever and ctcrnally ra;nato your eternal soul,
and never gita ni5b!c when you z, a fshn
Anses he "lon go to ----, ---, sou durn-
ell ole, mshapcn, misbcgottcn mistake uv crca
ton; ct Jon Ind to git the grass out w
cotton cr'p with free nlggcrs, you'd git ON
stump and cuss Yourself out Nv your darn'd
o!c Her hide and 80 to for your
health.
Scz |, 'My erin fren, it cnts me to the
N 'rrur to see you >truoylin in the bondisc Nv
SIN" An srs he: "My pumkn freed custom
"r, yol en- eli nc that tall red oak thar an
see anything in this miserable land but bon,
dagc aud crab grass, you kin take my ole hat
for hens nest"
An S'z | "My hard swearing rrcn, you
ncv re .;>tcr your name in the book uy ctcr,
nal life"
An s's he 81 went down last week to reg
istcr, bu' couldt git site NV the byok for the
i"'crn'! gre'Sy ngge's.'
"Or, mistaken humrn,' sos l, "trcnble
Or yer futarr, for you are on the road lead.
ny TO pctdshcn."
An So h.. "You'rc cusscl ole liar, for
I'm on The road that leads to Bcnton'
hove sigh, and SCI |, in the language
Nv my t"xt:
"An when they liz up early in the no:nin,
bch"!t they was dead co,Iusscs +"
Aud he said, "l-ct 'cm rise ana the devil
take u,n ALL"
"Oh, Sn'frrin fclcr-crttcr," scz I, "cf you
you'll bat sue for grace yc mite come an line
The hcv'ngy Iuirc, an be m,ncipatel fro,
the s,a&klrs Nv S:n and 'sc,,o everlasting
ptraisiun -
And Ii" cooked W his gun and scz he:
IL l;ad twenty six likely nigycrs mancipa-
'e! o. my hands and cf you OF en- your awbunc
bout " an:ipation to ne again, I'll make
b2zord viuics out'n your internal ole carcas
, before --- could scorch IA rat"
My constant frcn; aud hearers, when
seen that wicked man ,ckn nv iii; ,no,
| hvs'h u ioei mighty Jobus, ana the word,
ofmy text snote upon my car:
".And when thc.y riz up early l., the morn
in behold. they were all lead corprsscs."
Bat, my Christian hearers, iclt called nm.
on to try my hand once more on this poor
objurit man, and scz again, my b!asphc-
'noos frcn, you are continually and ctcruaIly
d'nncd ef you don't immrji!!y git down
of that III fence, an 20 10 some sco.estcrcd
spot and pray for your souls rclcmption."
An sure nulf he did jump down off the
fence, but he didn't hunt no svqucstcrcd spot.
my hearers; lie put that old shot eun close
up to my reverend head and seq he:
IL have hcrn that squntter is the next
thing to cohliscater, and cf that's yer busi.
ness in this here parts you had better BEGIN
to grow mighty small an beautifully less"
An my hearers it looked to me as cf
drove Of mules could have trottcd down ,ho
barrel Nv that ole shot gun, and put spurs
to my old roam and galloped tbrounh ,hr