Cedar Falls gazette. [volume] (Cedar Falls, Iowa) 1860-1895, 1871-04-07

4 Repentant Sinner Organizes a San
day SchGOi---NOt Knowing how to
run the "darned thing" lie closes
the Exercises " It'll n Horse Race.
A man living in the suburbs of
Cedar Falls, feeling his guilt of CON
science for not travelling i'm the path
his parents had pointed out, resolved
to do something for the promotion of
religion. Looking about for a field
OF labor, he saw an opening at a GER
tain school house on the Waterloo
road. Said he, las the twig is bent
the tree is Inclined" I'll organize
Sunday School there next Sunday.
After the school had been organized,
he found other duties devolving upon
him besides organizing classes and
appointing teachers. There had to
be prayers offered. He Jared very
well for the first two Sundays, as
there were church members present;
but on the next Sunday, O, horrors
time for the exercises to commence,
no church member present and lie had
never thought of prayer through
out the entire week. He had never
done the like at home, and could not
think Of practicing abroad for the
amusement of other people. If you
ever saw young bear tied to q stake
and watched his maneuvers, you can
form some idea of bis motions, His
sorrow, however, was soon turned
into joy. Looking out of the door,
he saw brother II. coming up the
road. He knew brother r. was very
accommodating and would just as
soon lend him a prayer as not, but he
was determined to get out of that po-
sition just as soon as possible or else
never be there again before the
church members. He insisted on
brother II. to take the school, and
used the very forcible argument that
he didn't know how to run the
"darned thing" After Sunday
school had closed, one of the officers
handed the librarian the books,
which were carried in basket to his
home for safe keeping. The Super
intendent and librarian both came
on horseback. The Supt., s., being
Il judge of horse flesh, discovered
there was some "gitn to LIS horse,
says he, halloo, L., is that running
horse of yours. Yes, says L., he gets
over ground pretty lively. That is
just the case with mine. Says s., he
never suffers any grass to grow un-
der him, say we try their springs
All right, says L., that is just my
style exactly. So L. hung the libra.
ry on fence stake. and s. deposited
his Bible in fence corner. After all
preliminaries had been gone through
with, such as making mark to start
from, taking off hats, coats, boots, in
fact anything that could be spared
which would eatch the wind oc i'm
any way impede the progress of the
horses, and still appear respectable
before the Sunday school. was taken
off. (There were no side bets, as the
members of the s. s. were opposed
to betting on Sunday.) All ready,
says s. All ready, says l.. One,
two, three, go,-off they went down
the road about half mile. Well,
says S., you beat me coming down,
but don't believe you can do it go>
ing back. All right, says L, we'll
try it over again, tive might just as
well be hung for an old sheep as a
lamb" So back they went, urging
their horses to their utmost speed,
SIS horse still bringing up the rear.
s. declared his horse would have beat
but he started OH the wrong foot both
times. TO cut long story short,
that was the last time s. ever went
to that Sunday school. We do not
know whether he is ashamed because
he got beat in horse race, or wheth-
er he thinks brother II. will not be
so liberal with his prayers hereafter,
or whether he has concluded he can
run horses better than he can run o
Sunday school.