The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1872-07-11

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tha al1ensaat stranger Heset lg Huu-
brr lla Hl aaHt uT.asas aa.aoa.
DC bod hea aa proprietor eta dasa.ns
halamclt. Haam could hsTa discarded
wfthaet Size numaHg af g divorce. I.e
ha hcld o high position iu tse Gre de-
numeut, aal had beeH very Narw.gb
iu politics. When BE died there wss
q great lsmeutsHay throughout tae town,
bod especially iu tAogas, bottom stratum
Of society.
On the inquest it Nas shown SHAT Buck
Faashaw. fu the del.glum Of wasting ty-
phoId fever. had taken arsenic, shot iim-
self through ,bc body, gut his throat aud
Jumped out of 90 iyur-slory window and
broke bis ncgs. aud alter due deIibea-
uoa iae Jury .ad and teatiUl, bat with Ia
teigouee uubljuded by Sc. sorrow,
brought iu ncrdicl of death ''by the Wis
itaiiou Of God" What could the world
do without jufiess
Prodieiou. preparations were made for
ibo funeral. AL. the vehicles in the town
were hired, aud an the saloons were put
30 mourning, 90 The municipal and fire
company aags were hung at half mast,
and AL the Hremeu ordered 10 muster in
uniform and bring their machine. dnly
duped IN black.
( Eegrctful resolutions were passed and
various committees were appointcdi
amoug Others a committee OF one was APP
pointed 10 aall ON minister fragile,
gentle, spiritual new dedgling from AN
eastern theological seminary, and as yet
uuacqualutod with the ways Of the mines.
The committeeman, "Seotty" Briggs -
made his visit.
Being admitted to his presence, he sat
down before the clergyman, placed his
Ore hat on an unfinished manuscript SER
mon under the minister uosa, took from
II a red silk handkerchief, wiped his brow
and heayed a sigh Of dismal impressive
ness explanatory Of bis business. He
chokcd and even she'd tears, but with an
effort he mastered bis voice, and said, in
lugubrious tones;
Are you the duck that runs the gospel
mill neEt door?
Am / The pardon me, | believe do
not understand
With another sigh and half sob scotty
rejoined:
Why you see we are in bit OF trouble,
the boys thought maybe you'd give us a
1 lift, If we'd tackle you, that is, if Pye got
the rights of 1t and You are the head clerk
Of the doxology works next door.
] am the shepherd in charge Of the flock
whose fold is next door,
Tho which,
The spiritual advisor Of the little com
. pany Of believers whose sanctuary adj
JONES these premises
seotty scratched his head, reflected q
moment and then said;-
You rather hold over me, pard.
reckon can't call that hand.
How beg your pardon. What did
understand you to say?
Wen you've rather got the bulge on
me. Or maybe we've both got the bulge
somehow. You don't smoke me and |
DOM smoke yon. You see one of the boys
has passed in bis checks, and we want to
give him a good send of, and so the thing
I'm on now is to rout out somebody to
jerk out a little ohin-music for us, and
waltz lim through handsome.
My friend, ! seem TO grow moro ane
more bewiIdercd. Your observations arc
wholly incomprohcnsible to me. Cannot
YOU simplify them some way At first
, thought perhaps | understood you, bu
O. now / grope. Would il not expedite
matters il you restricted youself TO cate
gorical statements of fact uniucumbered
with obstruoung accumulation of meta
phor and alIegory?
Another pause, and more reelection
y Then scotty said:
o l'il have to pass. Judge,
How!
You've raised me out, pard
stiI fnH to catch your meaning.
Why, that last lead Of youru is too
many for me-thats the idea. can
neither trump nor follow suit.
The clergyman sank back in his cbai
, perplcxed. scotty leaned his head on hl
hand, aud gave himself up to reflection
Presently bis face came up, sowowiul bu
confident.
I've got it now, SOS you can sayyy
Z said he. What we want IS a gospcl-sbarp
- Soes
A what
Gospci-sharp, arson,
" Oh, why did YOU not say so before:
afn q clergyman "a parson.
}. Now you talkl You see my blind an,
straddled II like d man. Pat il there eN
4 tending brawny paw, which closed Owe
the minister small hand aud gave it
shake indicative of iratarnal ympath
and feryeut qualification.
Now we aro all right, pard. Lers star
fresh. Don't you mind me shuaiiug
Hulc, bcauz we're iu @ power Of trouble
You see one Of the boys las gone up th
numc.
Gone where
Up ,bc gume-t tbrow'd up the sponge
You know.
Thrown mp the sponge,