The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1872-04-18
twas None of his Fnneral.

A Western paper tells story of a
deaf. gentleman's mistake. 1t seems
that in the procession that followed
the good deacon Jones to the grave
ss last summer the Rev. Mr.. Sampler the
new Clergyman ofsEasf Town, found
hiInselfin the same carriage with an
elderly man he had never met before.
They rode in grave silence for few
a-samoments. when the Clergyman en-
deaVored to improve the occasion by
serious conversation.
AThis is a solemn duty In which we
are engaged, my friend" said he.
"Hey? What dc you say sir ~ the
old man returned. Cant you speak
louder? I'm hard of hearin! !"
II was renarking,N sfoHted the
- s.A Clergyman, s4hat this Is solemn road
we are travelling to-day"
''Sandy roadl You don't call this
ERE sandy, do ye? Guess you amt
been down to the south deestrict yet
Thafsa stretch ofsroad on Sthe. old
pike that beats all I ever see for hard
travelin.' Only week before Deacon
Jones was tux sick, / met him driysna
his OK team along there, and the sand
-.v4.- was pretty nigh up to the hubs of the
sxs wheels The deacon used to get
80 dreadfully riled bout that piece 7of
aaaa srsasion aGo Easr forss IegP does ahead q
The young clergyman looked blank
at the unexpected sturn-givenr to, his;
remark, but quickly Recovered him.
Scli, anu raising MS VOICE TO the Nigh
szss. est pitch, he resumed the converse
55ssF ssr tiOu. ~ ~ l7 aa- it' ft- "a -. "a
-. : ss. "Our friend here has done with ali
the discomforts of earth, I" he said SOL
+. Fl y EMMY "A small spot of ground will.
81 soon cover his senseiess clay" "e-g I -
- :" ssssDid you say clay, sir 2" cried the
ssss. old man, eagerly. HTain't nigh so
.sis good to cover sand with as medder
.a.;- loan. Sez Ito Mr.. Brewer, last town.
n: a: ...F Ineetin' day, If you'd cart on . few
~ 49, dozen ieads-and there's acres of it ON
the river bank .sez I.-you'd better.
- make as pretty a piece ofroad as there
& ~, sai lis in all Har'fof county But we are
slow folks in East Town, SIR . ~ 81 ,gs ~. g.
1t was, perhaps, fortunate for the
clergyman at that moment that the
smell of new-made hay from a neigh
boring field suggested a new train of
thoughtd5 93iIIYn99 ,zdidJ :
Look r said he, with a graceful
wave OF his hand, "what an emblem
of the brevity of human life! sAs the
- sgfass Of the field SO man .fonrisheth,
and Tomorrow he is cut down."
81 don't calculate to cut mine till
next Week, ,Dsaid his companion. "Y ou
mustn't cut grass too early; and then,
again, you mustn't cut it too late" .<lr1
no "My friend, 'shrieked the clergyman,
sss u ina last desperate atfein bt ITO make
himself understood, esthis is no place
for vain conversation We are ap-
preaching the narrow house for all the
living"
They were entering the graveyard.
but the old man stretched his neck
go from the earring window in the op-
~ Eposite direction. do you.niean Squire
Hubbard's over yonder? IT'S rather
narrer. They build all them new fam
gled houses that way now. To my
mind they amt nigh so handsome nor
so handy as the old-fashioned square
ones with broad entry runnin' clear
through to the back door. Week.-Mrs.
is the gettin'-Out place. amt it 2 -Mti.h
ebleeged toye, parson, for yer enter
aTf3 tainin' remarks ~ fYERfp|