Smyrna times., 1872-03-13
A Short Sermon.

Inc hen scratches where she expects to find
bug"
fellow-s sisters, brethren, women and chill
dren' generally and particularly speaking
L on 9eedn hustle any pages for the text-for
1t ain there 1t Is special dispensation to
your appointed pastor, and he hurls it at you
Tor what 1t is worth. where the hen scratches
there she expects to find bug Did Won
come from the race-track of the world to parade
your trottIng-horSes before the meek and the
Iowiy Have you dropped the dazzling rattles
oI business and pleasure to while an idle hour
away IN listening to the mournful melody that
IS rung by angel hands from the sacred harm
'nat hangs forgotten on the dropping willows
OF mortality, or are you tusseling with the arch
enemy Tor the almighty dollar? Verify | saw
unto you, where the hen scratches there sb.
expects to find bug
My drowsy hearers we are a lot of dam
aged goods, trying to palm ourselves off upon
each other for more than market value, and
the old firm Of Time, Death & Co. is doing
heavy commission business upon our stock in
trade hear the maet-tap of Death. with
Its mechanical tap tap! and stoiid monotone
OF gong going and the next moment down
! II VIII come upon some of our unconscious
headS, and we shall be folded up ike the tents
OF the Arabs, and as silently borne away to the
! other side OF Ordan, where the dry-gO0dS man
!
thing to say, and the weary hen ceases from
scratching and the precious bug is found In
the midst OF life we are in debt saws a noble
! prophet, who was near kin to YOUR beloved
paNtOr Ii any OF you are tempted to tarry in
the tavern OF life, and fail to settle your account
with the landlord, may the text rise up before
you, like fabulous Arabian hero, onlv to rest
from the rough-and tumble giant, and deter
you from that sink of utter deprayitv where
uruhkards lead trusttul hens to scratch up the
bugs they devOur.
Your undivided attention is furthermore
solicited to the signfcaton of the text. meta
phOrcaliy and collectively, in small packages.
TO suit every capacity, from the boy eating pea,
nuts peacefully III the corner to the hardened
sinner who talks so proudly in your pastors
presence. And woe upon you, young woman.
see.sawlng up the broad aisle with your bonnet
and streamers a-tlying, for your vanity of vani.
ties And you, young men-in your flaming
hecKtles@go on, until you slip over bale OF
cotton and are lett to drift away over the broad
Orlmstone sea of national disgrace, a byword
and Jest that you love not, but too well. No!
beloved. L warn you now, if you manifest
symptoms OF such cOwardice as has been handed
down to you from high places, the biggest pair
OF stoga boots III this congregation shall rise up
IN Judgment against you and kick YOU out into
the broad road that leads to everlasting ruin.
And, finally, when you cut the crust from
your brown bread loaf, and scrape the hard
beans from the top of your noontide pot, if YOU
cut a little below the crisp for the beggar'
and outcaSts portion, your digestion will trou-
bic you less; and as you steal out-as some OF
you will tonight, when the silver moon of
memory hangs over the haunted hills of the
past, and shows, at some halowed finger-post
that points the way, beloved one went over
your broken beArt to heaven, may the eternal
verdure of the evergreen hope spring up in the
barren. spots trod hard by the busy feet of the
absorbing Now, and bring you to the sweetn S
OF that peace and the tenderness of love that
overfows continually, in deeds and words, for
the elevation of ragamuf1ins who march in the
rear ranks OF the great army Of humanity for
the barbarlans are not all in ragged file, but
many gem of purest ray serene wants but
lifting from the filth to shine. So mote it be
Brother SlOwtast, circulate the platter for the
root of all evil until it is all rooted out of this
place. For verify | say unto you, the hen
that stratches here expect to find bug.
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