The New York herald., 1874-09-26

ing, sne keeps right on talking, Just, sir
as Il sne was born chocSiull oil poetry. May' ar
she IS ree-a-lee ln-sp-iired | do oee-le-l We"
'Who Is the lady that Is speakingo asked In
whisper, fearing TO burst the inspiration by iouo
remark. Al the same time valnly endeavored 10
steady my umbrella in the ram storm OUTSIDE OF
the Old homestead.
sir said the Colonel, whom ! believed 70 be
inspired by-root beer "that us the Rev. Missus
Brown, OF Burlington, and am proud to say that
that noble woman-that imperial woman. boards
at my house,
as she a ministers- faintly asked.
"Sne Is. sir, and | think tiiat she ordained ner-
self. An, SIR" continued the Colonel ear nest!y,
in a WINS er, ''our Church Is the only Jesus Christ
Gods Church atop OF this planet. Yes, slr, we
never ASA for any money rom any one"
''But,u suggested, that would be bad for the
pastor II you do not make any collection or take
up conrrlout oas OF any kind"
"But remember SIR that IN the Spiritual Church
We do not need these things, and IN my house, ia
The brick block in Barleytown, am proud to say
tnat the Rev. Mssus Brown lives With Us, and IT
does not cost her a cent"
JUMBLE OF WORDS.
The Rev. Missus Brown began by reading poem,
which, one would think had been mt TO her by the
Angel GabrIe and sne read it over the open cofiin
o. tue dead girl, whose white lace was awiuiiv
pinched and wasted; The hearers sat IN the
small room, which had q bookcase iuii OF ledgers
ana accounts. picture of q sewing machine, o
clock, Iour- post bedstead ana number OF
They ali hs,eIiea % ana % some G Cried Bitterly. Alter
the poem had been read the Rev. Missus Brown
commenced long and confused and tngrammat-
tcal narangue, the like of which never heard be ore.
The dead girl mad always heen an active woman
in the fields often rolling logs In tour feet Of mo
winter snow, and had taken great pride In raising
fruit trees for nursery and orchard pur-
poses, and accordingly the Rev. Missus Brown
in her sermon, whicn was unlike anything else I
ever heard OF, and which resembled ior the many
curious things 1t contained, the sheet let down by
the angel IN the Apocalypse. kept up sort
OF running fire OF strange remarks and pro.
missed ner hearers that she was certain
that the deceased was now water
Ing flowers ami beautifying q nursery IN
Paradise. Wnen she Lad concluded her remarks
She prayed for all present: and then each man
and woman and child marched by the conlin and
took look at the dead grl's wan and salOw
features. The mother. q delicate woman In
mourning. aud her son and Old MIR. Shlpma an. re-
NAMED until the procession passed out into the
ofchafd III The bitter ram storm.
DUST TO DUST.
And here under the apple trees, which she had
planted and tended so londly. grave Was dug 10y
man very like the first grave oIgger IN Ham
let,n ana the procession was Ormed and followed
wagons aud pedestrians all in a jumble, and saw
her body lowered into this lonely noun tain grave
wmle her rugged Old atner said to me
''Ah, sir, she was good girl. was Isabella
verythlng tnat belonged TO me belonged to ner
and she ,s gone to a better and--a spirit land
can see her even now among the choir OF oesseC
spirits am SO glad that you cameW