The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1874-03-07
Bill Myers Mare.
A STORY WITH A MORAL.
BY PRESIDENT FUTILE, OF WABASH
COLLEGE, IN EVANGELIST.


sort, enterprising, and jolly, and free in
speech and manner. Among them
are some of the smartest fellows, and
for them predict fortune. They en-
counter peculiar dangers from their
rowing kind of life, and not the smallest
of these is from tippling. 1t is very
easy to imagine that the water is bad,
or to feel clamp" or exposed to some
disease, or that one is very tired, and
that little whiskey will be good.
notice also that many young men
"make mock of my fears. They
are merry as crickets as they tell their
drinking exploits. Many of them carry
well-filled flask. And thus they get
very familiar with that which has des-
troyed multitudes.
Two OF these men met in our car.
They were merry, and at last they went
back to the water.tank TO get water to
mix with something else which they
drank. And when they returned to
their seat, either because / looked like
one of their sort-as l trust 1 do not
or because they noticed my interest in
their movements, one of them asked
me IF l would not take little? 1t is
real good; the genuine articler'
l thanked the young man for his
offer, although my sense of duty strug-
gled with my politeness, and felt that
l ought rather to say sect thee behind
me, Satan!" But still thanked him,
and added "Let me pay you by telling
you a story"
Now story in q tedious ride on
railroad, even IL it be in one of the
elegant Pan Handles, is always well
come, and SO they all listened as
began.
THE fact is, gentleman" I said,
"whilst thankful for your offer, am
afraid to accept it,
"Well, 1 am not afraid" said the
young man, as If little hurt.
81 was not speaking Of you, but of
myself, l replied. "The fact is, am
afraid. But / was to tell you story,
not an original one, but one in which
that wonderful man, Father Hunt the
temperance lecturer, was an actor.
"You may not know that on that sub 4.
ject 1t was not always wise for an op-
poser to attack him. He was sure TO be
a little singrd in the conflict.
Zone day Mr.. Hunt was making a
hard assault on rum drinking in a
neighborhocd where Dutch distller
named "Billy Myers was a sort of
king. This man was present and con-
tinually interrupting the speaker by
say ing in loud voice "Mr. Hunt,
money makes the mare go!' at first
it raised laugh, which Mr.. Hunt took
in good nature. AT last he stopped
for personal colloquy with. his tor
mentor, and said, Look here, Mr..
Myers, you say money makes the mare
go, and you mean that lecture on tem-
perance for money, don't you?' Yes,
that is what | mean, Mr.. Hunt Well,
Mr.. Myers, you carry Oh distillery,
and you do it for money, don't you p
IT. be sure l do, Mr.. Hunt; money
makes the mare go!' 'And so Mr..
Meyers, you say have a marc, and
you have q mare also; suppose we troi
them out together and see how they
compared
"The meeting was in grove, and the
sharp lecturer knew thing or two, and
SO the old distiler found out, for Mr..
Hunt pointed to a young fellow who
was quite drunk, aud was steadying
himself by a tree, and said, Mr. Myers,
who is that young fellow The distil-
Ter started as II stung, as he answered,
That is my son. Your son, is he, Mr..
Myers? l guess he has been riding
your mare and got throwd, hasn't hep
"And who is that young fellow sit
ting so drunk on that log out there?'
asked the lecturer, pointing to second
one.
"The distiller uttered an exclamation
of real pain, as he said, THAT is my son,
tool' 'He is, is hep said, 'Mr. Hunt,
Il guess he has been riding your mare
alec, and she has kicked up and thrown
him over her head, hasn't she? Your
mare must be q vicious, dangerous
brute, isn't she, Mr.. Myers?"'
'.The distiller could not stand It any
longer, but said. Look here, Mr.. Hunt,
1 won't say another word IL you will lot
me Off,
"And there Is my story about Mr..
Bill Myers and his mare. 1t may not
seem 70 you, young men. 70 have much
point but Che fact Is have noticed