Los Angeles daily herald. [volume] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1873-1876, 1874-02-10
The Second Book OF Chronicles.
CHAPTER 1.


ruler over the land of Unculpsalm, in
the country of Kaliforny, in the city
of PhriskO, even the city by the great
sea,
.. Lived John, the servant of God,
who wrote these chronicles.
5. And his chronicle is true in that
he wrote himself, having his eyes open
and being afraid of no man.
4. And i'm the days when Otis was
chief over the city of Phrisko, there
lived Benjamin the scribe of the tribe
of Napthaly, whose tongue was a sharp
sword.
). And OH the thirtieth day of the
first month, .Tcharli, whose surname
Yung, went after Ben the scribe
Of the tribe of Napthaly, in manner
that was hot even as the Goals upon
the hearth and grievous to be borne.
8. For he said that Benjamin was
an inhabitOr of evil places and fol-
lower of lewdwomen.
I. Then Benjamin the scribe arose
i'll his wrath and lifted up his oracles
and said,
s. Behold now, o inhabitants of
Phrislo, and give car! Oh, We that
dwell by the sea, even the mighty sea,
8. Let us see what manner of man
is this unto whom we have listened
this long time.
10. Judge now between us, o peo-
pie, even between ME and this Tcharli
who is called Yung, in that he calleth
me evil names, and gOeth after me in
manner grievOus to be borne.
IL. And Benjamin the scribe wrote
it in book and published it abroad
among all the people, and lie spared
not Tcharli, nor his brethren, nor his
kinsfolk, nor his friends.
IL. And the tribe of the Gusebois
cried aloud in the streets, and in all
the public places, and said, Yeres-
thesum --ss- ...s..
IS. Wherefore, when the people
heard this, great was the sale of the
book written by Benjamin, the scribe
of the tribe of Napthaly.
II. Now when Tcharli, who was
called Yung, saw the book that was
written by Benjamin the. scribe, he
was exceedingly wroth, and his spirit
within him was troubled, both he and
his brethren, and they arose and went
to the judge.
judge, and give ear unto our cry, o ye
that rule this people.
Is. Behold, this man of the tribe of
Napthaly hath written lies about us,
and published them to the people, even
about us and our kinsfOlk.
II. Whereupon the judge wrote
paper and sealed it with his seal, that
Benjamin the scribe should be taken
and cast into prison.
IS. Now on the morrow, Ghus,
brother of Tcharli, espied Benjamin
the scribe, walking in the streets and
public places;
10. And he said, Behold, now is
mine enemy delivered into mine
hand. And he shot at him from be-
hind, two times, and Benjamin the
scribe was sore afraid.
20. Then was Ghus, brother of
Tcharli, taken by the strong men Of
the city, even the Fleece, and cast into
prison. t~ttN-i g ~
81. And after this did Michael, who
was also q brother of rcharli, meet
Benjamin the scribe in the prison, and
would have done him grievous bodily
harm. = #A2
%. Then said the men of Phrisko,
Behold, they have shot these two times
and no man is hurt. Go to, is this not
foOlishness and abomination in our
sight? And they spat on the ground.
%. Now there was in the city Of
Phrisko a scribe who was called Lob
rhin, and whose surname was PICK, and
he was of the tribe of the liars-in-wait.
"A. And he was called Pick for that
men said, 10, he is not worth plea
yune.
%. Now a picayune was money of
little value and small worth in the
eyes of the men of the South.
20. And Lohrhin read the book of
Benjamin the scribe of the tribe of
Napthaly, that he wrote of Tcharli,
surnamed the Yung, and he said, Be-
hold here is my opportunity.
q. For aforetime Tcharli and Lob
rhin did chilly cast mud at each other,
but Tcharli east the most.
90 Wherefore Lohrhin hated Tcharli
with a hatred passing that of q brother,
him much evil in the sight of the
people.
90. And he wrote in his book and
abused Tcharli, and said that he was
man of Belial.
30. But the people said, Go to, is
not each of we tarred with the same
stick, and shall Lohrhin throw dust in
our eyes! BE. it far from US.
81. So Lohrhin was exceeding sor-
rOwful, in that he could not deceive
the people. ll
80. For he was man of great voice,
but little head, and he thought that
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