Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1874-05-15
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HowDY, Dayyi light and hitch; thar's no one
Thar amt a man lvin', cir, I'd sooner like ter
see;
For Nance and Liddy's gone to see sick man on
An Hiram's gone to get his grist at Jason Turn
er's mill.
was in town las Sunday, an my heart an me
To go to meetin'--ef you'll wait I'll tell you what
seed
The bells we're tolling lively on the balmy mornin
An folks were in hurry like the rushin' to a
fair.
The meetln' house was built Of stone, the steeple
The windows they were painted all the colors of
An runnin' up the steeple was great long light.
kinder thought the members lacked confidence
in God.
The big bell sorter hushed itself an then 1t rung
An people come in carridgcs an got out at the
The wimmen fixed thar dresses like they meant to
Thar faces showed they warn't thinking ov their
souls at all.
Wall, Davy, thar stood an though4-'twss wicked
suppose
Some go to church to close their eyes, an some to
eye thar clothes;
overheard ole Missus Swell to Missus stobbns
my dafter Becky's dress want done-she won't
be here to-day"
stood thar hesitatin' like what sort ov move TO
make;
felt that 1 should &c inside for my salvation's
sake;
1 started meekly in the house, 1 knew it want no
harm,
With my old broad-brim hat in hand and jeans
coat on my arm.
1 went along bout halfway up the velvet carpet
The men and wimmen shut thar gates, and they
begin TO smile;
seen one open just Bit went in and pulled
Ito,
When Brown. the banker, riz and said, "This
eres rented pew"
got out Of his "rented pew'' an sot down near
the door,
Expectn for some man to say, "This ere's
rented floor"
A fine dressed stranger he cum in, the members
But every felier jumped at him an opened wide
his gate.
The parson riz an raised his hans with cold and
naughty air,
An everybody in the house stood up an heard his
don't know how it is with them-somehow I al
ways feel
I'm dcin' God injustice when I get too proud to
kneel.
Thc1 all sat down an stared about, then at the
While be put on hi. specs an said, Let's sing
amazin' grace"
An organ busted loose up stairs-the music it was
1t tickled them as couldn't sing and them wot had
TO pay.
The music quit, the parson riz-they passed the
An, when the deekins sot them down, the parson
took his text.
He preached almost two hours bout his faith in
The wimmen folks were noddin' while thar hus-
bands wor asleep.
One gal said to another, "Hev You seed my bow
to-day?"
She'd nod her he'd an then say back. 1.-THE party
One whispered loud enough behind her fan for me
" That bonnet sOfy Tags got on is one she had
last year"
The parson quit and then sat down-the organ
1 thought if that was servin' God the tunes they
played was thin;
I've hearn the bands at circuses play jest the self
same air.
The parson, when the organ quit dismissed 'em
all with prayer.
Now, Dayy, II the angels seed what l did, be-
lieve,
There warn't one among 'em all but what LATED in
thar sleeve;
For God don't smile on Christians who His bless.
ms will abuse;
He haint no use for organs, an He don't like
rented pews.
He rings no bells to tell 'em that the Sabbath's
come once more;
The angels have no carriages to drive up to His
door.
Such Christians might as well look up to God an
sweetly smile,
An say, II send my soul, dear Lord, I'm cummin'
after while"
Our Master up in Heaven, Davy, sees-hears every
thing;
He likes to see His children kneel-an' loves to
hear 'em sing;
For whar He lives the angels sing an Christians
get their dues
His music costs Him nothin', and He has no
rented pews.
Thar aint no use o. fooin' long the road down to
the grave;
Thar is no way O. dodgin' when you've got your
soul to save;
Fine churches, organs, carridges, clothes, rented
pews an "pelf"
Don't count that day-it lays between yer Maker
nm Yourself