The New York herald., 1875-12-19


she tries to jump back again. Letters
poured Boston and kilograms rafting the
wires hour after hour. asking what in the world tho
people are 70 do about II. Grave conventions are
called ministerial bodies arc agtaied, and votes or
censure are passed The Congress OF the United
States hesitates in the very midst OF It's momentous
issues and soemny calls for tho yeas and nays Over
whatS Sure enough. Boston preachers are
laughing in their sleeve at the gravity.
gusto and Cannon Of this great nation
little meeting they held somewhere In this
city and in which something was said about something
which almost everybody had forgotten. Whom the
telegram to the reporter OF your own paper in
sructng him at midnight to hunt up the meeting, no
rubbed his eyes, and, dumbfounded, sprang for the
mystery If It weird form
that throttled him out Of the dark. Bos-
ton Preachers meeting He did not know
that such meeting had been held in the city Hc
could find little about it in any all Of the evening
papers. But find the thing or make it he must The
affair is nearly fortnight old, and the first thing
said by any one in Boston comes back TO in your
morning paper. These preachers laugh again
Now a Boston preacher is a peculiar institution
He Is frank and fearless, and free and funny
The idea that anybody dare tell HIM what he shall say
or shall not say! Boys that had been brought up
scattering salt birds tails would not be nimble
enough find out where the Boston preacher last had
been, or where he was likely next to be- And the Bos
ton Preachers meeting There is nothing that is in
heaven above or that Is In the earth beneath that
is in the water under the earth which cannot be hos
ptably treated there. AS to their representing any
one else than themselves no one imagined it. They
claim too much originality for that And for 'ther
taking anything back" they would ask you, "Back
where2"
Now, with all these facts before the world imagine
how these preachers chucke whom they hear that
the whole country Is scared because bishop, born of
their blood and in Davd's town, " had said something
in their meeting about certain Mr. Grant, who wasn't
public three times and because they all rose up when
he had done and said they glad hear him talk
Can't you sec through their chuckling now
They are making fun of the whole of
Ssc n ooOa ,Po as Is sro 0ng hing
TO poke more fun at the country than he is doing at
this very time. And the fame of this makes this
editor from out West country coming with his
high topped wellw silk crowned hat knocked back
on his head blue umbrella under his arm pantaloons
in the tops Of his boots and the great fappers of that
samo brown coat that he bought at his wedding,
flying straight toward his home he cries against the
wind, 'sRomanism, Romansm in the Methodist
Church |"
Another thin nervous wiry old gentleman, dressed
mostly with high choker, comes out Of his onlce
IN little town away to the South He has always
been democrat, but first rate Methodist Hc has
heard the news those two little black eyes dance
round his brown -coored cheeks like couple Of
monkeys IN painted wagon at a show when the lion
growls and strikes out his paw. He squirms and
pupitl Tho Methodsts, the Methodists are preach.
ing politics. to the ruin Of the country and Church I"
! Ana lastly comes tho grave and dignlhed doctor
with 'specs" He has thin gray hair, neatly trimmed
beard is slightly stopped when he walks and he swag
along in thoughtful mood he talks himself
on the way TO the meeting when he is about to dwell
on the high calling of tho Christian minister and say
awful things about his brethren in Boston He don't like
the bishops because there of them made
or less Of that kind and more of another he could
tion. He thinks the Church Is being made political
machine and he joins in with all tho newspapers who
think as he does and records his protest against tho
preachers in Boston But If you could the face of
that Boston preacher would laugh at the smrk that
cite
in the South or the West
The whole trouble, Mr.. Editor is with the naughty
newspapers They have told some "whoppers" And
1t helps on the laugh wonderfully to find that the peo
pie out West and down South believe everything the
newspapers say. Poor fellows and fcllowesses This
Boston Preachers meeting has better kind of faith
than that believes in itself But you have by your
enterprsng reporters put the Associated Press boys
Of this city in very bad predicament You have so
seriously questioned the preachers all the country
that you have called out denial of this funny state
ment which no preacher here who is familiar with
some oil the Jolly Boston reporters would have thought
Of denying. We all knew the Boston papers did not
believe it themselves. One ugly little fellow, who
busters a great deal more in a naughty way
about good people than any of his neighbors
in the Boston Offices, writes a very mill
in which he says whoever says he don't tell the truth
hes that Bishop Haven lies and that everybody who
denies the little story OF the Philadelphia Item lies and
altogether he shows himself to be avery mad little
But the Boston preacher thinks Of replying
him, and he tthe paper man) would himself begin 10
imagine that he had been telling some truth If he
have no very grave objection to anything your
porter represents saying. He slightly misunder-
stood mo in seeking to represent the Methodist preach
ers South and West when spoke only OF the men In
this city. But IL shows how the whole atmosphere is
surcharged with electric fire what great matter
the little thing kinded 1t will be necessary however
for this country to be the lookout for this Bos
ton Preachers meeting for II you have been
told that they have nominated the
President you may wake up some morning and find
they havc elected him. That will be all you know
that Is left for them to do This great American people
will doubtless have the sympathy OF the Boston Preach
ers meeting when they serious enough not to
laugh at the solemn and dyspeptic dread that hangs
holy horror Of themselves, wherever their name is
mentioned J. w. HAMILTON,
Pastor of the famous Third Term church,
No l6 TEMPLE STREET, BosToN, Dec. 16, 1876.