Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1876-05-27
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rConcluded from hrst paHel
sssrr;an sculptures, as represented in La
y.ra,s ..Nineyeh," or George Smiths later
discoveries. was Immediately behind the
raneraL while the terrified enemy were
feeing in everv direction. The hero of the
hattie was smiling blandly, and was gem
liz waving his feathered hat In the direc-
ton of the foe. Between the WINDOWS
there was one picture more OF the same
order. A severe yellow frame shut IN
1.-The Lovers Vow" A red-cheeked man,
with white vest and black coat. and yell
low chain and seal. was placing huge
rig Upon the very pink hand OF red-faced
girl, with tight-titting green dress OF an
ancient pattern, being made very full and
stuffy at the shoulders and very narrow at
the wrists. They were standing by win
dow. through which could be seen brisk
and active fountain jumping as high as it
was possible to jump, row OF stif, tai
poplar trees. and a full-orbed moon OF the
largest kind and description.
Having taken all this in, and having
scratched his head as he sat upon the one
chair in his apartment, the missionary
went out into the hall and called the pro-
prietor. -,
"May have some water, sir ?" said he.
"Lor', yes; takes a plenty; just go
down to the pump and help yourself to
the bucketful."
GOOD Heavens" said the missionary
to himself, has it come to this at last,
and are all those hard stories about West
ern life, after all, true?"
When he returned to his room he was
not edited by the conversation which he
heard in the bar-room below. 1t was not
such as was calculated to inspire or reas-
sure him in the lonely, dismal feeling OF
that hour.
There was hole in the floor through
which, in winter time, the stove-pipe came
up into the upper room, and, like river
branching out into lake, which then
goes on its way as river again, this pipe
arrangement branched out into a drum,
and then went on as pipe again, and end
ed in the chimney over the masonic chart
already described. But now, as it was
summer, and there was only hole in the
floor, the missionary from the upper world
of purity looked down upon the lower
world of sinners in the bar room. This
he could do by simply pulling out tin
stopper. which looked like a truncated
beaver hat.
Some half-dozen long bearded Western
ers were laughing, and talking, and smok-
ing their greasy-looking pipes, so that the
rank perfume of their cabbage-tobacco
came up to the overlooking missionary
like the fumes of the nethermost pit.
Il say, captain p roared out one of the
gang, "did you see the missionary who
has been sent outl to convert US fellows
He's about fifteen years old He took his
buds up stairs and asked for things just
like thew do in the CITY hotels {"
II expected to see his nurse get out
after him." said another big. brawny fell
low. ''Why, he's smooth-faced boy
what on earth did they send that chap out
here forp Does he think he's goin' to
open an infant school out on these prai-
RESP What set of fools them preachers
arer'
Iy.-EASTWARD HO
Charles Kingsley's story of Westward
Hop was reversed with our hero after
three months experience of circuit-ridng.
In the days of September. when the au
tumn tinge began to remind him that the
summer was over, Sam appeared at the
door, and the bags were put in, and these
rough. old fellows, who laughed at his
coming. now with tears in their eyes babe
the missionary goodbye, and the fifty mile
drive over the grassy waste was made,
and the Rising Sun Hotel was visited
again, and at last the little cottage-home
of Parson Jambeau was reached, and
Brother Joseph was waiting for the friar
to turn up; and off they all went through
Minnesota in a big two-horse wagon with
all sorts of camp equipage.
They would fire away at prairie-chick-
ems and stop to fish at the streams on
their route, and then hold missionary
meetings at night.
At last they parted from the old parson,
and watched him drive back again to his
humble little home at the missionary sta
ton; and the rejoicing students, after
visiting St. Paul, and Minneapolis, and
the charming environs of Fort Smelling,
and the Falls of Minnehaha, appeared one
morning at the halls of-Seminary and
took up their church history and Hebrew
grammar just as if nothing had ever hap
pened. and as if they had never dived
deep down in the realities of life in their
summer vacation, while the other theologs
were lazily loafng. But what they did
during these three months, how they
preached in halls. and grocery stores, and
off of the tail end of their wagons at cross
roads how they raised money for churches
do good 10 English settlers who had bought
corner-lots in fine cities, as they appeared
on paper, and then, like Martin Chuzzle-
wit and Mark Tapley at Eden, were wait
ing for years for civilization to stretch
out there-'are they not written in the
books of the chronicles of the-Mission
airy Society,"" as the doings of the Kings
OF Judah are written in the other books
which we never take the trouble to read
For everything in life, like the moon it.
self, has its other unseen side, and these
adventures of the circuit-rider, as herein
described, form the other side of a brief