The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1876-11-16
A KNOCK DOWN ARGUMENT FOR
THE HEATHEN.
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| N From the San Francisco Call
The other day, when the wind whist.
led sad toned jigs around the Battery. a
little old man entered a saloon in that
vicinity and asked the bar keeper IL he
could leave some tracts there.
"A whole car load, ifyou want to, was
the prompt reply, and the little old man
placed a package on beer table and
softly said
There's no nobler cause than the
cause of the heather. We should all
contribute a small share OF our worldly
wealth to shed the Gospel light across the
seas " NIt| .a tt.t4 t
A pair of boxing gloves were softly re-
posing on table, and the little old man
felt ofthem and went on
at makes me sad to see such sinful
things lying around when the cost of
one glove might save a dozen souls in
Africa"
Three or four Of the boys had dropped
in, and the saloon keeper winked at them
and replied.
DO you want to earn IS for the
heather ?"
"Verily, do"
"Put on the gloves with me and knock
me down and I'll ante up cash enough
to convert a whole regiment of African
sinners" :"
"The cause is noble, the inducement
great, mused the little old man, as he
toyed with the gloves.
The boys encouraged him to goin, de.
string to see him knocked wrong end up,
and he finally got out Of his overcoat with
the explanation.
at can't be a sin to box for the cause
of the heathen."
The saloonist meant to lift him over
one of the tables at the first blow, but the
blow was warded off very handsomely,
and the little old man sighed.
"Ah-um The heather walk in
wickedness and they have souls to be
saved!"
look out now" cried the saloonist,
as he got in left handler.
Verify, will, and | will give thee one
in return-for the heather"
He struck STAGGERING blow, and the
saloonist didn't feel quite so enthusiastic
as on the start. He took the defensive,
and he soon had all the work he could
do.
That's another for the ignorant minds
on the far off short" sighed the little old
man as he knocked the saloonst against
the wall. ......
There wasn't any Science" about him,
but he struck to kill and his arms were
flying about like the spokes of wagon
wheel.
Don't crowd feller," called out the
saloonist as he was being driven back,
and he got mad and put in his hardest
licks. He meant to smash the little old
mans nose as flat as window glass, but
he could not do it. Hegot in two or three
fair hits, and was beginning to regain his
courage when the aged stranger sorrow
fully remarked.
My friend, the heather call, and can
not tarry much longer. Take this one,
and may it broaden your views on the
heather question, Receive this one in the
spirit rendered, and you may be sure the
S shall be beacon light as far as twill
20"
He delivered two sledge hammer blows
light and left, and the saloonist got the
asst on the ear as he lodged the first.
lie went over in beautiful style, and as
lie slowly regained his feet he felt in his
'est pocket for the wager.
"If you'll come around here to night
md do that again Ill double the money"
lie growled, as he paid the wager.
"My road points toward Bostihg," soft
y replied the old man, "and | cannot
AIRY. Let us part friendly, for | only
'oxed thee for the heathen's sake. l
ave to thee, thou hast given to the
leathen, and now, farewell %