The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1876-05-18
How m Irrevcrent Saloon-Keepcr Was
Taken In.

From the San Francisco Call.
The other day, when the wind
whistled sad-toned jigs around the
battery, a little old MIN entered 4 sa-
loon. in that vicinity, and asked the
bar-keeper if he could leave some
tracts there.
"a whole carload, if You want to. .
was the prompt reply, and the little
old man placed a package on a beer
table and softly said:
"There's no nobler cause than the
cause of the heather. We should all
contribute small share of our worldly
wealth to shed the gospel light across
the SEAS
A pair of boxing-gloves were softly
rep0sing on table, and the little old
man felt of them and went on:
cit makes me sad to see such sinful
things lying around when the cost of
one glove might save dozen souls in
Africa"
Three or four of the boys had
dropped in, and the saloon-kceper
winked at them and replied:
"Do you want to earn IS for the
heather -
s'Verily, do
''Put on the gloves with me and
knock me down, and I'll ante up cash
enough to convert whole regiment
of African Sinners"
''The cause is noble. the inducement
| great" unused the little old man, as
he toyed with the gloves.
The boys encouraged him to go in,
desiring to see him knocked wrong
side up, and he finally got out of his
oyercoat with the explanation
| f'1t can't be i sin to box for the
cause of the heathen.'
one Of the tables at the first blow, but
the blow was warded off very hand.
somely, and the little old man sighed
"Ah-um! The heather walk in
wickedness and they have souls to be
saved :"
s.Look out, now !" cried the saloon
list as he got in q left.hander,
'Verily, will, and will give thee
one in return-for the heathen.''
He struck a staggering blow, and
the saloonist didn't feel quite SO en-.
thusiastic as on the start. He took
! the defensive. and he soon had all hi
could do. =
s'That's another for the ignorant
minds on the far-off shore!' sighed
the little old man as he knocked til.
saloonist against the wall.
| There wasn't any "science' about
him, but he struck to kill, and hi
arms were flying about like the spoke
of a wagOn-Wheel.
'''Don't crowd a feller," called Out
the saloonist, as he was being driver
back, and he got mad and put in hi:
hardest ticks. He meant to smash tn
little old mans nose as fiat as a win
dow-glass but he couldn't do it. H,
got in two or three fair hits, and wa
beginning to regain his courage, whe1
the aged stranger sorrowfully re
marked:
"My friend, the heather call, and
cannot tarry much longer. Take thi:
one, and it may broaden your views OF
the heather question. Receive thi:
one in the spirit rendered, and you
may be sure the five dollars shall be .
beacon-light IS far as it will CO.,
He delivered two sledge hammer
blows, right and left, and the saloon
list got the last on the ear as he dodge;
the first. He went over in beautiful
style, and as he slowly regained hi
feet he felt in his vest-pocket for tn
wager. . ~
s'If you'll come around here to-nigh
, and do that again Ill double the mon
; ey !" he growled, as he paid the wa
, ger.
f'"'My road points toward Bosting,
: softly replied the old man, ssand can
mot tarry. Let us part friendly for