Ottumwa weekly courier. (Ottumwa, Wapello County, Iowa) 1872-1899, 1876-06-07
MISCELLANY.
MR. COBLEIGH's MOVING.
The Eject 81 Living Next Deer 60 .
second Advcntist.
From the Danbury News.

rTOh ZIG b0uDuty NoWss
Mr.. Cobleigh moved OH the LIST of
May. We were going through North |
street when we met him with the in
sigma of the act upon him, viz, a
clock, and lamp. If|
we had suddenly discovered our own
family moving we could not have
been more astonished. He had lived
in the house from whence he was NOV
ing for at least eight years. He set the
lamp on fence and propped the
clock and looking-glass against the
same.
"You are surprised to see me at
this" he said with an anxious look.
We admitted as much.
81 little expected it at one time my
self" And he sighed drcarily.
"Any trouble with the landlord p
"No, no."
"With the house then?'
"Oh, no; good landlord, and good
house. l don't know if I'll ever again
find as good. I've lived there eight
years last fall, and l might've lived
there all my life if it wasn't for the
DANCED fools in the world.'
We looked our sympathy.
"You see," he went on, "about six
months ago one of those chaps who
believe in series of sudden and I'M
expected judgment days-Second
Advent they call 'em-moved in next
door (whcrc Parker used to live).
He was a peaceful sort of man
enough to get along with, but he was
a strong Second Advent and so was
his wife. Well, they hadn't lived
there two weeks before they got ac-
quaintcd, and began to have reTala-
TONS" He paused and sighed.
"But why should their peculiar re-
ligious belief make you dissatisfied
with your homc?' we venturcd to
inquire.
"Why?" he calculated, staring
hard at us. "But then you don't know
anything about it. You never lived
next door to a Second Advent, per-
haps?"
Mot that we can remember"
"Youd remember it if you had"
he replied, with significant emphasis.
an never forget my experience.
That family got acquainted with us,
and then it began to have revelations.
First they borrowed little sugar,
and then little tea, and then a little
salcratus, and then this and then that.
They said the world was all going to
be burned up in two weeks, and they
didn't fell like going to the expense
of getting barrel of sugar when
eternity was SO close, and wouldn't
we let them have a small teacupful
We let 'em have it. Then, two days
after, they came in and said that, ow-
ing to the immediate approach of the
end of all things, they didn't think it
advisable to lay in q ton of salaratIs,
and wouldn't we just loan them a
cupful? Ny wife didn't believe, OF
course, that the world was coming to
an end, but she thought the poor
critters did, and she reasoned that
when they saw there was no fire OF
smoke on the day in question. they'd
pony up with the sugar and saleratus
and the hundred and one other things
But they wasn't that kind of Advents.
When the time came around and the
performance didn't, they professcd to
have got sort of postscript with la.
ter particulars, and then they came
over as rampant as ever, and more SC
In fact, every fresh disappointment
appeared to give them new zeal for
victuals and it got so they were over
every day, and sometimes twice a
day, after one thing and another"
"But didn't they return any of the
articles p
"Certainly not. IF the world was
going to end what was we agoina
to do with the articles? | couldn't
go through fire, could /, with teacup.
fuls Of saleratus, sugar, tea, etc, hung
to me? That's the way they reason.
ed. But they were going to make il
all right OH the other shore, was what
his wife always said. told my wife
if we could only get back 10 pei
cent. Of the things on this shore, I'D
chcerfully run my chances for the
balance when we got over there. Be
sides all that the prospect of so much
groceries waiting for me OH the other
shore began, after awhile, to get very
embarrassing, and kinder limited to
the chap something to this effect, but
it did no good. He'd got that notion
bored right into his skull, and all he
could see was clouds of glory, and
angels, and harps, and my sugar, and
salaratus, and and coffee, and the like
by George it got to be just awful,
l can tell you Day in and day out
that fellow or some of his folks, was
repairing their ascension buds or go.
ing for my groceries, and ii did seem
as if I'd 60 mad and get up a judg-
ment day on my own hook. Why,
that chap would come on the
greatest crranls you ever saw.
He came in one day to
get my shaving brush. He said
hp didn't feel justified in buying
a new brush right on the eve of gen.
eral resurrection, over there 0iere
Mr.. Cobleigh waved his hand in
gloomy indication of the locality
she'd give me a shaving brush inlaid
with precious stones and frisking i'm
golden foam. Bah The jackass
But that's the way he'd talk. He got
my axe one day with lot Of the same
foolishmess, and while he was using
it the handle broke and the blade went
down the well. He came right over
to see if l had another axe, and when
! told him l hadn't any, and that
didn't know how I'd get along
without that one, Pm blamed if he
didn't want me to borrow one from
some of the neighbors, so he could
finish the job he was at. lie said there
was no use of my buying a new axe
with the crack Of doom staring us in
the face. There'd be no use for new
axe in heaven, for thcrc'd be no pain
there, an no crying, with lot of 9th.
CT stuff Tbia rilcd me like thunder.
But there was no use talking to him.
l was mad, though, about the axe, as
mad as could be, and told him il
he didn't get me new axe I'd bust
him i'm pieces with the right arm OF
law. And what do You suppose he
said !" And Mr.. Cobleigh looked al
us with grim anxiety.
We were obliged to admit that VIC
couldn't tell.
Gle said he'd go home and pray
for me" added our friend, with sigh
Of despair, land now what could dc
with such chap as that? There was
no use getting mad, and you couldn't
reason him out Of the foolishness
And he wouldn't move, and the day
of judgment showed 10 singnso1
being in earnest. So there l was
The only thing could do was to get
away, and I've hired a house at the
other end of town, and Pm moving
there. And now,' added our unfor.
tunate friend, steadying the glass and
clock under his arms while he grasp.
ed the lamp, give got where there's a
Jail OH one side of me and q grave
yard on the other, and don't care a
darn how many Second Advents
move on either side"
And he stalked grimly on his way.
ATLANTIC SENsATION.