Carson daily appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1873-1877, 1876-05-10

cast of countenance. stood up before the
happy little folk and asked them to sing,
which they did with gladsomeness and
sweet accuracy of voice which made
somebody's heart jump and his lip
culver. Then this good young man,
with pair Of blunt pointed scissors in
his waistcoat pocket. requested the little
class (they were not rs numerous as the
children who attend st. Peter's in Car
son-God bless 'em ally to repeat Our
Lords Prayer, and they did as they
we're requested, with voices hushed and
full of real reverence. (Catch me mock
ing them1
Then came the organ with its "windy
suspiration of forced BREATH" and then
came in the girl with the new white
handled parasol. who always comes in
late, scudding successfully before a pin
back as big as a prize pumpkin. Then
they sang from the Hymn and Tune
Book for Church and Home" the Psal.
ter on the two hundred and sixth page
the audience rising, and the choir of five
voices doing the chant. Then came the
prayer. I timed it; not with one Of
those jerky inventions with which turf.
men ascertain with surprising exactness
the speed of horse. but with very
modest watch which, 1 think, was pur.
chased by my father of my uncle fol
something in the neighborhood of eleven
dollars, and which was wicked enough to
so to sleep in church During the Sunday
school services). But it was going, quite
tardily to be sure, not only during Mr..
Cudworth's very eloquent prayer, but,
with diminishing pulse, throughout
the entire performance. This prayer.
which was as fervid as it was eloquent,
and which was delivered with great unc-
ton, expressed the hope that we might
have the freest and fullest exchange of
feeling; which reminded the Almighty
that He is wise and we are ignorant;
that we are pendant (sic) and short
sighted. while He is independent and
far seeing; which declared that the faith
of Apostolic Assurance was comfort to
the true Unitarian, was ended, with
what seems to me to be unusual with the
Unitarians, an invocation to the Most
High to have grace through the inter-
cession OF One whom Mr.. Cudworth was
kind enough to term "Jesus Christ, our
Lord"
1 find, by reference to my notes. that
l have written the words, Prayer too
long," also this attempt at descrip-
ton: "Cross between Chadband, Peck
sniff, Cream Cheese and Henry Ward
Beecher, with such sugary, oily smile
upon his face as only the elect can wear
and in parentheses the words: with
an apology to B." I endeavored, with
to give the reverend gen
tleman renowned names enough to
choose from, and so he don't select the
last, he is welcome to pick and choose.
Then the preacher read. with an emo
tional infection at the (further) end OF
each sentence, which was really exstatic
and calculated to bring tears into the very
lryest eyes and strike q chord in the
most stony heart, the XIVth Chapter OF
The Gospel according to St. Matthew.
Then 1--WE believe) another hymn was
Jung, and then this gifted follower OF the
Lamb, who weighs about 214 pounds,
Who is about 81 years of age and excel
emily preserved, and who wears large,
.rizzly side whiskers, stood with COM
,osure which was grateful assurance to
lis large and intelligent audience, and
proceeded to say. with startling precl-
ion and emphasis, my text will be
Peter Overboard'-oneo of the most in
eresting feature in the Gospels. The
words will he found in Matt. NV Chap,
9th and Both verses" (I-this scribe)
herewith reproduce the words thus re-
erred to:
90 When Peter was come down out OF
he ship, he walked on the water to 60
o Jesus.
80 But when he saw the wind bolster
us, he was afraid; and beginning to
ink, he cried. saying Lord, save me.
Il forgot to say that have a small
nd very crude sketch in pencil Of Mr..
,udworth as he stood with his cody
light palm resting upon the Holy Book.
,hich sketch I have sent to my friends
q the far West, lest I should be tempted
. sell it to Mr.. Prang or other gentle
len in the Chrome line. But this ID
1ere digression.)
Mr.. Cudworth now began his dis
curse. He informed US that Peter had
DELIBERATELY thrown himself overheard.
nat it was questionable if no could
wim;" (sic) that his sinking frightened