The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1876-11-22
MIR. PHIP QUATTY.

VIM. M. Baker describes in Scri6ner
for December, a character well-known
in many an American congregation
the brother who cannot be kept from
speaking out in meeting. The point
of the story is "Mr. Qnatty's Great
Speech"-but this must be read TO be
appreciated. Meanwhile here is a de-
scription of the good brother:
ga more sincere and every way ex-
cellent man than Mr.. Phip Quatty
never lived, nor more tbroughly un.
educated one; and more sensible
man you never knew. In the dialect of
the Southwestern city in which he
lived, IF ever a man had what you
may call good strong hard horse-sense,
Quatty's your man. As all admitted,
however, there was one fatal exception
which was always stated in the making
out of this yerdict-the individual in
question 'would speak, Mr.. VeBable
his young pastor, begged him in phi
vate, and almost with tears in his eyes
for it was a very serious matter in
deed-not to make remarks in prayer.
meeting, yet entreated him in vain.
Mr.. Ezra Micajah Parsons, who after
ward secured an income of sixty-two
thousand dollars a year by one of his
many inventions, had patented vast
variety of railway brakes ameng other
things, but he failed ANONYMOUSLY in
dcvising any mode Of stopping Mr..
Quality, and never had Mr.. Parsons
given his mind more vigorously to
anything. Mrs. Chafingsby, who i'm
agined herself an artist, and painted
atrocious prophets, apostles, martyrs
and seraphims, became herself a pic
ture of disgust in the framing of her
pew al meeting whenever Mr.. Quatty
arose to speak. Mr.. Parsons and her.
self were members of the same church
with the offender, and had a strong
aversion to his peculiarly, ,-ofall peo-
pie living, queer and notiOnate people
being the most impatient of the oddi-
ties. There was Commodore Grand
heur, superintendent of the Sabbath
School and high official in general Of
the church, man of imposing pres
ence, who had an alarming way OF
growing purple as to his face when
angry, and bristling as to his heavy
white mustache, and demonstrative as
to his still heavier goid-headed cane,
1t was not every one who dared face
the Commodore when the veins about
his bald head became blue and swol.
len. After every attempt Of Mr.. Phil
Quatty to make few remarks al
any church meeting, the Commodore
would roll, so to speak, down upon the
culprit in thun 1er.storm even more
terrible than the one before; and YET
what good or evil did his almost apo.
hlectic expostulations do2 Not a bit
To Mr.. Quatty, at least when the next
opportunity to speak was come, the
vehement denunciations were no more
tnan the puffs of smoke from the cigar
of the last passer by. Mr.. Quatty
would speak. 1t was very remarkable
Every Wednesday night he went from
the livery stable of which he was the
energetic owner--the city in which he
lived being famous for the superb sea
beach drives near by-to prayer-meet
ing as fully resolved as any man could
be, that he would not say word
| Alas, the lights, the singing, the fer
vent prayers, the reading by the pastor
of some specially striking Scripture
most of all, the exhortations of some
brother present, would be sure to stil
him up and altogether beyond his OWL
control, and in spite of himself as well
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