Dodge City times. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1876-1892, 1877-11-10
THE NEW CIRCUIT PREACHER.

'Twa- Sunday after Conference. and word had
: That Our new pastor, Brother Green, had
COM. upon the ground; 49,
You see he rode up in the stage with Miss
Miranda sloan,
And for fransrnittin news, they say she beats
:he telephone
/. That DAY the sky was swept quite clear of
every cloud that floats;
= II looked as il twould cut u host o. army over
coats,
Tie sun, above the hcmlock hills. its FURNISH
cd chariot rolled,
And salons as bright. ut half past ten, rs Cal
ifornis gold
And then at night the stars shown out like
fragments of the day,
As II some passing queen had dropped her
jewels in the way,
And SO 10 both the services the folks turned
ont FOR miles;
They 6Iisa the pews and overfiowed the
benches An the aisies.
don't just gov remember where the preach
took has text.
Ny memory will not hold thing from one
hour 10 the next;
But ii wis somewhere in the Psalms-about
a in tears"
a seeding down field of his TO reap in after
years.
He said that if we chose to sow our fields to
amber wheat,
We'd pretty certain get a crop to thresh and
grind and eat
But sh.y that scatter thistle down, he said,
woutd surely find
Their finger tips a bleedin' when they come
20 rake and bind.
the text for wife
IVES BE thou faithful unto death. and get a
crown of life"
Such good instructions TO the church, and
there was one at least,
who thought the richest wine was kept to
close the sabbath feast.
He passed Us oratory's flower tied up with
Logic's Irvine,
Though such bouquets will seldom stick in
button holes like mine;
a little Illustration though, he put In for a
And SO the whole discourse, you see, was
fir1uly fastened in.
Twas a little drummer lad who played the
ruys,t strains;
The Irish took him prisoner on Gorcy's bloody
plains;
They todd him he should drum for them; he
shook his head and smiled,
While loud aud clear, like clarion notes. spoke |
out the captive child:
"The drum that played God save the King |
shall ne'er for rebels beat"
1t with his feet:
When flashing spears proclaimed, alas. that
death has surely come,
And there that hero poured his blood upon |
the broken drum
HaSfi'f n eve IN fle mousse, the |
women sobbed aloud.
And like a passing hurricane the Spirit swept |
the crowd,
"Nearer, my God. To Theer' was sung, as only |
saints can sing, |
And many pledged. in solemn vows. al |
leg,ance to our king.
But like the sun, which scientists declare, |
white growing old,
Throws on its heat so rapidly that some time |
twill be cold
Some loved the last years preacher so, that |
when they were bereft
They really didn't seem to have u spark of !
kindness left
And 50 they brought their critics shears TO |
cat nait some mistake
The clip, clip OF those instruments just made |
rnS old heart ache;
for scores of pastors, now beneath the grave
Yards moss and stones,
Are there because BEFORE they died the vul- /
lures picked their bones
And there were Brother Jones's folks-well |
therci Pye spoke the name;
The way they cut new preachers up is just a
burning shame:
don't care what a man may be, he'll ind in |
future hour,
Aseosi beneath their smiling and a dagger
in their flowers.
OF course. there was the usual talk ut dinner
Abou. the preacher and his wife; but they
don't scnld to mo,
ThtA know I'm loyal ~ the church, and wei
come ali that come.
And pay nay qusrt'rage right up prompt, and
make them feel at home
The spokt=s in the itinerant wheel are mostly
good and true,
Although some seem to be well worn and
Others nearly new:
But what happy time we'd have, If all the
PRAYING folks
Would urge the chariot on so fast they
couldn't see the spokes.
-Philip j. Ben
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