The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1878-05-16
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AN UNEXPECTED RACE.

In one of the larger towns OF Worcester
county, Mass, used to live clergyman,
whom we will call Ridewcll. He was a
Baptist by persuasion, and very rigid in
his ideas Of neral propriety; He had in
his employ and old negro, named
Pompey, and If this latter individual was
not 80 ST. act in his morals as his master,
he was at least very cunning dog. and
passed in the reverend household for a
pattern of propriety. Pomp, was use
full servant, and the old clergyman never
hesitatcd to true. him with the most i'm
portant pus.ne7s.
Now it so happened that there were,
dwelling in and about the town, sundry
individuals who had not the fear of the
dreadful penalties which Mr.. Ridewell
peached about before their eyes, for it
was the wont of the people to congregatc
on Sabbath evening" upon level piece
of land in the outskirts of the town, and
there race horses. This spot was hidden
from view by dense piece of wood J, and
for long while the Sunday evening
races was carried on there without de-
lection by the officers, or others who
might have stopped them.
1t also happened that the good old
clergyman owned one Of the best horses
IN the County Thi, horse was Of the 0 d
Morgan stock, with n mixture of the
Arabian blood IN his veins, and it was
generally known tina. few beasts could
pass him on the road. Mr.. Ridewel.
with dignity becoming his calling,
stou,ly declared that the fleetness of his
horse never afforded him any qualification,
and that, for his own part he would as
lief have any other. Yet money could
not buy his Morgan, / OF could any
amount of argument persuade him to
swap.
The church was so near to the good
clers ymsn's dwelling that he always
walked to meeting. and his horse was
consequently allowed to remain in the
pasture.
Pompey discovered that these races
were on the tapis, and he resolved to
enter his master horse on his own &C.
count, for he felt sure that old Morgan
could beat anything in the shape OF
horschesh that could be produced in
that gu rt,r. SO on the very next Sun
day evening he hid the bride I'm Ter his
Jacket, went out into the pasture and
caught the horse, and then rode off to-
wards the SPIT where the wicked ones
were congrey ated Here he found about a
dozen horses assembled, and the racing
was about to commence. Pomp. mount.
ed his beast, AMI at the signal be started
Old Morgan catered into the spirits OF
the thing. aud came out two rods ahead
of ever, thing. So Pomp won q1ite a
pile, and before dark he was we'll initial
ed in hor,e-racing.
Pomp, succeeded in getting home with
out exciting any suspicious, and he now
longed for the sabbath afternoon to come,
for be WAS determined 10 try it again
He did CD again, and again he won
and this course of wickedness be followed
up for NV" months, making his appearance
upon the racing ground every Sunday
afternoon, as 5000 Ms he could after meet.
ing was out" And during this time
Pompey WAS not the only one who had
learned to love the racing. No. for old
Morgan himself had cnme to love the ex.
element of the thing. too, and his every
motion when upon the track showed how
1ealously he entered into the spirit of the
game.
But these thiogs were not ALWAYS to re-
main \ secret. One Sunday pious
deacon hcheld this racing from distance.
and straightway went to the parson with
the alarming Intelligence. The Rev. Mr.
Rdew'll was utterly shocked. His moral
feelings were outraged, and he resolved
at once tn pa stop to the wickedness
During the week he made inquiries, and
he learned that this thing han been prac-
ticed all summer un every Sab ath after
noon. He bade his parishioners keep
quiet. and he told them that ON the next
Sandy ne would make his ap. earance
on the very spnt and catch them IN their
deeds Of iniquity.
On The following Sabbath. after dinner,
4r. Il ryan ordered Pomp. % br M up
cid No gan and put him in the ssab'e.
The order vas eoeyed, though not VII