The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1878-07-25
The Anti-Monopo1ist


! An he sez, sez he. dat some folks goes up
to glory noisy n shoutin', an some goes
still like, z If they's ashamed of wot's in
'em. An be SEE we'd better be more like
de still kind, an white folks more like us
An den think faint much count no
way wedder we goes up still-like or
shoutin', cause heavens a mighty big
place, bru1ders; an when we all goes
marchin' up to see de Lord, an l'se SO
full, Oh de Tub and de Joy and de glory
that mus clap my hands an shout, de
good Lords got some place whar we
won't 'sturb nobody, AMI we kin shout
Glory! Glory Bress de Lord! I'm safe,
I'm safe in de glory at las! I tell you,
brudders an sisters, that heavens a
mighty big place, an dar's room for
Brudder Beecher an US too
"Dat's so! Bress de Lord! Amen!
Glorv" (frcm the people,.
4 An Brudder' Beechcr SEE dat 'tisn't
de folks rs makes mos noise dat does de
mos work. He says the ingins on de
railroat only puff-puff regular breathin'-
like, wen dey's at work haulin' de bis
loads, an, dat de bells an de whistles dom
do no work; dsy oaly make a noise,
Guess OATS so. l don't know 5out ingins
much. and don know wcdder is l.uff
puff ingin, OR weddel I blows de
whistle an rings de bell. 1 feels like
pote" with chuckle) Is sometimes! AM
tell ycu what. when the fire Is burn
in. an gets de steam up, don't dribe no
cattle on de track; de sngin's comm! Czar
de track!" (This with voice that shook
the little house, and a magnetism that
thrilled and fixed me. OF course his
hearers were by this time swaying. shout
ing and amen-ing splendidly.)
:. An de boys an gals, an d. clarks
an Young lawyers, Gey come up var
wattbnight, an dey peek m de windows
an stan roun' de doors; al dey latt an
make fun of 'Iig'n. An Brudder Beecher
seq why d,n't we stop dc noise now'n
den an go out n tell 'em' bout it-'splain
it to EN-. Ar member wo+ de Bible saws
bout de outer darkness, an Dc weepin'
an de wailln' an de gnash.n' Oh teeth.
AMI desc boys an gals stan dar out
side LATIN, bimeby dey1' com to de
wailin' an de weepin 'fus dey know. An
den wen dey stan roun' dc great tempt
OF de Lord a. seo de glory shinin' out.
and de harpers harping, an ali de music,
an de elders bowin', an all de shoutin
like SO many waters. an all de saints
singin Glory to de Lamb! spose God'll
say. Stop dat noise dar! Gabriel. You
go out and splain!"
Yes, see dem stan las winter roun
de doors an under de windows an dey
peek in an latf. An l member wot l
saw las summer 'mong de bees Some
Oh de hives WAS nice an clean an still,
like, Specialize meetins. an de odders
was a Dustin wild honey; an de bees KEEP
q goin' an a comin' in from the clover:
dey jes' KEEP on a film up de hive till de |
honey was flown like in de lam of Ca !
man. An | saw all rouo' d" hives was |
dc ants an worms, an de great droncs an
black bugs, an dey KEEP on de outside |
Dey wasn't bees. Dey couldn't make de |
honey for ourselves. Dey couldn't tiy to
de clover an, de honeysuekle. Dey je
hung roun' de Dustin hive an hp' on de
drippin's. An de boys an gals come up
var an hang roun.' Jes come in, an
we'll show you how de gospel bees do.
Come in, an We'll lead you to dc clover,
Come in we'll make your wings grow
Come IN. won't yer. Well, den, poor
things, let 'eW stan roun' de outside an.
have de drippen's. We's got honey in
nis hive!''
Raising the hvmn- book, and with ten
der voice. he took up the stanza Just
where he left it
Part OF C hos Nv cross 'er Hood,
An part are crOssin now"
Sing, brudders!r said he: and to his |
lining out they sang the whole hymn
as only such rs they can sing.
All this WAS ten or twelve wears AGO. |
he was speaking nv ser
mon seemed TO shrink and fade. And now.
as recall the scene and record his words |
but in part. am feeling the power of
his truth-heaven's mighty big place. |
Thy Fathers house hath MANY homes. |
and places prepared for MANY. Was he
dreaming of these as he went about our |
streets with tubs and brushes to whiten |
and swceten the homes OF meni Did he |
wear his ra-s con'entedly, mindful OF his
robes shining and exceedingly white as
snow! In that day when they are last |
that shall he frs. few will look down 10 |
ind Brother Anderson.