The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1879-01-29
OUR TRAVELLED PEARSON.
BY WILL CARLETON.

To chip the bad meat from our hearts ana
keep the good from spoiiing,
But finally he wilted down, and went to look
And the doctor said that something must tie
put up for him quickly
So we kind of dubbed together, each accord
And BOUGHT a circular ticket in the lands
across the ocean;
thought would easily do him
And appointed me committeeman To go ana
take it to him.
I found him in his study, looking rather
worse than ever,
And told him twas decided that MS f1ock ana
Then his ewes grew wide with wonder, and it
seemed almost to blind EN-;
And some tears looked out o window. with
some others close. behind EN-.
Then handed him the ticket, with a little
bow of Difference;
And he studied quite a little ere he got his
And then the tears that waited, great unman-
ageable creatures,
Let themselves quite out o. WINDOW, ana came
climbing down his features.
l wish you could ha' seen him, coming back
all fresh and glowing,
His clothes SO worn and seedy, and his face SO
fat and knowing;
I wish YOU could have heard him when he
prayed for who sent him,
And paid ms back twice over all the money
we had lent MIN.
Twas feast to all believers, twas blight on
To hear one just from Calvary talk about the
crucifXlon;
tended they could doubt it,
To have a man who'd been there stand and
telithem all about 1t.
Paul may beat our pastor in the Bible knots
unraveling,
And establishing new churches, but he
couldn't touch him travelling,
Nor In his journeys pick up half the general
But then he hadn't the railroads, and the
steamboat navigation.
used to stump us
Was now regularly laid out with the different
points of compass.
When he undertook picture, he quite natu-
raj would draw it;
He would paint it ont so honest that it
seemed as if you saw IL.
An the way he chiselsd Europe-oh, the way
he scampsTed through it,
Not mountain lodged his climbing, moi
city but he knew it:
There wasn't any subject to explain in all Gre
But he could go to Europe and bring back an
illustration.
SO we crowded out to hear him, much in
structed and delighted;
Twas picture show, a lecture, and sermon,
all united;
And my wife would wipe her glasses, and Sc
TeneiN pet nor lest t0ent,
And whisper, sThat ere ticket was very
good investment
Now after six months travel we were most of
us all ready
To settle down a little, SOS to live more staid
and steady;
To develop home resources, with no foreign
cares TO fret us,
Using homemade faith more frequent; but
the parsOn wouldn't let us.
To view the self-same scenery time and again
Over rivers, plains and mountains he would
any minute haul US;
He sighted our home sorrows, and our spirits
To get the cargoes ready for his regular Sunday
Saflings.
He would take us Off touring in all spiritual
TIL we at last got homesick like, and seasick
And 81 wish to all that's peaceful" said one
free-ex preston brother,
THAT the Lord had made one continent, and
then never made anOther.
Sometimes, indeed, he'd take US into sweet
familiar places,
And pull along quite steady IN the good old
Gospel traces;
But soon my wife would shudder, Just as II q
chill had got her.
Whispering, "Oh, my goodness gracious. he's
a-takin to the water.'
na it wasn't thessame old comfort when he
called around to see us;
On a branch of foreign travel he was sure a
All unconscious of MS error, he would sweetly
patroniZe us,
And with OfS-repeate6 stories still ende3vOr K
surprise US.
And the sinners got to laughing; and tina
fin1Iy CALLED and Stung us
TO ask him, Would he kindly once more settle
down among us?
Didn't think that home Dr0duct
would improve our souls digestions?
They appointed me a committeeman to g
and ask the questions.
found HIM in his garden, trim an buoaynt a
a feather;
He pressed my hand, exclaiming, sThis /
quite Italian weather.
How it minds me of the evenings when, you
Upon my benefactors invoke the Heavenl,
blessing"
went and told the brothers, "No, l can no
bear to grieve him,
He's SO happy in his exile, it's the proper plac
to leave him,
l took that journey to him, and right bitterl,
But can not take it from him: if you wan
to, go and de it"
Now a new restraint entirely seemed mex
Sunday to Unfold him,
And he looked SO hurt and humbled that
knew some one had told him.
Subdued like was his manner, and some tone
were hardly vocal;
But every word he uttered was pre-eminentl,
local.
The sermon sounded awkward, and we awk
ward felt who heard it,
Twas grief TO see him hedge it. twas pain /
hear him word it,
"When was in was maybe half dozel
times repeated,
But that sentence seemed to scare him. an
was always uncoInpleted.
As weeks went on his old smile would occas
ionally brighten.
But the voice was growing febler, and the fac
began to whiten:
He would look off to the eastward, with q list
ful, weary signing,
and twas whispered that our pastor in for
eign land was dying
The coffin lay mid garlands smiling sad as
they knew us:
The patient face within it preached a fins
sermon TO us.
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