The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1879-02-01
ORR TRAVELLED PARSON.
BY WILL CARLETON.


for him quickly.
So we kind of dubbed together, each according to
his notion,
And bought circular ticket in the lands across the
ocean,
Wrapped some pocket-money in it-wbat we
thought would easy do him
And appointed me committeeman to 90 and lake
1t to him.
l found him in his study, looking rather worse
than
And told him twas decided that his flock and he
should sever.
Then his eyes grew wide with wonder and it
seemed almost to blind en-
AND some tears looked out O. window, with some
others close behind 'em.
Then handed him the ticket with little bow of
Difference,
And he studied quite little he got its proper
And then the tears waited, great unmanageable
Let themselves quite out o. window, and came
climbing down his features.
wish you could ha' seen him, coming back all
fresh and glowing,
His clothes worn and seedy, ana his face so fat
I wish YOU could have heard him when he prayed
for who sent him,
And paid us back twice over all the money we had
lent him.
Twas feast to all believers, twas blight con-
tradlctI0n,
To hear one just from Calvary talk about the cruel
fxion;
Twas a damper on those fellows who pretended
they could doubt it,
To have man who'd been there stand and tell
them all about 1t.
Paul maybe beat plstor in the Bible knots
raveIling,
Ard establishing new churches, but he couldn't
touch him travelling,
Nor in his journeys pick up half the general intor
nation;
boat navigation.
And every foot OF Scripture whose location used to
stump
Was now regularly laid out with the different
points OF compass.
When he undertook picture, he quite natural
would draw 1T;
He would paint it out 50 honest that it seemed as
if you saw it.
An the way he ehseled Europe-oh, the way he
scampered through it!
Not mountain lodged his climbing not city but
he knew it;
There wasn't any subject to exp plain in all creation,
But he could go to Europe and bring back illus
tration.
So we crowded out to hear him, mu h instructed
and delighted;
Twas picture show, a lecture, and a sermon, all
And my wife would wipe her glasses, and serenely
pet her festment,
And whisper, :" That ere ticket was a very good
investment"
Now after six months travel we were most of US
all ready
To settle down 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 time again
he'd call us,
Over rivers plains and mountains he would any
minute haul US;
He sighted our home sorrows, and spirits
To get the cargoes ready for his regular Sunday
sailin5s.
He would take off a-touring in all spiritual
weather,
Till at last got home-sck like, and seasick alto
gether;
And wish to all that's PEACEFUL" said one free
expressioned brother,
That the Lord had made one cont Dent, and then
never made another "
Sometimes, indeed, he'd take us into sweet IA
miliar places,
And pull along qui steady in the good old Gospel
traces
But soon my wife would shudder, Just as if a chill
had got her,
Whispering, Oh, my goodness gracious! he's
a-takin' to the water!"
And it wasn't the same old comfort when he called
around to see us;
On a branch of foreign travel he was sure at last to
tree us;
All unconscious OF his error, he would sweetly pat
ronize us,
And with oft repeated stories still endeaved to
prise us.
and the sinners got laughing; and that fn'lly
CALLED and stung
To ask him, Would he kindly once more settle
down among US?
Didn't lie think that more home produce would
improve souls digestion
They appointed me committeeman to go and ask
the questions
found hin in his garden trim an buoyant
feather:
He pressed my hand, exclaiming, This is quite
Italian weather.
How it minds me of the evenings when, your dis
tant hearts caressing,
Upon my benefactors invoked the Hea venly
blessin!''
went and told the brothers, No l cannot bear to
gfieye him.
He's happy in his exile, it's the proper place 10
leave him.
took that journey to him, and right bitterly
But can not take it from him: if you want to, go
and do it."
Now new restraint entirely seemed next Sunday
TO infod him.
And he looked 50 hurt and humbled that 1 knew
had told him.
Subdued like his manner, and some tones were
hardly vocal;
But every word he uttered was pre-eminently To-
cal.
The sermon sounded awkward, and we awkward
felt who heard it.
Twas grief to see him hedge it, twas pain to
hear him word it.
" When was in may be half dozen times
repeated,
But that sentence seemed 10 scare him, and was
always uncompleted.
As weeks went on his old smile would occasionally
brighten,
But the voice growing feeble, and the face be-
gan to whiten:
He would look off 10 the eastward, with a listful
weary signing,
And twas whispered that our pastor in a foreign
land was dying.
VI,
The coffin lay mid garlands smiling sad as if they
knew US;
The patient face within it preached a final sermon
to US.
Our parson had gone touring on trip he'd long
been earning,
In that Wonderland whence tickets are not issued
for returning.
Q tender, good heart-shepherdl your sweet smiling
lips, half parted,
Told Of scenery that burst you lust the minute
that you started
Could you preach once more smong US, YOU might
wander without fearing;
You could give us tales of glory would never
tire OF hearing.
--Harper's Magasius.
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