Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1882-02-24

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"'Sainte crotr! Jesus fL de DaUtdl Al!
al! at is it possible? Could il be a lie on
the part of great Saint Peter2 Nevertheless /
did not hear the cock crow. All woe is me
How can hope TO go to heaven if none of my
Cucugnanais are there ?
Listen, my poor Monsieur Martin Since
you want to be sure of the fact at any cost,
and see the truth with your own eyes, take
that path before you; and run, run as hard
as you can, if you know how to run. You will
see a great gateway on the left-hand side.
There you will learn everything. May God
grant you gracev
"And the angel closed the gate behind
me. e.
''It was long long pathway, all paved
with red-hot charcoal. l staggered like a
drunkard stumbled at every step 1 was
wet through-soaked every hair on my body
dripped with sweat. But, ma fol thanks TO
the sandals Which kind Saint Peter had lent,
did not burn my feet.
"After had stumbled along this way quite
awhile saw door on my left-no, not a
door, a gateway, an enormous gateway, yswn-
ing wide open, like the mouth of huge fur
mace. Oh! my children, what terrible sight
it was There they did not ask my name :;
there they had no register There you go in,
ell in patches at once, through the open doors
Just as you go into the drinking places on
Sunday.
81 was all bathed in sweat and neverthe-
less l was chilled through, 1 shivered Ny
hair all stood straight up on my head.
smelled great smell of burning. of burning
meat-something like the smell which spreads
all through our own Cucupnan when Elrov.
the Town Marshal, has to burn the hoof of
an old ass in order to put new shoe on! 1
could not breathe in that sinking and burn
ing air; heard a horrible clamor, moans
and shrieks and curses.
We'll. are YOU going in or not. YOU ?" said
a horned devil, proddine me with his pitch
fork.
81 No. l wont 90 in. am friend of
God
"'You're a friend of God. are youy Then
what do you want here, YOU scurvy old-?'
"'I came, ah | can hardly stand on my
feet when think of it-I came long way
Just to ask you humby IL il could be possible
if YOU had here-iust by chance. YOU know
somebody from Cucupnanp
'''Ah fire of God What an idiot YOU are
You pretending not to know, as YOU do very
well, that all Cucupnan is right here. Come
till | show you how we treat YOUR famous
Cucugnanais here!
And then l beheld. in the midst of a
friRhtful whirlwind of flame
''That long-lepeed Coo -Galine. who GOT
drunk so often. and used to beat his poor
Clairon.
II saw Catarinet-tbat worthless little pad-
about who walked with her nose in the air
and used to sleep all alone at the baru. You
remember her, you rascals. But l have said
too much about her-let us continue.
II saw Pascal DoiRbt- de Polk. who used TO
make his oil with Monsieur Juliep's olives.
81 saw Babet, the cleaner, who, not con-
tent while cleaning with what she could hon
estly get, used TO steal handfuls from the
sheaves of her neiQhbors.
81 saw Master Crapasi who used TO keen
the wheel of his barrow so we'll oiled.
"And Daupbine. who sold his welI.vater so
dear.
and LIE Tortillard, who used when he
met me carving the good God. to walk right
by me with his CAP on his head. and his pine
in his law. proud as Artaban-iust as II he
had only met dog.
"And Conlap. with his Zette and Jecoues
and Pierre and Toni
(And white with fear, the audience sobbed
and moaned some of the congregation seeing
their brothers. others their fathers. Others
their mothers. sisters or prandparents in the
hell thus yiyidly pictured to them
Now YOU must understand. brethren. "
continued the good Able Martin -s'you must
tinue. have charge of all your souls; and
I will soiH save Won from tbe abvss into
which YOU seem ali on the point of rolling in.
to, head first. Tomorrow. l am going to set
10 work to.norrow rememberi Not a
minute later. And there is plenty of work
to do, let me tell you. Here is what l pro-
pose to do. In order that everything be done
right there must be order in everything. We
shall go to work by classes, as they do at
Jonquieres when there is big dance.
ITO o-moHow-that is Monday shall con-
fess all the old men and old women. That
will be no trouble
Tuesday, the children. That will soon be
over.
"Wednesday, the boys and girls. That may
take some time to do.
Thursday, the men. We shall hurry it
Friday, the women. And here let me OBJ
serve that 7 don't want IN hear any lnDo
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