Omaha daily bee., 1883-06-12
EXCITING CHURCH SCENE.
Turning Holy Water Into Whisky
Wrestling with the EVIL Spirit.

Philadelphia Special.
A very exciting time wac enjoyed
last night by the segregation of the
Unscn Baptist church, on Minister
street, below Sixth. The worshipers
at the Union Baptist church are all
colored people. Some timo ago the
demon of oiscord broke loose in their
midst and injured a general fight, In
which several of the brethren and sis
ters were more or less severely wound.
ed. At last nights meeting about $50
members were present. A revival
hiss been 10 progress for several week..
Toe converts, fifteen in number, are
to be baptz d on Sunday. The con.
gregation met to hear the testimony
Of the converts.
"Ds bredren and sistern will come
to order" said Brother William Wal.
lace, the pastor, san de water moth
ers will lead IN de candidates for dc
rite of baptism" The first candidate
was a neat looking young colored wo.
man. Brother Wallace asked her q
question or two. She hesltated. He
answered his own question. She re-
peated the n after him. Brother
Abram Fisher rose from his seat In the
rear of the church. "Brudder Wal
lace, 1t Is customary In de church that
candidates for de rite of baptism shall
be called on for to relate their reli.
gious experience, and l object to your
question of dem"
"Yar, var, Bradder Wallace, doan
ye listen to de voice of de debbll,"
shouted a deep bass voice. As she
spoke, Sister Margaret Moonly, whose
fighting weight Is 200 pounds, leaped
from her eesu. She was savage end
sweating. She made for Brother
Fisher. She squared off 10 front of
Brother Fisher.
Eye debbil," she said, "why am ye
standin' In de way OBJ dc church,
Brother Fisher was resolute. His ex
element got the better of his Fog.
llsh, which Is generally one of the
most accurate languages talked In the
union church.
SISTER Moonly," he said, 'lf ye
are comm here to turn water into
whisky by bresthin' on 1t, you'd bet
Ter go home and try 1t there"
Sister Moonly waited no longer.
She made for Brother Fisher. He re.
treated. The congregation wss In an
uproar. As she climbsd over a pew q
stout, peace making brother came
within range.
Sister, forbear," he said. "Shut
up de violins of your WRATH; and for
get az you would be forsoksn." Sis
ter Moonly did not answer. She
planted one foot firmly on the pew
g. at, and the other crosswise over the
three lower buttons on the oorpulent
brothers long vest. The brother was
picked up In the middle of the aisle.
The sexton, the board of turstees anc
the president of the Ladies' Mite so
ciety, came to the rescue.
"Bounce the sister till she cooli
down." cried a hundred voices
Bother Wallace did not interfere
They grabbed the big woman, and BY
much hauling dragged her out int
the entry.
"Oh! my eye," cried Justice Jones
His eye wau safe, but Sister Moonly'
finger nails had pared the near side o
his nose. Brother Horatius Tarquil
Boyer, who weighs l75 pounds In rim
costume, pressed In front.
"Lst me wrestle with her" he cried
Ia a minute and a half she had bse
landed on the sidewalk. In her han
she still carried a baggy, green um
brells. As Brother Boyer turned
go into church that umbrella struc
him on the left ear in a style whic
sent him to condole with Brothe
Jones, Il was with much difficult
that the congregation was restored
order, but Brother Wallace finally di
missed them with the benedictlol
and the lights were turned out, but n
until Brother White had shaken b
fist under Trustee Auatln's nose.