Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1883-01-01
THAT LIrgLR BLACK sAcHEL.

! II was oily little black sachel, quite
Z, Notwithstanding package, but it came
! car getting good, steady going pastor
j IN the biggest kind of difficulty. lie
was going into the country to test few
| chickens, drink some buttermilk, anG
exchange pulpits with rural brother
! who wanted to come in and see the city
sights and have little talk with metro
| politan sinners about Seldom and Go
morrah. The good brother, with the
bad sachel, boarded a street-car for the
depot, and sat down to feed his mind
! upon the inner consciousness OF an hor-
; est man. The little handbag was
! crowded under the seat to be out Of the
way. It contained tooth brush, two
! pairs Of socks, and sermon on sanctifi-
cation, with perhaps a handkerchief OF
! two, box Of troches, and vial filed
! with a solvent for corns. There may
have been a shirt, we can't say for sure,
but have q suspicion bigger than full
grown certainty that the clerical gar
ment, known as "dickey," had full
delegation somewhere in the pastors
baggage.
The good man had scarcely taken his
seat In the horse-car before he found
himself in train OF thought that didn' t
stop at way stations, but when the car
pulled up at the depot and the man with
The bell-puneh opened his face to the
fullest possibility and sent forth an ava
lanche Of husky sound that meant
bounce out or you'll be left" the pas
tor came back 10 earth, took in the stu
4t.op, grabbed up the little black sachel
and mee9;iy make his way into the de-
~, ,:n53 t5enee into car, where he
nj Is t5oi possession Of a seat on the
sliaGy side, and proceeded to pick his
teeth and Illuminate on total depravity,
with the air of one who loves his fellow
man and good dinner. In due time
the train reached the crossroads station
for which he was bound, and the minis
ter got out and shook hands with Dea-
con Parsley, who was promptly on hand
with horse and vehicle to take him home
for entertainment during the term Of III.
raj ministration. Not to mention a short
season of remonstrance with the dea-
cons hired man, who swore at the oxen
and whlstled dancing tunes with all the
earnestEess Of an impulsive nature, the
parson found everything on the farm very
much to his liking. The deacon and he
sided to dot on nine points of doctrine
out OF ten, and the old lady seemed to
know everything about cookery and the
spiritual condition OF the neighborhood.
The grown-llp daughters didn't seem to
be exactly at the top of the stairs in
their ideas Of fashion Or the harmony of
colors, but when it came to blocking out
pie that could bring Joy to the palate,
or heeling off a sock that would fit with
out wrinkle, they were right at home
with the front blinds open every hour In
the day. The farmers son had habit
OF using his nose for conversational pur-
poses, breathing hard and making use Of
his knife to shovel potatoes down his
throat, but he seemed to be steady
going young man, who could talk to the
point III prayer meeting and shuck more
corn in given time than any other
youth in those parts.
The deacon's venerable mother, who
ha,l a corner al the freside, wore specs
that made her eyes water, and the poor
old stnl couldn't hear thunder, unless
evoYs thing else kept real still, but she
beiIryed in yerdition without any non
sense about it, and had some ideas on
theology that seemed to be covered with
moss foot thick. She had way of
shooting her opinions into body in
regular shotgun style, and, though she
didn't always hit where she aimed, she
generally made the feathers fly from
some OF the flock. She had long been
too feeble to go to church. and was con-
secuentiy in chronic state of spiritual
famine, which found no relief, except on
was sent to bide day or two with the
farmer. At such times the old lady
would always insist on her right to fore
stall the congregation by having the SER
mon rehearsetl at the fre-side, as soon as
the table was cleared up and the tea
things put away. On the present occa-
sion the parson got ready to banquet her
starving sonl with the living food go
snugly baled up in his sermon On
sanctifieation.
With the sachel on his knee the good
man wiped his glasses, cleared his
throat and proceeded to introduce. lis
theme with few predatory remarks
about the beauty Of pure life and a
s-'ri 1iDspottad with the taints OF vice.
s,a ~ ialy adjusted her trumpet to
.,-s.>Ii ali !he sound it could hold, and
-s..sned tie LOOK that romped over the
'nfe> OF DR.. Tanner when thai long
~. rE;i' watermelon was placed before
Is ss:,t twas some tine before the
3. lt-r could lind key that would Is
TER iigntlv-incize,i ears. and again AMI
s9djii she had him go back and try it al
over again; but finally. when his voice
l'egul to shake the windows and make
him red in the face, an understanding
lool, pushed ND the old saints eyebrows,
sp,l she babe hin, hold it there and keep
right on with his improving talk With
his tongue still in. motion and his eye on
the cid lady, tie parson mechanically
opened The sachel and Owed his hand III
for the sermon. Pulling ont parcel,
he waved it with flourish above his
head. and said:
Ny friends, the document hold in
my hand has cost me great deal OF Ia
Dor, much time and careful study, sud
It embraces, I might say. the ripened
thought OF lifetime. A theme of this
sad could not be tittingly handled by a
young man. It can Only be understood
and properly manipulated BIZ 8 person