The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1883-05-10
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w ell, why uon u you sel1 youI
shirt and buy sword?"
"Cause I don't need a sword.
and the shirt comes in mighty
handy"
"But the Bible says if you amt
got a sword, you must sell your
shirt and get one. Why don't you
do it?"
"Cause ! don't want to-"
"Why don't you want to-"
"Ain't no use for a sword?"
"Why haven't your
cause I amt
"Why have you ain't?''
"Great sprouts of sassafras an
high water, youngster, can't keep
up with you!'' Silvy,'' turning to
| his wife, shave dinner one time, an if
| the preacher axes for me when he
comes back, tell him I'm hangin'
round somewhar."
Shortly afterward Mr.. Mulkittle
came and dinner was announced,
but the old farmer had gone so far
away that they had to blow a horn
for him.
When the old man arrived he
gave instructions to his sons that
while the dinner was in progress of
destruction they should 60 over
and sweep out the church.
The ''meetin' house. is a very
small establishment of worship,
with low roof and pole rafters.
While the boys were at work one of
them noticed a wasp nest on a
rafter just over the rude table
which served as a pulpit, and be-
hind which many man had stood
and hurled hallelujahed defiance at
the embodiment of sin. Bill, one
of the boys, suggested plan for
amusement, and cautiously climb
!
ing up he tied twine string around
the nest, passed the string under a
rafter and carried it across The
room, passed it under bench and
tied it to a nail.
The church was crowded. Young
Mulkittle, invited by the boys, took
q seat with them. The city preach
er arose and began his sermon.
The congrec cation listened with
breathless attention.
"See that ar string?" asked Bill
of young Mulkittle, pointing to the
nail. "Wall, if you pull that you'll
catch a fish,
"Where will the fish come from?"
"He'll come outen the pond out
yander an flop on this bench"
"Will he b;te?"
"No; he will lay right still, an
you can take him with you. Pull
the string" and Bill moved away.
Mulkittle took hold Of the string
and looked at his father. He
wanted fish, but he had his doubts
as to the p.acticability Of Bills
suggestion, but he could see no
harm in the experiment. Mr.. Null
kittle was lifting his voice in kind
of glorifed shout that in town he
would not Lave attempted. The
boy pulled tie string and the
wasp nest fell.
eyes" exclaimed the preacher,
standing there in the wilderness,
John lifted up his voice and said
what the devil is this?" Zip, zip.
"What's the infernal-whoo?" and
he hoped over the benches.
An old baldhoaded brother, who had
been deeply interested, rushed for
ward through the panic. Zip! He
clapped his hands on his head,
squatted and squalled. Old Mrs.
Popney set up a howl and 'broke''
for the woods, while Miss Bigley
ran away, Jumping over the bushes
like a deer. -.,.
1t was not long until Mulkittle
and his boy were riding rapidly
toward home. The preachers face
looked like a cornfeld pumpkin.
He did not suspect the child. When
he reached home his wife asked him
what was the matter. A fly came
across the room and the preacher
"ducked" his head and replied :
'.Don't question me; don't look at
me, but give me wet blanket -
arkansas Trareler.