The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1883-10-13
A MAN OF MAINE.
A Revivalist Who Is Anxious to Carve a
Fellow-Laborer-A Remarkable Catch of

A Revivaist Who Is Anxious to Carve
FeIIow-Laborer-A Remarkable Catch of
Mackerel
Boothbay Letter in Philadelphia Times.
'Mornin', Captain said curious-looking
old fellow who was mending a seine on the
rocks at Grimes's Cove. He had been nearly
seven feet high sixty years ago, and an enor-
nous hooked nose, ob!ique eyes, and fists
like whales flipper completed the outfit of
Captain Lish Fliker champion fighter, re-
vivalist and exhorter of all the country
about. Have successful prayer-meeting
last night Captain?" asked the writer.
You've hit. it," he replied, dropping the
seine and raising fist that might have been
the stopper for twenty-ton gun, bringing it
down with a crash. we had a blessed
time. Two souls KEN right tew time, and
four O. the wickedest cusSeS we ever see ex-
perienced powerful change and air now
professors"
WAS Captain hubble there?" was inno-
Gently asked.
For a minute the old deacon could not
speak His blear eyes rolled and his great
fists came together as he finally gasped out:
hubble? Yes the -- old pirate was
there" and, taking out a savage-looking
knife, he added. land I'd jest like tew cut
his - - heart aout. I'm goin' few do it.
too. Yes" he continued, putting up the
knife that was to slice the heart of fellow
worker III the good cause, 1--WE he'd blessed
time, arter all Afore l was convarted l was
pretty powerful man. and | kin wrastle
with most any of 'em yet"
80 you were a fighter" asked the writer
"Sorter," was the reply. The first fight
1 ever had and the last was both of 'em kind
O. impressed on my mind. When 1 was a
young hooker 1 shipped on a man-o' war
and one day got intew some little diff
Guilty with mate and raped
him over the head. Somehow the first
officer heard on it and he sent for us and
the result of it was he said we should fight
it aout, and he was baound to see fair play
So he sings out tew his ships carpenter and
says he: Carpenter, jest put these ere fight
ers on deck, foot tew foot, and nail 'em
daown,' and, begorry, he did. We he'd these
ere heavy canvas pants on, and Pm socked eff
the carpenter didn't nail us tew the deck by
the seat of the breeches, so We see, there was
no rushin in and the like. We he'd fair play.
Yes, | knocked him clean off his duff, but
the tarnal IDIOT kept us sittin' there abaout
six hours. The last fit weren't so confined,
and 1t was only two years ago. | went up
tew Bath to celebrate my eightieth birthday.
warn't convarted then, so | want prowlin'
araound the rum shops sarchin for all my
old mates, and l was sittin' in one tenn
perance shop where they sell ginger beer
over the bar and keep whisky UNI
der the floor when in KEN
Teller l never did like. His wife and mine
(mv fourth) when she was livn' never did
git along. Ye see. he'd had this ere yellow
fever and she claimed tew hev Injun blood
in her. SO between 'em they kinder held their
heads up Well as l was sayin', he kinder
dropped in, and then more KEN, till about
ten OF 'em was standn' 'raound then in KEN
this yaller-feyer teller's son. He was about