The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1885-01-01
ANDERSON, S. c.. THURSDAY MORNING. JANUARY l. 1885.

ho GU tnhr hn SfOaneu an Sltheu as II
some powerful concern wuz on his
mind. On the way home he fined
me, an We walked to the ccrner''to
gether.
M'm worried in my mind, Mis- Bur-
ridge" sez he.
"ls it the mote or the beam, MFR.
Bobberts ?" scz I, airy like, feelin' q
Jovial Christmas spirit coursin' through
my veins.
Some subjects shouldn't be turned
inter lightsomeness," he replied, look
in at me quite grim. Things looks
dark an dretful TO my mind, an it
wouldn't surprise me if the end of this
sinful world wuz clus Mt hand"
"Sho |" seq Jed Burridge.
"You had better be prepared, Bro
ther Burridge. Theirs no use in a
blinGin' your eyes an a.hardeuin> your
heart. Preacher. r..Snowden wuz taikin'
last night-an' powerful man he is
on argument an logic. He took up
that mysterious part of Scripter called
Revelation, an he made it all as clear
as crystal. Seven seals wuz broke by
the angel, and seven mighty events in
the worlds history hez to correspond
with them seals. Their hez been al.
ready q earthquake, an great fire,
an n pestilehce, an other things Of
marvellous import. But one is left
ter come to pass, an that is predicted,
Mis-, Burridge. When you see COM
ct big as q locomotive light in them
heavens, with tail streamin> like a
blazin' rope acrost the sky, then have
your account ready. Fur the worlds
book will be closed, an, The End writ
on the last page"
"You make my blood run cold, Mr..
Roberts" says l.
"Well," says he, II don't want ter
have anything OH my conscience when
that awful day rolls round"
Ter this good hour ain't been able
ter make Up my mind whether Mr..
Robherts wuz a-talkin .hypocritical, or
whether his mind wuz RELY upset. AT
any rate, before the week wuuz out he
had distinguished himself by the most
extraordinary pieco of meanness ever
committed on fhe Nine.mile. He had
gone to to,un an Informed on John
Raney fur eeLiin' him less than hall a
gallon Of ,uhiskeyi An the fine Wuz
three hundred dollars.
Gracious gracious what a-buzzin,
and a.talkin' ther WIZ over the pera.
rer! Nothin' else wuz spoke Of fur
an wide; an finally such wuz the
gineral dissatisfaction that some O the
neighbors got together an went ter see
MIR. Bobberts in a remonstratin> spirit.
They found the old man with his Bi.
bic on his knees, a.lookin' very pious.
He wuz quite Sillin' ter talk, bit he
wuz as set rs o rooted rock. He said
he couldn't a rested with that sin O.
John Raney,s on his conscience; that
he had broke the lew of man, which
wuz only second TO that of God.
"But he broke it fur you, old man."
cried Roland Selph, "out o pure con.
sideration an ginerous.heartedness.'.
"Thats neither here nor thar" saws
old Sc %, firm as Brutus. ut only
makes my duty the cnpleasanter. But
| never wuz a flincher, an l sha,n't
take up that line now"
"Why didn't you inform on some of
your own sins while you wuz about
it ?N cries Reuben Thing,
II amt broke no laws" SAYS Mr..
Bobberts. "My sins is between me
an my heavenly Father, an any of
you as feels call to do 80 can inform
on me in your communications with
Him."
After this ther didn't seem ter be-
much more ter say, so the boys wink
ed at each other an took their leave :
but they agreed that old Bobberte wuz
an ugly-lookin' lot fur q converted
Christian whose conscience wuz too
tender fur everyday use.
"Think Of his csllin' it q matter Of
conseience!" cried Roland, very dis
gusted. a.
"PoohlY says Jed Burridge, "it,s
revenge, nothin' more nor less. AN I
do hope old Bobberts will be come up
With RELY do"
II tell you, judge, it's the wickedest.
cruelest, most unjust thing; an if YOU
make my husband pay that money, I
shall think you just as bad as old Bob
berts. There " @
"My dear child my dear Leila 7"
and Judge Wimbledon waved his fat
hands most expostulatory-"I am not
responsible. It's the law-the law,
Leila"
"Well, the law is q fool r. she cried.
her black eyes snappin, for, Leila Ra-
ney hadn't lost any of the temper she
had as Leila Biscoe.
~ know it," spys Judge Wimbledon,
very Mid. ::l>ve often thought that
law wuz one thing an justice another.
But ther amt any other way Of settlin'
human affairs. We must have q rule
to 60 by, an follow it to the letter. II
every man wuz to give his own mean.
in ter the laws Of the land, the result
would be chaos, turbulence, reyolu-
ton"
Much Leila cared fur his loue
words. "Whats that ter me-" She
cried, when I see my John worried
out OF his senses about that awful fine
You know, judge, we are just startin'
in life; it took every cent we could get
together ter pay fur our little home an
start Johns business. It will just Grip.
pie him, cripple him fur life, ter pay
out that money now; an all ter salts.
fy the spite Of cross old man. Eur