Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1886-04-03
LOST HIS RELIGION.
The Severe Trial Of Renowned Preacher-A
Calf That Was Much Tickled

surprised and were greatly shocked
the other day, upon learning that the
Rev. Calvin Bobbigton had lost his
religion. During many years Mr..
Bobbigton had been tho pastor of
Blue Knob church; and, SO endeared
has he become to the quiet and good
people of the vicinity, that the chill
dren actually cry for the old gentle
man. Several days ago, committee
selected from the Blue Knob congre-
cation, called upon Mr.. Bobbigton
and presented him with fine plug
hat, The spokesman said that the
congregation desired to express, with
a token. the great esteem IN which the
worthy pastor was held. The thank
full tears of warm hearted emotion
streamed down Mr.. Bobbigton's face
when he arose and accepted the hat.
He hoped that he was not a weak
man, but he had long wanted just that
kind of hat. He shook hands with
the committeeman, and promised them
that he would handle the hat with ten
derness.
''lt could not have come in better
time, unused the preacher when the
generous visitors were gone. II shall
wear it to town and when the city
preachers see me at conference, they
cannot put me down as a country
hoosier. Because a man is preacher
IS no reason that he should despise the
elegant adornment of life. Would the
gospel be any more affective, I'd like
to know, if all the preachers were to
wear flax breeches and straw hatsP
No sir. Nothing is too good for me-"
When Mr.. Bobbigton arrived in
town, he was assigned to the care of
Major Henry Gliddee. Gliddee is
devout member of the church. 1t is
said that he would rather pray than to
eat. Well, when Gliddee conducted
BObbigton into the parlor, and imme-
diately after he had been presented to
Mrs. Gliddee, the host said:
Brother Bobbigton, / have heard
much of your piety and ability"
"Thank you, brother, thank you"
''To me it is great feast when l sit
down with such man."
THANK you, brother, thank you"
The preacher placed his hat on ta-
bic near an open window.
Brother Bobbigton, will you please
lead us in prayer?'
They all got down on their knees.
The minister did not know exactly
what to pray for, but he was willing
to take anything which the Lord
might feel disposed to give him. He
well understood his business. During
long term of service he had asked
for much and we'll understood shap-
ing his petition.
A light breeze tipped over the
preachers hat. 1t rolled from the win
dow sill and fell in the back yard. A
yearling calf saw the performance. 1t
tickled the calf very much. He walk
ed up to the hat and placed one of his
hoofs init Then he put it on his head.
1t settled down on his stubbed horns
and he couldn't get it off. When the
preacher arose, he discovered that the
hat was gone. He hurried to the win
dow, looked out, and, uttering horri-
fled exclamation, he rushed through
the door The calf objected to giving
up the hat, and, with deer-like fleet
ness, he ran around the yard. The
preacher and the host chased the calf
Bobbigton had not taken so much ex-
else since the previous summer, when,
during an anxious hour, he hurried
through the woods, waddling a short
distance in the advance of q wild hogs
snout. The calf in trying to dodge the
preacher, ran against the fence and
tore the hat all to pieces. Then the
old fellow turned up the bass viol of
his wrath. A man who heard the rem
dltion told the writer hereof tina. he
was astonished at the old mans won
derful resources. He said shat it was
awful. It's not right to place a hurried
estimate on mans abilities. The