Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1886-07-20

How Wesley, the Cowboy Revivaist,
Preached to Kansas City Sinners.

have got tired of this two-bits religion
that has a squirt OF revival for six weeks ana
then goes to sleep. and says that the world can
90 To hell for the balance of the year, as far as
it is concerned.
Now some of you are mad already, got mad
last night. you God dishonorlng olq repro
bates, you. You got the KIND OF dose you
needed; it was the very thing your sort OF
temperament required. The devil dont IKE
to get hit either, but he and are at war, ana
/ am at war with all his kin. ,,
There was man once who SAID ne couiu
stand any persecution that Christ had. lie
said ne could prove IL, only he didn't wish 10
go so far as to be crucified. He was asked II
he was willing to make the test ana was cav.
toned that Christ prayed for his assallants
and forgave them, and that he would nave 10
do likewise in order to 90 what ne
boasted. Well the day finally came
affair began. He started down the street
toward the Judgment hall. named 1or tne oc-
caslOn. The crowd of citizens hooieo MIN
and raIled him, and the little bows spit on his
freshly BACKED boots, but he muttered; "for-
give them, for they scarcely know what they
are about" A young man trlpped MN up,
but he arose from the hard brick pavement
and said: "I'll forgive him; ne Knows no
better" AS he was walking up the steps or
the judgment hall fellow threw rotten
egg, striking the woud-be Jesus under the
eye, the contents running down ms race anu
beard. In spirit of meekness ne tooK OUT
his handkerchief, and mopped oil ms race ana
beard. Then, turning to his prosecutors, he
said: MY friend, this Jesus business VIII
soon be over, and you will get the dam dest
llckin you ever got in your life"
| don't like this mourners' bench business,
with old women bowling around and beating
each other on the backs until they are blue.
l conducted a meeting once where there
was one old brother who insisted on telling
the same experience every night. He always
told little story about the sky smiling
brighter and the trees growing greener when
he sought religion. l don't 20 much on that
sort Of tales; so when Brother Cobb COM
menced one night to repeat his old story,
When began to get religion" ETC., said,
THAT will do" and passed on to some one
else. The third night | did that old Brother
God"
afraid of he'll, I'm afraid Of hell" won't work
up any sym pathy with the devil that wav. 1
Gan tell you. Every time he hears you say
that he ladies out more melted birthstone anu
pours il in the Turkish bath he IA dxipE for
Won. The devil is cute one; you can't fool
him, you Collaborating old hypocrites, you.
l know a minister of the Lord who always
requested The members Of his congregation to
try to get people In the church. Lord bless
you, brother, TIL do it. said an old deacon IN
the church one day. So one night he sailed
up to a saloon and shouted to tough looking
customer at the door:
Say, are you ready to die27
"N-n-no!" screamed the tough. 'Take my
money DuL not my fHe''
The old gentleman was bewidered. but
when the cowboy saw that the drop wasn't on
him he got his shooting iron out in great shape
and led the old gent q lively whlrl for the
space of a few minutes. He let the deacon eff
easy, though, and contented himself with
shooting the fingers of his hands, which he
was holding up in horror. The tough was
telling it all around the next day how the old
deacon tried to rob him, and he would wind
up his story with:
Il wouldn't have cared a darn for the at
tempt If he had gone at it in shape, but 1t was
the contempt he treated me with in thinking
he could do it unarmed."
knew man named Thompson once who
went to preaching all OF sudden. The church
wanted to hear his experience. because the
leading men thought it would be very lnstruc-
tive for young Christians. So Brother Thomp
son began:
I've been called up to tell my experience,
ah, and I'll tell you how come about it, ah.
got to thinking about religion, ah, and |
went out in the woods, ah, and sat Tor q long
time on a stump, ah. There l thought, an,
and thought, ah. meqitated on the wick ed
ness of the world, ah. Pretty soon | looked
across little brook, ali, and saw Brother
Jones' old jack walking about in his barn lot,
ah; and he opened his mouth, ali, and said.
ali: 'H-e-e. Thorn pson He, all Go
preach, ali. Go preach, All! Go preach, ah! !"
tell you, brethren, there are lots of these
small calibred jackass preachers.