The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1888-02-09

1nlmol, TINS e1nlo00 Uem8 VINO, tney tnou8nts
walked and talked with God.
He affected to know every man in the Ter
ritory, and, alas, every sister, tool He
patted the little ones upon their heads and
flashed his sunshine into the eyes OF their
llattered mothers. He was very gracious,
indeed, this man who held the keys to Gods
spiritual kingdom here, and looked at willin
upon the splendors and mysteries Of the un-
seen worlds. But when he stood inside Of
Bishop Parley's office his brow darkened,
his eyes grew hard and cold, and his first
utterance: "Bishop what's the matter with
the tithing from your Stakel" fell harshly
from his lips. The God-like smile had gone;
he had returned TO himself-a brusque and
greedy collector of tithes.
Farley closed the door with increasing
color In his heavy countenance and o per-
ceptible swelling Of the dark sacks under
his eyes.
"You're either using too much Of the in
come YOURSELF" the Prophet went on, Tor
Arsen an you are not tending to your knit
tin'r'
''Neither, Brother Young, neither" said
Farley, obsequiously, as he waddled forward
and seated himself, "we've collected Q
tenth part of every thing they've produced
this far in the season; every cent and
thought they could stand it. The trouble is
they lost most Of their stock in the snow
storms last winter, and that has played the
d-l with things for u.s."
"Well, you don't want to let any Of 1t get
away from you," said Young, somewhat
Modified "Let me see your books.''
The Bishop drew them out Of drawer
and laid them ON desk before his superior.
As he did 80 he said II would like to ask
your opinion about question that has been
sprung on Arsen when out collectin' several
times"
"What is itl' grunted the Prophet in his
thick neck, as he leaned forward over the
books.
"Why, you know, for instance, we collect
one-tenth Of the grain when it's harvested,
and when what's left is fed into their stock
we take tenth part of the stock. Some
sharper has asked Arsen If that amt tax
ing more than tenth part Of the grain"
"Of course it is,' blurted out the revelator,
"that's why set the tithing dates the way
they are; we want to catch all Of it we can.
You tell 'em it's the Lords will that the
precise order of His Kingdom as revealed to
me should be carried out; and do you see
that none Of it gets away, too." A mean
smile came into the Prophets face as he
ended with q menacing nod.
ayes, understand" said Farley.
After time the Prophet pushed the
books from him with satisfied look "Well,
how are things going in the Stake, anyway,
Parleyl" he Queried, patting himself on the
chest over his side coatpocket, with pcr-
ceptible deepening of the satisfied look as
his fat hand touched something there. "By
the by, have you glass and some sugar
handy, Parleyl" he queried again, as his
hand went under his coat lapel and brought
forth little flask. He shook it up against
the light. "Christophera" he exclaimed,
"but that's as clear and yeller as honey!'
The Bishops expression changed instant
ly from uneasy expectancy to mouth-wa-
tering delight. "Uhuh, yes; I'll git you
some sugarv' and he rose SO quickly he
turned over his chair. He did not wait to
right it, but waddling quickly around the
desk to cupboard he began fumbling in
1t. "Ive got suthin' here" he said, pant
ingly, ''that's fair, but nothin' like as fine
lookin' a article as that in your hand, Pres.
identl"
1.-THE editor Of our paper in Liverpool sent
me case Of this last week." said the Nor.
mon President, still shaking the flask
against the light "I've got cellar full Of
stuff that's been sent to me here, but don't
use much, and like it to be the best, you
know"
''Certainly; yes, certainly" painted Par.
ley, as he placed glasses and sugar and
spoons on the table; "the best's alters the
best, think" He seemed to lose his grip
in great part, upon both grammar and pro
nunciation in the presence Of this golden
poison; but after bumper or two the cob
webbed condition of his intellect, as with
most habitual drinkers, seemed improved
Young looked at him keenly, as he finished
his own second tumbler.
"For man Of God you take to it pretty
smartly, don't you, Parley9" he laughed.
"Like suckin' calf, b'gosh" SAID the
Bishop, bringing his big freckled fist down
on the table with crash, show is it with
the head Of the Churchi whoop-e-eW and he
bored his fingers into the Prophets ribs and
brayed with laughter.
"Have you got them window curtains
fixed 80 no one can see in herea" asked
the Prophet, looking round.
"Yes; oh, yes, tended to them when we
come in" said Farley. "Don't get skeert
Brother Young; just wade in If you feel
dryw
Prophet. ~ don't never let the stuff get
the bestof me, Farley; aim to keep on top
I'm 'fraid you are getting little too free
with 1t, amt youa Must look out and not gel
US Into trouble, my man."
''Don't you fret, don't you fret, Brother
Youngi never let it get me down. Acorse
like 1t well enough, but I'm keerful, Broth
or Young, I'm keerful,"
'What's that" asked Young, in listen.
ing attitude" Farley hiccoughed and bark
ened.
''Oh, yes; Lees preachin' to the people
over in the Westinghouse parll had
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