Sturgis advertiser. (Sturgis, Dakota [S.D.]) 1887-1???, 1888-10-18
Fritz has the best beer in town.


Why cant we be happy -to-day9
lIuspsr's Adgdsife
Fritz has the best beer in town.
Could Afford re.
Old John Pepperton, q well known
citizen of central Kentucky, was taken
down with an illness which the phYsi-
clans declared would prove fatal Pep
perton's wife, deeply religious woman,
begged the old man to let her send for a
preacher. You haven't got but few
hours to live, she said, and to see You
die without having received some sort
of consolation would almost drive me
crazy IL is my last request, dear, and
{ don't see how you can refuse me. Let
me send for Brother Henshaw.'
Old John gave a reluctant consent.
Brother Henshaw came. He had grown
old in the Masters service. His life had
been one of unspotted purity. Ell
Set down over THAR said old John,
Fan make yo'se'f as much at home ez
you ken under the circumstances"
The preacher sighed with deep sym
pathy, seated himself, and, bestowing a
kindly look upon the dying man, asked
him how he felt.
wall, old John replied, "it hits me
that / have felt trife pearter than do
at the present"
The preacher sighed again, and alb
stractly gazed at shanghai rooster that
stood out on the porch.
@Nhat do you think of the future ?"
the minister asked, again turning to the
dying man.
Wall, KANT say that I know huff
about it to 'spress a opinion. Putty
much all my life has been in the past. :
The wife lifted the corner of ging-
ham apron, wiped her eyes, and begged
her husband to think of the future.
@Kain't think NV thing don't know
nothin' about, Liza he replied.
The preacher asked if he might offer
= prayer.
aoh. vas" said old John, "jest pitch
in an make yo'sef at home"
The minister prayed, and then, lean
ing over and gazing into old Johns
conntenance-a countenance comical
even though death had begun to draw
blighting lines upon it-said:
This is q time for most solemn truth
and frankness. I know that your life
has been mainly given up to jocular
eyasions of all serious questions, but /
you afford to die?"
Wall, KANT exactly afford it this
time Nv year when the craps in the
grass an the mule colts need special
tendin' ter, but I reckon I'll halter"
The preacher WINGED. The wife
wiped her eyes again and the old
shanghai stood on one foot and bowed
aWkWardly to young pullet that had
Just made her debut in society.
I am afraid that you are not ready to
die, my poor friend" said the preacher.
4Death is very serious thing"
wall, yas, I reckon it is putty tough
on some folks.
My poor friend, what will become Of
your soul?"
"Wall, you'll halter ak ther Lawd
erbout that. Man haster take kere NV
ther body, you know, an the Lawd
looks after ther SOUL"
Il fear you are gone"
Putty nigh, I reckon"
aYes, and you cannot afford it,"
ken you?"
Better than you can, my erring
brother"
@Wall, now, let us see erbout that.
Did you ever see er coon an Ell dog fight
in ther moonshine?"
No." the preacher replied.
Did you ever tie er old dish-pan ter
er steers tail 2"
@No, thank the Lord"
3Did you ever set down with yo' back
agin wildcat still-house an drink till
you couldn't no mon bresh er hoss-fy
often yo' nose?"
@The Lord forbid"
wall, did you ever steal sweet milk
pu5en spring house?"
"Nc."
@Ah, hah; wall, did you ever lead up
er old shot gun with erbout three times
enough powder an see it kick peart
young fellow heels over head?"
No."
"Wali, I've been all erlong thar, an
eff you hain't, wy you hain't hedno fun.
an consequently KANT erford ter die en-
well ez / ken. Good-day. "-Opie r.
Bead, IN drRGs1saac ITapeler.
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