The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1888-09-28
over to your house.

Yes, you be, too; an there amt no
sense in the way you're actin"
81 guess I've got as much sense as some
O my %neighbors," said the deacon.
"Mebby you have an then agin mebby
you hain't. You didn't have non too
much sense that time you built your cow
shed and swung the door in sso's you
couldn't open it till the COW got away from
agin it,
"Had as much sense as you did when
you got eighty foot O rope for a forty-foot
well, and when you got the two buckets
tied on they was both at the bottom to
once. Guess I wouldn't talk about sense
after that"
81 didn't do that"
eyes, you did too; and tried to lay it
off on John Sperry, cause he sold you the
rope"
81 didn't, nuther."
Eyes, you did too; an John Sperry told
me an Jabe Watson he didn't want to cut
off but fifty foot, but you was that pig
headed you got mad cause he told you he'd
sold more well-ropes N you ever seen; an
he had, too"
81 didn't nuther, git mad"
eyes, you did, too, an you're SO mad
now you're a-tremblin' all over like a durn-
ed ole fool"
"Look a-here, Tom Bibbs. l amt
a-goin' to stand an talk with no man that
comes down to swearin'-an' him pretend
in to be a Christian an a deacon in the
church, too"
81 didn't swear, you gol burned ole fool.
YOU"
"You did, too, swear, aud you jest done
it agin, an | don't want nothin' to do with
no hyprocritjn' Christian that prays end
swears to once"
You're a gosh burned ole hypocritin'
Christian yourself, Dan Godspeed, an for
for two cents I'd" The deacon drew
back his arm.
"You jest do it once, Tom Bibbs," said
Uncle Dan'l.
"Waal, I'll tell you right now, there
amt goin' to be no new fence along my
medderland, not while I'm alive to pervent
it."
can I'll jest tell you, there's a-goin' to
be a new fence right square where that un
stands, an I'd like to see you lift a finger
to stop it, you old skiniiint, you. PHI
This time Uncle Dan'l drew back his
fist.
"Don't you haul back at me. you ole
Just then little Nancy Bibbs came rum
ming down the road bareheaded to tell her
gran'pa there was a peddler wanted to see
him at the house.
Before night nearly everybody in Tama-
rack had heard both sides of the story.
Deacon Bibbs, as soon as the peddler left,
went down to the store and told Mr..
Sperry his side of it and fully substantial
ted the charge concerning the well-ropc.
A little later Uncle Dan'l told his side oft
to four or five men at the blacksmith-shop,
and they all agreed that the deacon did
hang his cowshed door to swing in. So
pretty soon the story of the quarrel was in
.everybody's mouth.
Elder Gibson was away that day, and
did not come homo till late at night. The
next morning, on his way to church, he
met Tim Bolton, who told him all about
it.
"My, my" said the good old preacher,
'this will never, never do. These dear old
boys mustn't be permitted 10 pass a Sunday
with anger in their hearts,"
When the bell had ceased ringing Elder
Gibson slowly arose in the pulpit and, wip-
ing his spectacles, feebly announced:
LET us all unite in singing the 712th
hymn-hymn 712-omitting the second and
fifth verses"
Then, adjusting his glasses, he read:
"Blest be the tie that binds
Our hearts in Christian love:
The fellowship OF kindred minds
Is like TO that above.
w share our mutual woes;
Our mutual burdens bear;
And often for each other flows
Inc syinpalhlZlhS tear.
"W hen we asunder part,
1t gives us inward pain;
But we shall still be Joined in heart
And hope to meet again.
sFrom SORROW, toll and pain,
And sin we shall be free,
And perfect love and friendship reign
Through all eternity
While the blessed old preacher was read
ing these stanzas the folks in the pews east
sidelong glances first at Uncle Dan'1, and
then at Deacon Bibbs, who sat one at one
end and the other at the other end of the
pew they had occupied together for forty
odd years. Then everybody stood up and
sung as loud as he could-they all sung
but Uncle Dan'l and Deacon Bibbs, who
looking at the floor and feeling
ashamed to have all the folks singing just
to save their two souls. That was the
way it seemed to them.
When the singing was over Elder Glib
son held ont his white, wrinkled hands,
closed his eyes, and beseechingly prayed
to the great and good Father in Heaven to
send down His sweet grace and lead all
His children into the ways of blessed love
and brotherly affection. "And especially,
oh Father" he said, ''show Thy great