The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1890-05-31
"GOLIGATLY {" IN ADVANCE.

''GOLIGhTLY (" IN ADVANCE.
What the Reading Public May Expect to
Hear From Rev. G. l.. Morrill,
Next Time.
. Multiform and manifold are the ma
chinatlons of malicious men against the
holy doctrine of dipping which WE pro-
fess and put in practice, but I: have
neither time nor inclination to resent or
reply to the sneers or sarcasms of silly
scriveners Or soul enthralled soph1sts
since all my spirit is indamed with
hatred of Rome. Rome! Ave there's
the rub. And yet rub ween which
hath not been all of evil unto me. You
bet not! Blessings, blessings in dis
gulse beset us all at every step, but
blameable, Blameable beyond
measure is he who. forgetful of what
fortune offers, forgettul of r-pe-ter-
r1th, seeks not in self-interest to scratch
the itching of that rub for higher
salary. They all do 1t, Burrell can
gather in his yearly thousands; not souls
but solid dollars. His bonnie blue flag
is we'll lodged with gold. My Methodist
brothers have no less method in their
madness. Are we not commanded to
be all things to all men? Is it wrong to
ride upon the flowing tide of popular
favor to fortune? Where others gather
shall take no share? Shall I, blessed
Baptist divine, a babe of grace, a
blooming hustler from wayback, ban
tam for belligerency built so to say,
shall sit silent while around me bel
low, in notes and strains which l can
far excel my less accomplished breth-
ren2 Forbid it all my aspirations.
These tales of Rome's depravitv we
have to tell are chestnutty indeed. and
hard to stomach, but yah! while there's
market for the ware, I'll raise the
vegetables. ''Put money in my purse"
IT'S good precept and to that end nv
high blood chaffed of course, set
another lance IN rest 'gainst Rome.
And whato of Rene sweet sisters! Much,
everything. Why even a schoolboy
knows tits on the yellow Tiber. ALL
here is point which Burrell never
broached nor Tiffany touched on. A
dilemma. l have the Papists now
completely cornered. If Rome is on
the Tiber how can it be on a rock.
Rocks ahead. Perhaps it's rocked upon
the river May it soon strike rock
then. See We how wise and witty I can
be, so solemn and sarcastic. Alas! my
friends you know not half my talents.
Bot hear another, Outsiders say our
sect is but of yesterday. I'll show them
otherwise. IT'S night. The beauteous
orb of day has hours past sunk to rest,
from his bright face and chariot wheels
shooting effulgent beams. which made
the west one Dlaze of golden glory.
There is no moon nor cloud 80 all the
floor of heaven is thick inlaid with
mosaics of brightgold (''Patens'' is but
a Romish readlng.) Look toward the
north. Aye fellow citizens who hate
Rome's domination turn your backs on
the efeminate south and gaze heaven
ward. Watchman what of the night?
What see you? The symbol of our faith
set high in heaven whence Papists pal
sled hands can never drag it. A constel.
lation of seven stars. The dipper. A
dipper! May l say too little. for there
you see little dipper too. Ave yes,
my son, my son! Have not advertised
his deeds and is not the kitten story
told IN every holy household, And here
again perceive the malice Of Rome,
What think you does she call the starry
signs of baptist election? The great
and little bears! Could villainy devise
anything more shocking, could rampant
bigotry 80 further? But even in the
lowest depths Roman duplicity finds
lower still not satisfied with thus
abusing us IN English she Tugs in her
accused Latin and names the constel-
lation5 Ursa major and ursa minor.
Bears indeed! We will not bear it.
Forbearance would be cowardice. Let
us bear ourselves as becomes good
baptlsts and with barred teeth and ready
tongue retort onsour insnlter. There
can malice equal that? What one of
them can soar SO. on SIX lark wing a sing
ing as I 60. Ahsfriends. you know not
1.-THE Of What is! in me! + AMI am II
am Let these serve as beginnings
for sentences and paragraphs and pages
vet volumes never can exaggerate my
ellence. am q man Of destiny.