Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1890-05-03

! JoImenG uaI OabaH So1 pOMeILul on-
easy, an he has dun chused you ez
er agent ter help him. Oh, | has
| got de thing down fine"
ais you? Is you got it down fine?
Wall, reckon you has had it fine
fur good while. | reckon you has
been libin' often de fat o. dis yere
lam an er wallerin' in de shade wild
er hunk o. pie in yo' claw while de
| uder folks o. de munity is out in de
hot sun maxim suthin' fur you ter
take yo' choice frum. Yes, sab dat's
er fack, you has got it mighty fine
but femme tell yer, ole pusson, Use
gwine ter hab er little o. dat ar pie
myself Use er gittin' tired o. max
in boss collars an Use gwine ter ride
roun' de 'munity wild gloves on my
hans; an mon dat, amt goin out
ter drum up err congregation, but is
gwine ter take yourn er way frum
you. Oh, yer neenter splode, neen-
ter brissul up, Gaze yer know l kin
whup yer in de flesh in er minnit;
I an amo'an dat. | kin whup you in de
sperit, AN I'm gwine ter do it. Now
| ies keep cool an look at dis ercasion
squar in de face. Mex Sunday yo'
revival begins at de Spout Spring,
doan it?"
at do, sinner man.
"Wall, I'll be dar. I'm comm dar
an show de folks dat you amt been
called by de Lawd, an den l m gwine
to open up er revival right ober at
| de gum spring. Go on now an doan
| gin me none O. yo' slack, Gaze I'll
halter waller yer. I'll meet you at
de Spout Spring mex Sunday, sab.
Good day."
| On the following Sunday great
crowd of the brothers and sisters
gathered at the Spout Spring. The
day was beautiful and the mocking
bird had sung all night in herald of
| its coming. Butterflies blazed against
| a moss-covered bank, and a hum
ming bird flew down to gaze at him
| self in dew drop caught by violet.
The Spout Spring flowed through
an old log, and fell ON the pebbles
with a splash of silver. Old Sandy
came and quietly took seat on the
rock. The preacher, strong in con-
fidence, gave the rebel contemp-
tuous look. A hymn was sung, a
| prayer was offered, and then the Rev.
Sam Pitts arose. He spoke a few
commonplace words and then turned
upon old Sandy and began to skin
him. Sandy arose and strolled leisure
| ly up the hillside. The people shout
ed in derision-the minister had
crushed the rebellion. After a while
Sandy returned.
"My frien's," said he, standing on
a rock, "you Is de las folks in dc
worl' ter take de vantage DER man ;
SO now prays dat you will yere
whut / has ter say. 1t has been
norated erbout de 'munity dat I
wants ter preach. | does, bruders,
but fur WY? Gaze l think dat you
needs er homes man ter talk to you.
At one time Mr.. Pitts wuz fuzz
rate pusson, er visitin' de sick an
helpin' ter bury de dead; but like
de pen-fed hog, he is got fat an lazy,
an femme tell you dat when er man
gifts lazy it is mighty hard fur him
ter be honest. So, l now is gwine
ter take his place Hop on, folks. y
The people had begun to cry out
against him.
"Jes' hol' on er minnit, fur it is
wild yo' leave dat | am gwine to do
dis. Las night suthin' came ter me
in er dream an tole me dat dis man
wuz corrupt. Dat suthin' said dat
we would all find it out dis day. l
axed how, and den de sperit said dat
as proof de very water whar he
preached would be 'taminated.
said sholy not, fur dar want no purer
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