Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1890-07-14
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With great pride l prepared my saluta-
tory, but while was in the net of putting
the finishing touches to it, and had Just
penned the usual words, ''We are here and
here to stay" prospective subscriber
walked into the sanetum, and seating him.
self calmly upon the editors desk, said:
That's your salutatory, is it? Now
you're a stranger here, and maybe you'd
like few hints as to what the people
want? Well, Pm the man to give EN- to
you. Let's see what you've wrote there ?"
He suited the action to the word and
took the editorial from my reluctant
hands.
at won't do" he said, when he had la
bored through my ponderous sentences.
81 see you don't understand this people
very well. You know there's more Bap-
lists in this community than there is
Methodists. In fact, We Just rule things,
and if you don't put in a good word for
the Baptists you're ruined man. BY the
way he continued, mistaking one of my
red slippers for spittoon and flooding it
with tobacco juice, what church do you
belong to, anyhow
was almost afraid to tell him. but /
ventured to hint that / had leaning
toward the Methodists
keep it quiet he said, almost in a
whisper, 'for the Methodists amt nowhere
around these diggins. They only have
preachin' once month, and they amt got
but one man on the Town Council, while
the Baptists is got one Mayor, four Alder
men, one express agent and two telegraph
operators. Oh, we are in the lead, / tell
you; so you'd better keep your weather
eye open, and look to your interest. That's
all I've got to say"
And he left me 10 my sad reflections.
But | was not left entirely alone, for ere
the footsteps of my Baptist friend had died
into an echo tall, slim man, wearing a
nervous smile and a pair of spectacles, en-
tered and tip-toed toward me.
81 saw old jenkins coming out lust
now" he explained, as he sat down on my
ink bottle, "and III bet | know what he
was up to. He was trying to tell you how
to run the paper-now wasn't he?
admitted that his language had i'm
pressed me in that way.
"Dm't mind word he says said my
new adviser. 'Hes crazy on the subject
of religion, and don't know what he is
talking about. What you want to do is to
praise up the Presbyterians. They're get
ting stronger and stronger every day-go-
ing to build brick church and a public
school next week, and before six months
is out they'll be in full control of the town.
Take my word for it, if you want your
paper to succeed you will have to give the
Presbyterians a showing. And that's all
I've got to say"
l heaved deep sigh of relief as he
vanished through the door, which was
about to lock after him when an old man,
wearing the look of Methodist preacher,
pushed his way in.
"How is it with you, brother ?" he
asked, shaking hands heartily, as he
pumped down in the only chair in the
room.
told him it wssnot as well as it might
be, but that | hoped to pull through.
you'll never do it" he said, 'by listen
in to them Baptists and Presbyterians.
They are tryin' to run this town, but we're
goin' to git up revival which will sweep
'em from the face O the earth y
Baptist ?"
"No, sir"
presbyterian ?"
"Not exactly, sir"
"Episcopallan ~
'Not very much, sir"
"Why, God bless US, brother" he ex-
claimed, as he jumped up and gfasped my
hand, "you're Methodist, amt you ?''
| told him no, but that had once fallen
from grace, and that supposed that was
! the next thing to it.
"Don't worry over it." he 81, saoth-
ingly, and giving me slap on the back
which set me to coughing. "You amt
the first man that ever fell from grace.
But we are going to throw the props
around YOU and keep you up. Now, Tm
going to git right down here and pray for
you-right on this floor which amt been
| swept in ten years-and | want you to git
down with me-"
1t was in vain that l told him I was in
big hurry and would rather wait till
dark. He would take no denial, and in a
second he had started a revival in that
office that would have done credit to a
first class camp-meeting. He had warned
me beforehand that he would remain upon
his knees until | was converted, and |
mentally decided that my case was hope
less. As the good old man prayed for my
salvation he beat the air wildly with his
hands, and as was in the air myself |
came in for good share of the beating.
He followed me all over the room in the
agony of his plea, now knocking my head
| against the composing stone or iostiing my
breast with severe blow in the ribs, lust
to emphasize his words Sometimes |
would dodge and his hand would hit the
wall hard, but he only shouted the louder
when this occurred.
We were both perspiring freely with
the exercise; his paper collar had melted
and run down his back, and my celluloid
cuffs had caught fire FIVE times. One or
! the other had to weaken, and | felt that
the other was myself.
Brother he shouted in desperation,
SIS the work done yet? Do you feel any
changer
was about to tell him that l had spent
the last cent | had, and felt no change at
all, but | knew he wouldn't let me up on
that, and so told him yes, that was a
changed man.
"Where do you feel it ?" he asked, as he
paused for breath.
'In my back and side,' answered. "In
fact, it's all over me-"
He gave shout that shook the build
lug. rose to his feet, told me that | was a
sinner saved by grace, mopped his brow on
the Office towel, said to me that he would
call on me to lead the meeting that night
and went forth rejoicing.
Then | sat down to my desk again, weak
and helpless, and wrote my own obituary;
and when | recovered from the spell of
sickness which ensued l sold my paper to
the Baptists for SIS and hired out to a
heather as clerk in grocery store.
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