The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1892-06-02

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wanted to, nor get out. He forgot to
tell us that such as were rebellious
were once cast out Of heaven. AS he
warmed to his work he became en-
thusiastic, SO wildly did he paint the
horrors of a yawning hell that was al
ways hungry and never satisfied. 1t
would almost give one the nightmare
while yet awake. 1t was enough to
make mortals mourn, dead men turn
pale and angels weep. For one illus
tration he said, take one from hell and
dip him into n caldron Of melting
potash it would give him an ague chill,
and thus he would boil and stew for all
time, and as for the length OF time God
himself could not measure, and yet
"Countless millions of billions OF cycles to roll
Always in reserve, for the poor sinners SOUL"
I discovered that my'teeth were set
my fists clinched and my reason de-
sorting me for the time. The preacher
would look from right to left, with q
we'll bred stare and lofty mein, so per-
feet and so masterly did he sway that
audience it would battle the skill of q
Shakespeare to describe. He must
have summoned aid from the vastly
deep, for every gesture and wave of the
arm was moro telling and more power
full than magician with his magical
wand. He followed all the winding
avenues and by-paths and the deep,
and inmost researches and heart wan
behring's of the human. He said he un-
derstood it all, partly OF learning but
more by experience. He pored over
his manuscript with much vigor, stop
ing now and then to wipe the sweat
from his brow. The sermon was so in
terwoven with facts and fiction we
were fast becoming weary. Not so
with the majority. They we're restless.
Some smiled, some did SILVER and some
in high PRECIPITATION, others were be-
coming giddy, result of the enchant-
ment. No less a grand worker was the
inventor, for there he sat nearly in the
middle of the audience oblivious to all
his surroundings. An object of much
pity and no little scorn. He sat partly
in the attitude of prayer. From that
direction we could hear now and then a
muffled groan. With fevered brain he
worked with a will that was hard to
conquer. In the meantime the
preacher had time to take breath, and
with a sup of water continued: ''But
again, we ask, how many in this vast
congregation has this pure and unde-
filed religion?" and paused. AS though
waiting for an answer, and the dead
silence was painful. Then the inventor
arose and exclaimed, II swear, I have
got it, j" and down the aisle and on to
the street. ill., &,. '.~ 10
Who dare profane this house and day? Is
Cried ont the angry pastor, Cd.
But the inventor was loath to stay
And did but run the faster.
Preacher and police gave chase, to
bring him to justice for disturbing
them in their holy worship. But the
inventor was fleet. He soon, put be-
tween himself and his pursuers a re-
spectacle distance, and they lost him
entirely. When he reached his hum
bic abode, he perfected the plan of his
model, in great anticipation OF his COM
ing wealth. And after all, the
preacher and the inventor were each
but cog in the great wheel that turns
this worlds machinery.
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