Blue-grass blade., 1892-02-13

Blade for a stack of Apostoli,
Guides as high as the court house
Or any other, so called, religious
newspapers.
l am tired of the blasted rot Of
lazy sleek hat, we'll fed smart
Aleck preachers, who are eternally
getting off some bombastic stuff
about organ or anti-organ, faith
alone, repentance before baptism
stuff.
Let them get out and preach
the plain and simple gospel of the
blessed Son of God. to poor igno-
rant men and women, and not
want, and expect, the earth for
doing it.
l know my position is not pop
ular with the hypocritical saints
of this age, and 1 stand a much
better chance to be church dis
ciplined, than the profane drunken
libertines whose names dot the
church books of almost every
church in the land.
When | first commenced taking
the Blade my good and pretty
wife very earnestly requested me
to stop taking it, on account of its
inidelity.
l told her that after reading the
Bible and hearing it expounded
by the Solomons of earth for
thirty years, if your fimsy vapor-
ings could shake my faith in the
religion of Jesus Christ it might
60.
And now when we get the
Blade on Friday evenings, with a
number of other papers, (none re-
ligious though except, the Blade)
we sometimes have a scramble as
to who shall have the Blade first;
but | being woman's Fighter gen
orally give away to her, and then
she bothers me while l am reading
the other papers, by asking me to
listen to something good she has
found in it.
My mother in law, who lives
with us is beginning to call for it,
and the prospects are that you will |
have to send me two copies in
stead of one.
And now Sir, knowing your
to be contrary, 1 will |
leave you to publish this letter or
not, as you please.
Yours for good works and
deeds.
A. w. CARPENTER.
z. 8. I=f.I zba 6eal at fakI
$14 90 instead Of 1890.
Captain, in the Union army Bro.
B. F. Powell, Shelby city, Ky,
has handed me his subscription for
another year.
Please send HIM receipt.
A. w. c.
P. S. again. My wife and
mother in law (bless her heart) are
both for Woman Suffrage and
Prohibition, P but the man who
thinks l am hen pecked is fool.
/ have been there. | know all
about it. That's just the way /
talk. Nearly every man who has
a mother-in-law about the house
is in favor of woman suffrage
That letter tickled me so that l
had to take it over to one of my
and read it. There's
something funny about that post
office racket that l can't catch
on to.
If Bro. Balloon breaches Prohi-
bition with a big P. in the pulpit,
don't care what he thinks
about me; he is all right, and just
as soon as the silver cord is broken
that binds him to earth he will
scoot heavenward and go where
all the good balloons 60.
l thought there was something
awful strange about that town,
but / thought it was the influence
of that fellow Walton, the editor
of the "Interior Journal and l
had given the whole place over to
hardness of heart and reprobacy
of mind, and have been waiting to
hear ofits raining birthstone and
fire on that town ever since.
When l thought there was a
man running that post Office l
thought that postal card that
all of those papers meant
he was mad as the dickens. |
now see that it was pure piece
of feminine lovliness, and l am
going to send that post mistress
my photograph, and some nice
fresh spring poetry.
An extra copy of the Blade will
go to Mrs. A. w. Carpenter with
my compliments, and one to her
mother if anybody will furnish me
her name. But with the rest of
the population OF Stanford l am
going to stay on the safe side, now
that l have got there, and l will
send them the Blade when they
send the money. That town will
never do any good until some
body browns Walton. What's
become of his old newspaper. He
and John Bell-one of these old
COW bells-in this town, remind
me of a couple of children playing
"tend like" editing newspapers.
AS long as they thought they
could get away with me they were
willing to exchange, but when
they found | was getting away