The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1893-07-01
ST. PETER THE GATE.

From the Rocky Mountain Herald.
st. Peter stood guard at the golden gate
With solemn mien and an air sedate.
When up to the top Of the golden stair
A man and woman assembled there.
Applied for admission. They came and
| stood
BEFORE ST Peter. 50 great and good.
| In hopes the City nf Peace to win
| And asked st. Peter ~ let them n
| The Wnman w.> tall. and lank. and thin.
| With a scraggy bcardlet upon her chin
| The man was short. and thick, and stout
| His stomach was built so it rounded out.
His face was pleasant, and all the while
He wore a kindly and genial smile,
| The chuirS in the distance the echoes woke,
And the man kept still while the woman
| spoke.
Othou who guartc>t the gate" said she,
"W",wo come h,hrr. beseechins thee
To let US enter the heavenly land.
And play our harps with the angel band.
OF me st. Peter. there is no doubt,
There's nothing in heaven to bar me out.
I've been to meetins three times week,
And almost always I'd rise and speak
1--WE told the sinners about the day
When they'd repent OF their evil way.
I've told my neighbors-Ive told em all
Bout Adam and Eve. and the Primal Fan;
I've shown them what they'd have to do
II they'd pass in with the CHOSEN few.
I've marked their path Of duty clear
Laid out the plan of their whole career
1--WE talked and talked to 'em loud and long.
For my lungs are.good and my voice is strong
So good St. Peter you'll clearly see
The gate OF heaven is open to me,
But my old man | regret to say.
Hasn't walked in exactly the narrow way:
He smokes and he swears, and grave faults
hes got
7 And don't know whether he'll pass Or no,
"He never would pray with an clrnost VIII.
Or 90 to revival or join in 4 hymn.
I So had to leave him in SORROW there.
, While J. with the chosen. united in prayer,
He ate what the pantry "ilan',d t" atS"'ot
While 7. in my purity. sang to the Lord;
T. And II cucumbers were all he got
y, It's a chance if he merited them or not.
. But Oh. St. Tetcr. love him 80.
~ - To the pleasures OF heaven please let him 20.
: I've done ellough;l saint Eve been.
, Won't that atone: Can't You let him in:
- BY my grim gospel know lis 50
' That the unrepcntnut must fry below.
~ But isn't there some way you can see
e MAT he may enter who's dear to me:
= y Its a narrow gospel by which pray
:" But the chosen % pect I" find >",nr way
'o OF coaXin., or fouln-, or hribiu- You
o. So that their relations can amblc 'hrou-h-
And say st. Peter. it seems t" me
- This gate isn't kept as it ought obc.
~ You ought to stand by that opening 1htr"
:, ~ And never sit down In the easy chair.
W "And say St Peter my si-hl Is dim,ncc.
/. But don't like the way your whisk"r> are
= 0trinmcd:
IL They're cut too wide and outward toss;
II Thpy'd look better marrow. cut straight
va across.
-. Well. We must be going our crowns TO win.
VI So omen. st. Peter. and We'll pnS> in.
,,
n St. Peter sat and strokcd his STAFF.
I'd But, spite Of his office. he had to laugh
Of Then said. with a fiery CLEAN in hiscyr'
&c. who's tending the gateway-you or |:
AVID then he arose in his stature tall
And pressed button upon the wall.
And said to the imp that answered tn" bell
.ic Escort that lady around to hcll:
ar
au The man stood still as a piece "f stone
'r- Stood sadly. gloomy there alone.
~ A lifelong. settled idea he had
Nv, That his wife was good and he was bad
's' He thought il the woman went down below
~ That he would:certainly have to go
"a That II she went to the regions dim
~ There WASH u ghost OF a chance Tor nm
en- slowly he turned by habit bent
ID. To follow wherever the woman went
St, Peter. standing on duty there.
Observed that the top OF his head was bar
He called the gentleman back. and said;
lis, "Friend, how long have you been weu:
me Thirty years." with a weary sigh
II And then he thoughtfully added. why"
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BY St. Peter was silent With head bent down
md He raised his hand and scratched his crow
Then seeming different thought to tax
Slowly. half to himself. he spake.
"Thirty years with that woman there'
No wonder the man hasn't any hair!
Swearing Is wicked. Smokes not good.
ate He smoked and swore-l should think
would.
,,s Thirty years with that tongue 80 sharp:
Ho! Angel Gabriel! Give him harp!
A jeweled harp with golden string:
Goud sir. pass In where the angels sing:
l"ee Gabriel, give him seat alone
- " One with cushion-up near the throne
"s Call up some angels to play their best
Let him enjoy the music and rest.
and "see that on finest Ambrosia he feeds
nth He's had about all the hell he needs
at Il isn't Just hardly the thing to do,
Iss., To roast him on earth and the future too
L. They gave him harp with golden string
A cl,tterins robe and pair of wings.
And he said ~ he entered the Realms OF ID
eed. ..Well, this beats cucumber>. anyway:
'ney And 80 the scriptures had come to pass:
it. 1.-The last shall be the first and the first >ll
be last.
""u Public Pssturage.