St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1894-05-13

out beer to the sinful people in carriages had
never seen him before. Would it be wrong
for him to Stake his thirssst; with couple of
glasses of beer? One glass would hardly lay
the dust half way down his throat. The
second one would reach its destination in his
midst, and relieve his suferings. Once more
Parson Downycouch glanced around. The
coast was clear. He rode boldly up to the
door, and to the blond German who appeared,
he said:
''Two schooners of beer, quick"
ga minute later the parson, still sitting on
his horse had a, schooner in each fist. He
was just about to raise the right hand
schooner to his lips. He glanced around
and, horror Of horrors, coming Down the
road, not fifty yards distant, horse and
buggy, and in the vehicle were Mrs. Colonel
Percy Yerger and Mrs Peterby. both ladies
being members of his own church.
Fortunately he saw them before they saw
him. The parson turned as white as the
foam of the beer. He was SO impolite as to
keep his back turned to the ladies, but under
the circumstances he was justifable. He
reverentially held the two schooners in front
of himself. He thought that horse and buggy
would never go past.
Neither of the ladies suspected for
moment that the broad back and vest of the
rider belonged to their pastor, and all would
have ended we'll, had it not been for the
parsons horse, looking after the receding
buggy, and recognizing perhaps an old ac-
quaintance in the animal that propelled it,
he deliberately turned, and began to walk
rapidly after the aforesaid receding vehicle.
The parson could not reach for the reins to
check up the animal, as he had schooner of
beer in each hand. In a gentle voice. SO as
not to be heard by those in the buggy, he re-
quested the horse to "whoap' instead of
which the animal, finding himself still I'M
restrained by the reins, trotted briskly after
the buggy, and before the parson could col
lect his thoughts, and get rid of the evidence
of his guilt, he was within ten feet of the
vehicle, being jolted up and down, holding
out a schooner of beer at arms length as if he
was inviting both Mrs. Yerger and Mrs.
Peterby to stop and try some themselves.
Mrs. Yerger looked back, and when she saw
her own beer denouncing pastor, with a
painful expression, bobbing up and down,
holding out two glasses of beer, she uttered
feminine cry OF dismay, and laid the whip
on her horse.
''Oh, it's not possible!'' exclaimed Mrs.
Peterby. "Parson Downycouch drunkr'
"Yes, it is possible" (whack, whack), said
Mrs. Yerger; che is full of beer; you can
hear the beer swash about inside of him."
"And what will people say about us if they
-see him chasing us in this way?" and the
horse was warmed up some more with the
whip.
"Bolicel bolice! Sthop dot schoundrel
right away already" said loud voice in
broken English, that proceeded from NOV
ing cloud OF dust behind the parson. It was
the German barkeeper, who desired to collect
the two schooners and the money for the
beer, with which Parson Downycouch was
baptizing himself, his horse and the dusty
road, with profuse literally and language to
match. @hiVIii
On hearing the voice of the German bar
keeper, who was trying to overtake him with
hostile intent, Parson Downycouch made no
further effort to keep back his steed from
oyertaking the buggy The noble animal
overlook the buggy, and passed it in iiffy.
Mrs. Yerger and Mrs. Peterby caught a
glimpse of a bareheaded horseman in a rain
bow of beer. They heard some frightful
oaths, and then they had rear view OF their
pastor as he disappeared down the dusty
road, still clinging to those two schooners of
beer, and pounding his saddle with fearful
violence. They were glad he kept right on.
They were afraid he was going to Insist on
them joining him in his bacchanalian rev.
elries.