The daily morning journal and courier., 1894-11-10
TALES OF TEN TRAVELLERS.
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iuchHp hHu WHo teti po uiSPossS AHeA' rass pleasant and instructive evening while carrying out the principles of true Christian charity, by attending the players entertainment tonight at Dentville hall. Due reasons for this suggestion by your pastor will be given at our next praise service which will be held to- morrow evening. weather permitting. PHILIP HARDEN. Tn e few minutes more old Gabe Dents ferret was tracing with his horny finger these words against the win dow panes in his masters house, writ ing, while reading aloud. with minutest particularity this the most astounding notice which had ever been posted in Dentville.
 Reuben Screws" said the old Squire sternly when the former had finished. "that was in Pastor Marden's hand writing, word for word?"
 "Writ by Philip Marden, posted by Philip Warden. letter for letter and word for wordg' t"
 The old man fairly gasped for a moment, as his lowering looks took in the post office. the Red Lion tavern and the street toward the parsonage a little distance beyond.
 "Then," he said, with his lips so tightly drawn that they were bloodless and white across his almost chattering teeth, "all I've got to say Is. that preachers an apostate; and Gabriel Dent.ll take hand at the powers of Satan in this here townr'
 Powers O Satan in this 'ere town;" mumbled the constable, his beady eyes blinking like an excited owls from con- lectures of possible consequences. "No wonder religions dead" thun- dered the Squire. crashing fist into the palm of his other hand.
 No wonder!" was sieved through the constable's woelen neck comforter.
 "Its got to be lifted up in Dentville." almost screamed old Gabriel Dent, as he plunged about the room.
 Right up!' wheezed the constable, following him as if to be ready for in- stant action.
 The old Squire whirled and stopped suddenly.
 They're paupers before the law: They've no visible means of support! They're on the town this minute! Rube," he added with almost childish glee, Ifs the poor house full?"
 "A leetle crowded;' leetIe, Squire" puffed ready Reuben; ''but op Beetles told me, last week, they'd been carryin' out few. Guess we might find room for half dozen CT so. 4 half dozen CT so;" he repeated with leer which set his face to working hideously.
 "Get-get the books!" demanded Ga- briel Dent fuming with impatience. ''The books-and light, Rube"
 A light was at once brought, and the constable fluttered it back and forth along the dusty shelves
 "Th-th' statoots, 'Squire?" r..5....
 'Yes, yes. The revised statutes. Quick, now, Rube! If it's as 1t ought to be, Dentville'n be safe from the vip- ers' fangs yet, yet this night. Reuben Screwsw -. & The old Squire poured over the pages of the statutes for few minutes, as though lives depended upon the result; while great veins sprang from his fore head and were lost in the silvery hair of his head f F.
 It is seldom in these later days, thank heaven! that religion is essayed to be lifted up, that fervor in even supposi- titiously holy cause, that an awakening to mans duty to his creed and his fel- low man, is begun and carried out with such appalling intensity and zeal, as here in this ancient mansion beneath this fickering light, where the two old heads, so near the eternal silences, crowded close and fiercely over the wise provisions of the law; but with a cry of delight from the Squire and hoarse gurgle of satisfaction from the consta- ble, the sought-for sentences were found, read as starved dog will crunch toothsome bone, and the statutes then clapped together and hugged to the 'Squire's side like some priceless gift of efficacy and power.
 "Quick, now, Rubep' he exclaimed, springing from the table. Harness the double team to the lumber wagon. Get it around to the tavern the quickest you ever moved in all your natural life.i We'll have lem ready. Gibbs and I'll make short work of 'em, now. Put a little straw-not much, mindLin the bottom of the wagon box, for the-thel strumpet women, if they don't deserve! it, Rube. Hurry, now! Gibbs and I'll root lem out. tooth and nail, bag and baggage"
 But Reuben Screws was already puff fing and wheeztng in the barn at his masters bidding; and when old Gabriel Dent discovered he was railipk at emp ty walls, he 4aastened from the warmth of his freside with the alacrity. of eager youth out into the fearsome night.
 When certain quality of religion and certain quality of law are jointly utilized in eleyating the morals and.an- initiating the evils of any community, human lives are as bits of chaff be- tween the upper and neither millstones of expediency.
 A village justice court, a complaint under oath, a nasty examination, where the facts and the law were as plain as the parsons notice in the postoface window, hastily scraWled commitment in the hands of Constabie Screws, the biIndling of the dazedS stricken and half crazed pauper actors into the wagon box, a rattle and chatter of wheels and prancing and sprawling, brutaily ly-urged horses along the icy ruzd, were the evangelizing work of q very brief time