The Bryan daily eagle. (Bryan, Tex.) 1895-1898, 1896-07-01

larson Doniow. that Is Just what we
nave made up our minds To do, NJ
tHat pars0u DauioN BE- shouts. Praise
lhe Lofd. and Deacon Nilhnris hol-
iHIa 'Amonr While squire Mmson Ice
lat ,ut his rngin' llalleluinh'
"liayiu uur minds made up 10 II,
Ezci,ial and me We knCcled down ON
the m0umers' bench. nnd there was
il0u q great many more with u.s. for
rar,nn nonlow he jest le' himself ont
nh' preached hts best. To usln' me
IN Ezekial for his text and the loud
umrus and tic rlngin' hallrluiuhs WAS
heard III The willie. You never heard
acli time Tor they don't have such
lines nowadays.
"Rut Amt comln' 10 The pint. The
mociln' was NJ white heat, you might
say. aud everybody WHO had exleri.
enced salvation was n-shouiin' and
a-slngln. when all Of suddint some-
iuin' happened Deacon D0nlOw he
was u.pmyln. aud IL seemed rs n he
I had laid hold upon the very battle
mcnis Of the heavenly city. He was
I plpaim' for more and more Of the
/ power though. for the life of me. /
cnuldn't see what was 10 become % ds
| ~ We got any fuller than We was then.
Let me see the real HeniccDstal
fires. be- shouted let me hear the
ushln' round from heav'n. and feel -
But that was rs fur as be- pot for Just
I then. ~ OF a suddent, sometllln' hap
/ pemcd. That little old lOg meeiln'
house begun 10 move really move
7 Aud IL kept right OF movln'. u was a
jerry. thunpy. tockln' motion, as
/ though Il was shook NJ hy some
mighty hcayin' Of the ground itself.
"lf there had brcn shoutm before.
II wasn't % be- compared 10 The shout
la there was then You couldn't hear
Tor the noise they made Praise the
Lord" cried good old Fars0n Donlow.
Amen" shouted Deacon Nilhuu. and
'inlleluiahr rang out Squire Nun
sons voice. Bui Fzekial be- Just jumps
up a-gaspln'-'rhcm oxcn9 aud he
made for the door ,ust as fast as ever
lr could But the door had got iamlncd
SOS Il couldn't he opened.
And there we al was, In that rock
IN and tremhlin' little old log meeiln'
house. amidst the shoutln' and the
| sincin': auh the mourners' benefit
wasn't lmlf bic enough 10 nccommo'
date the suddrnt demand Tor places.
And siiil that ierky. thumpy, rocklu'
mofiui Kept on iill the people they be-
gan a. grt frightened half out Of their
I with The women screamed AMI the
children cried. an at last Deacon VII
hurt. more OF less scaIt hlmsclf--and
gncss twas more he jumps on 90 d
seat ana hollcrs; Enough enough
Oh. stay N, hand and lust ther
tliere COMES an extra hard thumn. and
the deacon went spmwlin'. heels ovel
head. into the crowd around ths
mouruers' bench. and the motor
stopped rs suddenly as Il had begun
That last Jolt lnuscned the door too
ard Ezcklnl he rushed out. nll the RES
n.follrrln him. aud bless me, II rarsoI
nonlow's little old log meetln' hous.
wasn't clear down ~ the foot ~ Jim
sons iliill You see. Ezekial has
chained them oxen fast 10 the bottom
log at the hack Of the huildln'. nevel
once thlnklu' ihed wglk IN with u
and the shoutin' must hev started 'em
"Now. ! Kin never fergit oxen. no
the longest day ever live. an special
IL them oxen 81 Ezeklals. Ezckial h
has gone to his reward. and ! konv
that ! must follow him soon. III
! fought the good fight. and won ~
cnnwn. aud ! know that ! shall NEE
! him on that bright shore beyond az
swcllin' tide: and-i 'spose MS FOOLS
hut somehow ! fancy It's lust posi-
, hir IN find them oxen there. too."-S
/ Louis Globe Democrat