Milford chronicle., 1896-06-26

Rather EeinarIsabie story whic.l Calr.e-
a nIors.i Teac.l.ng.


Rather Remarkable story Hhics Cair.e-
a Moral Teaching.
A half dozen OF so men were sitting
out in front of an uptown hotel the
other evening telling stories, and Star
reporter was taking them all in with an
avidity peculiar TO his class.
when was 21," said a tall man, evil
IDENTIFY from southern state, Il had an
ungovernable temper and a half-broth-
er three years older than myself. We
were both church members, but that
didn't seem to bring us any closer to-
gether, for he was a Methodist and ]
was a Baptist. You may have OBJ
served he threw in as a decoration to
the story, that Christian charity and
brotherly love don't always thrive on
UNCONVENTIONAL feed. However, as
was saying, we were of different de-
nominations, and we got along fairly
well together until we began arguing
on our respective faiths. Then we got
hot, and / always lost my temper. l
may say that he did very nearly the
same, but he wasn't quite as bad as 1
was in that regard.
Zone day we were out hunting with
only one gun, a squirrel gun, between
us, and / had the gun. l may add here
that we lived on farm, and a One-gIn
hunting party was not at all unusual.
We had sat down on a rock near the
edge of a stream to rest, and in some
way l Slipped and went into the water. |
1t made me mad to begin with, and |
when he began chatting Inc and telling |
me that a Baptist ought to be used to |
little thing like that, I got ten times
worse and hit him a lick III the face.
He ran of few yards and picked up a /
bowlder about as large as your double
fist, while l made grab for the gun,
which l had set up against willow
tree under the bank.
"Of course, we did not know whatwe
were doing by this time; onlyIremem
Der of telling him if he raised his hand
to throw the stone I'd shoot him. He
was nerYy. though, and l hadn't more
than got the words out of my mouth
than he let the bowlder come at me, and,
true to my word, banged away at him.
We weren't 40 feet apart, and it was
stand-of between the bowlder and the
bullet as to which was the more dan
gerous. but Providence, l reckon, was
watching over us, for, as I fired, the
bowlder flew into a dozen pieces, and
both of us were left standing looking at
each other in a dazed, helpless way. ;
Then, still not understanding what had
happened, but realizing how nearly our
tempers had brought us to bloodshed
we rushed into each others arms and
began crying over each other.
when we had got over the excite
ment and collected our wits sufficiently d
to make an investigation. we discovered
that by the merest chance-by Provi- Il
Dental interference, mean-my bullet
and his bowlder had met in their flight
and nullified each other. On one piece Il
of the broken stone we found the blue Il
mark of the bullet and in another place Il
we found the battered bullet He took
the bulletand took the piece of marked IL
stone, and we have kept them to this
lay, as sacred souvenirs, and as very
potent reminders never to discuss our +,
beliefs. I'm just as strong
Baptist as ever, and he is equally a
Methodist, but we both believe that y
greater than either Baptist or Method
st is the Providence that watches over :.
Is all. Washington Star.