Worcester morning daily spy., 1898-02-04
BISHOP DUDLEY's STORIES.

CFrom the Louisville Courier-Journal.)
AT the dinner to the Right Rev,
Thomas Underwood Dudley-twenty-
three years bishop yesterday-the
bishop told several good stories.
When he first told his friends in Bal
timore that he was coming to Kentucky
some of them We're astonished.
You're not going to Kentucky, are
your" asked one startled man.
Yes, indeed"
"Why, do you know what kind of a
state that is? 1 saw in the paper where
a man killed another in Kentucky for
treading on a dog" The bishop said
nothing, and the man said, impatient
ly: "What're you going to do about it?''
I'm not going to tread on the dog"
was the bishops answer.
Zone of the first places l visited in
Kentucky" said The bishop, was Leb-
anon, where 1 went with our friend
Waller there. I killed. Lebanon with
one visit. went to bed at the
tavern and left Waller sitting up. L
thought 1 must have slept half the
night when l was awakened by a Wig
orous controversy in the room. peered
out Of bed and saw Waller stiIl sitting
UP. Beside him was a big, raw-boned
man in his shirt sleeves.
"'Wall, want this hyar question set
tied the shirt-sleeved man was saying.
'Thar's a Episcopal down my way what
says you's got to war white or black
gown. Nav, how about it? wants the
bishop to settle it. Do you have to
wear white or black"
81 spoke UP. I'm the bishop I said
and I'll say that I'm not particular. I'd
preach in pink gown if anybody will
listen to me-
81 was greeted by gloomy prospects
when I first came to Kentucky" said
the bishop Malaria seemed to pervade
the church. With these conditions I set
out upon my work. Up in the state
met a rough looking man who had his
trousers tucked in his boots, and he
carried big whip. / was introduced
to him as the new bishop of Kentucky.
He eyed me moment.
Thigh or low? he asked.
Both I answered.
"'D'ye preach final perseverance or
fallen from grace?'
81 said, I preach Christ and him cru
cified'
''And that" continued the bishop, sis
what I have sought to do. The catholic
church is broad-broad enough for the
whole world big enough for any one
creed and worship God in Jesus Christ
There is no time for petty questions Of
whether or not there should be flowers
on the altar.
"Ah, my beloved friends, if I had my
choice to make again / should choose
again to be a bishop of Kentucky-here
where l have my loyal friends, and
whom I love. And there is no pomp
in the bishops life. have ridden mules,
and have ridden some bad horses and
have done my share of walking. But
still have had my compensation
And here is story Of one compensa-
ton:
The bishop had gone to Beattyville,
and the place was rough and desolate
A rough looking man came up to him.
They tell me you're from Virginia, ;"
said the man.
Yes"
"They tell me you fought with the
rebels''
yes"
Give me yer hand, pard. My MANS
Bill Bolan, an I'm a blacksmith down
here"
"Bill.' said the bishop" / am proud
to meet YOU"
That night Bill Bolan went to the
service and heard the bishop preach,
and he went afterward, too.
Twelve years later the bishop went to
Beattyville once more. 1t was sunset.
He was met by the towns clergyman.
Bishop, Bill Bolan died yesterday, and
before he died baptized him. said the
minister. TN his last words he told me
to tell the bishop that he loved him.
That, said the bishop, was indeed a
compensation.