The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, 1902-06-12

sand strings-sperits of jest men made
perfeck."
Ny tex, my brethering, leads me to
speak of sperits. Now, thar's great
many kinds of sperits in the world-in
the fuss place, thar's the sperits some
folks call ghosts, and thar's the sper-
its Of terpentine, and thar's the sper-
its as some folks call liquor, anu I've
got as good an artiEel Of them kind OF
sperits on my fat boat as ever was
foch down the Mississippi river; but
thar's a great many other kinds OF
sperits, for the tex says: He played on
O harm of a t-h-o-I:-s-and strings. sper-
its Of Jest men made perfech. And
thar's a great many kinds Of fire in the
world. In the fuss place thar's the
common sort of fire, and then there's
foxfire, and campfire, FIRE before yor
are ready and fire and fail back and
many other kinds w fire, for the lex
says, He played en- the harp OF
thousand strings, sperits OF jest men
made perfeck.' ~
But I'll tell you the kind Of fire as is
spoken of in the Bible, my brethren, IS
He'll Fire. and that's the kind OF fire as
a great many OF you'll come to IF you
don't do better nor what you have beeG
doin'-for He played on harp OF a
thousand strings, sperits w Jest mcn
made perfeck." And that's the kind OF
fire you can't dodge, my brethring, All,
for it's the fire that won't be quenchcd.
You may fly to the mountains OF Hep
sidan, where the woodbine twineth and
the lion roareth and the whangdoodle
mourneth for its first born, but you
can't hide from the unsquenchable fire,
for It Is the fire Of hell and damnation,
ah! And he played on a harp OF
thousand strings-sperits Of jest men
made perfeck.
Now as there are many kinds OF
sperits and many kinds Of fire, ah! IN
the world, ah! jes so there are many
kinds Of Christians, ah! In the fuss
place we have the Piscopalian, and tney
are high-sallin', high-roostln', naraiu-
tin set, an, and they may be likened
unto turkey buzzard that flies up into
the air, ah! and he goes up, and up
and Up, till he looks no bigger than
your finger nail, and the fust thing you
know, he comes doyn, and down, anu
down, and goes to film himself on the
carkiss Of a dead hoss by the side OF
the road, ah! and HE played on harp
Of thousand strings, sperits Of jest
men made perfeck."
And then thars the Methods, an:
They may be likened unto the. squirrel
runnin' UP into a tree, for the Metho-
dis believes in gwine on from one de-
gree of grace to another, aptS finally on
to perfection, and the squirrel goes up,
s4d up, and up, and he jumps from
limb to limb, and branch to branch,
and the fust thing you know he fails,
and down he comes keriumix, and
that's like the Methodist, for they IS
alters fallin from grace, ah. ana ne
played on harp of a thousand strings,
sperits Nv jest men made perfeck.
And thar is the Presbyterians, my
bretherirg, with their long frock coats
and high shirt collars and dismal
swamp faces, but they never cleared no
new ground nor burnt no brush nor
deadened no timber, nor killed no bars.
They always waits for US hard sheils
to do that and settle up the wider
ness and then they will slip in and 80
to plantin' and put On heavenly airs
and claim to be the only people tnat
are elected and shore Of eternal saliva
tion-and they play on a harp OF
thousand strings-sperits Of Jest men
made perfeck.
And then, my brethring, thar's the
Baptists, ah! And they have been liken-
ed to a 'possum on a simmon tree, and
the thunders may roll and the earth
may quake, and the lions roar and the
whangdoole mourn, but the 'possum
clings thar still, ah And you may
shake one foot loose, and the others
thar, and you may shake all feet loose,
and he laps his tail around the limb,
and clings and he clings furever, ah!
for "He played on harp Of a THOUSAND
strings, sperits Nv jest men made per-
feck,'