Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1903-09-10

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are heaps of people who don't believe
| the Bible
| The Pilot nodded
"Sone of the smartest. best educated
men are agnostics," proceeded the
young man, warming to his theme and
failing to notice the stiffening of Bills
lank figure Il don't know but what
am one myself
"That so?, said Bill, with sudden in
terest.
II guess So was the modest reply.
"Got it bad!' went on Bill, with
note of anxiety in his tone.
But the young man turned to the
Pilot and tried to open fresh argu-
ment.
| "Whatever he's GOT said Bill to the
others in mild voice, cts spoilin' his
manners.
Eyes" went on Bill meditatively aft
err the slight laugh had died. its ruin
in to the Judgment. He don't seem to
know when he interferes with the
game. Pity tooF'
/ Still the argument went on.
Seems as if he ought to take some
thin" said Bill in voice suspiciously
ulild. what would you suggest r
"a walk, mebbe!' said hi In delight
! ed expectation.
II hold the opinion that you have
| mentioned an uncommonly valuable
remedy-better n pain killer almost. ;"
/ Pill rose lnnpllilly
81 say he drawled, tapping the
young fellow, lit appears to me a little
walk would perhaps be good, mebbe."
..Ail right: wait till / get my car"
was the unsuspecting reply.
Il don't think perhaps you won't
/ need it. mebbe cherish the opinion
you'll perhaps be warm enough Bits
/ voice had unconsciousiy passed into q
1 sterner tone. Ell was on his feet and
at the door.
This here interview is private and
confidential" said Bill to his partner.
"Exactly," said Hi, opening the door.
at this the young fellow, who was a
strapping six footer, but soft and
fabby, drew back and refused to go.
He was too late Bills grip was on his
collar and out they went into the snow
and behind them Hi closed the door
In vain the young fellow struggled to
wrench himself free from the hands
that had him by the shoulder and the
! back of the neck. took it all in from
the window. He might have been
boy for all the effect his plungings had
CT al
gripped him SO fercely. After min
ute's furious struggle the young fel
low stood quiet, when Bill suddenly
shifted his grip from the shoulder t.
the seat Of his buckskin trousers. Then
began Il series of evolutions before the
house, up and down, forward and
back, which the unfortunate victim
with hands wildly clutching at empty
air. was quite powerless to resist till
he was brought up, painting and gasp
ing. subdued, to standstill.
.I'll larn you agnostics and several
other kinds Of tricks" said Bill in
terrible voice, his drawl frightening
perceptibly. Come round here, will
you. and shove your blanked second
handed trash down our throats?" Bill
paused to get words; then, bursting out
in rising wrath:
There amt no sootable words FOL
SIGH conduct. BY the Twin JENNY
He suddenly swung his prisoner of his
feet. lifted him bodily and held him
over his head at arms length. i've
notion to-
Don't. Don't! For heavens sakev
cried the struggling wretch. "Pll stor
it. l will"
Bill at once lowered him and set hin
on his feet.
"All right! Shaker he said, holding
out his hand, which the other tool
with caution.
1t was remarkably sudden CONVEX
sion and lasting in its effects. There
was no more agnosticism in the little
group that gathered around the Pio
for the nightly reading.
The interest in the reading KEEP
growing night by night.
Seems as IL the Pilot was gittin' II
his work" said Bill to me- and looking
at the grave, eager faces agreed. HI
was getting in his work with BIZ, too
though perhaps Bill did not know 1t
remember one night, when the other.
had gone, the Pilot was reading to u.
the parable Of the talents and Bill wa!
particularly interested in the servan
who failed in his duty.
.sOrnery cuss, eh?" he remarked
"And gall. too, Ell? Served him blamed
we'll right, in my opinion!"
But when the practical bearing o
the parable became clear to him, afte
long silence, he said slowly:
well, that there seems to indicate
that it's about time for me to get
rustic on Then, after another silence
he said hesitatingly: This here churcl
buildin' business now, do you thinl
that III perhaps count, mebbe? ! CUES
not, Ell? faint much, of course, any
way" Poor Bill, he was like child
and the Pilot handled him with
mothers touch.
What are you best at, Bill?'
sBroncc Dustin and cattle" sale
Bill wondcringly. That's my line"
''Nall. I'LL my line is preaching jus
row and nilonng, you know Tn
Tilot's smile was like sunbeam on
rainy day. for there were tears In hi
eyes and voice. And we have just go
10 be faithful. You see what he says
We'll done, good and faithful servant