The news & observer. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1894-current, 1904-11-27

glad when they hear a church member
speaking out against giving for any
cause. That fellow thinks he's a
Christian and / dare not say he is not;
but if Paul spoke the truth when he
said: IF any man have not the spirit
of Christ, he is none of his" there Is
room for doubt in the matter. The
spirit which was in Christ prompted
! him TO giVe-giYe all-giVe to Strang
erS-giVe to those who brought theii
troubles upon themselves. Yes he
thinks he's got religion because, as ne
says: Charity begins at home"
That's one scripture ne knows, but he
/ don't know; though he repeats it. on
all occasions. and thinks it iustifies
and endorses his stinginess. Another
scripture he uses very often is: EVERY
tub must stand on it's own bottom
while another is: Every man must
| look out for number one"
! They are about all the texts he is the
| least familiar with; and, none of them
are i'm the Bible, his religion has Il
very rotten foundation. Yes, / know
| two or three of that sort: and, al
/ though, in some respects, they are
right clever; as church members they
are as worthless as rotten shucks.
/
lily and came honestly by their greed
and stinginess. The, Lord knows how
! to deal with and dispose of all such;
so / shall not waste any more time
on them.
l have written a rambling sort of
article, but the reader must pardon
me, as l started out on that crooked
railroad which rambleS all over the
country, to accommodate all the peo-
pie between Raleigh and Wilson. l
wish that road was completed. as IL
will run close to one or more of my
appointments. I'd like to go down on
it the Saturdays before the first and
second Sundays in each month. Yes,
I've got one dollar invested in it, and
am anxious to see the road COM
pleted.
When 1 was a boy 1 read a novel
written by Calvin H. Wiley, the title
of which was Roanoke, or where is
Utopia?' That's an impression on
my mind though. I have no recollec-
ton as TO the characters in the story.
Am | mistaken about it? 1 do not
remember distinctly, but my impress
| sion is that the little book treated
| of the early settlements in our State
and perhaps of the lost colonists. IL
| the book is in existence | would like
to see it as | am sure, If / ever saw it
at all, it must have been sixty years
ago. Was there such a book? Who
will tell me; and who will aid me
in getting a copy of it just for little
while?
Another book I used to see when a
! boy-I do not remember who was the
| author of twas Jonathan Sticks
! High Life in New York 1t purported
| to give the experience of a Connect-
| cut farmer boy, who came down to New
York with a load of onions and who.
while there CATER selling his onions)
hob-nobbed with President Tyler then
widower and a counting character.
Jonathan claimed to be on easy terms
with the President as we'll as with the
bellies of Gotham. / remember that ne
! had quite an experience on one occa-
sion, at a reception where, as the
friend of the President he was intro
duced to some ladies. The President
chewed tobacco and Jonathan always
carried an onion or two in his pocket
! (being an onion raiser) and OCCASION
ally he'd nibble it. The ladies, so
Jonathan said, much preferred the
smell of onions to the smell of tobacco,
and although Tyler was President, he
Jonathan Slick, became the hero of the
| occasion. He said the ladies couldn't
stand tobacco, so they kept at a safe
distance from the President, but his
onion flavor gathered them about him
like flies around a molasses hogshead.
Jonathan also told about his OLD
mare, that he drove down there trying
to get into box car. thinking it was
a stall; and when it started off the
| "darned critter,' he said, he said ran
after it thinking the stables, feed and
all were running away from her Ty-
Ter was President from 1S41 to As, SO
that book must have been read sixty
odd years ago.
! Another book, of the humorous style
. | Toi
gia production, but / do not remember
its author, read it when a boy. The
Major and Miss Mary Stallings had a
wonderful counting experience which
lasted a long time; but, although Miss,
Mary gave him plenty of opportunities
to pop the question he never could
muster up courage sufficient to do it.
One Christmas Eve the matter OF
hanging up stockings being talked
iover, the Major intimated to Miss Mary
that the present he was going to give
her couldn't be put into a stocking.
and suggested that it would be better
for her to have bag hung IN on
the back porch. This she consented TO
Il and also promised the Major that
she would accept the gift whatever
it might be, that he put into the bag.
The Major went home, and a bag, one
! big enough to hold a yearling. was
soon suspended on the back porch, and
Miss Mary retired.
Along in the night the Major came
| over, crept softly on the back porch;
/, found the bag. examined it's hangings,
and being satisfied that all was right,
he got up on a chair and rolled over
into the bag. AS he did so. the bag
swung to and fro and knocked over the
chair. That walked up the dog, and
here came and commenced baying
at the bag so fiercely that the Major
| felt SIRE he WOuld bp form i'm niapac
and that quick; and what made it
more horrible he didn't know where
the dog would bite him first. While
the dog was barking the weather was
! turning colder. and the wind came
whistling as if a snow was just at
/ hand. There he was, and there he
| had to stay until somebody came and
| took the bag down. The dog barked,
the wind howled and it got colder and
&c lder. But there he was; his teeth
chattering with a double rectified