Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1905-01-27

STATE Lu did a nf..,v deed; has iaiy ."
one OF Gods iu.'st utIoItuuats-s.oi- ~hu
had hardly heard her Irrst"r's naiu'
except it, pruiaue speech. onr Who
without .. single moral influence, sunk
to the ,nw,st ia sin aud immortality 10y
sheer force Of gravIraiion she could
not ..,,m .reh-nd. Yes, for this poor.
dep. ,y-i offspring of crime this man,
wh".e entrance with us We celebrate So
gloriously in Heaven today, did his duty
with an un~ayeriug fidelity To the die
tates OF his great, big, conscientious
hear. when all Vermont, aud it is no
bright spot upon tue earth Us you eau
see, cried for the weakliug's blood. lie
is the IA al who saved Mary Rogers from
the galloas. All! the ear has whiStled
in already, and let us go aud see the
ceremony of arrival
We went. Such happiness and pleas
come to add their cheer to his entry
among them.
"And where is the depot r | asked, as
We came to stop before large open
space, beyond which, upon high throne
sat the God of all the universe, my
Fear, her Hope, our King. God. the
Creator.
"There is no depot" replied my
escort. "rhe car comes into this space
front of u.s." And with sudden "iiere
it comesl" saw a great egg-shaped
vessel sweep once wildly around high in
the air, then slowly, gracefully descend
and settle into the center of the open
space in front of us. As the car touched
the green, well kept square, the door
opened wide, aud out stepped the man
whose face wore the happy conscious
ness of having done great act right.
As if moved 10y one impulse, every hat
was raised III respectful recognition,
and with simultaneous reclamation
rose the loud cry, "Governor Bell y
"Governor Bell" And from the car
up to His throne as if by magic, opeaed
vide lane, hedged on either side with
wild, joyous multitude, vieing each
with the other to pay the greater tribute
of respect to the honored guest.
"Welcomer' "Welcomev' "Wel-
come |" rose, echoed, and re echoed in
one loud shout of joy, while to the
music of the Royal March the escorts,
in their brilliant uniforms, carried the
new arrival through to the throne of
Him who rules all things, and seated
him at His right.
Then rose the Almighty God, while
every head bent forward in reverence,
and turning to the hero of the hour,
addressed him:
"Thine was brave deed. Thy duty
done as BELTS king. bid you vel.
come here. Thine act gracious one, a
humane deed. Let feast and JOY pre-.
vail YOU have the freedom OF this city
And rising from His throne, He declared,
"This man saved Mary Rogers from the
gallows. Let festivity go on"
While interested deeply in the cere'
monies front of me, had not failed to
note a poor, worn. human creature in
chains, some guards were prodding and
driving, much against his will, in a
direction opposite and away from the
throne. The victims struggle to remain
among the happy crowd awaked my
sympathy, and now for the first time
away down the valley, saw peculiarly
hdeous, uncouth creature | instantly
recognized as "Old Nick" himself The
same horns, the same cloven feet, the
same devilish expression of face that
had been pictured me in the world
below. There was no installing posi-
BILE. With his scrawny hand poisiug a
red hot spear, he was uneasily shifting
back and forth before his immense
furnaces of burning birthstone, in the
flames of which could be seen the
writhing forms of earth's most depraved
human souls, forever and forever
always, eterually incinerating, doubly
tortured with the beauties of Heaven
always before them.
The prayers of the poor unfortunate
victim to remain with the happy crowd
aroused my sympathy, and asked
"Whom could he be ?"
"That savage?" replied my escort
"That is that narrow minister of the
Gospel of Jesus Christ on earth, whose
vengeful lust for Mary Rogers blood SC
overwhelmed his profession of Christian
love, that from his pulpit he proclaimed
Hang her Hang her If she were my
sister, would vote to hang her ="
Sand will they mercy grant, and
allow him to remain here in Heaven ??
asked.
"IIis case is very doubtful" my guide
replied and then the farmers barking
dog awaked me. A. +. WILLARD.