The Montgomery advertiser., 1908-11-15

"The time has came when the mem bers of this church has either got to pay me enough of my back salery to enable me to buy food and raiment sufhshent to keep me from starving and freezing to death, or else I'll stop preachin here and bring suit against the church through Amos Hillyer, our tall ented loryer and legal light, to recover what you owe me, with interest. Sal yashion is free, and l am willing to help them as want salvashion to get it, but when you say that salvashion IS free, you don't need to think that l, who am a agent for salvashion, can live on wind and thanks--you don't need to think that because salvashion is free that I don't suffer from the cold when I airl't got enough clothes to keep me warml What does the Scripchure tell you 9-that you shall give as tithes to the church one-tenth of your posses sions. How many members of this church gives one-tenth of their pos sessions? I answer not one, and most of 'em don't give nothin'. You don't need to think that you can set here Sunday after Sunday and arouse of to sleep while am up here in the pulpit all swet up and hollerin' until I am hoarse, trying to wake you up, that you can re- fuse to pay me anything for my labor and expeckt to ever enter into the Gold en Gates. There is day of reckoning coming, brethren, for all that has dropped collar buttons and suspender buckles into the contribution box in- stead of coin of the realm"
 When the Rev. Moore finished, there was silence like a graveyard lowering over the vast audience Hank Dew berry, who ain't been to church for goodness knows when, and was stand ing near the door, started to go out, but the Rev. Moore says, Don't leave this sacred edifce, Hank Dewberry, un- til I give you permishion, nor nobody else!" The Rev. Moore then ordered Deacon Snodgrass and Deacon Butter worth to take lip a collecshion, which they done, and the result amazed even the Rev. Moore hisself After the col lecshion had been took and the audience had been dismissed by the bendickshion, the Rev. Moore counted what was in the two plates, and it totaled up to S57.14 in cash Gall good money with no holes in it), to say nothing of notes wrote in pencil by 30 or 40 folks who didn't have their pocketbooks with them, saying that they would hand the Rev. Moore their contribushions the foller- ing day. which they all done, SO that the whole amount raised by last Sundays sermon now foots up $83.1o
 It wasn't only the members of the Bingville Church which helped to raise this money for the Rev Moore, but also well-knowed citizens of Bingville who ain't members of the church and don't claim to have any religion. Bill Hepburn, our artistic blacksmith, give s. and said he was sorry he couldn't afford to give no more. Hank Dew berry, the laziest loafer in town, give 45 cents, which was every cent Hank had in the world. Monday morning Hank said he wished he had held back 10 cts. to buy package of smoking to- packer, but he calkilated that 10 cts would do the Rev. Moore more good than it did him, so let it go. Them as wasn't members of the Bingville Church said it was sin and a shame that them as was members wouldn't support their pastor.
 The first thing the Rev Moore done Monday morning was to visit Hen Weathersby's store. where he bought him a new store suit and new pair of boots, new hat new shirt, new necktie and a new oveT-oat. Mrs. Rev. Moore also accompar$bl bl hif and purchased for herself new clothes, which she bad ly needed When the Rev. Moore got on his new clothes he went up and down Main street, his face beaming with joy and shaking hands with everybody he met. Folks remarked that he didn't seem like the same man as he was be- fore, and nobody planes him for the way he larruped the church members last Sunday. The Rev. Moore says he now knows what kind of medicine his flock needs, and hereafter when they need it, he won't hesitate to give it to 'em.