Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1910-02-23

bers dat ! was a monst'us wicked
man; also yo' kin call to min dat
had d. beStes' Ole 'Onun in de WORT.
Dat Whut aSgervute the 80. She Spen'
SO much time on 'er knees. an she Kit
down an pray out loud when ! come
home t. dinuah. an she done de- same
thing cherry night.
$50 one day she done ben dom dat.
an | knowed DIR WAS err 'vivaI goin'
on up ut DE- n,eetin' house. an. chillun.
! mex up my min to brek hit up. an
jes' walk up to de chu'ch. an | LUX
in at de winder. an see Judy up ut
de mo'ners' bench Zortin' SinnehS to
repent. An Brudder Jones he war
dere, too, so den an deere | 'cluded Id
git or shotgun an kill one OBJ um
sure"
BY this time "Unc' Nahum had got
thoroughly warmed up to his subject.
He leaned forward. resting hand
| upon each knee. ami his now keen
| black eyes seemed to pierce each soul
! as he proceeded:
"Bred'ren. start back to borrer
| de shotgun to shoot VIII FIN ole Sam
Thomas. an comm long thoo' de
| woods | feel feel er ham jes' as
plain If me up often de groun'. o
Lawd. l was Skeered: An den-an'
den | see de- lake ob fire dat nebba
was squenched. an was let down. an
| dat same han hel' ME ober er deep
hole. an LUX down into dat hole tell
| l could see de debbeS all aroun' dat
fire. wifi pitchfo'ks in dere hans. an
dey was red hot. an dey was jeS'
a-hingin' white folks an niggerS into
dem flames. An. chillun. dey nebba
burnt up. Dey jess nachully lay dere
an friZzle on dem GOALS.
| Hit was de awfules' sight l ebba
seen. de ole debble hisself dere d.
rectin' de wuk. bu, he want dom no
wuk hiSSelf tell he see me.
| "TO' know. bred'ren. | allus had said
| dat l was gwine to serve de debble
all DE- days Oh my life. den when
come to die Id trus' in i'm; but. LaWd.
| yo' Oughter seen i'm grin Wen he LUX
up an see ole Nahum.
| File jerk one Oh dem redhot pitch
folks outen de han ob a young debble,
an be say: LUX at dat ole fool bigger
Nahum. gwine to hab de pleasure
| OBJ fiingin' i'm into dis fire myself.
! got er hot place spechuIly prepar' fur
! him VIII dat he start up arter me;
but, glory hallelujah. de ham dat hol
| me dar lif' me up outen his way an
sot my feet on de groun' ag'in.
"Den, bred'ren an sistren. hearn q
voice say. Nahum, Nahum, is yo
ready now to tu'n f'om yo' sins an
serve de Lawd Jesus?'
Den l cry out an say. o Lawd.
Mars Jesus. gwine do jess as 20
say Den 1 was tot to 20 up to de
! cbu'ch an TESS my sins. An say,
'Sho'. Mars Jesus. is gwine.' An
tu'n roun' an walk back thoo' de woods
to de- chu'ch do. an walk straight
up to de front to de mo'ners' bench.
An. bret'reu. 20 oughter seed
| Brudder Jones. He was shO' | done
come up dar to kill i'm. An dey was
all gittin' ready to climb outen dat
| meetin' house by de- winders. But
step up to de platform an say: Men
| an bred'ren. feah not. De l.awd he2
spoken to me an showed me er vishun
by de way. An done promise i'm to
come up heah an 'fess my sins befo'
yo' ALL
$50 dat seem to pacify um some. an
Judy she jump right up an gin tc
shout an hOller.
"Den / say. 'Fus let me tell >yo' all.
an tole UNI jess whit done tole yo
now.
AN. tells yo', yo' amt nebba seed
SIGH er uproar in or chu'ch in all 70