The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1911-03-23
THE DAY OF
THE TRUMP
BY M. QUAD
Copyright. 1910. by Associated Lit
erary Press.

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picked up his hat Off the floor and
walked out of the house without a
word. Mrs. wigs did not ask where
lie was going. She knew. Every week
day night for years and years silas
had gone down to the village to loaf
and CAB for two or three hours. Ev-
cry night he inquired for mail at the
postofice, and every night he received
a shake of the head.
On this evening, however, Silas did
something he had never done before.
He stopped for a moment to look at
his wife and children. as II bidding
| them farewell.
Mr. Wigs had come to be forty eight
years old He had worked all his life.
He hadn't broken his back at It, but he
had done fairly well for a man who
hated work. There were days when
| nc was hoeing corn for some one for
81 n day that he got so mad he jumped
up and down and whooped. He want
| ed to take life easy, but lie couldn't
He wanted to have a whole sack Of
-four and three pounds of butter ahead
of the appetite OF the family and then
go fishing but the day had never
come
Neither the village postofiice nor the
grocery nor the drug store saw Silas
that evening nor for many long even
lngs to come. 1t was remarked that
something must have happened to
him. Something had. On leaving the
house he had walked in the opposite
direction from the village. He had
walked all night and all the next day.
In fact, he kept on walking until he
was 100 miles away. Then he stopped
and got work in hotel barn for a few
weeks. He finally found the man he
was looking for. and after several in
terviews with him Silas put fifty more
miles between him and home. Then
he sat down in hamlet in the midst
of n rich farming community and got
his breath. AS soon as rested he an
nounced himself as Ablijah, the proph-
ct. He had come there to warn sin
ners and all others that the last trump
was about TO sound. He set the day
for 1t to sound. The date had been
given him In dream.
Silas' hair hung down to his shout
ders, and he had venerable appear
| ance and a deep voice. No one around
there had ever seen prophet, but 1t
wasn't long before everybody was
agreed that Sias Mt least looked like
| one. At first he was laughed Mt and
ridiculed, but that only made him the
more earnest He spoke from the
steps of the tavern, and he went from
house TO house and from farm to farm.
! He spoke TO the women more than to
the men. In two weeks he had half a
dozen of them with him. Then he
found male converts. This was In
May. The last trump was to sound on
the 4th of August.
In four weeks two-thirds of the pop
ulation of a county were converts. In
six weeks there were only few out
siders. The weekly papers scoffed at
Silas and his dreams and predictions,
but he sllenced them by asking, How
do you know that this thing won't
come to passT' They didn't know It.
They couldn't declare II impossible
They couldn't sneer at the last trump
business without offending their Chris
tian subscribers. 1t was the same
with lawyers and doctors. They jump
ID on Silas to jump off again.
You believe there is heaven, don't
your he would ask
ooh, yes"
, Ever been thereT"
: "Of course not"
, Ever see any one who hadY"
NO"
Then why do you believer
Because the Bible says So"
But II also says there shall be a
Judgment day"
Eyes, hut why on the 4th OF Au
gustT
why on any day? Why not on tnat
day as well as anotherT'
IF the last trump IS to sound what
/ Of our property?"
at will be destroyed with the earth
Of course" was the reply.
That suited some. but not the major
ity
All day on the Sd OF August the coun
~ held Its breath. Farmer and vii
lager put on clean shirts and did ne
work. II was said that children forgot
TO cry and that never rooster crowed
Hundreds Of people sat up all that
1 night, going TO their doors now and
/. then TO consult the heavens.
On the morning Of the 4th there wa.