The Press., 1912-12-18
MT IN THE PULPIT
Preachers With a Sense of Hu- nor or the Gift of Repartee.
4 DUEL BETWEEN PUNSTERS.

When the march of pulpit oratory and humOr was less advanced than at present number of pious parish toners resolved to compliment their
 beloved pastor with horse. After a great deal of scraping together they l accumulated funds sufficient to pur- | chase a saddle, which was forthwith dislmtched to the minister, with an intf1nation that the horse would be | sent at more convenient season. | Week after week, however, passed | on, and no word of the ministers nag. 11his dilatoriness would never do, thought the reverend gentleman, and accordingly one Sunday afternoon he | took occasion to introduce the sub-
 Iect in winding up il discourse on the | ttifsTeukaDle lovefineSs of charity.
 NOW, my friends said the preach CT, 'if that said horse be na nipping grass yont by at the manse in day or twa, 1 ken what I'll dO'' ,. ..
 Here the minister smOte the pulpit l In manner that made the hearts of l tue congregation melt within them like
 wax, while he. stern man. continued
 his appeal to their pecuniary feelings
 50 long, aud repeated the fearful
 threat, Fl ken what I'll dO"' 50 often l that one frightened nearer said: ...
 And what wulI you do, siF?'
 'Why, man," said the minister coolly. I'll just sell the saddle"
 The Rev. Mir. Walker of Connecticut
 saw his friend, the Rev. MT. Read,
 sitting in one of the pews on Sun
 day morning and, leaving the pulpit, went to Read and urged him to preach | for hiu. Head begged off, as he was
 providentialIy detained in town over
 tue Sabbath and had no preparation
 with him. But Walker was pressing,
 and at length his friend yielded to his
 iln3ortunity and entered the pulpit.
 But he had no text, and after some re-
 hection pitched upon Job i, z, 'Then
 Satan answered the Lord and said, From going to and fro in the earth
 and from walking up and down in it." ] From this passage he drew the doc
 Urine and announced it boldly, that the devil was great Walker. He rung
 tIir changes on the name of his friend
 ill the people signified their notice by
 d general smile.
 Walker took the pulpit in the after
 neon and returned his friends compli-
 lne!tts by taking for his text Matthew xxi. :. "A reed shaken with the wind" i"Thr doctrine of the text" he said. Ifs 1 the. instability of Reads On this theme he discovered till Read wished th:lt he had never ventured his wit in I the pulpit at the expense of his friend I Walker. ....... a:>
 ; In tue south of New Jersey some wears ago there travelled over some of the hardest counties good, faithful. shard working brother named James
 Moore He was devoted to the itiner- s:;tncy and a true loyal Methodist, plain. I 5I3oiAt ed and sharp in all his preaching I t,tlnf sexhortations. He had been labor
 ing. n year on one of his circuits, and,
 before lea wing for his new field, he
 gave his people his farewell sermon. I At the close lie said
 1sss'sAIy dear brethren, this is my last I address to you. am going from you, land you may never hear the voice. of James Moore again."
 l v"Amenr' 9ame loudly from the seat
 before him.
 ls He looked at the man with little surprise; but, thinking it was mis- take, went on. My days on earth Twill soon be numbered. am an old II man and you may not only never hear The voice of James Moore, but never l see his face again."
 "Amen!" was shouted from the same seat. more vigorously than before.
 There was no mistaking the design now. The preacher looked at the man.
 He knew him to be hard, grinding
 man, stingy and merciless to the poor.
 He continued with his address: May l the Lord bless all those of you who have done your duty, who have hon. l.ored him with your substance, who
 have been kind to the poor, and" paus- Hing and looking the intruder straight
 in the eye and pointing to him with
 his dRger, ''may his curse rest on those who have cheated the Lord and
 ground the poor under their heels!
 Say amen to that. brotherw
 He was not interrupted again.
 It was the Rev. Rowland Hills habit l to ride to church in an old family
 carriage. practice too aristocratic. in l the judgment of one of his flock, who determined to rebuke it. It was GUS
 tOmary in his chapel for notes to be I sent to the pulpit. requesting prayers l for various objects. and one Sabbath Hill was proceeding with the reading tof these requests as usual when he
 found himself in the midst of one to
 the following purport: s-s''- l Prayers are requested for the Rev.
 MT. Hill. That he may be more humble
 and, like his divine Master, who in stead of riding in carriage, was con-. lent to be borne on an ass.'
 Having read the notice. he lifted
 tine spectacles to his forehead and. looking around the house, observed tthat 1t was quite, true he had been fguilty of the fault alleged, but if the
 writer would step around to the vestry I door after service. saddled and 1 brfdled, he would have no objection to Eride home. after his Masters example. 1 on the back of an ass.-George Ban- croft GfiffiSh in New York Tribune. | loggerheads. ! The giant turtles which are found fNlong the Atlantic coast and frequent l 1v ffs southern waters in great numbers
 are known as IOggerheadS. They I commonly attain a weight of 1000 1 pounds, are rapid swimmers and are often seen far from land. floating
 asleep upon she waves CarnvOrous
 by nature. these huge tortoises feed on crabs and fish. especially on large species of cOuch. which they break open with their massive jaws. The 1 Aesh of this terrapin is leathery and I oily, with . strong smell of musk. l Young specimens are more paiatable
 and are often on sale in the markets. l A sAnnnlz DC loruo q nlnr SrOnSo Hu uhiNh