The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1913-03-14

the prodigal son ben long way on,
his father come a-runnin' to him. Now,
bark to me: / went this evening to
the cunnel. He explained to me about
the Baptis' discipline" CA ripple Of
excitement in the audience) 'In con-
sequence, this chu'ch will hereayfter
be the Methods Zion chu'ch. That
Is why am speaking TO- the las time
to Zion Baptis' chu'ch. Ayfter tonight
there won't be no Zion Baptis' chu'ch.
There amt no great difference in doc
trine, an the discipline is more con-
venient. Any brother or sister desir-
ing it, an not in danger of catching
col, can be Immersed The cunnel an
| done talked this over; an he done
rented this chu' house to me. If the
congregation amt satisfied, they got
to take to the woods. l also got one
word mo- to say; it is that the work
of grace in this community is light
smart hampered by the evil doirgs of
Sister Susannah Coffin"
Susannah and her husband were
both on their feet, both ready to
speak; but something in the attitude
of the figure on the platform to which
the long lines of the mourning-veil gave
strange suggestion of sibylline dig
nifty, held speech away from them. Sol
EMMY and not with any anger. Sister
Humphreys eyes searched the eyes of
the man and woman before her, while
the spectators heid their breath.
Whereof it is bettah ever way" she
said slowly, that both her an her
husband go out from us fo'evermo'
Bruddah Coffin, the cunnel has got an
other blacksmith, an you amt got no
mo- reason TO- stayin' no longer. And
as TO- you, Sister"
Il won't go!" shrilled Susannah,
Historically weeping; it was with no
pretense now. you cayn't fo'ce mel"
You will go, Sister, TO- you don
wanter lose the young man you got
now. You will go; an you will take
rim along Of you; an you will go SO
far he cayn't heah no word of my ser.
mons. Go in peace"
Susannah faced about, writing
between fear and rage. you
towards! You ornery. pusillani.
nous cowards!" she flung back
at the gaping black faces. you
putt on dog when she amt heah, but
minute she lifts her han, you cayn't
make a rifle! Ba-h-h! SSH" she
Kissed at them like a cat or a snake.
Come on, you fool nigger!" she
jeered, pulling at her bewildered hus.
bands collar; and in this sorry fash.
ion, but still with her head high, she
left Zion for ever.
AN now," concluded Sister Els
meralda Humphreys sedately, 'let US
all try TO- to lead a bettah life.
shall preach mex Sunday on the Sew
enth Commandment, an all them that
feels they have broke that command
ment is at free liberty to stay away.
l shall expec' to see all the res of you,
even if tbs fallin' weader. Let us all
sing befo' we go:
"Blest be the tie that binds
Our hearts in Christian love;
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above"
Brother Moore arose "Sist' Hum
phreys," he announced, you got de
right kin O. gospil light in you.
cayn't jine in the singin' cause since
got my store teef 1 amt ben able to
cyar' chune; but want to do sumfln
de wuk er grace; an got up to say
dat de mex socherble gatherin' I'll
donate de lemons"
dis meetin' accepts with tanks"
shouted Brother Morrow. Now, les
show our beloved pastor the clouds is
sweep away! All sing!"
And never had SO noble burst of
melody wakened the echoes along the
moonlit road as that which made the
colonel outside turn, smiling, In his
saddle.
She didn't need me-" he unused.
We'll, so much the better. l reckon
they need good despot, and they've
got one, all right"