The Mt. Sterling advocate. (Mt. Sterling, Ky.) 1890-current, 1920-03-04

(Pub'i=hed by request in the hope
That II might encourages some poor
hen-pecked mani.

That II might encourage some poor
hen-pecked mani
st. Peter stood guard st the Colder
Gate with a solemn rnien and arr Sc
date. when up 10 fhe top Of the
Golden Stair. a man and = womsn
ascending there. applied for adnis-
-ion- They came and stoed before
St Peter 50 great and good. IN hope
that the city Of peace to vin--an'
asked St Peter TO let them IN
The woman vas tan and Lark, and
Thin, With a scraggy bear1let upon
her chin The man was short and
thick and stout, his stomach was
built so II rounded out, BIS face was
pleasant and all the while he wore a
kindly and genial smile Ths -hoirs IN
he distance the echoes woke, and the
man kept stIll while the woman spoke.
20. thou who guardest lie gate"
said she, eve two come hisher, he
seeching thee to let rs en.e- the
heavenly land, and play orr barps
with the angel band OF Ne, St Peter,
there is no doubt, there's nothing
from Heaven to bar me out. I've
been to meeting three times a week,
and almost always I'd rise and speak
'1've told the sinners about the
day, when they'd repent Of their evil
way. I've told my neighbors-Pve told
'em all bout Adam and Eve and the
primal fail; I've shown them what
they'd have to do if they'd pass in
with the chosen few; I've marked
their paths of duty clear. lad out the
plan for their whole career.
Give talked and talked TO EN- loud
and long, for my lungs are good and
nv voice Is strong; so, good St Peter,
You'll clearly see. the gate of Heaven
is open for me- But my old man,
regret 20 say, hasn't walked in ex-
sctly the narrow way. He smokes and
he swears, and grave faults he's got,
and / don't know whether he'll pass
or not.
"He never would pray with an
earnest vim, or go to revival or join
in hymn; so / had TO leave him in
sorrow there, while !. with the chosen
united in prayer. He ate what the
pantry CHANGED TO afford, while /, in
my purity, sang to the Lord; and if
cucumbers were all he got it's a
chance if he merited them or not.
'But oh, st. Peter, / love him SOL
to the pleasures of Heaven please let
him go; I've done enough saint
I've been-won't that atone? Can't
On let him in7 BY my grim gospel l
know tits so, that the unrepentant
must fry below; but isn't there some
way you can see that he may enter,
whose dear to me?
"1ts narrow gospel by which ]
pray, but the chosen expect to find
way of coaxing, or fooling or brib-
ing you, so their relations can amble
through. And say, st. Peter, it seems
to me this gate isn't kept as it ought
to be; you ought to stand right by
the opening there, and never sit down
in that easy chair.
"And say, st. Peter, Ny sight is
dimmed, but l don't like the yay your
whiskers are trimmed; they're cut too
wide and outward toss-they'd look
better narrow, cut straight across.
Well, we must be going our crowns to
win, so open, st. Peter and well
pass in" a
st. Peter sat quiet and stroked
his staff, but spite of his office he
had to laugh; then he said, with a
fiery CLEAN in his eye, 'Who'se tend
ing this gateway, you or II" And then
he rose in his stature tall, and press
ed button upon the wall, and said
to the imp who answered the bell.
Escort this lady aroun dto -"
The man stood still as a piece of
stone-stood sadly; gloomily, there
alone. A lifelong settled idea he had,
fhaf he, MIC x.o.