Charlemont; Or, The Pride of the Village. a Tale of KentuckySimms, William Gilmore
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Charlemont; Or, The Pride of the Village. a Tale of Kentucky
Simms, William Gilmore
Kentucky -- Fiction
Now, a business that calls for so much secrecy, in a young student of
theology, was certainly one that could have very little relation to the
church. So far as Ned Hinkley knew anything of the Decalogue it could
not well relate to that. There was nothing in St. Paul that required
him to travel post to Ellisland; though a voyage to Tarsus might be
justified by the authority of that apostle; and the whole proceeding,
therefore, appeared to be a mystery in which gospelling had very little
to do. Very naturally, having arrived at this conclusion, Ned Hinkley
jumped to another. If the saints have nothing to do with this journey
of Alfred Stevens, the sinners must have. It meant mischief--it was a
device of Satan; and the matter seemed so clearly made out to his own
mind, that he returned home with the further conviction, which was
equally natural and far more easily arrived at, that he was now bound
by religion, as he had previously been impelled by instinct, to give
Stevens “a regular licking the very first chance that offered.” Still,
though determined on this measure, he was not unmindful of the necessity
of making other discoveries; and he returned to Charlemont with a
countenance big with importance and almost black with mystery.
But the events which had taken place in his absence, and which we have
already related, almost put his own peculiar purposes out of his mind.
That William Hinkley should have cowskinned Stevens would have been much
more gratifying to him could he have been present; and he was almost
disposed to join with the rest in their outcry against this sacrilegious
proceeding, for the simple reason, that it somewhat anticipated his own
rigorous intentions to the same effect. He was not less dissatisfied
with the next attempt for two reasons.
“You might have known, Bill, that a parson won't fight with pistols. You
might have persuaded him to fist or cudgel, to a fair up and down, hand
over, fight! That's not so criminal, they think. I heard once of Brother
John Cross, himself trying a cudgel bout with another parson down
in Mississippi, because he took the same text out of his mouth, and
preached it over the very same day, with contrary reason. Everybody said
that John Cross served him right, and nobody blamed either. But they
would have done so if pistols had been used. You can't expect parsons
or students of religion to fight with firearms. Swords, now, they think
justifiable, for St. Peter used them; but we read nowhere in Old or New
Testament of their using guns, pistols, or rifles.”
“But he consented to fight, and brought his own pistols, Ned?”
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