Sam Lawson's Oldtown Fireside Stories: With IllustrationsStowe, Harriet Beecher
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Sam Lawson's Oldtown Fireside Stories: With Illustrations
Stowe, Harriet Beecher
New England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Short stories, American; Storytelling -- Fiction
“That 'ere Ike Sanders was the impudentest feller that ever you see, and
he roared and rawhawed at the doctor. 'Good for you, parson!' says he.
'You beat us all holler,' says he. 'Takes a parson for that, don't it,
boys?' he said. And then he and Ike and Ton; and the two Hokum boys,
they jest roared, and danced round like wild critturs. Wal, now, only
think on't, boys, what a situation that 'are was for a minister,--a
man that had come out with the best of motives to put a stop to
sabbath-breakin' I There he was all rumpled up and dusty, and his wig
hangin' in the bushes, and these 'ere ungodly fellers gettin' the laugh
on him, and all acause o' that 'are hoss. There's times, boys, when
ministers must be tempted to swear if there ain't preventin' grace, and
this was one o' them times to Parson Williams. They say he got red in
the face, and looked as if he should bust, but he didn't say nothin': he
scorned to answer. The sons o' Zeruiah was too hard for him, and he let
'em hev their say. But when they'd got through, and Ben had brought him
his hat and wig, and brushed and settled him ag'in, the parson, he says,
'Well, boys, ye've had your say and your laugh; but I warn you now
I won't have this thing going on here any more,' says he: 'so mind
yourselves.'
“Wal, the boys see that the doctor's blood was up, and they rode off
pretty quiet; and I believe they never raced no more in that spot.
“But there ain't no tellin' the talk this 'ere thing made. Folks will
talk, you know; and there warn't a house in all Billriky, nor in the
south parish nor centre, where it warn't had over and discussed. There
was the deacon, and Ben Bradley was there, to witness and show jest how
the thing was, and that the doctor was jest in the way of his duty; but
folks said it made a great scandal; that a minister hadn't no business
to hev that kind o' hoss, and that he'd give the enemy occasion to speak
reproachfully. It reely did seem as if Tam's sins was imputed to the
doctor; and folks said he ought to sell Tam right away, and get a sober
minister's hoss.
“But others said it was Cuff that had got Tam into bad ways, and they
do say that Cuff had to catch it pretty lively when the doctor come to
settle with him. Cuff thought his time had come, sure enough, and was
so scairt that he turned blacker'n ever: he got enough to cure him o'
hoss-racin' for one while. But Cuff got over it arter a while, and so
did the doctor. Lordy massy! there ain't nothin' lasts forever! Wait
long enough, and 'most every thing blows over. So it turned out about the
doctor. There was a rumpus and a fuss, and folks talked and talked, and
advised; everybody had their say: but the doctor kep' right straight on,
and kep' his hoss all the same.
“The ministers, they took it up in the association; but, come to tell
the story, it sot 'em all a-laughin', so they couldn't be very hard on
the doctor.
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