Scarcely had Mr. Ham fallen at his post, when a venerable old warrior, with matchless intrepidity, stepped into the vacated spot; and without a sign of fear carried on the contest against the Arch Fiend, whose great ally had been so recently overthrown--i.e., Goliath, (not Mr. Ham). Yet excited, as evidently was this veteran, he still could not forego his usual introduction, stating how old he was; where he was born; where he obtained religion; how long he had been a preacher; how many miles he had traveled in a year; and when he buried his wife--all of which edifying truths were received with the usual applauses of a devout and enlightened assembly. But this introduction over--which did not occupy more than fifteen or twenty minutes--he began his attack in fine style, waxing louder and louder as he proceeded, till he exceeded all the old gentlemen to "holler" I ever heard, and indeed old ladies either. EXTRACT FROM HIS DISCOURSE "... Yes, sinners! you'll all have to fall and be knock'd down some time or nuther, like the great giant we've heern tell on, when the Lord's sarvints come and fight agin you! Oho! sinner! sinner!--oh!--I hope you may be knock'd down to-night--now!--this moment--and afore you die and go to judgment! Yes! oho! yes! oh!--I say judgment--for it's appinted once to die and then the judgment--oho! oh! And what a time ther'll be then! You'll see all these here trees--and them 'are stars, and yonder silver moon afire!--and all the alliments a-meltin and runnin down with fervent heat-ah!"--(I have elsewhere stated that the _unlearned_ preachers out there (?) are by the vulgar--(not the _poor_)--but the _vulgar_, supposed to be more favored in preaching than man-made preachers; and that the sign of an unlearned preacher's inspiration being in full _blast_ is his inhalations, which puts an ah! to the end of sentences, members, words, and even exclamations, till his breath is all gone, and no more can be _sucked_ in)--"Oho! hoah! fervent heat-ah! and the trumpit a-soundin-ah!--and the dead arisin-ah!--and all on us a-flyin-ah!--to be judged-ah!--O-hoah! sinner--sinner--sinner--sinner-ah! And what do I see away thar'-ah!--down the Mississippi-ah!--thar's a man jist done a-killin-ah another-ah!--and up he goes with his bloody dagger-ah! And what's that I see to the East-ah! where proud folks live clothed in purple-ah! and fine linen-ah!--I see 'em round a table a drinkin a decoction of Indian herb-ah!--and up they go with cups in thar hands-ah! and see--ohoah!--see! in yonder doggery some a dancin-ah! and fiddlin-ah!--and up they go-ah! with cards-ah! and fiddle-ah!" etc., etc. Here the tempest around drowned the voice of the old hero; although, from the frantic violence of his gestures, the frightful distortion of his features, and the Pythonic foam of his mouth, he was plainly blazing away at the enemy. The uproar, however, so far subsided as to allow my hearing his closing exhortation, which was this: