AN APPEAL FOR AIR TO A SEXTON.

Hawke's Bay Times, Volume I, Issue 25, 19 December 1861, Page 6 (Supplement)

AN APPEAL FOR AIR TO A SEXTON.

Our readers will excuse the absence of correct orthography and the imperfect poetic measure in the following lines, on account of the earnestness of the writer in a worthy cause. All connected with the erection and management of churches may read the effusion with profit. A appeex, rou. Are to the Sextant of the Chcech. 0 sextant of our anchent church, which sweeps And dusts or is supposed too! and makes tiers. And lites the gass and sumtimes leoves a skrew loose in wich case it smcls orful—worse than lam-pile; And wrings the Bel & tolcs it wen men dyes to the greef of survivin pardners and sweeps pathes; and for the sarvascs gits 100 dollars per annum ’Wich them that thinks deer, let cm try it; getin up befoar starlite in all wethers, & kindlin tiers wen the wether is as Cold As Zearo, and like as not groan wood for kindlers; 1 wood’nt be hired to do it for no some—but o sextant there are 1 Kermoddity wich’s more than Gold, wdeb doant cost nothin worth more than anything excep the Seal of Mann! i mean Fewer Are! sextant i mean Fewer Are! 0 it is plenty out dores, so plenty it doant no Wat on airtli to dew with itself, but flys about Scatorin leevs & hloin off mens llatts; in short its jist “ free as Are” out dores hut o sextant in our church its scarce as piety scarce as bank bills wen agints beg for mischuns, Wich sum sayMa purty offen (taint nothin to me Wat i give aitft nothin to nobody) but o sextant u shot 500 men wimmen & children, speshally the latter up in a tight place, sum has bad breths; non aint 2 swete sum is fovery, sum is sorofilus, sum has had teath & sum haint none, & sum aint ower cleen, hut every lon em hroethes in & out & out &in [our. say fifty times a rainit, orono million anda half breths an Now how long wil a church fui of are last at that rate? 1 ask you, say 15 rainits and then wats to be did? why then they must breethe it ail over agin, * then agin, and so on, til each has took it down at leest 10 times, and let it up agin, and wats more The same individible doant have the Frivelidge Of breethen his one are and no 1 else j each 1 mus take whatever comes next to him, o sextant doant you no our lungs is bellusses to hlo the tier of life and keep it from goin out, and how can bellusses hlo without wind ? and aint wind are 1 i put it to your couschens. Are is the same to us as milk to babies or Water is to fish, or pendlums to clox—or roots and airbs unto an in j on Doctor—or little Fils unto an omepatb, or boys to gurls. arc is for us to breethe wat signifies who preeches if i cant breethe ? WatsFol? watsl’ollus? to sinners who are ded ? ded for want of breth ? why sextant wen wo dye its only coz we cant breethe no more —thats all. And now o sextant let me Beg of you 2 let a little arc into our church (Fewer Are is sertin proper for the Pews) it aint much truhbel, only make a hole and the are wil cum in of itself; (it lavs to cum in where it can git warm;) and o how it wil rouzo the people up and sperrit up the. preacher and Stop garps, and yawns and figgits as effectooal as winds on the dry Boons the Pro flit tolls of. —Pretfon Chronicle.