THE PARSON GOT MAD.

Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume VIII, Issue 2439, 30 October 1886, Page 2

THE PARSON GOT MAD.

'My relations with" the" clergy have been courteous, but- cold, ever"stneo 72,' remarked Alf. Doton in theolhoe -of. tho palace, addressin? somo.brothers Cometock'ors. Dr Doton was formerly the publisher of tlib Gold Hill NeALlong loiiff since dead.- •' Tho Baptist paohor, in the gulch was Mr McJawkius, a able man of great piety, but. hollow chested physically and. intellectually,' s&'id'Mf Drtton, ■"'. Ho had' mi business snap about him, and the congregation took advantage of liim. Thoy paid him only §SO a month, and let him collect it if he could. He rooStod in-.tho ve;»sjtf the saorod edifice, and did his own' cooiiy ing. One day in '72 it was snowing pretty hard in tho sjulcli, ivndT met Parson Mcfawkins plowing along. Tho old man looked bluo and frozeu,,and I took him into the News, offibo to* warm him-

.'Parson,'says I. speaking low so tho printer's couldn't hear, 'do you think' a thimblo of whisky would doyou'good '{ 'Mr Doton,' says,.he, ''l'm not a drinking man; but I think it would.' 'Mr McJawkins,' .says I, .'m a loud voice,' Come down to tbo cellar and sco our new power press," The cellar was where 1 kept the editorial jug.'■ ' Wbon I had thrown a cdu\ik of bolts into thoparson ho warmed up and.'iiei' it was remarkable good liquor. Ho repHtcd this several times aud took no interest iu. theprcse;■ .. •' ■ -.-.--

• ? Yes.' eays I,' ita good- liquor. Won't you tab a littlo of it home .with you, parson V . , 'l'm not a drinking man, Brothsv .■ Doten, 1 says hu, 'but ainco you'ro no kind . I will thank God and take courage, The might object, but-' 'Ho necessity of -their knowing- nti'Wjy 'Correct,' says I, and I reached for'V bottlo on tho shelf. 1 held it under the faucet and gave it a rinse, and filled her up for the parson, who went off happy. But ho -nover spoko to me again, aiid stopped his.paper, though ho was a deadhead.'

' Why f asked the surprised .-group of Comstockers. .

•Well,' said Mr Doton,' it.seemsit waa an ink bottlo Igave the parson, with a lot of dried ink in it, and the rinse didn't move it, but tho whiskev did. Tho parson wm nearly killed with the gripes. I suppose ho mentioned tho busino6B to tho rostoftho preachers on tho'quiet, for over Binco tho ministers have gibys ■.veered off when I hove in sight. ] 'phot exaggerate, therefore, when I say' that my relations with the clergy are courteous' but cold. Is thore a bar-room within pistol-shot of this tavern the San Francisco Post. ■ '■' :