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Chapter NumberXV
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Full Date1884-09-27
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Newspaper TitleClarence and Richmond Examiner and New England Advertiser (Grafton, NSW : 1859 - 1889)
Trove TitleJohn Brown and His Dog Faithful
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CHAPTER XV.

WORDS ON DUPLICITY - DE W'BBT'H ESCAPE -

REWARD - GUTTER SNIPE AND PARSONS - WONDERFUL SERMON-LYNDHURST AND OB WERT MEET-LVNIJIIUIiSr SHOWS HIS HAND DB WKBT GOES TO WOIIK-LYNDHURST QUAR- TERED AT TEMPE HOUSE-MRS. PSYCHE HAND SLIP THERE TOO, AM O NU THE SERVANTS-JOHN BROWN AND ACHATES QUARTER THERE TOO THEY MEET-RESULT.

III the previous chapter we see. reader, how truth ooraea to the fore. Duplicity, doubleness, deceit, go on their way for a time with head ereot-boldly, unshaken ; but tho day and hour comes when our fellowmen-the world ot largo-unmasks tho traitor. Duplicity may revel and carouse, cover the face of tho truth like a dramatic performance, or a mas- querader, but it is only for a time ; equivocation has its day, and no more.

Mrs Psyohe Handslip would run the gamut of deceit to out-manoeuvre Lyndhurst ; her tactics were unavailing.

Tho barrister entered the same arena of falsehood. The result in each case has been shown.

We want, my reader, that paramount sense of high rectitude that will make unmistakably to our minds the great wickedness of lying in any form ; that will banish under weight, and measure from tho sellers' counter; sand from sugar, chicory from coffee, fat from butter, alum from bread ; strychnine and fusel oil from spirits, salt and tobacco from beer, the cow with tho iron tail from milk. Emerson tnuy well say, " character teaches above our will ; men imagine that they communicate their virtue or vice only by overt actions, and donnât seo that virture or vioo writes a breath every moment." Lifo is a book, and what we write in it wo cannot un write. Our pen is time, our ink indelible; BO if wo think of writing a wrong, by word or deed, for for better us to leave it in the inkstand.

: "Think truly, Mit thy thoughts

Shall tho world's (amino (oed.

Spaak truly, and cacti word of thlno

Shall bo ii fruitful solid ;

Live truly, and thy Ufo ahnll be ? " ? A great and goble deed."

. . * » » * * » .».'»'..

"Two HUNDRED POUNDS REWARD.

" Escaped from tho Penal Works of Viotoria, last week:, a prisoner known by the name of Walker, alla« Iiightfingered Moses, Do Wort ; five feet nine in height ; dark hair, grey eyes ; a Jewish cast of countenance; supposed to have escaped from Port Arthur two years ago. Tho above reward will be paid to any person giving information that will lead to his apprehension.

"By order-. " God Save the Queen."

The above notiee was placarded on tho walls and hoardings of Ute city of Melbourne. It caught the ! eyes of the churoh-goers, as they went to their differ-

ent places of worship on the Sunday ; it oaught the parson's eye, as he came from the sanctuary. Red- headed boys, without hats, and gutter snipes, without shoes stood round the notion, and spelled it out. Some said, with finger in mouth, " Oh, oriokoy ! what a lark." A boy who was smoking a pelee of oane, said, "Bill, that Moses is the ohnp that stole the bull- rushes when he was a kid, and put his mother in aud sent her upside down up the river, I knows the I fellow ; ho stole his futhor's sheep for 40 years.

Thoy made a queen of his mother, until sha kilt a man ; but tho beaks never ootohod her. This ia the Moses, or why should they put him in quod, if it was not for his father's sheep ?" > . . .

Another boy, wiping his nose on tho sleove of his coat with a sharp sniff, replied, " You knows nothing about it, my pippin, That Moses died in tho 7<ark that were built by Joseph, that run away from his mother when she was going to whaok him ono day. So ho made a coat liko a rainbow and hooked it, and built a «ark, and put Moses' sheep he stole in j but Mases was drowned, and then all his brothers were sold by their mother to drivo camels. I knows all about it ; granny read it to mo in a book." ? ? ? '

! " Shut up," said a number of voices in ohorus, " go

and teach your mother to sit on her hind logs ; don't you try to teach us."

Up came a local preaohor, who had the Scotch Sabbath in his walk and galt, and mirrored it in his stern countonnnco. As lie approached tho street arabs, his oyo oaught tho placard on tho hoarding, and partly hearing what the ohorus said, ho turned up tho milky portion of his eyes, saying :

"Children of Bolial- desecrateT of tho canopij of tho earth-wallowing in tito mire, glutted with pro- fanity, steeped in sin, sleeping in vioo, walking in tho ways of tho ungodly, smoking cano," and ho pointed his crooked, sanctimonious finger nt the smoker, "until the vory footpath becomes a salivarlura for the mucous of your mouth. Do you know what to-day isl Answer mo." Spoken-tho last two words-as a martinet'of tho first water. .

Tho boys tho whole.timo stood looking at him with open mouth. ? '

Tho well-informed spoakor of abovo called out, at tho top of his volco, to a boy on tho other side of tho streot, . . ? ?" ':-? 1 ;'..'!? .'

. "Hil hi 1" bookoning with his fingor,' " come hore; suoh jolly fun. Hero's a ohap hore boon out all night, so wants to know what day it ls. Oh, orikoy 1 if tho bobbies cotchad him Blooping in tho street last night they would run*him in, and up before tho beak to- morrow." 1 :?<-.. i (I ..! i ;

.. ' Hoigho, heigh-ho, to-day 'is < Sunday, old boy. :How did you get tight last night 1 ? Wo thought you were three shoots in- when you spoko that Latin gibberish to us just now.1' Here's a' bobby coming ; you had bettor toddle. Heigh-ho ; good bye.'!;

Off tho boys scamporod, leaving tho local in pious horror, thanking God his soul was saved, and that ho was doing so much good tn tho heavenly vine- yard. Ile had preached that morning from tho text to old and young-Sunday school anniversary services -" Ye are of your father, tho devil ;" and in tho afternoon to tho same congregation, he gave out the text, " Children obey your parents." Tho congruity of tho texts was not lost on tho {Iliterato pious, who sighed and groaned ovor tho pictures drawn of Satan's children, from Moses to Do Wert ; from tho red- headed boy who replied to tho saint's query to .Tosoph in Egypt. Tho cana smokor was modo to illustrate the smoko from hall, and in conclusion, tho preacher lifting np his two hands as if about to bestow a blessing on the heads of his hearors, said, " Ye aro of your father, tho dovil," and up wont the milky por- tion of his oyos. " Ohildron, obey your paronts. I nm done."

In tho evonlng tho local hold forth again, all the Sunday school sitting on tho loft of tho ohurch, and parents on tho right. Tho text was, " Ho shall sot tho Bhccp on his right hand, and tho goats on tho left."

As he, tho preaohor, warmed to his work, his eyos began to roll and go from sido to sido. At last, up wont tho whites of tho eyes Uko the optics of a wax doU ; then, Uko a Rodomontade, he boasted of his " sure and oortain hope," saying, " You will see me go higher and higher, hup and hup to God, to sit on

the white throne, while yon," spreading hit heads

Uk« .canopy, "will go dow» thexe," pointing to «he j lower regions with one Inger. Than, in ooooluding his peroration, he said, pointing to the ohildren on the left, " He shall set the goats on the left," and pointiogwith the other hand. '. and the sheep on the right. These shall go away-away to everlasting punishment," waving his hand, as a parting blessing to the ohildren. " Bat the righteous into life eternal," looking at the parent*.

NOTE.-The above is a fact.

Here we have a placing seal before knowledge ; a matt, untrained and illiterate, carri od away to use language and action like a braying ass, to the terror and danger of all about the animal. It was at one time considered a miracle for Balaam's ass to speak ; now the miracle would be to get an ase to keep silent. History does not at all times repeat itself. The children on the way home from tba Bethel, asked their parents why were they gnat» ! What had they done I The morning, afternoon, and evening services were a study, aa any modern hieroglyphics, or Hogarth's "Rake's Progress," or Crulokahank's .. Bottle." The preacher meant well r but he had never sat at the feet of Gamaliel, or made the mode of the Great Master's (Christ) teaching bis model, or studied the illuminating love of John of Patrons. He was a Pharisee and o Boancrge combined, taking the highest seat at feast«, making broad his phylaatenes, and speaking in the voice of thnnder. I wonder will suob mon sing at the top of their voices ini heaven 1

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