Show r L Short of tb the Day DaV ill I HOW THE GOSPEL CAUGHT THE MO I The short t man with the tha crescent shaped beard had Just left th the stuffy little church and strolling leisurely to an Inviting Inviting- bench at the edge of or the grove tools took a n. seat beside the tall taU man wu wt the sombrero Friendship church was packed to the doors evidently the occasion was not an ordinary one Tho The preachers preacher's delivery dellery was loud and Impressively strong so loud Indeed that the motley crowd cro that stood outside In groups among among- tho the trees plainly heard every overy word w rd he uttered Our little man wore a a. smile of or self satisfaction lie was proud of oC the tho cx- cx borter The meeting was a n. success and a feeling feeling- L lIng of or part proprietorship In both tho the discourse and the preacher seemed to permeate his whole being Tho sermon Bermon had fired him with enthusiasm The tall man sat placidly enjoying the flavor of a a. freshly lit cigar elgar apparently unmoved cd by the spirit of or the occasion Accustomed perhaps to the polished oratory and studied effort of or the city pastors he lie could hardly be he expected to be favorably fa impressed by the homely fa sayings of or a plain and unlettered mountain preacher However cr our little man would find out j Powerful that captin he prou proudly l ventured as ns In stentorian tones there came camo wafted to their ears the remnant of or a burst of or doubtful logic driven home with strong emphasis and unusual power of oC lung Yo cs drawled the tall man listlessly sly sl Razing gazing up at nt the curling rings of DC blue cigar smoke r preacher reach r seems to be popular hereabouts Popular Why hy great eat rails raUs hes he's the man In seventeen counties lak his this side o 0 Gainesville Perhaps so 50 gravely ely assented th the tall tail one with a show of or assumed In- In terest Ho Ito doc doesn't mt seem to have much of or an education Well c captIn insisted the little man that sure Iuro Is his stron strong pint Its It's true he hadn't got no he aint even had enough to lie fie a a. good h hypocrite but lemme tell you ou what hes he's lost in hes he's made up In fn enlightenments This crude para paradox ox evidently c made its Impre lon aon It struck a s sympathetic sympathetic chord In the heart of or the sombrero sot man It put him to thinking He lie remembered how years and years ago atO in the log loS cabin period of his life lIe the protracted meeting was to his boyish mind nn an event of or world wide Importance when the fragments of oC Biblical quotations and rustic simile hurled at the thc devoted heads of or the spellbound congregation cong seemed as showers of golden eloquence falling from Crom the Inspired lips of or St. St Paul himself This was before the sombrero man had moved to the city and the memory of or It all aH amused him He was prepared to humor the spirit of ot reverential le admiration that had ta taken taken ta- ta ken complete possession of the b bearded ar one for he knew it would eventually lead up to the recital of or a a. most rem remarkable kable story a story concerning which there were different versions afloat and In all nil probability he would now get set the truth nt at first hand Would Youl 1 you ou mind telling me he asked the tho little man handing him a cigar b by wa way of or inducement something about this preacher You seem to be quite an admirer of his ls Wai Yal If It that's what ou call caIl It you captin c. replied the little man reaching for the proffered cigar I 1 expect I am ate an admirer or But there much to tell about him Us folks up here call him the moonshine preacher but that hadn't his right name His Isis names name's Jim Parker an an he got rell religion lon at a blockade still A blockade still you ou sa say Why hy that's certainly a n. stran strange e place to get set religion broke In the listener a steely glint lighting lighting- up his col cold gray eyes ces as he shot a searching glance at the narrator strange about it it captin when you hear the stor story You see FOG e years hack back Jim was up on Stone Stoney mountain Rein Bein a man o family an nn determined on makin a honest ln I ho went In the n business Besides Resides his wife he had a L daughter daughter gal in the country City chaps called her hera a a. mountain daisy but her right name was Lily Lil LII 0 for short When LIl LII STowed grooved up she opposed her father ather in the business Ot Ui course she wor Ivor young and had n no Netter better sen sense c. c But nut Jim was makin money and ami he kept right on The never did dill git sit a L holt bolt on him somehow Pears Fears to me methe the they war wor sheared o Jim He was a dead shot and would Stan without an you ou put him One night Jim Jhn was a makin ov a run gittin a load read ready for big camp over at Sandy creek It It was in the late summer The moon was fist a from behin a bank o 0 clouds The only light a much was the thc flare o 0 the logs in tho the furnace shadows the trail The doublin was jis fist t off an nn the bacK a n when all of or a n. sudden udden he peered a L noise like twigs a He lie stopped an listened closely Sure enough there was ryas someone slow-like slow down doun the trail do n first fint one tree an anthen anthen anthen then another TIe varmints sa says s 's Jim to himself as he trapped behin the with his rifle THle ready for business Dir Directly the tho O ger come In to view from a big postoak an bang went Parkers Parker's rifle Jim sure his man I Continued tomorrow |