Show TALKS WITH A BRUSH AN ECCENTRIC OLD evangelist OF wr ESTER N Y he lie wa tander riders alo along tile ra litlS text on nothing D deters him P pas as ive wim violence I 1 a used who is the mysterious iny paint brush evangelist of westchester county up and down the beautiful hills bills and along m the rugged rocky roads of westchester for mile after mile bis his work can bo be een the wayfarer cannot escape it at every fresh turn in the road the painted words of warning confront him even the most ungodly sinner in all how new york after walking a milo mile from the little village of white plains would think ho be was surely on the rocky road to the tile new jerusalem up in westchester chester they call tho the mysterious evangelist the scripture slinger and they say he lie slings tiling it powerful thick so lie does and with nution rare in ill paint of the hue of limy ens own blue mixed in oil all along those rocky roada roads the fences arc are made of huge boulders bowl ders out of which rough walls aro are made separating the pastures and bounding the roadsides besides there are still other boulders bowl ders jutting out of the tho coil soil along the tile roadway on these and on the stone fences the tile mysterious evang evangelist unfolds his ills warnings ho ile is a little man but energetic Hoisa ho ia a silent man except with his brush made out of hairs bairs plucked from the necks of oien oxen with it lie speaks I his its only name is george lie ile marches inar chas a salvation array army of one man carrying a bug ausle gle to announce his coni comins inZ his ills sandy mustache bristles and the lines of ids his face show sixty sity si ty years thero there hangs upon liis his head an old straw hat summer and winter and on the hat bat is a broad ribbon bearing the legend jesus is mighty to save A cane carved with innumerable inscriptions helps him over the hills as he marches on carrying the battered handbag in which repose his restless rest lesa brush h his is pot of paint liis his biblo bible and other little things such asa as a comb and cake of soap through the use of which he lie keeps himself only a Bemi nomad they bay say there is no vanity in him nor any glass with a quicksilver back in that battered bag As ho lie marches ho lie epics spies a rock mg bi and brown half hidden behind a clump of weeds and on which he left no faeo sage when last along that way in a moment the weeds are uprooted ana kneeling by the rock lie paints letter by letter 0 b o y the t h e lord L o r d then lie marches on reading the bible on oil a smooth worn boulder bowlder in the stone fence be prints repent Beli believe evel and sin no more across the road lie leaves tb warning you must repent or go to t hell bell A little farther on be knaell again and under liis ills brush grow tho the words the wages for sinners shiners is hellfire bellere there aro are painted words though along tile roads more worldly than hc lc ones lie leave there one of them says spend your sundays at manhattan beach 11 on finding thia this it is said it bowed his bead head a moment then in h t deeper shade of blue than usual mixed on alio spot lie painted right alongside the words where v win in you impend eternity te anity abany I 1 finy of tile farmers up in ster tal take o summer boarders and on a big tree in the front yard each of them nails nail stil up a sign which reads pleasant summer homo home board by the tile day or week across the road from such as these the paint brush says think of that bakuti ful home above so the strange evangelist goes on oil fighting thedor the world ld with bano paint inea aik a ure for measure and covering tile stir plus space with admonition exhortation and advice to him all things are of the world worldly and therefore ho lie knows naught I 1 of politics this strange man deeps sleeps by the road eide side in a stable or where ho lie may and for months eats only what is given him money is nothing to liim him for a little while year ho he works oil n tho the sound view vier stock stoel farm owned by william A Sanin sammis its and it ia is then lie pulls the hair from the necks of oxen and makes bis his stock of brushes HI paint is given him and he mixes it himself ho ito lisa has been told to stop the task of oo covering the rocks of westchester wit with it blue paint but he lie keeps on dy bis itis aci tion hb caya says shall a man wall not make his hi fellow man mail relle reflect ctr township trustees bruist threaten and resolve in rain vain tre tue mottoes ra assaults do not terrify him once he was met by two men near the west went sh eter fair grounds and commanded to stop painting a sentence lie bad had berru he ile turned liis his back to them and kept ou on without reply when he lie had bad he began a new sentence then the men rushed nt at him and struck him down senseless een selesa with clubs the unfinished sentence road read forgive Forg ivo thine new york advertiser |