Happy Nonagenarian (Classic Reprint)Excerpt from Happy Nonagenarian Self) to tell them the news, t'hat I was a preacher, as I had never heard it before. They were all playing in a fence corner and I broke the glad news to them and they gave way to uproarious laughter wonderfully tickled to think that the baby was claiming to be a preacher. Eventually, hilarity is superseded by loving kindness for the ignorant baby who thought he was a preacher when he was at the other pole of the bat tery, as they thought, when they proceeded candidly to relieve me of my mistake, (a) stating to me, Willie, you are mistaken, you are no preacher, you can't preach. I did not believe my mother could tell a lie or make a mistake. I do not believe that God ever gave a child to a mother whom He would not have used her to happily convert and gloriously save. If she had only begun in time and been right herself. I stood up before the other children on my clerical dignity and said, I am. A preacher for Mother says it, and I thought that settled the problem world without end. I mustered all my energy and said to them, This fence corner will do for the meeting house and you the people and I the preacher, and we will have the meeting now, and consequently proceeded with all my might, preaching to them in solid candor, thinking I was the preacher and I must not let them laugh me out of my calling. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works. |
