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Anecdots of Father Taylor While Father


Taylor was delivering one Of his powerful dis
courses, at the Boston seamen's Bethel and In
the middle of one of his most terrible pictures, an
old rusty-looking salt got up and was walking to-
wards the door, when the parson sung out, the
enemy fies-our fire is too hot for him-we have
knocked his top hamper down, and now he is
crawling off under his lower masts' All eyes
(the church was crowded, as it always is when
he preachcs) were turned towards the sailor, who,
perceiVIDg that the last remarks were levclled
at him, turned round and looking the old man


full in the face, said, in a pretty loud voice
You'll damnable mistaken, old cock, If you think


your shot has made this craft haul of-you ne
YER saw the day you could make me a story
lower. I'm only jist going to get glass Of grog,
and if you'll take turn there till come back,
I'll let you see how can stand your broadsides
sGood 7 cried half dozen sailors; go it, Jack
cried others, you'll make first rate parson-try


again, and other expressions followed. The
whole audience was in an uproar, some laughing


others more pious hushing aud endeavoring to
restore order. When all was quiet again, Fa-
ihcr Taylor, by no means disconcerted, having
apparently enjoyed the joke himself, said !: That
is tough old sinner; but we have hulled him
he has got j: hot and heavy between wind and wa


ter. and unless he hauls into the gospel dock he'll
go down all Standing pumping can't save him