This Week in Texas
Methodist History (Humor Edition) April 21
Ed. Note, While looking for items to include in the
regular column, I sometime find items of a humorous nature. Here are three from 19th century newspapers.
An amusing note from the Hempstead
Countryman, August 17, 1867
A young lady was asked
where was her native place. She replied,
“I have none. I am the daughter of a
Methodist minister.”
From June 17, 1868 also
from the Countryman, An advertisement. “Wanted: A young man to look after a horse of the
Methodist persuasion.”
From the April 30, 1870, Watchman,
Georgetown ,
A gentleman traveling
in Texas met on the road a wagon drawn by four oxen driven by a countryman, who
in addition to the skillful flourish and crack of the whip, was vociferously encouraging
his horned horses, after this fashion:
“Haw, presbyterian? Gee
baptist! Whoah espicopalian/! Get up, methodist!”—The driver stepped up to the
driver, remarking to him that he had
strange names for his oxen, and he would like to know why thus he called them. Said
the driver: I call this one presbyterian
because he is true blue and never fails to pull through difficulties,, and
holds out to the end; besides he knows more than the rest. I call this one baptist
because he is always after water, and seems as though he’d never drink enough;
then again he won’t eat with the others. I call this ox episcopalian because he
has a mighty way of holding his head up, and if the yoke gets a little too tight
he tries to kick and draw out of the track. I call this ox methodist because he
puffs and blows and bellows as he goes along and you’d think he was pulling all
creation but he don’t pull a pound unless you stir him up.
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