A SPIRITUAL SACRIFICE.

NZ Truth, Issue 230, 20 November 1909, Page 7

A SPIRITUAL SACRIFICE.

Martinboro's Meek " Meeuister."

The Tour of Tenuent.

(By the Worthy Vessel.)

Dear Bretheren, whilst reading this little effort, ye may assist the work by singing a small but genial hymn. "Harrigan" is barred, as it is not m the hymnal; "Our dear brother, E. C. Tennent, who ran the depot lor the treatment of original sin at Port Chalmers, wag "spiritually" called to the wilds of Martinborough last week, dear brethren, but the worthy vessel who writes this little sermon cannot say whether Brother Tennent is getting an increase, m screw or not. A very holy and sanctified meeting of the Dunediii Presbytery was held on Wednesday last, to consider whether Brother Teniient should follow the call. As there were 23 sin-shifters and 10 elSers present, my friends, it was a million to one chance that Brother Tennent would go and spread the Word m Buchanan's electorate. Our Dear Ber-ruther Lymburn, who keeps his congregation from filling the lime-burning place down below/ said that Brother Tennent would not enjoy the dignity of being A NAVAL CHAPLAIN m Martinborough, but he wauld not be overshadowed by the Anglican Church. Brother Tennent's experience m horsemanship would also stand him m good stead m the city of Ellis, the gentleman that was hanged. . Notice, my friends, the wonderful perspicacity of Brother Limekiln. A naval chaplain would be of great use m Martinborough, seeing that there is such a lot of the briny ocean there, and so many sailors. Tlic worthy ves&el wlio writes this sermon has also seen a "fuc-csctipe"

on horseback several times, and the impression was left on his mind that the holy man was not nearly as good as Charlie Jenkins m a flve-furlong race. However, dear brethren, to put these mundane and sinful thoughts of the godless practice of horse-racing from our mind, we will go onto "fifteenthly." . Berruther James Chisholm, and several other sanctified ones, testified as to the tons of sin sßifted by Brother Tenrient at the once dry city of Port Chalmers, Some bretheren seemed to think, IN THEIR IGNORANCE, that the dear brother should have made a "king-pot" of it before going to the densely-populated metropolis of Martinborough, where Fred Priest runs the only "pub." The dear departing brother said that he considered they should have a younger man m Port Chalmers of plenteous pubs. He was shifting for the good of the people. Brother Tennent was then given the glad push to the Wairarapa, and several old women, of both sexes,, behind "Truth's" theological scribe, damped their handkercliiefs and coughed, and then looked but tor the next item on the parsonical programme.