|preacher cowbell (standard:Inspirational stories, 2633 words)|
|Author: stanley mcqueen kentucky backwoods writer||Added: Apr 19 2007||Views/Reads: 2308/1692||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|backwood theme with some humor|
Backwood writer Stanley M cqueen Preacher Cow Bell look who's” coming down the wagon road son pa said”its' that Uncle of yours' pa added”sure enough it was ma, brother uncle cow bells, that we were seeing from the porch stoop, it was that time of year again , he come every year about corn planting time to whole a two week revival meeting at the little goose chapel church, setting atop his old mule his slim wiry frame was slim just like his razor blade mule he rode..”.well pa said” I expected him any day now and there he comes just like ever spring... Pa don't cotton to preachers much he always said a man who don't get blisters on his hands to make his bread and keep isn't worth his salt.. But pa puts up with him because of mammy knowing he is her brother.. Cow bell comes nearer and pa says howdy real loud so cow bell will know we are aware of his presents here.. Boys I see you fellow are taking a resting spell here on the porch stoop, it's a good day for leisure for sure he adds”well we just planted and acre of corn seeds, this morning “pa replied” and we are a might tuckered”well its so good to be back here in the Kentucky mountain again and boys I had a time riding all the way from Virginia , me and that old mule of mine isn't getting no younger he said smiling” pa tells me to take the rein of his mule and water him down at the creek. And cowbell takes a seat by pappy on the porch stoop.. Ma discovers her brother and come from the shack and greets him away with a hug..Good to see you again she said” and I'll have some grub soon ..I bet you're hungry., I could eat a sow and seven pigs he said laughing at his own words...ma returned into the kitchen and begins fixing supper .. Well Tom how things been here and about asked uncle Cow bell.?. Well fairly good for the most part. Pa answered' I have a question for you pa blurts out” what that cow snapped” you know what old hank storms told you last year when you held your meeting don't you recall pa asked” yes I recall he said he would kill me if I interfered with his whiskey sales with my Gospel preaching he said” but that don't bother me at all he explains” im a man of faith and no body cannot lay a hand on me lest the lord would allow him he explained” pa looks sort of stern faced at him at his words, and said I never took you for a fool until now he blurts out , but that Hank is the meanest man here and about these parts and he makes illegal moonshine whiskey and he don't aim to see his whiskey sales got to pot, because of some hell fire preacher like the likes of you pa snorted” where is your faith uncle Cow bell asked”making pa, look at him ever more angry like... well bullets don't have eyes preacher man pa muttered” you ain,t been here fifteen minutes and we are arguing again just like always pa snorted, it don't do a man no good at all to try and get some smart into a thin headed preacher like you paw said” Here you are coming back to meet you fate he will as sure put a bullet in you as im living pa warned”I want be afraid of what man can do to me , uncle cow declared” a man is not called on to fear men but to the fear the lord which is the beginning of wisdom...hush that up pa blurted “I don't hanker to have to dig a hole to put you in there on the ridge paw said ? But you are just asking to be shot down like a hog at slaughter .your as nervous as a harlot in church cow bell told pa,, and that made pa face light up like a beet pickle... I don't want to speak another word about this subject ,,I getting riled pa admitted” ma called us for supper setting and she noticed that pa and uncle cow bell was not talking and she told the two of them she never like them fighting and arguing in her shack and before me little Frank and me being almost twenty four now but to ma, I m just still a little fellow.. Well Sara pa said that fellow who is gobbling down his supper is going to be shot and I was trying to make him see just what kind of trouble he is in by coming back here to preach is all I was doing was for his good pa declared” well he is a hard shell Baptist and us Baptist ain,t scared of nothing, ma Brags' well im a Methodist and go across the hill from your church and us Methodist has some faith too but we got smarts along with our faith pa said” now Tom one more foul word about my Baptist faith and your dinner plate with be threw across the creek maw warns poor old pa... two against one just don't somehow seem fair to me,as a listener and knowing I get railed in ,he middle of a faith fight, so I had learned to be as quite as a church mouse during a religious spat...where is you charity ask pa ? And then it happen maw took mad as a hornet and grab pa half full plate and went to the shack door and whirled his dinner plate plume across the creek that was a little way from our shack... cow bell laughed and then maw poured a bowl of warm soap beans over his head.. And I desired to be outside at the moment of this uproar, our supper had turned into a bean spilling and a plate toss. And things were getting worse. Ma temper was easy riled and she Click here to read the rest of this story (117 more lines)
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