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“I think it is my duty to tell what
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my family. Two years ago I was in a weak,
nervous condition and had dreadful pal-
pitations or jumping of my heart, fol-
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seem as though I would never come out
of them. I was treated by the best physi-
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help me. I seemed to be growing worse
instead of better. I would. often seem
,hungry, but when I ate, no matter how
little, it would cause me such misery that
I was often wicked enough to Wish my-
self dead. I had that
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languid, all-gone feeling and suffered aw-
ful distress in my stomach. I had given
up all hopes of ever being well, when
my mother wished me to try Hood’s
Sarsaparilla. I consented, to please her,
and before I had taken the whole of one
bottle I could see I was improving, and
soon was indeed very much better. Its
effects have been truly wonderful and I
. hope this letter may be the means of help-
ing other sgvffering men and
"'
Women
to tryHood’s sarsaparilla and belbenefited
by it. We have used Hood’s Pills in our
family a nd them ver excellent es-
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ICONKY STILES
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He? Was a V9 ritable Concordance
of the Holy Scriptures. '
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As near asIcould find out nobody
ever knew how ~Conky Stiles. came to
knewdso much of the Bible as he did.
Thirty years ago people as a class were
much better-acquainted with the Bible
than folk are nowadays, and there
wasn’t another one of ’em in the whole
Connecticut valley from the Canada
line to the sound that could stand up
’longside of Conky Stiles and quote
Scripture. Well, he knew the whole
thing by heart, from Genesis, chapter
one, to the amen at the end of the Rev-
elation of St. John the Divine; that’s
the whole business in a nutshell!
His name wasn’t Conky; we called
him Conky for short. His real name
day school convention Mr. Hubbell,
the minister, spoke of him as a “verit-
able concordance of the Holy Serip~
tures.” and so we boys undertook to
call him Concordance, but bimeby that
name got whittled down to Conky, and
Conky‘stuck to him all the rest of his
life; not a bad name for him, neither,
as names go; heap more dignified than
Si!
My' father always insisted that Conky“
got his start in the Scriptures in this
way: Conky’s folks lived for about five
years (while Conky was a boy) in the-
old Ransom house. Their next neigh-
bors were the Cooleys, and just over
across the road lived the Kelseys. May-
be you’ve hearcl of the Cooley-Kelsey
debate? No? Funny, isn’t it, how soon
folks forgetn events and epochs and
things! Fifty years ago nothin’ else
but the Cooley-Kelsey debate was
talked of in Hampshire county, and yet
here we are livin’ in this intelligent
state of Illinois, and it’s dollars to
doughnuts that half our people never
heard of Lawyer Kelsey or of Deacon
Cooley! ' -
You see, the deacon was high up in
the Congregational church, and he be-
lieved in “baptyzo,” which is the
Greek for the Congregational doctrine
of sprinkling. Lawyer Kelsey had
never been converted and had never
made a profession, but, having a brother
who wasa Baptist minister in Penn-
sylvania, he was counted with the
Baptists, too, and I guess he was a
Baptist if he was anything, although,
like as not, he’d have said he was a
heathen if he thought he could get up
an argument by sayin’ it, for of all the
folks you ever saw Lawyer Kelsey was
the worst for keepin’ things stirred up.
One time Deacon Cooley and Lawyer
Kelsey come together an’ locked horns
should take Hood’s and only Hood’s.”’
Mns. KrrrIE SMITH, 326 Dane Street, Wa-
terloo, Iowa. . Remember that
.. H ood’s
Sarsaparilla
is the One True Blood Purifier. All druggists. s1.
Prepared only by C. I. Hood 8.: Co., Lowell, Mass.
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on that word “baptyzo,” Lawyer Kel-
sey maintainin’ that the word wasn’t
or shouldn’t be “bapty‘zo,” but “bap-
tidzo,” and, as you know, of course,
there is as much difference between
“baptyzo” and “baptidzo” as there is
between a fog and a thunder shower.
Well, for about six months they had
it up hill and down dale, in all the
meetin’ houses, and schoolhouses, and
vestry-rooms, and town halls in the
country, and it did beat all how much
learnin’ they got out of the books and
dictionaries, and what long sermons
they made, and what a sensation there
was among the unbelievers as well as
the elect! I guess they’d have been
arguin’ yet if the freshet hadn’t come
and distracted public attention by car-
ryin’ away the Northampton. bridge
and the Holyoke dam.
It happened that while this theo-
logical cataclysm was at its height
Conky Stiles, being six years old, was
born again, and, repentin’ of his sins,
made a profession of faith. And from
that time he never lapsed or back-
slided, but was always a conscientious
and devout follower, illustrating in his
daily walks (as Mr. Hubbell, the min-
ister, said) those priceless virtues which
had illuminated the career of his
Grandmother Cowles, a lady esteemed
not more by the elders for .her piety
than by the younger folks for her
cookies and squash pies.
When Conky was eight years old he
got the prize at our Sunday school for
having committed to memory the most
Bible verses in the year, and that same
spring he got up and recited every line
of the Acts of the Apostles without
having to be prompted once. By the
time he was twelve years old he knew
the whole Bible by heart, and most of
the hymn book, too; although, as I
have said, the Bible’was his specialty.
Yet he wasn’t one of your pale—faced,
studious boys; no, sir, not a bit of it!
He took just as much consolation in
playin’ three-old-cat and barn ball and
hockey, as any of the rest of us 'boys,
and he could beat us all fishin’, al-
though perhaps that was because he
learnt a new way of spittin’ on his bait
from his Uncle Lute Mason, who was
considerable of a sport in those days.
Conky was always hearty and cheery;
we all felt good when he was around.
We never minded that way he had of
quotin’ things from the Bible; we’d
got used to it, and maybe it was a de-
sirable influence. At any rate we all
liked Conky. _ - ' .
But perhaps you don‘t understand
what I mean when I refer to his way
of quotin’ the Bible. It was like this:
Conky, we’ll say, would be goin’ down
the road, and I’d come out of the house
and holler: “Hello, there, Conky!
Where be you goin’?”
Then he’d say, “John 21;3”—that
would be all he’d say, and that would
be enough; for it gave us to understand
that he was goin’ a-fishin’.
Conky never made a mistake; his
quotations were always right; he al-
ways hit the chapter and the verse sure,
pop .the first time. . '
The habit grew on him as he got
older. Associating with Conky for fif-
teen or twenty minutes wasn’t much
different from readin’ the Bible for a
couple of days, except that there wasn’t
any manual ,labor about it. I guess
he’d have been a minister if the war
hadn’t come along and spoiled it all.
In the fall of 1862 there was a war
meetin’ in the town hall, and Elijah
Cutler make a speech urgin’ the men
folks to come forward-and contribute
their services—their lives, if need be:—
to the cause of freedom and right. We
were all keyed up with excitement, for
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was Silas Stiles, but one time at a Suns
next to Wendell Phillips, and Henry
Ward Beecher, I guess .Elijah .Cutler
was the greatest orator that ever. lived.
While we were shiverin" and waitin’
for . somebody to lead off,Conky Stiles
rose up and says: “First Kings, 19:
20,” says he, and with that he put On
his cap and walked out of the, meetin.
“Let me, I pray thee, kiss my father
and my mother, and then I will follow
.thee.” ‘
That’s what Conky said—or as good
as said—and that’s what he.) meant,
.too. "
He didn’t. put off his religion when
he put on his uniform. Conky Stiles,
soldier or civilian, was always a—livin’,
walkin’ encyclopedy of the Bible, a
human“ compendium of psalms and
proverbs and texts; and I had that
confidence in him that I’d have bet he
known better, and to the contrary.
We were with McClellan a long spell.
There was a heap of sickness among
the boys, for we weren’t used to the
climate, and most of us pined for the
comforts of home. Lookingback over
the thirty years that lie between this
time and that I see one figure loomin’
up, calm and bright and beautiful in
the midst of fever and sufferin’ and
privation and death. I see a homely,
earnest face radiant with sympathy
and love and hope, and I hear Conky
Stiles’ voice again speakin’ comfort
and cheer to all about him. Weoall
loved him; he stood next to Mr. Lin-
coln .and Gen. McClellan in the hearts
of everybody in the regiment. .
They sent a committee down from
our town one Thanksgiving time to
bring a lot of good things and to see
how soon we were going to capture
Richmond. Mr. Hubbell, the minister,
was one of them. Deacon Cooley was
another. There was talk one time
that Conky had a soft spot in his heart
for the deacon’s eldest girl, Tryphena.
much attention to the other daughter,
Tryphosa, as he did to her eldest sister,
and I guess he hadn’t any more hank-
erin’ for one than he had for the other,
for when the ‘committee come to go
home Conky says to Deacon Cooley:
“Well, good—by deacon,” says he, “Ro-
mans, 16:12.”
We had to look it up in the Bible be-
fore we knew what he meant.
“Salute Tryphena and Tryphosa, who
labor in the Lord”——that was Conky’s
message to the Cooley girls.
He wrote a letter once to Mr. Carter,
who was one of the selectmen, and he
put this postscript to it: “Romans,
16:6.” You see Mr.- Carsgr’s wife had
been Conky’s Sunday schoolteacher,
and Conky did- not forget to “greet
Mary, who bestowed much labor on
us.” '
Down at Elnathan Jones’ general
store the other day I heard Elnathan
tell how ‘Conky clerk'ed itfor him a
spell and how one day he says to
Conky: “That Baker bill has been
runnin’ on for more’n six weeks. We
can’t do business unless we get our
money. Conky, I wish you’d just kind
0’ spur Mr. Baker up a little.” ‘
So Conky sat down on the stool at
the desk and dropped Mr. Baker a.
short epistle to this effect: “Romans
1:14; Psalm 22:11; Psalm 142:6.” Next
day who should come in but Mr.
Baker, and -he allowed that that
letter had gone straighter to his con-
science than any sermon would have
gone, and he paid up his bill and
bought a kit of salt mackerel into the
bargain, so Elnathan Jones says.
I could keep on tellin’ things like
this, day in and night out, for lots of
just such stories are told about Conky
all over Hampshire county now; some
of ’em .doubtless are true and some of
’em doubtless ain’t; there’s no tellin’;
but it can’t be denied that most of ’em
have the genuine Conky flavor.
The histories don’t say anything-
about the skirmish we had with the
rebels at Churchill’s bridge along in
May of ’64, but we boys who were
there remember it as the toughest fight
in all our experience. They were just
desperate, the rebels were, and—well,
we were mighty glad when night
came, for a soldier can retreat in the
dark with fewer chances of interrup-
tion. Out of. our company of one hun-
dred and fifty men, only sixty were
left! .You can judge from that of what
the fighting was at Churchill’s bridge.
When they called the roll in camp
next day, Conky Stiles wasn’t. there.
Had we left. him dead at the bridge,
or was he wounded, dying the more
awful death of hunger, thirst and neg-
lect? {4
“By —-—!” says Lew Bassett, “let’s
go back for Conky!”
That was the only time I ever heard
an oath without a feelin’ of regret.
A detachment of cavalry went out to
reconnoiter. Only the ruin of the pre-
ceding day remainedwhere the boys
had stood and stood and stood—only to
be repulsed at last. Bluecoats and gray-
coats lay side by side and over against
one another in the reconciling peace of
death. Occasionally a maimed body
containing- just a remnant of life was
found, and one of those crippled bodies
was what was left of Conky.
When the surgeon saw the minie hole
here in his thigh, and the saber gash
here in the temple, he shook his head,
and we knew what that meant.
Lew Bassett, a man who had never
been to meetin’ in all his life, and who
could swear a new and awful way
every time—Lew Bassett says: “No,
Conky Stiles ain’t goin’ to die, for I
shan’t let him!” and be bent over and
left up Conky's head and held it, so,
and wiped away .the trickles of blood,
and his big hard hands had the tender-
ness of a gentle, lovin’ woman’s.
We heard Conky’s voice once, and
only once, again. For when, just, at
that we were there, he smiled feeble
like, and the grace of the Book tri-
umphed once more within him, and he
says—it seemed almost like a whisper,
he spoke so faint and l'ow: “Good-by,
boys; Second Timothy, 11:7.”
And then, though hisvlight went out,
the “sublime truth of his'last words
shone from his white, peaceful face. _
"‘I have fought a good fight, I’have
finished my course, I have kept the
faith.”—Eugene Field, in Chicago-Rec-
ord. ' _ '
wrote the Bible himself if I hadn’t '
but I always allowed that he paid as .
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owners of buildings erected under his super-
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