. Ox-team days on the Oregon Trail /by Ezra Meeker ; revised and edited by Howard R. Driggs. er being a stalwart negro who turned acrank. Wood and I used to race with the power press, andthen I would fly the sheets, — that is, take them off,when printed, with one hand and roll the type with theother. This so pleased Noel that he advanced my wages toa dollar and a half a week. One of the subscribers to whom I delivered that anti-slavery paper was Henry Ward Beecher, then pastor of theCongregational Church that faced the Governors that time he had not attained the fame that came tohim
. Ox-team days on the Oregon Trail /by Ezra Meeker ; revised and edited by Howard R. Driggs. er being a stalwart negro who turned acrank. Wood and I used to race with the power press, andthen I would fly the sheets, — that is, take them off,when printed, with one hand and roll the type with theother. This so pleased Noel that he advanced my wages toa dollar and a half a week. One of the subscribers to whom I delivered that anti-slavery paper was Henry Ward Beecher, then pastor of theCongregational Church that faced the Governors that time he had not attained the fame that came tohim later in life. I becameattached to him because ofhis kind manner and thegentle words he always foundtime to give me. One episode of my life atthis time I remember becauseI thought my parents were inthe wrong. Vocal music wastaught in singing school,which was conducted almostas regularly as were the dayschools. I was passionatelyfond of music. Before thechange of my voice came Ihad a fine alto voice and wasa leader in my part of theclass. This fact coming tothe notice of the trustees of. Carrying papers to Henry WardBeecher. 12 Ox-Team Days on the Oregon Trail Beechers church, an effort was made to have me join thechoir. Mother first objected, because my clothes were notgood enough. Then an offer was made to clothe me suitablyand pay me something besides. And now father objected,because he did not want me to listen to preaching of a sectother than that to which he belonged. The incident set meto thinking, and finally drove me, young as I was, into amore liberal faith, though I dared not openly espouse it. Another incident that occurred while I was working inthe printing office I have remembered vividly all theseyears. During the campaign of 1844, the Whigs held agathering on the Tippecanoe battle ground. It couldhardly be called a convention; a better name for it wouldbe a political camp meeting. The people came in wagons,on horseback, afoot — any way to get there — andcam
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