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"Who is Jesus, anyhow?" "Why, he is God. Tode, how queer you act. Why don't you ask Mr. Birge, or somebody, if you want to know such things. Mamma says he is awful." "Awful!" "Yes, awful good, you know. He's the minister down there at that chapel. Wasn't it a funny looking church? Ours don't look a bit like that. Tode, where do you go to church?" "My!" said Tode, with his old merry chuckle.
John Birge began to read; and the words he read were about that strange old story of the great company and the lack of food, and the lad with the five barley loaves and two small fishes, and the multitude that were fed, and the twelve baskets of fragments that remained story familiar in all its details to every Sabbath-school scholar in the land, but utterly new to Tode, falling on his ear for the first time, bearing all the charm of a fairy tale to him.
The little silence that followed was broken by the repetition of the poor woman's one solemn sentence: "O Lord, don't let Tode ever touch a drop of rum." "And save me," added John Birge. "And save me" her lips took up the sentence "for Jesus' sake." "For Jesus' sake."
Will you please designate a point outside of my breastworks where a meeting shall be held for this purpose?" To this Banks answered at 4:30 A.M.: "I have designated Brigadier-General Charles P. Stone, Colonel Henry W. Birge, and Lieutenant-Colonel Richard B. Irwin as the officers to meet the commission appointed by you.
At seven o'clock in the evening of the 22d of April, Birge halted for the night two miles beyond Cloutierville.
Two troops, one from the First Michigan the other from the Sixth, commanded by Captain George R. Maxwell and Captain Manning D. Birge, respectively, were sent well out on the Brock road to picket the front. The line of battle was formed in the woods, facing a cleared space, beyond which dense timber served as a screen to prevent the enemy's approach from being discovered.
In immediate support came the remainder of Weitzel's brigade in column of regiments, in the order of the 8th Vermont, 114th New York, and 160th New York, followed by the main body of Morgan's brigade. Birge was in close support and Kimball in reserve. Finally, in the rear, as in Paine's formation, was massed the artillery of the division.
I should mention that another company made the eight day brass clock previous to 1837, Erastus and Harvey Case and John Birge. Their clocks were retailed mostly in the southern market. They made perhaps four thousand a year. The Ives Co., made about two thousand, but both went out of business in 1837, and it was thought that clock making was about done with in Conn.
"Well they nicknamed me so, and I suppose it stuck, and it seems like me; but my name truly is Theodore S. Mallery." "Then of course I shall write it so." And after he had written it Mr. Birge came over and took the boy's hand. "It is a pleasant idea," he said.
'Whatever ye ask in my name, believing, ye shall receive. These are his own words." "Does he believe in rum?" "No!" promptly replied the startled, but strongly temperate John Birge. "Then I'll pray," was the quick response. "I never prayed in my life, but I will now; like enough I can save him yet. You folks think he can hear everything that's said, don't you?"
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