The Man Who Stole A Meeting-House | Page 4

the rails, and I'll rip some boards
off'n the pig-pen to make stakes.'
"'Boards a'n't good for nothin' for stakes,' says Dave. 'Besides, none
can't be spared from the pig-pen.'
"'I'll have boards enough in a day or two for forty pig-pens,' says
Jedwort. 'Bring along the rails and dump 'em out in the road for the
present, and say nothin' to nobody.'
"We got the rails, and he made his stakes; and right away after dinner
he called us out. 'Come, boys,' says he, 'now we'll astonish the natives.'
"The wagon stood in the road, with the last jag of rails still on it.
Jedwort piled on his stakes, and threw on the crowbar and axe, while
we were hitching up the team.
"'Now, drive on, Stark,' says he.
"'Yes; but where shall I drive to?'
"'To the old meetin'-house,' says Jedwort, trudging on ahead.
"The old meeting-house stood on an open common, at the northeast
corner of his farm. A couple of cross-roads bounded it on two sides;
and it was bounded on the other two by Jedwort's overgrown stone wall.
It was a square, old-fashioned building, with a low steeple, that had a
belfry, but no bell in it, and with a high, square pulpit and high,
straight-backed pews inside. It was now some time since meetings had
been held there; the old society that used to meet there having separated,
one division of it building a fashionable chapel in the North Village,
and the other a fine new church at the Centre.
"Now, the peculiarity about the old church property was, that nobody
had any legal title to it. A log meeting-house had been built there when
the country was first settled and the land was of no account. In the
course of time that was torn down, and a good frame house put up in its
place. As it belonged to the whole community, no title, either to the

house or land, was ever recorded; and it wasn't until after the society
dissolved that the question came up as to how the property was to be
disposed of. While the old deacons were carefully thinking it over,
Jed-wort was on hand, to settle it by putting in his claim.
"'Now, boys,' says he, 'ye see what I'm up to.'
"'Yes,' says I, provoked as I could be at the mean trick, 'and I knew it
was some such mischief all along. You never show any enterprise, as
you call it, unless it is to get the start of a neighbor. Then you are wide
awake; then you are busy as the Devil in a gale of wind.'
"'But what are you up to, pa?' says Dan, who didn't see the trick yet.
"The old man says, 'I'm goin' to fence in the rest part of my farm.'
"'What rest part?'
"'This part that never was fenced; the old meetin'-house common.'
"'But, pa,' says Dave, disgusted as I was, 'you've no claim on that.'
"'Wal, if I ha'n't, I'll make a claim. Give me the crowbar. Now, here's
the corner, nigh as I can squint'; and he stuck the bar into the ground.
'Make a fence to here from the wall, both sides.'
"'Sho, pa!' says Dan, looking bewildered; 'ye a'n't goin' to fence in the
old meetin'-house, be ye?'
"'That's jest what I'm goin' to do. Go and git some big stuns from the
wall--the biggest ye can find, to rest the corners of the fence on. String
the rails along by the road, Stark, and go for another load. Don't stand
gawpin' there!'
"'Gawpin'?' says I; 'it's enough to make anybody gawp. You do beat all
the critters I ever had to deal with. Haven't ye disgraced your family
enough already, without stealing a meeting-house?'
"'How have I disgraced my family?' says he.

"Then I put it to him. 'Look at your children; it's all your wife can do to
prevent 'em from growing up in rags and dirt and ignorance, because
you are too close-fisted to clothe 'em decently or send 'em to school.
Look at your house and yard. To see an Irishman's shanty in such a
condition seems appropriate enough, but a genteel place, a house with
pillars, run down and gone to seed like that, is an eyesore to the
community. Then look at your wife. You never would have had any
property to mismanage if it hadn't been for her; and see the way you
show your gratitude for it. You won't let her go into company, nor have
company at home; you won't allow a hired girl in the house, but she
and Maria have to do all the drudgery. You make perfect slaves of 'em.
I swear, if it wa'n't for your wife, I wouldn't work for you an