Morning Star

I am an old fashioned man, and plain country Baptist. I have a complaint to make against a class of men whom I highly esteem. Most of the ministers who visit this part of the country, (near the blue Ridge,) indulge themselves in the disgusting practice of spitting tobacco juice around the meeting houses and pulpits in which they preach,' so as materially to disturb me, and almost to destroy my devotion when I go to meeting. This practice is disgusting, filthy, impolite, unkind. and generally unpleasing. I am made sick by even thinking enough about it to write. A few days ago a young man preached in our pulpit, and I believe he spat as often as once in two minutes during his whole sermon, so that the pulpit floor was as filthy as a stable when he had finished his discourse. The sight and the smell made me sick, and I had no enjoyment that day. A number of ladies said, after meeting, "what a filthy minister we had to-day!" "how often he spits." Rel. Herald.