siah said
it wuz a sass pan, and I sez: "No, Josiah, it is a halo." And he sez:

"Samantha, if I'm ever sculped and sot up in the Jonesville
meetin'-house, I don't want any halo on my head."

And I told him I guessed there wuzn't any danger of his ever wearin' a
halo on this earth.

And Josiah said before the subject wuz broached that never, never
should he kiss that toe. And he sez it to me in reproachful axents as
if I'd been teasin' him to. But I hadn't thought on't and told him so.
But right whilst we stood there we see folks of all classes from
peasants to nobles and of all ages from childhood to old age walk up
and kneel and kiss that onconscious big toe and go into some chapel
countin' the beads of their rosaries.

Good land! Peter don't care anything about that mummery unless he has
changed for the worse since he left this mortal spear, which hain't
very likely bein' the man he wuz. And as I thought of the evil things
done in the name of the power that rared up that figger, I methought I
hearn him say:

"The time has come when judgment must begin at the house of the
Lord."

I had lots of emotions as I walked to and fro and didn't want to talk
to anybody or hear the talkin' round me.

I hearn Tommy talkin' sunthin' to Carabi and I catched these words, "I
wonner, oh, I wonner what good it duz 'em to kiss that toe." And
Arvilly and Josiah jined in in sharp criticism. And agin Josiah sez:
"I know I am a leadin' man in Jonesville and have been called more'n
once a pillar in the meetin'-house, but never, never do I want to be
made a statter with a sass pan on my head, and the bretheren and
sistern kissin' my toes."

And agin I sez, "It hain't a sass pan." But they kep' on to that
extent that I had to say, "Josiah and Arvilly, the one that figger
represents, said: 'Above all things have charity, for charity covers a
multitude of sin.'"

Miss Meechim and Dorothy and Robert Strong clumb clear up into the
dome twice as high as Bunker Hill monument or ruther walked up for
they hain't stairs, but a smooth wooden way leads up, up to that hite.
Miss Meechim told me when they come down that though there wuz a high
railin' it seemed so frightful to look down that immense height she
didn't hardly dare to look off and enjoy herself, though the view wuz
sublime.

But I can't describe St. Peter's no more than a ant can describe the
Zodiac, I mean an a-n-t, not mother's sister. Why, the great side
chapels are big enou