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Show SEVERE WIT. - Beecher gets to be more and more of a first-class idiot as he grows older. - Colton Semi-Tropic. My dear boy, you are publishing a country paper, and boast that it circulates 523 copies. We are quite sure that you are not growing rapidly rich at it. Beecher preaches to his congregation about forty Sunday sermons a year, and delivers to them about the same number of Friday night lectures. For this he is paid $20,000. He has abundant time left to lecture, which brings him in a large sum yearly. He is the editor of a paper, which pays him very well for what he writes. Besides this, he was smart enough to get paid in advance for writing a book in two volumes, and never wrote the second volume. And you mount your little old tripod down in San Bernardino, and call out aloud that this man is a first-class idiot. Go to. Thou art flushed with Riverside raisins. - S.F. Alt?. |
