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Show A Missouri Collection. From Plck-Me-Up. A preacher iu southern Missouri after sending his hat around among the brethren and vainly urging them to contribute, clasped his hands, raised his voice and said: "Lord, this is the toughest crowd I have ever found. I have preached in the Black Jack neighborhood, and have ridden the Red Range circuit, but this congregation occupies a place a little further removed from the giving giv-ing spot than any people I ever saw, Amen." Then turning to the sexton, he said: "I've two gallons of old whiskey stored away not far from here. As 1 don't use liquor myself, I am going to give It to some worthy man. Carry the hat around once more?" The hat came back full of silver. The preacher went into the woods to look for his whiskey. Up to a few hours ago he had not returned. |