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Show No Brimstone A circuit rider, encountering many a meal that needed seasoning, carried car-ried with him a tiny bottle of tabasco ta-basco sauce, and put it on the table before him at eating houses. A stranger, eyeing it with curiosity, curi-osity, asked permission to try tt; and put a liberal quantity on a piece of beef, which he then bolted. There was a pause. The ftranger (gulping down a glass of water) "Say, parson, you ( preach hell, don't you?" The circuit rider "1 feel It my duty to remind the wicked that there la retribution beyond the grave." Stranger "Anyhow, you're the first preacher I've seen that carriea samples." |