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Show No Cai'se for Alarm. A young preacher who was staying at a clergy house was in the habit of retiring to his room for an hour or more each day to practice pulpit oratory. ora-tory. At such times he filled the house with sounds of fervor and pathos and emptied it of almost everything else. "A -well-known bishop happened to be visiting a friend in the house one day when the budding orator was holding forth. "Gracious me!" exclaimed the bishop, starting up in assumed terror, "pray, what might that be?" "Sit down, bishop," his friend replied. re-plied. "That's only your D practicing prac-ticing what he preaches." |