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Show Som( Hop. A Bcoicli parann, reniarkab e for tha Iniple force uf hla pulpit atyle, waa enlarging one Sunday upon Ihe teal - - - "Kicept ye repent ye ahull ull tlkewto perlah." "Yea. my frlenda." urged he, wlf ' olenin eurnealiieaM, "unleaH ye rt'tent e ahull na aurely perlah," deftly plne-I plne-I Ing hla It'll Inn linger on the wing til a bluebottle II y t lint hud Just nllghtcd upon the r. -ailing desk, the while tha parann'a right hand uplifted, "Juat aa aurely ut. my frlemto, 1 .lluttemd Ihla tiairlly." Hut before Ihe threatened blow do-' do-' Rrendcd the fly got away, whereupon the minister further "Improved Ihe occiialou" with ready wit, exclaiming: "There'a n ihiinee for ye yet my frletida!" London Scrap. |