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PREACHING, IN THE PANHANDLE
We hate to tell this and we are not
going to be any too personal in the
telling, either, but maybe some one
can find a moral in it
A Texas pastor, the other day, in
the unregenerate part of the Pan
handle, substituted a moving picture
show for the evening service, show
ing views of Egypt, the holy land,
All went well until the operator
flashed on the screen the particular
chef d'euvre of the collection, a
writhing, hissing python in his native
A yell of terror sounded in the rear
of the church; a wild-eyed cowboy
vaulted half a dozen benches and
broke for the nearest exit Several
men headed him off and subdued
"Fer land's sake, parson, gimme
religion quick. I've got 'em again !"
he screeched. They say that, as the
minister confronted the trembling
cowpuncher .nd administered the
pledge he winked at the head deacop,
but we won't vouch for that part of
FRANK, AT LAST
The minister hurried down the aisle
and grasped the stranger's hand.
"I am glad to see you with us to
night," he said; "I can see by the ex
pression m your face that you are
laboring under some deep sorrow,
some great disappointment"
"You're right; I came in here think
ing this was a movie, and having got
in, 1 didn't have the nerve to get up
and walk out" Michigan Gargoyle.
"Have you called upon those new
- people yet?"
. "No, we can't associate yith them.
"I was saved from doing it in the nick
, "What happened?"
"Why, by the merest accident I
heard that they run an open car all
winter." Judge. ,
"I have written a poem on "
The editor looked up wearily. The
blue-eyed, blonde young woman was
"I have written a poem on 'The Old
Red Barn on the Farm,' and " "
The weary look disappeared from
the editor's face.
"Ah! Delighted! Written it on the
old red barn, eh? Fine! I'll be going
along by the farm in a day or so and
I'll stop at the old red barn and
MAKING IT WORSE
"Wait a moment, lady; wait until
the car stops."
"Will you please not address me as
"I beg your pardon, madam," said
the conductor. "The best of us are
apt to make mistakes."
WAS IT SARCASM
Mrs. Owens 4 wonder if the doc
tor's wife meant anything personal
Owens What did she say?
Mrs. Owens She said we might
at least pay them a visit
The milennium, in common with
our laundry, seems in no great hurry
about showing: up.