Gave the Preacher a Pointer

1895

"Of course," says a traveling evangelist, "I get a good deal of advice from the local brethren, but it was down in Georgia that I got the queerest 'pointer,' if I may use the expression. I had scarcely registered at the little hotel and brushed the dust of travel from my clothes when the chief deacon called on me. 'I suppose, brother,' he said, 'that yoe mean toe preach the flowery path toe destruction, and the narrer way toe the blessed land, and all the hard times it is gittin there, don't yoe?' I answered that it was likely that I might expand a little in that line. 'Waal,' he said, 'I want toe tell yoe right now that it won't do at all. These here fellers round here is so doggone lazy that they'll jist take the easy road. Understand?' " — New York Tribune.