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"DONE WITH THE BIBLE."
Lincoln never told a better story than this:
A country meeting-house, that was used once a month, was quite a
distance from any other house.
The preacher, an old-line Baptist, was dressed in coarse linen
pantaloons, and shirt of the same material. The pants, manufactured
after the old fashion, with baggy legs, and a flap in the front, were
made to attach to his frame without the aid of suspenders.
A single button held his shirt in position, and that was at the collar.
He rose up in the pulpit, and with a loud voice announced his text thus:
"I am the Christ whom I shall represent to-day."
About this time a little blue lizard ran up his roomy pantaloons. The
old preacher, not wishing to interrupt the steady flow of his sermon,
slapped away on his leg, expecting to arrest the intruder, but his
efforts were unavailing, and the little fellow kept on ascending higher
and higher.
Continuing the sermon, the preacher loosened the central button which
graced the waistband of his pantaloons, and with a kick off came that
easy-fitting garment.
But, meanwhile, Mr. Lizard had passed the equatorial line of the
waistband, and was calmly exploring that part of the preacher's anatomy
which lay underneath the back of his shirt.
Things were now growing interesting, but the sermon was still grinding
on. The next movement on the preacher's part was for the collar button,
and with one sweep of his arm off came the tow linen shirt.
The congregation sat for an instant as if dazed; at length one old
lady in the rear part of the room rose up, and, glancing at the excited
object in the pulpit, shouted at the top of her voice: "If you represent
Christ, then I'm done with the Bible."
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