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Started by Genevieve Swann, June 29, 2009, 07:16:37 AM
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Quote from: Mark TwainHe was on a sorrowful mission, now, and his face was the picture of woe. Being admitted to the presence he sat down before the clergyman, placed his fire-hat on an unfinished manuscript sermon under the minister's nose, took from it a red silk handkerchief, wiped his brow and heaved a sigh of dismal impressiveness, explanatory of his business.He choked, and even shed tears; but with an effort he mastered his voice and said in lugubrious tones:"Are you the duck that runs the gospel-mill next door?"