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Ag" not guaranteed---Some I have told jor 20 years---Some Less

Depends on Whose Ox is Gored

Aunt Emmy is one of those colored sisters who waxes warm as the church-house preachin' progresses, and gets excited right along with the preacher. On this particular Sunday the preacher was talking about sinners, generally and particularly. After generalizing for a time, he got speci6c.

First he castigated folks who fight, who are too quict< tempered, too fast with that razor or hnife. Then whiskey drinkers got their turn. He fairly tore the hide off of drunkenness. Then he turned to the commandment "Thou shalt not steal," and what he had to say about folks who take liberties with other folks' property was enough to make the smoke fly. To all of this Aunt Emmy gave generous response, which is the manner of applause employed by colored folks at meeting in tfie deep South. "Amen !" she cried, over and over again. "Bless de