"I am twenty-eight." _Capt._ "I think he mentioned twenty-seven; but howsomedever, he liked 'em old enough to be solid and young enough to be tender.

And he said he liked missionaries because they never used rum or tobacco and always kept their flavor.

I know I seen one young fellow who came out there from Boston.

He got up a camp-meeting in the woods; and while he was giving out the hymn, one of the congregation banged him on the head with a club, and in less than no time he was sizzling over a fire right in front of the pulpit.

They lit the fire with his hymn-book and kept her going with his sermons.