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Connor, Ralph, Pseudonym, 1860-1937

"The Sky Pilot in No Man's Land"

"You can't hear much when you are asleep."
"I hear enough to know that he's no good as a preacher. I hear they're
going to fire him."
"I tell you what it is, Stewart," said Sandy, "I don't believe you would
know a good sermon if you heard one."
"What's that you say? I've heard the best preachers in the country that
breeds preachers, in the country where preachers grow like the berries
on the bramble bushes. I know preaching, and I like good preaching,
too."
"Oh, come off, Stewart! You may be a good judge of dogs, but I'm blowed
if I am going to take you as a judge of preachers."
"The same qualities in all of them, dogs, horses, preachers," insisted
Duff.
"How do you make that out?"
"Well, take a horse. He must be a good-looker. This preacher is a
good-looker, all right, but looks ain't everything. Must be quick at the
start, must have good action, good style, staying power, and good at
the finish. Most preachers never know when to finish, and that's the way
with this man.


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