A preacher was winding up his temperance sermon with great
fervor. "If I had all the beer in the world, I'd take it and throw
it into the river."
And the congregation cried, "Amen!"
"And if I had all the wine in the world, I'd take it and throw it
in the river."
And the congregation cried, "Amen!"
"And if I had all the whiskey and demon rum in the world, I'd take
it all and throw it in the river."
And the congregation cried, "Amen!"
The preacher sat down.
The deacon stood up. "For our closing hymn," he announced, "let us
turn to page 126 and sing, 'We shall gather at the river'."
