Time is Money.

Otago Witness, Issue 2200, 30 April 1896, Page 52

Time is Money.

The chapel of a northern fishing village used to depend for its services on the occasional help of the clergy of the nearest town. One very wet Snnday the clergyman who volunteered to do the duty drove over in a fly. Tolling tbe <*h&pel bell himself, he announced his arrival to the natives, but for a long time no one appeared. At last one folitary person came in and took a s^at at the very back of the chapel The cl-ryman then found his surplice, and said the service. '1 hat ended, he remarked to hia audience of one that perhaps a sermon was super* flaous.

"Oh ! pleaee go on, air," was the fla'ft6ring reply, and the clergman mounted fctae pulpit.

Iv the course of his addn ss he expressed the feat that, he was wearying his hearer, aud was g> at i fled to be told that he conld not be too long. The sermon const queutly was lengthened out to some 40 minutes.

Whf n it waa ended the preacher expressed a desire to shake hands with a gentleman who had listened to him with sach evident appreciation. Imsgiue his c ins'ernation at discovering on a nesrer view (for he w»s somewhat shortsightsd) ~tba ( ; he had been preaching to the driver of his fly, who was all the while charging overtime !