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Thames Star, Volume VII, Issue 2061, 12 August 1875, Page 3

A stoby is told of a scene at one of Messrs. Moody and H?ankey's meetings. Among the congregation one night was a sailor. "Let all those who wish to go to heaven stand up," said Mr Moody. First one, then another, then another of the congregation rose, until at last all were standing, except the British seaman. "Don't, you want to go to heaven?'' inquired Mr Moody, " Cerjtainly," replied Jack. "Then why don't you stand up?" asked Mr Moody. "'Cos I ain't going to-laeayen with such a crew as this, skipper," said the sailor, lqokiug with un^ disguised contempt on those around him. Certaih Infebence. —When you see a physician sprinkling ashes on the icy sidewalk in front of his residence, you may know that he has retired from the profession. Misplaced Confidence.—He walked down stairs with the umbrella that he had taken with careful thoughtlessness, and, as he lifted it and tried to open it, he winked blandly afc the policeman, and lo ! it was an umbrella that the editor had prepared for such as he, and, as he prawled from under the chaos of gingham and whalebone, he forlornly said, "And yet I trusted that man." The Real Cbitekion.— Vernon, the great Trench chef used to say to those customers who praised his dinners, "Never boast of having dined well till tho next day."