MY PEOPLE
Rhys Shop proclaimed in the Seiet that the Terrible Man’s anger was like the pierce of a new pitchfork against Betti Lancoch. Joshua fell on his knees in his pew, wept, and prayed. Thus the Lord comforts His children: when Joshua arose, lo, his eyes were dry, and he turned his face upon the Big Seat, and addressed the men of the high places of Capel Sion. He said:
“Little people, I pray you now not to think too harshly of me because my sister brings this abomination upon the nice Capel. Look you mercifully upon my affliction. Priscila fach is badly cut about it. She is not here to-night. You know how it is with Priscila—how the Big Father is blessing her with another child. The Lord, little people, will administer the rod of correction on this slut who so shamelessly sows the seeds of iniquity; she will reap vanity. Stand you by me and Capel Sion: if I am wrong, sure indeed the
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