Pub and Pulpit
In one of the mining villages in the
Lothians the public house was owned by a widow whose great desire it was
that her son should study for the ministry. In the fulness of time her
ambition was realised and her son achieved his call.
Years later he returned to preach in his
birthplace and on his way from the station he came across a native and
friend of his youth lying on the roadside sadly intoxicated.
"I'm very sorry John to see you in this
state" he said to the prostrate figure.
"Ay James" retorted the erring one " its
a wunnufu thing the drink. Its landit me i this ditch an ye i the
meenistry!"
