light and even now that day is at hand when he shall come to judge the world by fire. Pflaap! Ut implerentur
scripturae. Strike up a ballad. Then outspake medical Dick to his comrade medical Davy. Christicle,
who's this excrement yellow gospeller on the Merrion hall? Elijah is coming washed in the Blood of
the Lamb. Come on, you winefizzling ginsizzling booseguzzling existences! Come on, you dog-gone,
bullnecked, beetlebrowed, hogjowled, peanutbrained, weaseleyed four flushers, false alarms and excess
baggage! Come on, you triple extract of infamy! Alexander J. Christ Dowie, that's yanked to glory most
half this planet from 'Frisco Beach to Vladivostok. The Deity ain't no nickel dime bumshow. I put it to
you that he's on the square and a corking fine business proposition. He's the grandest thing yet and
don't you forget it. Shout salvation in King Jesus. You'll need to rise precious early, you sinner there, if
you want to diddle the Almighty God. Pflaaaap! Not half. He's got a coughmixture with a punch in it for
you, my friend, In his backpocket. Just you try it on.