the monkey in the cage. He immediately addressed the
man who had the monkey:

"Sir, is that gintleman in the cage paying his fare? If not, I'd like
to have the sate."

The owner of the monkey lifted the cage to his lap and moved over,
giving the Irishman a seat.

"What's the nationality of that gintleman, anyway?" asked Pat.

By this time the other man was very much out of humor and said: "He's
half ape and half Irish."

"Faith, then he's related to both of us," replied the witty son of
Erin, and there were two monkeys on that car.

I'll admit this trait of humor comes in sometimes when it is quite
embarrassing, as it was to Sam Jones upon one occasion, when in the
midst of a sermon before a large audience, he said:

"All you who want to go to heaven, stand up; I'd like to take a look
at you."

The audience arose in great numbers. When seated again Mr. Jones said:
"Now all you who want to go to the devil, stand and let's have a look
at you."

All was silent for a moment and then a tall, lank, lean fellow from
the backwoods arose and said: "Well, parson, I don't care anything
special about seeing the old chap, but I never desert a friend in
trouble, specially a minister, so I guess I'll have to stand with
you."

Dr. Frank Gunsaulus told me of a time when he had to laugh under
embarrassing circumstances. He was called upon to preach the funeral
of a man who had died from the effects of drink. His friends had made
a box for the corpse and had placed in the top a ten by twelve window
glass to go over the face, but when the time came to put the top on
the box, being double-sighted from drink, they reversed the top and
had the glass at the foot of the coffin instead of the head.

The preacher took his place, as he supposed, at the head of the
deceased, when looking down his eyes fell upon a pair of feet. With
great effort he kept his face straight and conducted the service. At
the close he invited the friends to view the remains. One stimulated
friend walked up to the coffin, shook his head and turning to another
said: "Don't look at him, Jim. He's changing very fast and you won't
know him."

The great preacher is to be excused if he did laught at that funeral.

It's good to laugh, and yet, while I pay tribute to the trait of
humor, I would have the undergirding trait of all traits of character,
the trait of principle. Though you may use policy now and then, never
use a policy you must get off the heaven-bou