A YOUNG Christian solicitor in Dublin, later than usual at his office, was walking leisurely homeward one evening when he met an acquaintance.
“Hullo! how are you?” the other cried. “Whither bound?”
“I am going home, I have been late in the office,” said the solicitor.
“And I am going to the theater,” said his friend.
“Well, as I am in no hurry, I’ll turn and walk with you in that direction.” They walked together to the theater door.
“Good night,” said the Christian; “I am off home now.”
“Indeed, you are not,” said his friend. “Come in with me.”
“No, thank you.”
“Oh, man, come along what a shame to walk with a fellow to the door and turn. Come in.”
“Indeed, I will not,” said the young solicitor. “I have never been in a theater in my life, and I am not going in now.”
“You’ll he in one tonight,” said the other, as he gripped his arm and pulled him to the door. There were some iron railings which the young Christian laid hold of and held fast. Suddenly he jerked himself free and ran, Some days later he met his friend, and said to him, “I say, X., you know I am a Christian, do you not?”
“Yes, I suppose you are.”
“Well, if I had gone with you to the theater the other night when you wanted me to, what would you have thought of me?”
“What would I have thought of you? To tell the honest truth, if you had gone in with me I should not have had an atom of respect for you during the whole course of your earthly existence” —Communicated.