"Is there anyone present who wishes the prayers of the congregation for a relative or friend?" asks the minister.
"I do," says the angular lady arising from the rear pew. "I want the congregation to pray for my husband."
"Why, sister Abigail!" replies the minister. "You have no husband as yet."
"Yes, but I want you all to pitch in an' pray for one for me!" Some time ago the wife of an assisstant state officer gave a party to a lot of old maids of her town. She asked each one to bring a photograph of the man who had tried to woo and wed her. Each of the old maids brought a photograph and they were all pictures of the same man, the hostess's husband.
