Profanity
The longshoreman was indulging in a fit of temper, which he interpreted
in a burst of language that shocked the lady passing by. She regarded
him reprovingly, as she demanded:
"My man, where did you learn such awful language?"
"Where did I learn it?" the longshoreman repeated. "Huh! I didn't learn
it, it's a gift."
* * *
The deacon carried a chain to the blacksmith to have a link welded. When
he returned to the shop a few hours later, he saw the chain lying on the
floor, and picked it up. It was just next to red hot, and the deacon
dropped it with the ejaculation:
"Hell!" Then he added hastily: "I like to have said."