I was reading, some time ago, of a young man who had just come out of
a saloon, and had mounted his horse. As a certain deacon passed on his
way to church, he followed and said:
"Deacon, can you tell me how far it is to hell?"
The deacon's heart was pained to think that a young man like that
should talk so lightly; but he passed on and said nothing. When he
came round the corner to the church, he found that the horse had
thrown that young man, and he was dead. You, too, may be nearer the
judgment than you think.