Is not much of our praying of as little significance as the profanity
mentioned below:
Mr. Pierson was a man of no religious principles. Without
exception he was the most profane man I ever knew. He would
hardly utter a word without an oath. His habit of profanity had
become so inveterate that it seemed almost as involuntary as his
breathing. The wife of a clergyman, for whom he was working at
one time, reproved him, when he pleasantly replied:
“Why, madam, I don’t mean anything when I swear, any more than
you do when you pray.”--ASA BULLARD, “Incidents in a
Busy Life.”
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