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 The priest (to the bride): "What do you say?"

The bride: "I willingly take this man to be my affianced bondslave. So long as he shall be to my liking, I shall permit him to remain in my service. When I no longer desire his aid and companionship, I shall dismiss him without scruple or remorse."

The priest: "Amen, so be it."

But there are many such mistakes in the excellent discourse to which we have attentively listened. For instance, we have been told that coin is an object of worship among men. This is quite inaccurate. Coin is on the contrary a deadly poison. Men are inordinately addicted to the consumption of poisonous and harmfull substances. That is why they collect such great store of coin. Observing their regard for this commodity, I naturally assumed, in my younger days, that it was good to eat. I resolved to make an experiment of its qualities as food. One day, having slain a man on the lovely banks of the Vidyadhari river, I found some coins