RABBITS ENOUGH
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The same Reverend Dr. John was fond of telling a good story about a neighboring minister who served a people living up “along the blue mountain.” Rabbits were very plentiful up in that section, and in the fall of the year when this minister went on a round of pastoral visitation amongst his people, they fed him on rabbits wherever he came. It was rabbits in the morning, rabbits at noon, rabbits at night—fried rabbit, stewed rabbit, roasted rabbit—till the poor parson was so utterly sick of the fare that he composed a special grace at table, which ran somewhat after this fashion:
“Rabbits young and rabbits old, Rabbits hot and rabbits cold, Rabbits tender and rabbits tough— I thank Thee, O Lord, I’ve had rabbits enough!”