One of our popular New England lecturers tells this amusing story.
A street boy of diminutive stature was trying to sell some very young kittens to passers-by. One day he accosted the late Reverend Phillips Brooks, asking him to purchase, and recommending them as good Episcopal kittens. Dr. Brooks laughingly refused, thinking them too small to be taken from their mother. A few days later a Presbyterian minister who had witnessed this episode was asked by the same boy to buy the same kittens. This time the lad announced that they were faithful Presbyterians.
"Didn't you tell Dr. Brooks last week that they were Episcopal kittens?" the minister asked sternly.
"Yes sir," replied the boy quickly, "but they's had their eyes opened since then, sir."
