Old Mrs. Wilson loved to hear a fiery sermon. She would sconce her comfortable bulk in the pew, rock back and forth in time to the minister's cadences, take a dip of snuff and cry "A-a-a-men," at every piece of ministerial denunciation. When the minister spoke harshly of sex, drinking, smoking, and drug-taking, she approved heartily, taking snuff at each item and emitting her rolling "A- a- a-men." Finally the minister began, "And now let me talk about another vicious habit that, fortunately, is going increasingly out of fashion. I refer to the deplorable practice of snuff-dipping..." Whereupon Mrs. Wilson sat bolt upright and muttered under her breath, "Wouldn't you know? He's stopped preaching' and commenced to meddling'!"