The Blasphemer Cowed

The boldest blasphemers are often the greatest cowards. “I will give you ten shillings,” said a man to a profane swearer, “if you will go into the village graveyard at twelve o’clock tonight, and swear the same oaths you have uttered, when you are alone with God.” “Agreed,” said the man; “an easy way to make ten shillings.” “Well, come tomorrow and say you have done it, and you shall have the money.” Midnight came. It was a night of great darkness. As the swearer entered the cemetery not a sound was heard; all was as still as death. The gentleman’s words came to his mind. “Alone with God!” rang in his ears. He did not dare to utter an oath, but fled from the place crying, “God be merciful to me a sinner.”