A young minister, in the first days of his first parish…

A young minister, in the first days of his first parish, was obliged to call upon the widow of an eccentric man who had just died. Standing before the open casket and consoling the widow, he said, „I know this must be a very hard blow, Mrs. Vernon. But we must remember that what we see here is the husk only, the shell…the nut has gone to heaven.“