An English sailor lately took his child to be christened, and happening to hold it on the wrong arm for the clergyman to take it, was asked to "turn the child." upon which he turned it face downward. "No, no," said the parson, "turn it my good man," when he turned it face uppermost, as before. In this dilemma an old post captain sitting in the gallery came to the rescue, and sang out, "End for end, Jack." "Ay ay, sir," said the sailor, and pitched his son and heir over on the other arm.
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