But, I suppose, some notion'll keep you out of being Episcopal too.

You'll try to be just as poor and ungenteel as you can.

Folks with notions always do." "If I was going to be a minister, I would find out the poorest sect in the country, the one that all your genteel folks turned up their noses at--the Winnebrenarians, or the Mennonites, or the Albrights, or something of that sort.

I would join such a sect, and live and work for the poor--" "Yes, I'll be bound!" said Mrs.Plausaby, feeling of her breastpin to be sure it was in the right place.
"But I'll never be a parson.

I hope I'm too honest.