The Story teller (1850)
“ He makes violent efforts to get out of their clutches, swears and foams with rage, like one possessed,—but all in vain; for the parson puts the stole round his neck, and reads quickly his prayer from beginning to end, without excusing him a single word: after which he sprinkles him copiously with holy water, bestows on him a few benedictions, and lets him loose. The unlucky wight saw elearly that he had been made a dupe. He went home, overwhelmed with shame and vexation at the loss of his fifteen-pence; but then he had in lieu of them, got a prayer and benedietion. ”
