Miss Bea, the church organist, was in her eighties and had
never been married. She was much admired for her sweetness and kindness to all.
The pastor came to call on her one afternoon early in the spring, and she
welcomed him into her Victorian parlor. She invited him to have a seat while
she prepared a little tea. As he sat facing her old pump organ, the young
minister noticed a cut glass bowl sitting on top of it, filled with water. In
the water floated, of all things, a condom. Imagine his shock and surprise.
Imagine his curiosity! Surely Miss Bea had flipped or something!
When she returned with tea and cookies, they began to chat.
The pastor tried to stifle his curiosity about the bowl of water and its
strange floater, but soon it got the better of him, and he could resist no
longer. "Miss Bea," he said, "I wonder if you would tell me
about this?" (Pointing, to the bowl) "Oh, yes," she replied,
"Isn't it wonderful? I was walking downtown last fall and I found this
little package on the ground. The directions said to put it on the organ, keep
it wet, and it would prevent disease. And you know, I haven't had a cold all
winter."
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