The traveling preacher set up his tent on the edge of town, so white and clean in the dust that you’d think it fell from Heaven.
He papered the town with flyers for the revival, spending extra effort around the saloons, brothels, and gambling halls. He paid the local children a few pennies to keep them pasted up.
That Sunday, the whole town attended as he preached hellfire and brimstone. He surveyed the crowd and picked out the most likely recruits.
The next world was all well and good, but he needed a crew for a job for this one.

“Danish Tent Revival” by celesteh is licensed under CC BY 2.0.

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