A visiting minister, preaching in a town famous for its horse races, vigorously denounced the sport. The principal patron of the church always attended the races, and of this the clergyman was later informed.
I am afraid I touched one of your weaknesses, said the pastor, not wishing to offend the wealthy one, "but it was quite unintentional, I assure you."
Oh, don't mind that, said the sportsman genially. "It's a mighty poor sermon that don't hit me somewhere."