"From this I am able to pour three kinds of drinks," he stated. "Some persons like water, others prefer milk, while nothing but grape juice will satisfy some. Now will you kindly state which drink you like?" and he pointed to a man in the front row.
"I'll have grape juice," was the answer.
"Very good," returned Joe. "Here you are!" He tilted the bottle, and a stream of purple grape juice ran from the flask into a goblet. Joe handed it to the man.
"It's perfectly good grape juice," Joe said, smilingly. "You need not be afraid to sample it." The man did so, after a moment's hesitation.
"Is it all right?" Joe asked. "Just tell the audience."
"It's good," the man testified.
"Take it all. I have other drinks in the bottle," Joe said.
"Save me some!" cried a boy up in the gallery, as the man drained the glass of grape juice.
"Now who'll have milk?" Joe asked.
"I will," called a boy in the second row. Without moving from where he stood Joe picked up a glass, and, from the same bottle, poured out a drink of milk which he passed to the boy, who took it wonderingly.