Alphonse Karr heard a gardener ask his master permission to sleep for the future in the stable; 'for,' said he, 'There is no possibility of sleeping in the chamber behind the henhouse, sir; there are nightingales there which do nothing but guggle, and keep up a noise all the night.' The sweetest sounds are but an annoyance to those who have no musical taste: doubtless the music of heaven would have no charms to men's minds, certainly the joyful sound of the gospel is unappreciated so long as men's ears remain uncircumcised.