Passing the Buck

Some years ago a good man...came to us. He talked me out of my old faith; and after a while, thinking that he must know more of these matters than an ignorant Indian, I joined his church and became a Methodist. After a while, he went away, another man came and talked; and I became a Baptist; then another man came and talked and i became a Presbyterian. Now another one has come, and wants me to be an Episcopalian...all these people tell different stories, and each wants me to believe his special way is the only way to be good and save my soul. I have about made up my mind that either they all lie, or that they don't know any more about it than I did at the first