Rev. J. l. WARD, Assistant Editor.

PRICE ONE CENT.
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are coming on behind me, You are here
to steal certain trash of mine. Come, now,
you must do better than that. Draw near.
Here is this old bald head Of mine. Stand
forward Reach me now your lhievish
hand into this inveterate bosom of mine
Oh !'do but steal, rob, plumber from covet-
BUSINESS, lust and every other lingering evil, /,
and send me lighter on my way. Oh! do
this, and you shall have all my gold You
shake your head You cannot! Here, then
my friend-I am anything but heavy--you
must take me on your back"
! The thief could not stand this. He fell
upon his knees and begged the old gentle
mans forgivncss


Are you really in want: - asked the
eccentric invalid.


am" was the reply 'sbut deserve
to be SO, for have been dissipatcd and
idle, but God help me think am
changed man.


"Take this key, them" said our dying
friend "open my desk in the next room
there, (pointing to the door you will find
a purse Of gold in it; bring it to me-"


The thief did SO.


"Take that,' said the worthy humorist,
and he served out his gold literally into
the lthief's trembling hand. With tears in
his eyes, the poor penitent again fell upon
his knees, and craved blessing upon the
dying man. He was about to retire "Nay
friend, you must help me into my bed for
it," said the old gentleman, /" it is anything
but reasonable that be raised up at mid
night in this sort Of manner" According
ly the thief lifted the old man up in his
arms, and put him in bed. "Now brother
worm,'' said the queer but wise old patient,
"l asked this last piece of service for your
own good as well as mine. You will be
nothing worse for having felt the weight
and worth of an armful of poor, sinful, dy-
ing clay. 1t will help to keep in mind your
good resolutions. Christ be with you =
In his own gracious words-'go and sin no
more old Bachelor in The Scotch VII
iage.