{"newspaper_name": "The Columbian fountain.", "edition": "01", "page": "p4", "byline": ""}
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sWhy--why- bless me Bishop, Georgep
exclaimsdthe nowhbasbed preacher, spring
ing from the bed You hare had no supper.
/ will Instantly call up the family. Why
did you not tell us who you were''


stop, stop, my friend said the Bishop
gravely, Il want no supper here. II an old
man, loil-worn and weary, fainting with
travelling through all the summer day, was
not worthy Of meal by this family. who
profess to have set up the altar Of God in
their house, Bishop George certainly is not.
He is, at BEST but man, and has no claims
beyond common humanity