The Lord Takes Away The Custom Of A Liquor Saloon.
At one time, the landlord rented the ground floor to a liquor seller.
The loafers going in and out, especially on Sunday, were a great grief
to Jennie and her saintly old father. They concluded to take it to the
Lord together, and, said the old man, "He will be sure to attend to it;
I have been young, and now am old, and I have never known Him fail
me--He _never_ does." _In three weeks after, the dram-seller closed his
place for want of patronage_.
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