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THOUGHT HE'D GONE.
A Yorkshire vicar, widely known for
his charitable disposition, called one
day to see a sick woman. He was
shown up to the bedroom where she
lay, to all appearance, very ill indeed.
.Speaking in a feeble whisper she be
wailed the sad condition of her family.
as the husband was out of worn, ana
they were practically destitute. The
clergyman, in the kindest manner, pro
mised to do all in his power to alleviate
their distress, and took his leave, to
the room below ne xounu iu« uuaucu,,.,
and stopped to have a word with him.
Just then one of the children ranoufc,
closing the door somewhat noisily.
Scarcely had the echoes subsided when
a loud and .hearty voice was heard call
ing from above:
" Jack, Jick! ifes towd dml le
owt?" , .
The feelings of the supposed invalid
may be imagined, when she heard the
measured tone of the vicar in reply :
"No, madam j the old devil has left
nothing!"
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