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Show He E existed tiikDkvil. A colored bn thcr whoeo eyes were wateiy, and who lind evidently been imbibing t-x peril tue whieh , was telling bis young lticnd George Ibat ho ouRbt to jiue too. Said George, 'T would, but de temptation to do wrong in too ;ntron f t me." "Wbar's yer backbone, back-bone, dat ye can't roee up bui! dand lemptttion ?'' exclaimed Brother Peter. "I was dat way myself once. Right in J is yere town I had a chance tosttal a pair of boots mighty nue onec, too. Nobody was dar to see mo, Mid I reached out my band, and de rlebbil said take 'em. Den a good spirit whispered for mo to let dem boots alone." ''An' you didn't take 'em?" "No, sab. not much. took a pa'r o' cheap oboes oil de whelf, an' I left dem boots alone !" RioLv roond Whig, |