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Show The Lord's Intermediary. Along with tho snug littlo fortuno that Doacon Jones had accumulated as tho leading grocer of Goosovillo Covo, his bump of selt-estoem which was originally fairly largo, had Increased In-creased proportlanatcly, until, as tho richest man In tho Cove, ho felt him-solf him-solf entltlod to considerable doferonco lta patron saint, In fact. When ono day good old Parson Abbeck wont to him for a subscription to'horae missions mis-sions which ho got ho romarkod: "Deacon, I cannot help noticing that your fellow-citizens seem to hold you In high esteem." "Waal, yis," ropllod tho Doacon, complacently; "guess thrt's 'bout so. The Covers do ioqk up to me, Parson, that's a fact; an,d I woll, I look up to God!" |