His only extra covering was a thick woollen
muffler around his neck, yet in this way he bore uncomplaining the
brunt of storm and pelt of rain. One Sunday night after the little
Bishop had been preaching, a man came and invited him to supper before
starting for home, and he went. Supper over, Abe prepared to be off;
it was a bitter night, cold and wet. On seeing him about to start, the
good man said, "I've got something for you, Bishop." Abe looked round
and saw him standing with a big, thick overcoat open, ready for him to
put on. Without a word of remark he thrust his arms into the coat, and
his host proceeded to button it up from his throat to his heels,
smiling all the time; this done, he stood back to look at him. Abe
clapped his hands together, and shouted "Hallelujah! hallelujah!! I
can say now't else--hallelujah! a top coit! a hallelujah coit!" And
away he went out into the darkness and rain shouting, "A Hallelujah top
coit!" That garment was always known after as "the hallelujah coit."

TEMPTED OF THE DEVIL.

Every Christian knows something of the wiles of the devil, and how
busily he goes about to tease, annoy, and break the peace of the Lord's
people. Abe had many a tussel with this enemy, but in the strength of
faith and prayer he conquered him. During the early years of Abe's
Christian life the devil often endeavoured to raise doubts in his mind
on fundamental truths; but Abe was not to be moved from the faith.
What he could not understand nor explain, he yet believed with all his
heart, so that in time the enemy yielded every point of dispute up to
him, and Abe kept his heart in perfect peace, so far as these things
were concerned. If Satan came to him, it was generally on some
unimportant thing which might harass and divert from better things.
Abe would say "Th' owd enemy 's ge'en o'er playing 'th' roaring lion,'
and turned into a flee, running and hopping all o'er me." And thus the
devil would sometimes assail him, rousing his feelings, exciting his
imagination and anger, and kindling his resentment to a pitch that
sometimes made Abe almost ashamed of himself, especially as it was all
about nothing.

ACCUSED OF SWEARING.

After preaching one Sunday at Wellhouse, a place about four miles from
where he resided, he was making his way home in the cool of the summer
evening, and had got within a very short distance of Berry Brow.
Following on the same road was a man that knew Abe very we