ll, who was
trying to overtake him. As this man drew nearer he heard the Bishop
talking rather loudly, and giving expression to some very extraordinary
language, accompanied by sundry violent flourishes of his walking-stick
and stamping of his foot, and the man was amazed as he heard Abe break
out, "Thaa 'rt a liar, thaa owd devil!" A few moments' silence
followed this outburst, during which the little man was walking like a
champion racer; then suddenly he broke out again, "I tell the' thaa 'rt
a liar, and I will n't believe a word on 't." Then followed another
brief silence, and then another excited explosion, which brought Abe to
a standstill. "Didn't I tell the' I don't believe the'? Away with
the', thaa lying old devil!"

By this time the man came up to him and said, "Why, Abe, whatever art
ta swearing abaat soa on a Sunday noight?"

"Swearing! me swearing!" exclaimed Abe. "I'm noan swearing, my lad."

"But I yeerd the' mysen."

"When?"

"Naa, this minute; thaa called somebody a lying owd devil, and sich
loike."

"Oh," said the little Bishop kindling at the sudden recollection of
what had been passing in his mind, "I've left my Sunday
pocket-handkerchief in th' pulpit at Wellhaase, and th' owd devil wor
telling me aar Sally wod scold me, and I told him he wor a lying
owd devil, and so he is; but I didn't knaw onybody could yeer me." In
this way the enemy assailed him on his way home from his pious work,
grudging him the peace of mind which a good man has in the service of
his Master. Satan would not raise any vital point of faith or duty
with Abe, because he knew he would be beaten, and Abe would be blest,
and would rise high on the wings of his faith out of the devil's reach;
but he could spring a snare upon the good man about his
pocket-handkerchief, and gradually worry and tease him into a conflict
until he forgot altogether the thought of better things.

COUNTING THE ORGAN PIPES.

Another amusing story is told of Little Abe, showing how Satan
sometimes succeeded in trailing a false scent across his path, and
leading his mind astray for a time, or, so to speak, shunting him on to
a siding, and keeping him there until he discovered the snare. He was
sitting in Berry Brow Chapel listening, or endeavouring to listen, to
the preacher; it was soon after the new organ was introduced into that
place of worship. Abe sat just opposite the organ, so that he could
not avoid seeing it. Several times