od
o' t' reet haand; thee never puts t' left ter aught if t' reet 'll do t'
wooark, and t' Looard knows there be many a sin 'at's loike t' reet
haand ter His fouks, and there's many a fouk as 'ud saay o' t' drunkin',
swearin' waays: 'Aw can't gi'e un oop; aw mun ha'e a drop, or rap oot t'
oath soom while, and t' good Looard 'll forgi'e un and let un inter t'
kingdom by and bye;' but what does t' good Looard saay?"

"Cut un off, cut un off," called out Sarah Ann, who had been hanging on
her neighbour's interpretation with open mouth.

"Ay, lass, thee sees it, and thee mun be willin' to cut un off before t'
Looard 'll gi'e thee His forgiveness, and let thee inter t' kingdom o'
His graace below; thee knows now 'at He never meant t' poor haand ter
suffer for t' sin o' t' soul; if thee sins thee 'lt suffer; but thou mun
never tak' t' poonishment o' thysen agaain; thou'lt cut off t' drink,
lass; thou mun promise 'at ter t' Looard and t' fouks."

"Ay, ay, Jane, aw'll promise 'at! aw'm not loike to forget coom a greeat
while wi' t' hand ter mind me," said Sarah Ann, looking regretfully down
at the useless member.

"Aw'll see to curin' un; aw've soom rare ointment oop at hoom; aw'll
fetch un, and then aw'll coom and redd oop for thee;" and so saying Jane
left the house, and sore as her bodily anguish was, Sarah Ann knelt and
thanked the Lord that He had borne the punishment for all her sins; and
once more, in a very ignorant fashion, doubtless, but in earnestness and
singleness of purpose, she gave herself to Him to be kept from her
besetting sins; promising, in His strength, to "cut un off," now and for
ever, and we are glad to say the promise was faithfully kept.

When her neighbour returned with healing appliances, she listened with
heart-felt praises on her own lips to the song of praise that was being
raised, and joined in words that to her had long been sweetly familiar:

"My Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine;
For Thee all the pleasures of sin I resign;
My gracious Redeemer, my Saviour art Thou;
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus 'tis now."

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"OUT OF THE WAY."

"THAT was a fine sermon, Herbert! A masterpiece of eloquence and
forceful teaching combined," said Mrs. Green to her husband, as they
walked home one Sunday morning after service.

A look of pain crossed the good deacon's face, and he answered:

"I have news whi