artily, sir. But I must warn you that you have undertaken no
light task. We shall have to dispose of many thou----"
"We will make them vanish," broke in the minister, "like half-pence in the
hands of a conjuror."
"I know," said "Cobbler" Horn, with a smile, "that you ministers are well
able to dispose of the money."
"Yes, I suppose we are. But, dear friend, let it be understood, at the
outset, that I can be no party to your defrauding yourself."
"It is all the Lord's money," said "the Golden Shoemaker."
"Yes; but, if you employ it for Him, He means you to have your
commission."
"Oh, as to that, a very little will serve. My wants are few."
"My dear friend," remonstrated the minister, "are you not in danger of
falling into a mistake? God has given you the power to acquire a great
deal of the good of this world; and I don't think it would be right for
you not to make a pretty complete use of your opportunities. Though you
should be ever so generous to yourself, and live a very full and abundant
life, you will still be able to give immense sums of money away; and such
a life would fit you all the better to serve God in your new sphere."
"You think that, do you, sir?" asked "Cobbler" Horn, evidently impressed.
"I certainly do."
"Well, I will consider it; for I dare say you are right. But to return to
what we were talking about just now, perhaps, sir, you could give me a
hint or two, this morning, with regard to my money?"
Thus invited, Mr. Durnford ventured to mention several cases of individual
necessity with which he was acquainted, and to indicate various schemes of
wide-spread benevolence in which a man of wealth might embark.
"Cobbler" Horn listened attentively; and, having entered in his note-book
the names Mr. Durnford had given him, promised also to consider the more
general suggestions he had made.
"I am very much obliged to you, sir," he said; "and shall often come to
you for advice of this kind."
"As often as you like, Mr. Horn," laughed the minister; "it doesn't cost
much to give advice. It is those who follow it that have to pay."
"Yes," rejoined "Cobbler" Horn; "and that will I do most gladly."
So saying, he rose from his seat, and held out his hand.
"Good morning, sir!"
"Good morning, my dear sir!" said the minister, grasping the proffered
hand. "By the way, how is Miss Owen getting on?"
"My dear sir, I owe you eternal gratitude for having made me acquainted
with that y
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