Would Do It For $2.50

Inore are a groat many people that, id thcir religión, remind me of "Únele Phil," a pious oíd darkey ot' the oíd timo in Texas. W'ell, Phil was a fervoDt Chrintian. with a great gift in prayer. He attended all the Saturday prayer meetings on tbe neighboring plantations. But Phil dcarly loved money. Near by lived a man who, not troubled by any scruples, would pay Phil a dollar to work in hts fields on Sunday. Une Sunday night Phil carne honie after dark. I aueostud him with : " Where have yqu been, Phil? " " Oh, jest knocking about, massa." " You' ve been working for Miller." " Wcll, you sec, massa, the oíd fellow is in weeds, and he jest showed me a silver dollar, and I jest oouldn't ttand it." " Ain't you afraid the devil will gct you for breaking the Sabbath ? " Phil scratched his hcad for a minute, and then said : "I guess de Lord'll 'cusa me, massa." "No; He saya: 'llcmember the Sabbath day and keep it holy.' " Phil went off, looking pretty sober, and it was not long before I heard his voice in fervent prayer back of the barn, so I thought I would slip down ncar enough to tiear. " O, Lord 1 " I heard him say, " I have this day ripped and teared, cussed and sweared at them confounded oxen of Miller'a, and jest broke the Sabbath day. O, Lord, plfíiso forglve me, tor you knows I'se nothing but a miserable heathen anyhow. If you'lljest forgive me this time 111 never du it again as long as I live - 'cepting he gives me two dollars and a half a day." At this point I was obliged to beat a hasty retreat, but I am thinking that poor Únele Phil isn't the only two dollar and a half Christian in the world.