A Personal Devil

"I believe n a personal devil," said Mr. tloody, at a recent revival meeting held in a re mote western oity. "That's true, tliat's rue - you're right there, strenger," said an old farmer, rising f'rom bis seat in his earnestness. Whereupon a calm-f'aoed wouan rose f'rom the otber end of tbe seat, ook him by the ear, and led liim slowly out, and the assembly knew then, fnr the rat time, that the old man1 mind was illcd witli domestic thoughts instead of the lercafter.