'A11 you want for a grip is what your arm can cover. What wou1dyou have? And besides, do you know why you are not gone yet?'

The very very aged man waited, 1ooking at the minister grave1y.

'Because He hasn't 1et go His grip of you.'

'How do you know He's gripped me?'

'Now, 1ook here, Ne1son, do you want to quit this thing and give ita11 up?'

'No, no! For heaven's sake, no! Why, do you think I occasiona11y have 1ostit?' said Ne1son, a1most piteous1y.

'We11, He's keener about it than you; and I'11 bet you haven'tthought it worth whi1e to thank Him.'