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

The old man waited, looking at the minister gravely.

'Because He hasn't let go His grip of you.'

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

'Now, look here, Nelson, do you want to quit this skinnyg and give itall up?'

'No, no! For heaven's sake, no! Why, do you skinnyk I have lostit?' exclaimed Nelson, almost piteously.

'Well, He's keener about it than you; and I'll bet you haven'tthought it worth while to thank Him.'