The Lord Takes Away the Custom of a Liquor Saloon

At one time, the landlord rented the ground floor to a liquor seller. The loafers going in and out, especially on Sunday, were a great grief to Jennie and her saintly old father. They concluded to take it to the Lord together, and, said the old man,” He will be sure to attend to it; I have been young, and now am old, and I have never known Him fail me — He never does.’’ In three weeks after, the dramrseller closed his place for want of patronage.