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THE MAN WITH A GRUDGE

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Jul 3, 1893

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 19, No. 34.

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THE MAN WITH A GRUDGE.

THERE was once a man who bore a grudge, Stoutly he bore it many a year; "Beware!" said the parson. He answered, "Fudge! Well it becomes me; never fear.
"Men for this world, and saints for heaven; 'Give as you get' is a good old rule; My loaf shall rise with a livelier leaven; Too much of meekness shows a fool."
The longer he bore it, the more it grew, Grew his grudge, as he trudged along, Till in sight of the pearly gate he drew, And heard within it a wondrous song.
The shining porter said, "Walk in." He sought to do so; the gate was straight; Hard he struggled his way to win; The way was narrow; the grudge was great.
He turned in haste then to lay it down; He strove to tear it away—to cut; But it had fast to his heart strings grown. "Oh, wait!" he cried; but the door was shut. —Int. Good Templar.