| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 1145 |
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about a month he had it taken to his own dwelling and hung up in the hall near the carved oak marble-topped console table that he had sneaked last summer from 596 Grand Parade. And there it hangs unto this day: and close behind it, supported by cords of crimson silk, is a beautiful bevelled-edged card about a foot square, and upon this card is written, in letters of gold: `Christ is the head of this house; the unseen Guest at every meal, the silent Listener to every conversation.' And on the other side of the barometer is another card of the same kind and size which says: `As for me and my house we will serve the Lord.' |
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