ABSTRACT
Phil looked down thoughtfully on the ground, and murmured: "Why should God like the rich better than the likes of us, I wonder,
and give them such a lot, and leave hardly anything for the poor!" " I can't tell, I 'm sure," said the simple Ned ; " but the chaplain
says we are to have our reward by-and-by when we die, and that a rich man might as well try to squeeze himself through the eye of a needle as to get into the kingdom of Heaven."
