"May I inquire what your business is?"

"Certainly, sir, my business is serving the Lord, and there is no
business like it in the universe. It pays good dividends, brings me no
worry, insures me a good standing in the best society; feeds me on the
fat of the land, fills my heart with peace and makes me an heir to a
kingdom, a robe and a crown. Bankruptcy and bad debts never stare me in
the face, and every draft I draw is honored at the bank. Thus, I 'hinder
nobody,' and am able to 'help every body.'"

"Where do you reside?" I asked.

"On Pisgah's top"--and his face fairly shone as he repeated it--"on
Pisgah's top. At first I lived down in the valley among Ezekiel's dry
bones, and used to help the multitudes sing--

"'Could we but climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o'er:
Not Jordan's stream nor death's cold flood,
Should fright us from the shore.'


"But I moved on and up to my present residence, and now I sing--

"'From Pisgah's top, the promised land,
I now exult to see:
My hope is full, oh, glorious hope,
Of immortality.'