HIS TITLE DEEDS.
The deacon of a Church lay dying. He had been a successful merchant, and he was about leaving this world to give an account of his stewardship. When he was near his end, he asked his wife to bring him his title-deeds. The lady went to his private drawer, and drew out some musty papers relating to his property, which she took to him. As soon as he saw them, he said—
"No, no; that is not what I mean. Bring me the New Testament."
It was brought, and he had it opened at Romans viii. 33—"Who shall lay anything to the charge of God's elect?"
He shortly after closed his eyes in death, his finger continuing to rest on the verse.