Bishop Creighton

Creighton was going along a West End square when he saw a little fellow trying to reach the knocker of a large house.
Can't you reach up so high? queried the Bishop kindly.
No, sir, said the small youngster.
Well, then, let me help you, and the Bishop mounted the three steps and gave a splendid rattat.
The little boy glanced hastily at the gentleman of the cloth. Come on, he yelled, we must both run.

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