Equality before Him

It has been said of the Duke of Wellington, that once, when he remained to take the sacrament at his parish church, a very poor old man went up the opposite aisle, and, reaching the communion table, knelt down close by the side of the Duke. Someone came and touched the poor man on the shoulder and whispered to him to move farther away, to rise and wait until the Duke had received the bread and wine. But the eagle eye and the quick ear of the great commander caught the meaning of that touch and that whisper. He clasped the old man’s hand and held him to prevent his rising; and in a reverential undertone, but most distinctly, said, “Do not move: all are equal here.”

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