Moth and Rust; Together with Geoffrey's Wife and The Pitfall - Mary Cholmondeley - Bog

Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal." The Vicar gave out the text, and proceeded to expound it. The little congregation settled down peacefully to listen. Except four of their number, the "quality" in the carved Easthope pew, none of them had much treasure on earth. Their treasure for the greater part consisted of a pig, that was certainly being "laid up" to meet the rent at Christmas.