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have her name placed on the roll as a mem ber of the class. In the fall the Bible study was resumed; and one day she wheeled her chair into the room and gave the most earnest heed to the talk, which, as always-, brought out the Gospel of the grace of God- As we left the building, she was at the door with tears in her eyes, and as she took our hand she said, “I see it all now. I always thought I must keep the law to-6e saved, and yet I knew I could not. Now I know that Christ has done it for me.” Just the application of the Word of God by the Spirit of God to a heart groping in the darkness, and all was light and joy. planted them just below his window, reminding us of the corn of wheat which fell into -the ground and died that it might bring forth “life that shall endless be.” We used to sing an old Hymn in the long ago, “O, for a thousand tongues to sing my dear Redeemer’s praise,” but wouldn’t it be glorious' if we had a thousand lives to lay at His blessed feet for service in these stirring days? The calls are so many! Here comes one from a large Bible class of menin a beach town to deliver an address at their banquet. Close upon its heels comes the Midnight Mission service, and what a sight! Those poof wrecks, shuffling in at the midnight hour for a free mulligan and a chair in which to pass thev-hours till another weary day dawns and then the same old thing over again. Then we answer a phone call, and this time it is to take the Sunday morning service'in one of the city churches. Our mail contains an invitation to run up to San Quentin and talk to some of those 2500 inmates, and still another letter from the County Poor Farm sets aside a day for u s ;to spend among the class always open and ready for the joyful news. Then there are the vesper services at the Clark Home, and we must not forget the Deten-
intently. The next week we gave her a special invitation to the class, but received a courteous refusal, while others told us that she was studying so-called Christian Science. Feeling our own helplessness, we took the matter to the Lord in prayer and waited for His leading. One morning she herself spoke, saying hesitatingly, that she had been told we were too busy to be troubled, but the sum of her request was to have a ball of cotton purchased and mailed to her. We were glad indeed to attend to this errand for her, and the next week and many weeks thereafter, found her chair behind us as we gave the lesson, though she always courteously refused to TVT AMMA wanted me to tell you that papa died this morning at 1:30 and is to be buried Wednesday,” said a little fellow as he stood at the door, with the tears rolling down his cheeks.. He was the only child of the man dying of tuber culosis, about whom we wrote last month- It was Easter morning, but “Preacher Death” had called, and although loath to leave the frail little wife and boy to face a cold, unsympatheticworld, the long, weary months of suffering are over, afld now he has abundant life in Christ Jesus, who hath “abolished death and brought life and immortality to light through the Gos pel.” “My father had known him a long time,” said one of my Sunday School lads ; “he called to see him and told us the change in him was wonderful.” But why . should there not be a great change, for “if any man be in Christ, old things are passed away and, behold, all things, are become new.” How glad we are that we took our way over the hills that morning and watched him, as a little child, take in the message of God’s wonderful redemption. The Eng lish daisies are growing where thé wife
WORK IN THE SHOPS David Cant, Supt.
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