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things seriously before, she and Tom . Life had been too full of fun and thrills, and of each other. A peculiar little thrill shot through ■her as she heard her lips saying, “ Doesn’t the Bible say, ‘All things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose’ ? W e love Him, don’t we? And aren’t we ‘the called’ ? All true Christians are, aren’t they?” . . Mary Louise was astonished at herself. This, then, was where her peculiar sense of strength had come from— from God! He shifted restlessly. “ I can’t see it. It isn’t practical.” “ Do we have to, Tom ? Perhaps He has a better plan for us.” “ Better! You mean He doesn’t want us to get married?” “ I mean, perhaps He— ” She was more astonished at herself than ever. But there was something thrilling about talking in this way of— of spiritual things. “ O h!” she exclaimed suddenly, “ it’s going to hurt terribly not to be able to do as we planned — terribly!’’ Tears came, and for a moment she could not speak at all. Then she fin ished, “ I don’t see how it can work out for us, but I’m going to try to believe it, and — oh, it hurts so—oh, Tom, I do love you so-.” “ I don’t think God is fair in letting it happen,” he said in the same monotone. “ I’ve tried to walk as straight as any young fellow ever could. I’ve gone to church, I’ve helped at home, I’ve turned down all the temptations to run wild with the rest of the fellows, I’ve lived honestly. And this is what I get out of it!” He straightened up suddenly. “ I’m going to cut loose from it a ll! Who cares, any way?” “ Going to cut loose? Who cares? You’re not going to do any such thing! You’re going to be the same Tom Mauer I’ve al ways known! You’re going to face this new thing—this terrible thing that has happened to us, and together we’re going to conquer it. It really won’t matter so much, will it, if we have to wait until next fall?” She knew it would matter; it would not be easy to surrender the one thing to which they had looked forward all winter. It would be harder for him than for her if— if he didn’t believe. Like a flash it came to her. She had never known it before. It was her faith in God that had made her so happy, that had kept her spirit singing all her life. He answered her question. “The next fall after next, or the next after that!” “ If I’d only known, I’d have taught this year. I could have had the Granger coun try school, the one we passed back there on the highway.” “ You could have h ad!” He laughed. It was late when the rented car stopped at the Haynes’ home. It was too late even for Tom to come in. “You’re coming for lunch tomorrow eve ning,” she^told him. “Mother is expecting you.” When he had gone, Mary Louise went blindly up the walk. [To be continued ]
OUR LITERATURE TABLE Afterglow; Life and Letters o f Josephine Princell By ANNA J. LINDGREN Mrs. Josephine Princeli was the remarkable wife of a remarkable man, Professor J. G. Princell. Both of these strong personalities played an important part in Swedish church life in America. Professor Princell preceded his wife in death, and she became his biographer. Mrs. Princell; lived until she was ninety-three years of age and continued to minister on the platform and through her pen until the end of her journey. She lived- a rich and a fruitful life and was worthy of a well-written biography. Anna J. Lindgren, because of her unusual literary ability, and because of her intimate friendship with ■Mrs. Princell, was the logical person to produce this biography. She has done her work well. It is very evident that the writing of this book was a labor of love. Any one who ¡s' familiar with the work of God among Swedish people will find this book par ticularly fascinating. Miss Lindgren also has written a devotional book entitled In His Presence which has been a blessing to many readers. 148 pages. Free Church Publications, 4211 N. Hermitage Ave., Chicago, III. Cloth. Price 81.00—-P.W.R. The “ Unity” Cult Compared with the Word o f God By NANCY H. GRIFFIN • By carefully comparing each of the fundamental points of the doctrine of the Christian faith with the tenets of Unity, the author clearly points out the Satanic origin of the cult. Each Scripture cited in refutation is quoted, enabling the reader to clearly see the authority of the Word of God. Concise and ' comprehensive, the booklet should prove its value to the Christian who wants to be informed concerning modern “isms.” 24 pages. “His Word” Tract Society, Box SS, Station “C,” Pasadena, Calif. Paper. Price 5 cents. In a booklet especially appropriate for the Easter season, the author presents from his life-long accumulation of Hebrew learning the Passover sym bols of the Exodus, the Lamb of God on the cross, and His three days and three nights in the tomb as adequate proof of the deity and Messiahship of our Lord, and in favor of Friday, the fourteenth of Nisan as the crucifixion day. 29 pages. American Board of Missions to the Jews, Inc., 31 Throop Avenue, Brooklyn, New York. Paper. Price 25 cents. Christ for Russia Many thousands of Russian souls are still perish ing without having heard of Christ . . . will you let them pass into a hopeless grave? Christ gave His life for them just as for you . . . What are you doing that they should know it? How often do you pray for the Russians? Have you sent at least one dollar for their salvation? Please pray earnestly and then— do something for sending the Gospel to the multitudes of Russians in Russia, and her border states as well as relief to the suffering Christians in Soviet Russia. Do it right away, before many more pass away without any knowledge of Christ. Your best way to reach the Russians is through the first and oldest Mission Work for Russians: THE RU SSIAN M IS S IO N A R Y SOCIETY, INC . Miss M. FETLER, r e p l y ) Colonel the Rev. F. J. Miles, D.S.O., O. B. E., V.D., General Secretary of the R.M.S., outstanding preacher and conference speaker, will (D.V.) be touring the United Slates and Canada from fuly 10, 1938, to February 28, 1939. Churches and organizations desiring a visit from Colonel Miles should communicate vnth one of our offices as soon as Possible. (American Secretary) 1844 W. Monroe St., Chicago, III., U. S. A. Rev. J. F. HOLLIDAY, (Chairman.Canadian Beard) 777 Broadview Ave.. Toronto, Ont, Canada (M e n t io n T h e K in g ’ s B u s in e s s in y o u r Not Here— But Risen! By HERBERT LOCKYER Appropriate as an Easter remembrance, this re freshing meditation on the resurrection of our Lord is a vital message. Religions boast of dead leaders; Christianity is a living Christ. That is the keynote of this song of praise. 16 pages. The Bible Institute Colportage Ass’n. Paper. Price 10 cents. A Passover Trilogy By JOSEPH HOFFMAN COHN
SONG AT TWILIGHT [ Continued from Page 148] little noises now, cooling off after being almost too hot. They were silent. The cool breezes fan ned their cheeks. She could feel it coming, whatever it was. “ I’m waiting for you to tell me,” she said. “ It can’t be as bad as you— as you— ” “ As bad as I act? Yes, it can. It’s a whole lot worse.” “Worse? W hat?” Then he blurted it out, “W e’ll have to —there won’t be any wedding June first.” He felt her hand tremble on his arm, felt her slump a little beside him. Her little dream world came down in a crash all about her. No wedding! Why, they had planned it all winter, talked it, dreamed it, lived it— and for it! She could not speak. “Lost my job,” he announced in a stiff monotone. A part of the heavy burden lifted from her heart. Was that all? They needn’t post pone the wedding because of that. She and her mother were rich, at least well off. Anyway, it’d be a simple matter for him to get another job. Did he need a job, really? “ Is that all?” she asked. But she was still afraid. “ No. This— this car.” “W ell?” “ I lost the other one. Couldn’t pay for it—that is, couldn’t keep up the payments. Oh, I’ve been a fool, Mary Louise, trying to keep up appearances because you didn’t know anything about poverty. I’ve been driving a fine car, spending a lot of money when I should have been saving it. I thought my job was secure. And now every thing has crashed all at once.” She was numb, cold. “ I don’t see anything to be ashamed of in losing your job,” she told him, trying to think. “ I’ve made a failure. You thought I owned the car, that I was wealthy.” “ I didn’t do much thinking about it at all. I was thinking more of our happiness.” “ I guess it’s time we both did some think ing,” he managed to say. “ I guess there’s more to getting married than just love.” She felt suddenly very brave, a new strength coming from somewhere, giving her courage. “ I’ll go to work, too, and we’ll be married in the fall. “Listen, Tom ,” she said cheerily, “ every thing is going to be all right. What do we care if we can’t have a big, new model car? This is good enough for us to start with — plenty.” Other couples she knew didn’t have as good a car as this. “ This one is rented,” he said dully. She felt her courage slipping again. Was it as bad as that? “ But it’ll have to come out all right. Things do, don’t they?” She suddenly thought of something. Where had she heard it? Or read it? In school? In church? Where? Then she remembered, and felt a little awed when she realized she was about to quote to him a Bible verse. They had never discussed serious
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