The morning times., 1896-04-12

the road. After time came to more
deserted place on the outskirts OF the
suburb, and I was soon almost In the
country. The birds sang, the green things
were springing from the earth. 1t was
peaceful, beautiful time and place.
/ followed along up the canal, singing
hymns to myself. A negro of the lowest
possible type was scuffing along behind
me, and persisted in keeping so close to
me that was in terror OF him. Happily
party Of men and boys on wheels came
along, and one OF them alighted to roll
his nag and walk. He engaged the negro
in conversation. and that individual, feel
Ing the latent hope that ever exists in his
kind for tip, quickened his pace at once
10 a sort OF hobble or a dog tFOt and
left me TO pursue my way unmolested.
When i arrived at that place directly op-
pOsite the little m issiOn chapel | lea ned ON
the parapet of the canal aud gazed across
at the square brick building, SO old aud
picturesque, standing over beyond the
murky water. A slender cross over the
door cast its shadow directly over the tow
path.
I leaned there and gaZed at 1t until
the missionary came TO the door for some
purpose and looked up aud down the thor
oughrare. She saw me almost at once
and gave a start. She looked at me in
troubled way, l thought. though I could
not see the expression OF her face across
the canal.
While sue was still regarding me, evi
IDENTIFY not knowing what to do. / started
on to the place little beyond where 4
path descends at the side OF the road TO
the conduit that passes under the canal
In about ten minutes more i had gained
the other side, scrambled up the hill again.
and as she had passed in and closed tie
door / began a fantastic and continuous
rat-a-tat at the easement.
The missionary soon opened the door,
and, seeing me on the threshold exclaimed.
Lizzie! Oh, my SOUL. Where did you come
from-how did you get here?''
did not answer her, hut pushed by her
into the little room and sat down on u
bench, and peered through my crazy locks
at both her and her little daughter. / stiH
clasped my Bible and folded it on my
breast.
Lizzie, tell me where you have been"
To the worried and puzzled woman's
question 1 suddenly replied:
Are you child OF God?''
''Yes, my poor child. But why do you act
this way? Let ue help you
I'VE have TO cast out de yils,'' / exclaimed
shrilly. You have to cast out devils.
We have TO go now, right away
'W here do we have to go?'' sa id the mis-
sloDary, trying to put back my hair.
1--WE have TO go today l went on in 4
frenZied tone, Ito the Presidents house
The prince OF devils is there, BeelzebUb
We must cast it OUT
Lizzie, You mustn't talk like that: you
must keep quiet, or you will get into
trouble
Devils, devils. devils.'' reiterated, ve-
hemently.
"Oh, what shall do with her, sighed
| the frightened and perpIexed woman, while
| her little girl elung to her skirts and looked
| at me in wonder.
Come on said. getting ap.
Wait, Lizzie. dear, and I'll make you
some tea said the missionary. And |
| settled back on the bench with a fixed and
| rigid glare at the wall
The missionary made me some tea over a
| fire in the CRATE, and she gave me it to drink
| with a roll to eat and an orange. / ate it
! to give her time to think. How l wondered
| what she was deciding.
Where is your coat, Lizzie?'' asked the
| lady. You had a good coat on last night,
| AMI YOU had bag. What did you DO with
! them?''
Threw 'em in the canaI,'' said.
| I'm the canal? Why what for?''
| must go. We must be about our Father 5
| business. Come on, come on
| / had taken hold of her arm and was
| "a ising my voice.
Very well, Lizzie she said. getting
| up and putting on her coat. Il will go
with you. Come, Ruthie. get your things
| on
| Aren't We going 10 have Sun1a Y school?'
asked the child.
Not today, dear; we must 20 with poor
/ IfzZie''