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God. One of my friends in the old
country, a womaI, the mother OF six
boys, with her husband, came to n
of my services in the city of Lincoln.
1t was the first service of the mission,
and as they left she said to her hus-
band: Holt, what do you think of
that man." He said, II don't know
what I think of him, but I will tell
you what I think of myself. He
made me see myself; I am all wrong"
When they got home and sat at the
English tea table she looked at him
and said, Are you going to hear him
to-night?" No" he said Che was a
signalman on the Great Northern
Railway, II could not go unless l
went in my uniform, for I have to go
on duty. You can go and take n
of the boys" They came, the mother
and her boy. and before the meeting
was over both of them entered the in
curry room and gave themselves to
Jesus. When you looked at the wom-
an her face showed that a change had
taken place. The light of the morn
ing was there, a little bit Of the light
that breaks over the tops Of the cliffs
of eternity, and made it beautiful.
She had been praying, and the fash
ion of her countenance was changed.
On the Saturday night following, at
the prayer meeting. this woman got
up and said: God has done great
things for me this week. Last Sun
day He saved me, and since five OF
my boys have been converted. And
now I am praying for my husband.
He is a wicked man and drinks and
swears. But he is the father Of my
boys and I am praying for him and
my first born. I have been praying
for them all this week, night and day.
"They will both be converted to-
morrow. If God does. not save them,
that book (holding the Bible up IN
her HANDY is not true" 1 cannot tell
you the thrill that swept through the
room as that woman made that state
ment. Sunday morning broke crisp
and clear, for it was a January morn
ming, and that man left his signal box
and started for his little cottage.
When he reached it his wife was still
up stairs. It was her custom to be
up and waiting. for him, but she was
so exercised about her husband and
bad worn herself out praying for him,
that she had fallen asleep and over
slept. mot down YETI" he shouted
I'D to her. II am sorry" she replied
II will be down directly" When she
got down he said: LET me have my
breakfast. I will get what sleep l
can this morning. I am going to
hear that mar this afternoon and to-
night" That's right" she said. I'VE
have been praying for YOU" PRAY
ing for me? You prayed?" he asked.
Yes" said the wife, II have not had
a chance to tell you, but God saved
me last Sunday. and five Of our chill
dren are converted, and we have been
praying for you. all Of u.s." For
me?" eyes, and Gipsy Smith prayed
for you last night" For me-"
Eyes. and everybody in the church
said Amen" What time was it,"
the husband asked. "As near as I
can tell, it was half-past eight The
tears ran down the mans cheeks like
bubbles on a mountain stream. and
for a few minutes" he could not find
words, but when he did he said: Al
half-past eight the line was clear, and
I had nothing to do but think. was
left alone with nv conscience, and I
thought Of you and the boys and what
a wicked life I have lived, a Christless
life, and I threw myself on the cabin
floor and cried, God be merciful to
me. a sinner He heard me, and at
half-past eight, while you were pray
ing for me. He answered your prayer
and saved my soul" That woman
gripped God and her husband with
mighty, prevailing prayer. and you
and I may do the same thing II we
only have faith in God. The Lord
teach us how to pray!
Don't you think there is great need
for something to be done in this great
city? Something needs to come to
pass to make the people Of New York
City stop in their mad rush for money
and pleasure and their selfshness and
think about God and better things.
Listen! That will come to pass il
you and I will pray. The Lord help
US to pray! Jesus prayed, n He
asked His disciples to pray. And
Jesus prayed 1.-The Lord of the har-
vest" to "send forth laborers into His
harvest" Will you, for His dear
sake, get beneath the weight of THE
city and lift it a little neare to God?
Lift it in your arms of faith. in your
heart Of pity. in your believing and
prevailing prayer, nearer to God. we
must all pray, you, me, n pray all
the time.