Year: 1867

Don't stop to ask questions now,
Abby, but make me a cup of hot tea,
while | get on some dry clothes. My
soul! l think l had narrow dodge
of itp


Jack put on some dry garments, and
when he had rested awhile he drank
his tea, and in the course of an hour
all traces of exhaustion had passed
away.


i tell you, Abby, have had good
many tough jobs in my day, but I
never had one like that before. A
weaker man than | could never have
brought out that child alive


ooh, how grand it is, Jack, to use
ones strength in such cause! But
whose child was it? Do you not knowP


Before Jack could answer the outer
door was unceremoniously opened, and
Solomon Gordon entered the apart
ment. Abby shrank back in alarm
when she saw how pale and excited
| the man looked, and how he trembled,
for she did not notice the moist brim-
ming light that shone in his swollen
| eyes.


FJackv spoke the new conner, in
gasping manner, at the same time hold
ing out both his hands. He choked
and stammered, but presently gained
strength to add: COB, my God what
can l say? Jack Jackp Here the
stout man broke fairly down, and burst
| into tears.


Jack, almost as much affected as
was his visitor, arose and took the ex-
tended hand.


Never mind, Sol. It's all right


No, no, cried Gordon, 'it isn't right.
1t never can be right. Oh, what can
! do? Jack, if could only go back
to where l was this morning My God!
[ beat your child for trifing thing,
and you have saved mine from terri
Bile death, saved him almost at the ex-
pense Of your own life. Kill me if You
will. Beat me Jack. Do anything
you like, but only forgive me for what
| did to your little Freddy-forgive
me, so that this saving act of yours
shan't be always like heap of Goals
upon my head ?


And then with sudden impulse-un-
| der the influence of such an emotion
as he had never before experienced,
Jack Sprout said:


Solomon, tell you it's all right
You have more reason to thank God
that l saved your child than have.
When | went forth from my house I
was full of wrath and madness, and
curses were upon my lips and in my
heart. should have sought such re-
venge as the wild beast seeks. Is it
not better that [ found your little
| Andy in the food and is it not better
that my great strength was used in
saving his life? l forgive you, Sol
from the bottom of my heart. And
now, say, IT'S ALL RIGHT?


And so was cemented friendship
holy and lasting.


Seemingly slight perturbations in the
current of mans life sometimes work
marvellous changes for good or i'll.


abby said Jack Sprout-it was
late in the evening, and they had been
sitting for some time without speaking
Il believe [ am converted


Jack


| Iooj AooJj ain COnfoIIou' OduI
of Tarsus, that you read to Freddy
about last Sunday, was not more sud-
denly brought to light than | have
been. Really and truly, there is more
virtue in kindness than in enmity; it
blesses everything and everybody. He
who bestows it is as much blessed as
he who receives it,


And then the wife with her arm
placed gently around her husbands
neck, gently, kindly said:


Dear Jack wouldn't we both be
happier if we would try to live by the
blessed rules laid down by the Saviour2
oh, L know that they were given by
One who sought our highest good, and
l think we should find much Joy in
trying to square our lives by the gold
en- rule


And Jack with kiss, made answer:


my darling, we will try


Nightmare is now politely termed