will not suffer us to be tempted beyond that we are able, and has bidden
us cast all our care upon him. He will be only too willing to guide us
and uphold us by his power, if we will but let him keep us and lead us
far from all temptation."

"Then what would you do, mother, if you were in my place when the anger
comes up?"

She stooped and kissed him. "I would say, 'Jesus, help me,' and leave it
all to him."

Just then a step sounded at the door. Some one entered, and a cry of
"Father! Oh, father!" burst from the children. The mother sprang,
trembling, to her feet. It was the long-lost husband and father!

Then the lamp was lighted, and the traveler told his loved ones the
story of his long absence; how he had embarked at Jeddah on a foist
bound for the head of the Red Sea; how he had been shipwrecked; had
become ill of a fever as the result of exposure; and how he had at last
made his painful way home by traveling overland.

As they thus sat, talking in ecstasy of joy at their reunion, the door
opened and Yusuf entered with the girl in his arms.

Water was sprinkled upon her face and she soon recovered. She placed her
hand on her brow in a dazed way, then sprang up, and, just pausing for
an instant in which her wondrous beauty might be noted, dashed off into
the night.

"It is Zeinab, the beautiful child of Hassan," said the Jewess. "She