XII. THE CHRISTIAN GENTLEMAN.






ALL'S FOR THE BEST.

I.

FAITH AND PATIENCE.





"_I HAVE_ no faith in anything," said a poor doubter, who had
trusted in human prudence, and been disappointed; who had endeavored
to walk by the lumine of self-derived intelligence, instead of by
the light of divine truth, and so lost his way in the world. He was
fifty years old! What a sad confession for a man thus far on the
journey of life. "No faith in anything."

"You have faith in God, Mr. Fanshaw," replied the gentleman to whom
the remark was made.

"In God? I don't know him." And Mr. Fanshaw shook his head, in a
bewildered sort of way. There was no levity in his manner. "People
talk a great deal about God, and their knowledge of him," he added,