"It is certain, according to verse fourteen, that we have a strait
gate, and none, on this road, imagine or claim that the way is broader
than it is; so we are credited with having it called 'narrow,' for it
is as narrow as we claim it to be."

"Notwithstanding your explanation and the relief these glasses have
given me, my conscience is still troubled, and methinks I hear a voice
from this Bible chiding me. This is the chief barrier to my real
happiness," she boldly confessed.

"Thou shouldst not dwell in fear," spoke the shining adviser. "Do not
allow the errors of any false teaching to mar the peace and happiness
of this way. Bid farewell to all thy inward doubting, and taste the
imperishable sweetness of the world, turning a deaf ear to the voice
that chides thee unkindly."

"But the voice comes from my Bible," she tremblingly declared.

"Truly said, Miss Church-Member; it comes far enough _from_ the Bible.
Why not listen to the voice that is the Bible. Thou art in harmony with
every part of Scripture. Let not false voices drive thee on to deeper
grief."

She then looked at the shining form with more curiosity than ever
before.

"Who can this be?" she asked Mr. World in a passing whisper. "You have
seen how he urges me to perfect peace, and so unselfishly."