me to reach? Whose eyes must I try to open? Do you know, that very
afternoon I met Mr. Ried, and heard of those boys? They interested me
from the first, and what he told me about his sister increased the
interest. Then when I saw them!--Evan, if ever boys were in the power of
Satan they are; and to think that they may have an inheritance among
them which are sanctified! This morning when I saw where some some of
them lived, and imagined how they lived, I fell stunned for a moment. It
seemed to me impossible. What means could possibly be found of
sufficient power to fit them for such an inheritance? And then directly
came the closing words of the commission: 'Through faith that is in me.'
Evan, God will save them; and I think he will let me help."

"Amen!" said Mr. Roberts, and his voice was husky. When his wife was in
one of her exalted moods he always admired her with a sort of reverence.
He had been for years an earnest worker. He carried business plans and
business principles into the work; he studied cause and effect, and
calculated and expected certain results to follow certain causes, like a
mathematical problem; not that he by any means forgot the power of
faith, or in any sense attempted to do his work alone. He was a
Christian who spent much time on his knees; but little Flossy brought
so much of the childlike, unquestioning spirit into her work, that
sometimes he stood in awe, not knowing whether he could follow her. It
was not so much a mathematical problem to be worked out, as it was the
faith that can remove mountains.

"As a little child relies
On a strength beyond his own:
Knows he is neither strong nor wise,
Fears to stir a step alone--"