room, who were rejoicing in hope that they were united to Christ.

Mary was there with the rest.

The pastor noticed her immediately, and asked "if she hoped she had yielded herself to the Saviour?"

"Why then did you come here, to-night, Mary?"

"Because I wish to be a Christian. I wish to know how others become so. I must be one, myself. I wish to attend all the meetings."

Here she could proceed no further, but burst into tears.

The pastor remarked, "that in that happy little company, one person was present without hope, and without God in the world. Let us unite in prayer for her," said he.

Mary could no longer say, "I feel nothing." From the moment that the strong resolve was formed in the car, as she sat alone, "never will I return home till I am a Christian!" an invisi

ble Hand was extended, which led her directly on to the feet of Jesus.

Not many days passed, before she was a happy believer, and the dreams of earthly vanity were exchanged for the solid pleasures of an earnest Christian.

CHAPTER XVI.

THE COVENANT.

THERE are some people in our world who even delight in tracing the divine hand in the little affairs of life. Right or wrong, it certainly affords them perennial springs of real comfort which most things fail to give. Such people are fond of believing that when the eternal God enters into covenant with his people, it is a more reliable document than can be found in our courts or law offices. It is good to-day, tomorrow and forever. Such a sort of man was my father, and a very happy man he was, too. Fifty years, almost, since he went to heaven, but his cheerful smiling face has not faded out yet.

He would go out of his way to find an aged

pilgrim in some old log house, when on a journey, on purpose to get something from treasures of experience, as well as to give something out of the purse; and I doubt not, with all his benevolence he had much the best of the bargain.

When he returned home, I was always sure to hear some little story of interest, and his way of relating it was so emphatic, that it was fairly written upon the walls of memory.Among others was that of a man whom he found in the State of Maine. This man was known in that region as remarkable for his confidence in God- a man of faith and prayer. My father sought him out, and gathered from his lips the following incident.

"At one season, after a terrible drought which had consumed my little crops, I was reduced so low that I had not a morsel of food, and my children were crying for bread. I took my hat and went out yonder, and there I kneeled down and prayed thus: 'Oh Lord, thou art a covenant keeping God. Thou didst many

years ago enter into covenant with me, and Thou didst promise me to be a father and friend; to save me from sin and to give me what is necessary for the body, and then to take me to thyself. On my part I promised to be a faithful, devoted child; to try to do thy will as long as I lived. I have often failed on my part, I have neglected my duty and come far short in everything. But, oh my God, thou knowest that I have honestly, and with all my heart, tried to be faithful, and obedient, and now I call on thee to do thy part? Just at this moment I heard a sound over my head, and looking up, a large eagle flew over, and dropped at my feet a large fish, just taken from the water. I took it up and carried it home to my family. I always find Him just so faithful. He never disappoints me."

Oh, when will the time come, when confidence in God's word shall be so universal in

the family of Christ, that the spirit of a "little child," shall stand out, as a marked peculiarity as in the case of this poor man?