e continued roar and rush, the wind blew in gusts at longer intervals, and nature seemed like a passionate child that had cried itself t

iful world of her vision. Never had it seemed so near and real before, and she

hen she realized that it was her husband who spoke. He had called her name in his sleep, and yet it seemed a call of God

ould he be received, feeling toward his Father as he did? He had talked of forgiving, when he stood so sorely in need of Christ's forgiveness; and she had been forgetting that need, when every moment might involve her husband's salvation. Out of his sleep he had

d in the covering, she felt a hand placed softly on h

r with an expression of softness and tenderness that she had not

Praying that you might see that God loved

then he said, brokenly, "Surely God must love me, or He would never have

e familiar language of Scripture, as she often did under strong emotion. Then, in low, thrilling words, she portrayed to him the "new earth" of her vision, wherein "God shall wipe away all tears, and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain." She showed him that all might still

om." (The room was not cold; it was not the winter's chill that he was feeling, but a chill that comes over the heart even in the tropical summer.) "Then, as you prayed, a great light seemed to shine into my soul. I saw that I had been charging God unjustly with all my failures and misfortunes, when I had to

breath, and

g could not remain unheard, you seemed to pray so earnestly. I felt that I ought to pray myself, and I commenced calling out in my heart, 'God be merciful to me-a sinner.' Then while I prayed, I seemed to see my Saviour's face right above your bowed head. Oh, how reproachfully He looked at me! and yet His expression was full of love, too. It was just such a look, I think, that He fixed on Peter when he denied Him. Then it seemed that I

derness she clasped her husband to her heart, her strong love seeming like the echo of

had awakened their son, and he now stood b

he looked up and saw his son, and exclaimed: "Thank God-my boy-thank God-you are here. Ah, my son-I have learned much-since we spoke together last

time more than we wanted Him to. Thank God, who is rich in mercy, for His great love wh

rds, wife, and I ha

at the dawn was near. The sick man gave a slight shiver, and passed his hands across his eyes as if to clear away a mist, and th

. The stove was red-hot, and the lamp, no

rt of the loving, constant woman clung to her husband as never before. Throwing herself on her kne

e asked of his son

ther," said the y

right. I feel that-my end is near, Ethel-darling-for my sak

sobs and the r

advise you. Only never love this world as I have. It will disappoint you. And, whatever happens, never lose faith in the goodness of God. This has been my bane. It has poisoned my life here, and, had it not been for this dear w

or a time he could say no more. But the unwonted composure had come into his wife's manner. The eyes were

if but a step would take us all into it. Oh! if you could but see its beauties, its glories-if

heart for glory now. I can see only my Saviour's face looking-at me-with love and forgiveness. That is he

their father pressed his cold lips to their warm, fresh young faces. They wondered a

fast. Suddenly he turn

that verse, 'This is

d: "This is a faithful saying, and worthy of all acceptati

lighting up with a wan smile, like a sudden ray of light falling on a cl

t he was gone. But as they stood over him in awed, breathless silence, his lips again moved. B