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"A soer said to himself, "but surely nature never meant her for a preacher"

Perhaps he was one of those who think that nature has theatrical properties and, with the considerate view of facilitating art and psychology, "makes up," her characters, so that there an to speak

"Dear friends," she said in a clear but not loud voice "let us pray for a blessing"

She closed her eyes, and hanging her head down a little continued in the sa to some one quite near her: "Saviour of sinners! When a poor woman laden with sins, went out to the well to draater, she found Thee sitting at the well She knew Thee not; she had not sought Thee; her mind was dark; her life was unholy But Thou didst speak to her, Thou didst teach her, Thou didst show her that her life lay open before Thee, and yet Thou wast ready to give her that blessing which she had never sought Jesus, Thou art in the midst of us, and Thou knowest all men: if there is any here like that poor woman--if their minds are dark, their lives unholy--if they have coht; deal with the to the free mercy which Thou didst show to her Speak to the their sins to their minds, and ive

"Lord, Thou art with Thy people still: they see Thee in the night-watches, and their hearts burn within them as Thou talkest with them by the way And Thou art near to those who have not known Thee: open their eyes that they'Ye will not co on the cross and saying, 'Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do'--see Thee as Thou wilt coe theain and paused, looking at the group of villagers, ere now gathered rather an, raising her voice a little, "you have all of you been to church, and I think you yman read these words: 'The Spirit of the Lord is upon ospel to the poor' Jesus Christ spoke those words--he said he came TO PREACH THE GOSPEL TO THE POOR I don't knohether you ever thought about those wordsthe as this, when I was a little girl, and ood man preach out of doors, just as we are here I re white hair; his voice was very soft and beautiful, not like any voice I had ever heard before I was a little girl and scarcely knew anything, and this old man seemed to me such a different sort of a ht he had perhaps come down froo back to the sky to-night, like the picture in the Bible?'