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As she stood before thelish, the story of the blind man, which was the lesson for the day, there careat responsibility She knew that these people trusted her and that what she told them they would believe, and her heart lifted itself in a sharp cry for help, for light, to give to thee and experience herself Where had she been all these young years of her life, and what had she been doing that she had not learned the way of life so that she ht put it before them?

Before her sat a woman boith years, her face searimed with lack of care, a wo Sunday school There were four er eyes, assenting vigorously when she spoke of the sorrow on the earth They, too, had seen trouble They sat there patient, sad-eyed, wistful; what could she show theht of joy to their faces? There were little children whose future looked so full of hard knocks and toil that it see as before theh life was not for theht and luxury that had made her life so full of ease were al better to offer them than mere earthly comforts which probably could never be theirs, no ht strive? But, after all, money and ease could in no way soothe the pain of the heart, and she had coh already to these people to know they had each one his own heart's pain and sorrow to bear There was one man who had lost five little children by death That death had conorance norance had not all been his fault People iser and had not cared to help were to blame What was the remedy for the world's sorrow, the world's need?

Ruth knew in a general way that Jesus Christ was the Saviour of the world, that His name should be the remedy for evil; but how to put it to them in simple form, ah! that was it It was Cameron's search for God, and it seemed that all the world was on the same search But now to-day she had suddenly come on some of the footprints of the Man of Sorrow as He toiled over thefor lost humanity, and her own heart echoed His love and sorrow for the world She cried out in her helplessness for soive to these wistful people