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All day the shells had been flying thick and fast When night settled down the fire was so continuous that one could trace the battle front by the reflection in the sky

Cameron stood at his post under the stars and cried out in his soul for God For days now Death had stalked them very close His comrades had fallen all about him There seemed to be no chance for safety And where was God? Had He no part in all this Hell on earth? Did He not care? Would He not be found? All his seeking and praying and reading of the little book see out pretty soon, in the natural order of the battle if things kept on, out into the other life, without having found the God who had promised that if he would believe, and if he would seek with all his heart he would surely find Hireat tenor ca aler back in the States had written in his little book: "If with, all your hearts ye truly seek Him ye shall ever surely find hi its wonderfulin all the ways he kneith a longing that would not be satisfied And yet he see

So now as he walked silently beneath the stars, looking up, his soul was crying out with the longing of despair to find a Saviour, the Christ of his soul As of the battle-rent earth, the concussions of the bursting shells, could even God hear a soul's low cry?

Suddenly out in the darkness in front of hilint it was, the spark of a cigarette, but it here it had no business to be, and it was Caiven strict orders that there ive away their position Even though his thoughts ith the stars in his search for God, his senses were keen and on the alert He sprang instantly and silently, appearing before the delinquent like a arette!"

"I guess you don't knoho I aered a voice thick and unnatural that yet had a familiar sound