on't feel well.
Can't I help you?"

The tender tones almost made the tears come anew; and Faith, contrary
to her reticent nature, found herself telling kind-hearted Mrs.
Macpherson just what did trouble her.

"Poor dear!" Mrs. Macpherson said, "that is hard; if I can't help
you, I know one who can. Why don't you go straight to the dear Lord
and tell him all about it? You see everything is at his disposal. You
know the way to him, don't you?"

Faith nodded assent, and then said despairingly, "It never seemed to
me that God would condescend to think about the small affairs of our
everyday life."

"But, Mrs. Vincent, you surely read in the Word how he numbers the
hairs of our heads, and he says himself if he gives thought to such
little things as lilies and grass, he'll surely look after us.
Doesn't the Good Shepherd care when the sheep are worried? Indeed he
does. Would you stay up-stairs when you heard your dear baby crying?
Oh! but you'd run fast to her. He says himself that he is our Father,
and we are his children, and is he going to stay away off up in
heaven and not care about our everyday troubles. No, just you tell
him, and believe that he'll help you in some way, and he surely will.
You see I can tell all about this because I've proved it. I know it
is so, and it's not every minister that knows that. We had a real
young minister to preach for us last Sunday; he preached about God's
care for his people, and I just thought to myself, 'If you had ever
been in a real tight place, my lad, and the Lord had come and helped
you out, you wouldn't be standing there reading off pretty sounding
words to us; you'd just tell it to us, hearty like, as if you meant
it.' But here I am, going on just like a clock; I beg your pardon,
Mrs. Vincent."

"Go on, Mrs. Macpherson," said Faith, "I love to hear you talk. Tell
me how you came to feel so sure about things. I need to know. I am
wrongly called 'Faith,' for I have scarcely any."

"Oh, I couldn't but feel sure. He hears and helps me so quick when I
call to him. He has been so kind to me. When I was left alone in the
world with no home and not a penny that I could call my own, I didn't
know which way to turn; I had no trade, and I was not strong enough
to do housework. I fretted and worried over it a spell, then it came
to me all of a sudden one day that the Lord could help me if he
would. I called to mind all the verses that tell how kind he is, and
I just went and told