ess when I go out for a walk."

From the first the hospital patients with their varied needs were a
great interest to her. Now it is a dying man, beside whom she has to
watch, longing to minister words of comfort, yet unable to do so,
fearing that her then want of fluency in the language might trouble him
in his weakness. Yet as she heard the poor man's cry, "Lieber Heiland,
hilf mir" (Dear Saviour, help me), her prayers, too, rose for him to the
compassionate Saviour. Now it is a little boy with a bad back, terrible
sores, and a racking cough, who would let no one else touch him. "Every
night," she says, "I used to pray with Otto after they were all in bed,
and he used to put his poor little arm round my neck as I knelt beside
him; but last night (the night before he died) he said of himself, 'I
will only now pray that Jesus may take me to heaven, and that I may soon
die,' and as I had put my face near him to hear, he said, 'Lay your
cheek on mine, it does me so much good.'"

We have seen quite enough of Agnes Jones by this time to know that she
never shrank from a duty, however repulsive. Her love for her Master,
and her desire to serve others for His sake, preserved her from any
fastidiousness. In spite of her sensitive and sympathetic nature she
could bear to witness the most painful operations without flinching, for
she kept before her mind the ultimate good which would accrue from the
present suffering.

One day news reached Kaiserswerth of the deplorable condition of one of
the English hospitals in Syria. Sick and well, it was stated, were
crowded together in a place where rubbish of every kind was thrown, an
insanitary condition anywhere, but especially so in an Eastern climate.
Helpers, they said, were much needed. Agnes longed to step into the
breach, and in a letter to her mother she says:--"The English send
plenty of money, but hands are wanting. It is no new thought with me
that mine are strong and willing; I would gladly offer them. Could my
own mother bear to think of her child for the next few months as in
Syria instead of Germany? It is but temporary, and yet an urgent case.
My favourite motto came last Sunday, 'The Lord hath need;' if He has
need of my mother's permission to her child He will enable her to give
it. This is but the expression of a wish, and if my own mother were to
be made too anxious by the granting it, let it be as if unasked by her
own Agnes."

Her standard of filial obedience wa