of death, taking her hand in his,
says:--"I want to take leave of you--I never told you before, but do you
remember speaking of the 'Gift of God is eternal life through Jesus
Christ our Lord?' I got that gift then." And when she has gone, a poor
man may be heard saying to the nurse:--"The lady can never know what she
has done for me ... I think I am in heaven when she comes."

Her nurses were thoroughly one with her. How could they be otherwise
when she was so thoughtful and considerate for them? Before introducing
them to their wards, she commended them to God in prayer, asking His
blessing on them and their work. She had a Bible reading for them, but,
not content with speaking to them collectively, she would frequently
talk to them individually of the Saviour she so loved. Although she
never passed over their faults, they were sure of her ready sympathy in
their troubles, and as they poured them into her ear she would say,
"Have you told Jesus so?"

The success of the work was an astonishment to all. The patients could
at first scarcely understand why the nurses did not swear at them like
their former ones. The police wondered as they saw women able to deal
with those whom they had found utterly untameable; while the committee
were so pleased with the success of the experiment, that, a year before
the specified time, they decided permanently to adopt the system of
trained nurses.

But such work was not without its trials. During the first year there
was great difficulty with the ex-pauper women who were being trained,
many who seemed to be doing well returning to their drunken habits.
Dirt, disorder, insubordination, and grumbling had to be contended with.
The vilest sins were practised even by children, and so shameful was the
conduct of many of the inmates that Agnes Jones said, "I can only
compare it to Sodom, and wonder how God stays His hand from smiting."

The isolation from home and friends was a trial in itself, while her
anxiety about her work was so great that she scarcely allowed herself a
holiday. A further trouble was that from morning till night she was
never alone. It is small cause for wonder that with such a terrible
strain, overtaxed nerves and strength should result in depression, a
fact only revealed by her journals, for to others she was ever bright,
and it was often said of her, "She is like a sunbeam."

A life lived at high pressure cannot long continue without failing
partly or altogether,