.' I shall never
forget her eyes; no, not as long as I live. She went quite hopeless
down the hard road to the grave; but I do believe now that the moment
she touched the other side Jesus met and comforted her."

Harry did not answer. His eyes were cast down, and he was holding his
right hand in his left, with a nervous, restless motion.

"After Mary's death I could not be the same. I felt that I would
rather hire myself out to wash dishes than earn another sinful penny.
The day of her burial I went back to her room to pay the pittance due
for its wretched shelter; and I sat and talked with the woman who
owned the house a long time, so it was growing dark when I turned out
of the court into the main street. It was a poor, quiet street, and
the people were sitting on their doorsteps, or leaning out of their
windows; and I saw a little crowd coming toward me, and they were
singing. And as I met them, they ceased; and a woman a little in
front, with an open Bible in her hand, cried out:

"'_Come unto Me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will
give you rest._' And her clear, sweet call went down into my heart,
and I began to weep and to pray as I walked through the streets; and
after I got to my room, I locked the door and threw myself on my
knees, on my face, and pleaded with Christ to forgive me and save me
from my sins and myself. Oh! how I longed and wept for the purity I
had lost and the faith I had cast aside! I was weary, fainting, but I
would not rise. In a little while, I could not rise. I felt that the
Savior was in the room. It seemed to me at first as if He would not be
entreated, as if He would go away. But I had hands that clasped his
feet, and caught his robe, and I would not let Him go until He forgave
me."

"You knew that you were forgiven? How?"

"I knew it by the joy that filled my heart. I did not feel my body at
all. I walked up and down, clasping my hands and saying, 'Christ, I
thank Thee! Christ, I thank Thee!' And when the dawn began to break, a
great, a wonderful peace came all over me; and I lay down and slept
such a happy sleep; and when I awakened, I knew that the old life had
passed away, and that I was a different woman. Do you believe me, Mr.
Filmer?"

"Yes," answered Harry, very softly, "I believe you."

"Then I went to the Salvation Army. Such gifts as God had given me, I
gave back to Him. And I have been very happy ever since."

"What made you come here to my wife?"