kid!" said Courtland. "He never got to wear it!"

"He's wearing something far better!" said the nurse, cheerfully; "and
think what he's been spared. He'll never know the lack of a new suit
again!"

Courtland looked at her thoughtfully. "You believe in the resurrection,
don't you?"

"I certainly do!" said the nurse. "If I didn't I'd get another job. I
couldn't see lives go out the way I do, and those left behind,
suffering, and not go crazy if I didn't believe in the resurrection. You
are a college student. I suppose you've got beyond believing things. It
isn't the fashion to believe in God and the Bible any more, I
understand, not if you're supposed to have any brains. But I thank God
He's left me the resurrection. And when you come to face the loss of
those you love you'll wish you believed in it, too."

"But I do," said Courtland, quietly, making his second confession of
faith. "I never thought much about it till lately. It goes along with a
Christ, of course. There had to be a resurrection if there was a
Christ!"

"Well, I certainly am glad there's one college student that has some
sense!" said the nurse, looking at him with admiration. "I guess you had
a good mother."

"No," said Courtland, shaking his head. "I never knew my own mother.
That'll be one of the things for me to look forward to in the
resurrection. I was like all the rest of the fellows--thought I knew it
all, and didn't believe anything till something happened! I was in a
fire and one of the fellows died! He was a great Christian, and I saw
his face when he died! And then, afterward--maybe you'll think I'm nuts
when I tell you--but Christ came and stood by me in the smoke and talked
with me and I knew Him! He's been with me more or less ever since."

The nurse looked at him curiously, a strange light in her eyes. Then she
turned suddenly and looked out of the little window to the vista of gray
roofs.

"No! I don't think you're nuts!" she said, brusquely. "I think you're
the only sensible man I've met in a long time. It stands to reason if
there is a Christ He'd come to people that way sometimes. I never had
any vision, or anything that I know of, but I've always known in my
heart there was a Christ and He was helping me! I couldn't answer their
arguments, those smart-Aleck young doctors and the nurses that talked so
much, but I always felt nobody could upset my belief, even if the whole
world turned against Him, for I _knew_ there was a Chris