ouch of a human hand before it could
reveal its beauty. Oh, how many souls there are like this in the world!

I have read that when Robert Louis Stevenson visited the island of the
lepers where Father Damien did his illustrious work he played croquet
with the children, using the same mallets that they used; and when it
was suggested that he put gloves upon his hands he refused to do so
because, he said, "it will remind them the more of the difference
between us." This spirit must prevail in our work if we are to win
souls.

Two things we may do to reach the lost.

(1) Speak to them. The power of human speech is simply marvelous. A
Sunday school boy appeared in a Baptist Church to apply for membership
and when they asked him about his conversion he said, "My Sunday school
teacher took me for a walk one Sunday in Prospect Park and talked with
me about Jesus and I gave myself to him." One of the officers of my
church when an unsaved man was asked by his minister to attend special
services in the church and then was urged by his wife to go with her.
Both invitations were angrily declined. He at last agreed to escort
her to the church but not to enter in. The biting cold wind of the
night drove him into the church and he was just in time to hear the
minister's appeal to the unsaved. All were asked to lift their hands
who would know Christ and then he remembered that when he was a boy and
had been drowning in Lake George he lifted up his hand as high as he
could and his brother took hold of it and kept him from sinking.
Suddenly it came to him in the church that he was sinking in another
way, and instantly he raised his hand and Christ took hold of it. I do
not know of a more godly man among all my list of friends than he; and
he says to-day that the invitation given to him and refused with anger
led him to Christ.

(2) Write. The chief justice of the supreme court of a western state
was not a Christian until a few years ago. He was a genial, kindly
man, and naturally a great lawyer, but he had never confessed Christ as
his Savior, and apparently had little real interest in the church. One
day the pastor of the Presbyterian church determined that he would
write him a letter, and then decided that so great a man would not
receive his communication and destroyed it. But the pastor's wife had
more faith and urged him to write again. He did so, and sent the
second letter and forwarded with it Spurgeon's "All of