the affair, will warrant. Good
Heavens! What has the world come to? Then only to think that
England's King, is under the supreme rule of a Jew, whose antecedents
no one appears to know--that is to say, previous to his meteoric-like
appearance when he was twenty-five. 'How are the mighty fallen!"

"How, indeed!" murmured Ralph, with a sigh, as he let the letter fall
on his table.

For a moment or two he stared straight in front of him, then, half
aloud, he murmured:

"A month only! God help me to make good use of the thirty days! If I
can but wake up some of the people of this land to the real position of
affairs, I shall be only too thankful."

For a few moment's longer he sat on, deep in thought. Then suddenly he
started sharply, grew alert in every sense, and sounded a summons for
his messenger boy. When the lad appeared, he asked:

"Do you know if Mr. Bullen is on the premises?"

"Yus, sur, he is!"

"Ask him to step this way, at once, please!"

George Bullen, was a keen, up-to-date young journalist, a man of
thirty-two only, but with a fine record as regarded his profession. A
close personal friendship existed between his chief and himself, for he
had been wholly won to God through Ralph's efforts.

In a few words Ralph explained to the younger man, the changes that
were near at hand. Then continuing:

"But while you and I, George, represent 'The Courier,' we will make it
all the power for God and for humanity that lies in our power. Though
I am not sure that we can do much with _humanity_, now. The strong
delusion has got such an almost universal grip upon the race, that they
will gladly, eagerly swallow all the lie of the Arch-liar, the
Anti-christ. In the old days, before the translation of the church,
the Bible spoke of 'the whole world lieth in the arms of the Wicked
One,' and that is truer than ever now. Well, George, _we_ must do all
_we_ can.

"But now to the chief thing for which I sent for you. The new temple
at Jerusalem is to be opened on the tenth. I want you to go, to
represent the 'Courier.' What I am especially anxious for you to do,
is to note everything that will show the true _inwardness_ of things,
so that the little time left to us, on the dear old paper, shall be a
time of holy witness for God.

"Your knowledge of the East, your acquaintance with Yiddish, and Syrian
and Hebrew, the very swarthiness of your skin, and blackness of your
hair, dear boy, may all serve