ho alone
can make us good, or keep us good. And if the Lord puts His Holy Spirit
in our hearts, it's of no use Satan trying to put the fire out; he'll
have to give it up for a bad job. Reach me the Testament, granny,
there's a verse I'll read to you.'

She turned over the leaves for some time, and at last she found the
words she wanted, and she put a mark against them, that granny might
find them for herself when she had gone away.

The words were these, 'He which hath begun a good work in you will
perform it until the day of Jesus Christ.'

'Polly, my dear,' said granny, after a pause, 'do you think He'll do
that for me?'

'Do what, granny?'

'Do you think He will give me His Holy Spirit?'

And then Polly's mother gave grandmother another text; but this time she
did not find it, for she knew it by heart, 'If ye then, being evil, know
how to give good gifts unto your children, _how much more_ shall your
Heavenly Father give the Holy Spirit to them that ask Him?'

Grandmother sat by the side of the bed long after Enoch and Elijah had
fallen asleep. She seemed to have no heart to bustle about that morning.
She wanted to feel sure that her soul was safe.

And when she thought that Poppy's mother was fast asleep, with her
babies lying beside her, granny knelt down and said aloud, 'O Lord, I'm
a poor sinful old woman, but I want Thee to save me. O Lord Jesus, Thou
hast died for me. I trust my soul to Thee. Here it is, I put it into Thy
hands. Oh give me Thy Holy Spirit; keep the fire bright in my soul,
please, Lord Jesus, do. Amen.'

But Poppy's mother was not asleep, she was only lying with her eyes
closed. And as the old woman got up from her knees she smiled, and said
softly,

'The soul that to Jesus has fled for repose,
He _will_ not, He _will_ not desert to its foes;
That soul, though all hell should endeavour to shake,
He'll never, no never, no never forsake.'

'Amen,' said granny, 'Amen.'

CHAPTER XIII.

POPPY'S FATHER COMES HOME.

The doctor was not wrong. In less than a week the Lord took Poppy's
mother to His beautiful home, where there is no more sickness nor pain.
And grandmother, and Poppy, and little Enoch and Elijah were left
behind. But, as the grandmother and the child stood beside the grave
where her body was laid to rest, they knew that she was far away, safe
in His keeping to whom she had trusted her soul. They knew that she was
well, and happy, and full