is voice trembled at first, but soon grew calm and firm.
"My friends," he began, "I have come here to-day to do an act of
justice. Some days ago I was a spectator in this place, as you are now.
This good man, the preacher, stood then where I now stand. He had come
here to try and do you good; I came, I am sorry to say, in a different
spirit. Joining with others as wrong and foolish as myself, I
interrupted and ill-treated this servant of the good Master, our
Saviour. I am come to-day to make what amends I can. As I then
publicly ill-treated him, so I now equally publicly ask his pardon for
what I did then; and I earnestly beg you all to give him a patient
hearing, and to encourage him in his work of love."

Not a word of this short address was lost by a single hearer, though the
last part was almost stifled by the speaker's emotion. As for the
preacher, he knew not how to contain himself. When Walter had sprung to
the ground amidst the profoundest silence, both his hands were grasped
by the good man whose pardon he had asked, who, as he shook them warmly,
could only say at the moment, "The Lord bless you! the Lord be praised!"
Then, recovering himself, he sprang upon the stool, and cried out,
"That's a right noble young man, dear friends! There's real courage
there, and a generous heart, and no mistake. He has asked my pardon for
what he did, and, had I twenty hearts, he should have it from the bottom
of each. I thought, when he came here a few days since and put a little
hindrance in the way, `Now, the devil's very busy; what a crafty being
he is!' Ah, but see now. After all, he only outwits himself by his own
craftiness. The Lord brings good out of Satan's evil. Well, now, let
us proceed with our proper work." These words were followed by a hearty
cheer from the assenting crowd, and then all listened attentively while
the good man gave a plain, practical, faithful, and pointed gospel
address.

When this was over, and the crowd was dispersing, Amos, whose heart was
all in a happy glow, drew near the preaching-place with Julia, both of
them having now dismounted. The good evangelist's fellow-helpers were
distributing tracts among the retiring audience, while the preacher
himself was in earnest conversation with Walter. Julia held out her
hand for some tracts, saying to the man who gave them, "I will do my
best to distribute them among those who will be likely to benefit by
them. Please let me have as