forsake, you will take the deserted
one. Won't you take her now?" And God did take her; from that hour she
was safe in the cleft of the Rock of Ages. When she addressed twelve
hundred inmates of Auburn prison, a reporter said: "Never did John
Wesley, John Knox, or Martin Luther do greater work for the Master."
When laid in her casket in the Door of Hope Mission a few years later,
a New York paper said: "Never did a fairer face or more eloquent
tongue do work in slum life than Delia Laughlin."

"The stone o'er which you trample,
May be a diamond in the rough.
It may never never sparkle,
Though made of diamond stuff.

"Because someone must find it,
If it's ever found;
And then someone must grind it,
If it's ever ground.

"But when it's found, and when it's ground,
And when it's burnished bright;
Then henceforth a diamond crowned
'Twill shine with lustrous light."

You can't tell what seed will grow.

After the Civil War I lived for two years in Richmond, Kentucky.
During that time the Klu Klux movement broke out in fury. Men were
hanged, others whipped and driven from the county. On my way to market
one morning I saw a man hanging from a limb of a tree in the
court-house yard. On his sleeve was pinned a piece of paper, on which
was written, "Let no one touch this body until the sun goes down." All
day that body hung there and not an officer of the law dared to cut
the rope. Such was the reign of terror no one offered a protest. One
Saturday night a young man named Byron was hanged in the same
court-house yard. He was the only son of a widowed mother, and he
begged the mob to let him live for his mother's sake. Sunday morning
several empty bottles lay about the tree, indicating that the men were
drinking who did the deed. The evening after the hanging I gave an
address in the Methodist Church for the Good Templars. I had no
thought of referring to the hanging of young Byron, but in showing up
the evils of drink, those empty bottles came to my mind, and I could
imagine the old mother then weeping over her dead boy. Without
considering the consequences I denounced the Klu Klux and the
cowardice that permitted such lawlessness. After the lecture a young
man of influence advised me to leave at once and not dare spend the
night in the town. I felt sure the Klan could not be called together
that night, so I ventured to spend the night at home. About eleven
o'clock that night the fr