A Monthly Paper for Circulation among the Coloured People of Australasia.

Issued by the Aborigines Inland Mission of Australia, 242 Pitt Street, Sydney

June, 1944. PRICE: ONE PENNY Vol. 14. No. 6

5 REASONS FOR ATTENDING "HE PRAYER MEETING

It is hard to measure the influ­ence of the prayer meeting, because it is spiritual and not visible and material yet it influences the life of the church as nothing else can do. Here are just 5 good reasons for attending the prayer meeting: 1. TO MEET THE LORD. Thomas

missed more than he realised when he stayed away from the disciples after the resurrection. "Where two or three are gathered together in My name there am I in the midst of them."

2. TO MEET OUR FELLOW BE­LIEVERS and to enjoy fellow-

There will be no May issue of The Evangel this year, as the printer is so short-handed and was unable to get the April issue printed until after the beginning of May,

ship with them.

3. TO STUDY GOD'S WORD. We need the light of truth in the pathway of life.

4. TO PRAY. It is true that we may pray anywhere, but there is much to be gained by gathering in pub­lic prayer. Paul went where prayer was wont to be made.

5. TO HELP OTHERS by your prayers and by telling your ex­periences. In the prayer meeting you can tell what God has done for your soul. "Ye are My wit­nesses."

THE AUSTRALIAN EVANGEL June, 1944.

Our Message You have, no doubt, heard people

talk about the big African bird called the ostrich—perhaps you have seen pictures of him in books. They are something like our emus only of course much bigger. They have wings but the wings are so small the ostrich cannot fly. They have long, powerful legs and a very long, al­most naked neck and a little head perched on top of it.

In some places they keep these big birds in the Zoo and people go lo look at them. Sometimes the people give the ostrich an orange, which is swallowed whole, and you can see the round shape of the orange as it goes right down the bird's very long neck. They can race like a horse and also use their strong, powerful legs for defending them­selves—they can kick harder than a horse.

Now this story is told about the ostrich—whenever an enemy comes near they bury their head in the sand and imagine that because they can­not see the enemy he cannot see them. Now isn't that a silly thing to do? Surely a big bird wouldn't be as stupid as that. Fancy thinking there was no danger near because it couldn't see any!

Well, a verse in the Bible makes us think of this story about the ostrich. Can you think which one? Genesis 3 :8 tells us "And they (Adam and Eve) heard the voice of the Lord God walking in the garden in the cool of the day; and Adam and his wife hid themselves from the pre­sence of the Lord God amongst the trees of the garden."

Adam and Eve, you will remem­ber, had done wrong. They disobeyed God's command and so sinned against Him. This verse tells us how they tried to hide from Him. Fancy try­ing to hide from God by getting be­hind a clump of trees! How foolish they were! God made them and He

had also made the garden in which they lived. And when they had sin­ned against God, they thought they could hide from Him by getting be­hind the bushes and thinking God could not see them there. They thought they could hide from God. Do you know anything more foolish than that?

Did you ever read in the Bible these words—"Thou God seest me?" Now that is true. God does see us. But we are like Adam and like that ostrich. Sometimes we do wrong and think wc can hide our sins from God. But don't be foolish like the ostrich. God can see us and God can see our sins. We cannot hide from Him.

God sees us. Always remember that. We may not want to see Him. We may hide our faces. But even when we cannot see God and do not know that lie is near us, He can still see us. Don't forgct that. We can sometimes hide our sins from men and even we can hide ourselves. But we cannot hide our sins nor ourselves from God.

Don't be like that silly bird. Con­fess your sins to God. Ask for His forgiveness. He will give it to you because Christ died for you. And then you will be able to enjoy sweet communion with God and His preci­ous Son. Remember God sees us. Don't try to hide from God.

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Important Say nothing you would not like-

God to hear. Do nothing you would not like God

to see. Write nothing you would not like

God to read. Go to no place where you would not

like God to find you, Read no book you would not like

God to say, "Show it Me." Never spend your time in such a way

that you would not like God to say, "What art thou doing?"

June, 1944. THE AUSTRALIAN EVANGEL J

Our News Page Mungindi

During one of his recent visits Mr. Watson was able to re-start the Sunday School with Miss Webster as Superintendent and Mrs. Rich­ardson as a teacher. A branch of the A.A.M.M. was also formed, with Miss Webster as President and Treasurer and Mrs. Richardson as Secretary. There were 8 ladies present at the first meeting who were keenly interested and many activities of various types were ar­ranged. The members are also to take it in turn to bring a recipe, hint or beautiful thought each week. Future meetings are to be held at 3 p.m. on Thursdays, at the home of Mrs. Richardson, where the Sun­day School is also to be held.

In April there were 4 decisions for Christ at Greenbank, Tweed River— 2 girls and 2 boys. The old man who was so badly burned at Fingal Point has recovered and gets around every­where. Old Granny Gunda Singh had a fall and hurt her face badly and has been in hospital.

At a dedication service held re­cently at Normanton two little ones were presented to the Lord. Colin, son of Janie and Tommy and Clara, daughter of Logan and Hilda. Hilda passed away a good while ago and Elsie Brockie is looking after Clara.

A.A.M.M. Amounts received at the Training

College for various purposes during the last three months:

From Normanton Church, £2 for the Training College, £1 for Train­ing College.

From Menindee A.A.M.M., 16/-for Native Workers, £1 for Training College, £1 for Darlington Point Church Building Fund, £1/10/- for

Native Workers. From Cherbourg "Buds,*' 9/9 for

a student, from A.A.M.M. £2/15/-for Native Workers, £3 for Native Workers, 10/- General Funds.

From Narromine Sunday School, 12/6 for Students' upkeep.

From Fingal Point J.C.E., 10/-for Mrs. Collins, for Training Col­lege 10/-.

From Woorabinda Sunday School, 4/- for Training College, A.A.M.M., 10/- for Students.

From Cowra Sunday School, 10/-for Mrs. Collins, 10/- for College expenses.

From Eidsvold Sunday School, 5/-for little Joseph at Tennant Creek.

From Cummeragunja Barmah Sun­day School, 10/- for little Joseph at Tennant Creek.

From A.A.M.M. at Training Col­lege, 10/- for Native Workers.

From Condobolin Sunday School, 5/- for Training College.

From Balranald, 10/- for Aero­plane Fund for Northern Territory (V- from Harold and Hartley Kirby).

From Moonah Cullah A.A.M.M., 5/- for Training College, 4/- each for 2 students; Church, 15/- for Na­tive Workers.

"Evangel" Subscriptions Normanton 5/- ; Cummeragunja-

Barmah 6/-; Menindee 6/-; Tingha 11/-, 1/-; Cowra 15/-; Tennant Creek 7/6; Balranald 2/6; Palm Island £3; Moree Sunday School £1; Saints 8/6; Cummeragunja-Barmah 4/- ; Woorabinda £1; Peak Hill 1/-.

Our Sunday School Department

We have been very thankful for the gifts received towards the ex­penses of our Sunday School Ex­amination, especially as this year the

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Stories from Other Lands In a Chinese Temple

Cheo was a Chinese hoy who aries tell me you arc not able. I worked in a temple. He had the am now going to put you to the care of a very special idol, which test."' stood on a pedestal. He regarded So saying, he lifted his idol from this idol with great reverence, and its stand a n d carried it to a piece prayed to it several times a clay. 0f ground outside, and set it down.

Cheo's work was not heavy, and he had a great deal of spare time on his hands. While going to the markets and fairs he heard the Christian missionaries telling about the true God. How sorry he felt for them, for he knew his belief was right and theirs was wrong. All the same he did not forget the things he heard, although he dare not men­tion them to his masters, the priests, or to anyone else. By de­grees a doubt crept into his mind

"There!"' he said. "Now help yourself. Return to the temple out of this downpour.'"

He himself ran back out of the blinding rain, but the idol did not follow. There it sat just where it had been placed, while the rain washed the paint off its head and lace, and caused it to trickle in streak.- of different colours down its body.

Cheo watched for a while, and as to whether his belief was right, then he slowly shook his head, after all, and one day, after there However, he took pity on the idol, had been nearly a week of very a n d l i f t e d h i m h a c k t 0 h i s P l a c e i n

heavy rain, he had a thought. Fac- the temple. ing his idol, Cheo spoke to it in That night, when Cheo closed and a solemn voice: "I have served you locked the doors his face was firm, faithfully for many years; I be- "I go now to seek the Christian lieve you are able to do anything missionaries," he murmured, "and you want to, although the mission- learn about the true God."'

THE DIRECTOR IN A MOTOR ACCIDENT We are sure all will be sorry to

hear that our Director, Mrs. Long, has met with an accident. She has been out in the Northern Territory visiting our Stations and was travel­ling by motor truck on the 31st May from Tennant Creek to Newcastle Waters, when the truck overturned, 80 miles along the road.

In the goodness of God a military convoy was passing at the time and the officer in charge took Mrs. Long to Banka. The doctor from Tennant Creek came up to treat her and she was brought back by Ambulance to Tennant Creek where she was placed

in hospital. An x-ray revealed that no bones were broken, but Mrs. Long's shoulders and right side were stiff and sore and she is bruised and has a cut over her forehead, but we can only give thanks to God that the injuries were not more serious.

Mrs. Long will rest at the Ten­nant Creek Mission House when dis­charged from the hospital, and will continue her journey to Newcastle Waters if possible.

Please pray that the Lord will heal her and that the sense of shock may be removed and she be fully re­stored.

June, 1944. THE AUSTRALIAN EVANGEL

Young Folks Results of March Competitions

BIBLE ALPHABET CLASS J

1st Prize: Cousin Cyril Knox. Bogga-billa.

2nd Prize: Cousin Maud Malone, Cher­bourg.

Stars: Betty Charles, Darlington Point. Barbara Jackson, Cyril Hamilton. Lindsay Whyman, John Hamilton, Moonah Cullah. Penelope Embery, Hazel Moonlight, Georgina MtPherson, Jean Walker, Doreen Punch. Enid Watson, Lottie Henry, Dorothy Martie, Winnie Martie. Alma Fogarty, Ethel Britcher, Paddy-Wallace, Gertie Wallace. Archie Gibson, Eric Deeral, Eileen Pearson, Lex Dee-mal, Douglas Gibson, Woorabinda. Laura McLaen, The Oaks, Dulcie Dennison, Wal­ter Binge, Boggabilla. Ruth Warner. Phyllis Bond. Bessie Williams, Doris Gee Gee, Barbara Edwards, Rachel Smith, Cherbourg. Margaret Murray. Kathleen Wallace, Thelma Carroll. Ron Wilson, Joyce Wilson, Kelvin Wilson, Coura. Laura Edwards, Bairanald. Margaret Kelly, Menindee. Lila Marks, Rita Bamblett, Marie Bamblett. Peak Hill. Alfred Rotu-raah, Athalie Rotumah, Betty Browning. Eunice Browning, Fingal Point. Doris Chapman, June Couchy, Dave Chapman, Mervyn Wagg, Una Collins. Glen Wagg. Ivan Collins.

CLASS 2 1st Prize: Cousin Rose Moreton, Fingal

Point. 2nd Prize: Cousin Violet Fogarty.

Woorabinda, Stars: Herbert McLaen, The Oaks.

Denis Hamilton, Noel Sampson, Wesley-Day, Moonah Cullah. Betty Mi Mi, Del-phine Captain, Rosie Dodd, Henry Deeral, Doris Gibson, Ann Deemal, Amy Pear­son, Charlie Pearson, Lucy Wallace, Woorabinda. Jean Williams, Lindsay Ma­lone, Jean Phillips, Norma Hegarty, Burma Beckett, Mona Willis, Kathleen Clevens, Molly Roma, Linda Fogarty, Ar­thur Stanley, Cherbourg. Teddy Bell, Esther Ingram, Gordon Bell, Dorothy Bamblett. Ruth Williams, Coura. Harold Kirby, Hartley Kirby, Dawn Coombes, Bairanald. Joyce King, Menindee. Amelia Rotumah, Fingal Point. Richard Pope, Edna Collins, Eidsvold.

Laurie Mitchell, Dawn Coombes, Harold Kirby sent in answers to our February competition too late for last month's Evangel, but we have given them a star.

AWARDS FOR SIX STARS Enid Watson, Alma Fogarty, Doris Gib­

son, Woorabinda. Barbara Edwards, Cher­bourg. Hartley Kirby, Bairanald. Joyce King, Menindee. Glen Wagg, Eidsvold.

New Competitions LOVE.

1. Who is Love? 1 John. 2. Whose love passeth knowledge?

Ephesians 3. 3. Who loves judgment? Isaiah 61. 4. Which love is the root of all evil?

1 Timothy. 5. What is love as strong as? Song of

Solomon 8. 6. If a man love God, whom else should

he love? 1 John. 7. Whom should we love as ourselves?

Matthew 19. CLASS 1 (11 year- and over).—Answer

all the questions and give the verse where you found the answer.

CLASS 2 (under 11 years).—Answer questions 1 and 7.

Send your answers to Cousin Evangel. A.I.M., Dalwood. via Branxton, N.S.W., before the end of June.

New Cousins We are glad to welcome 14 new cousins

into our big family this month—isn't that a lovely lot and do you know that just on 100 cousins entered for our Bible Al­phabet Competitions. It was very hard to decide who should win first and second prizes. Here are the names of our new-cousins: Dorothy and Winnie Martie, Rosie Dodd, Ruth Warner, Mona Willis, Kathleen Clevens, Molly Roma, Teddy and Gordon Bell, Esther Ingram, Laurie Mitchell, Lila Marks, June Couchy, Mer­vyn Wagg. Here is a verse for each one of you: "Trust in the Lord and do good." Psalm 37:3 .

Some Letters from Fingal Point

Dear Cousin Evangel, We have had our first Harvest Festival

and we had quite an enjoyable time. On Saturday night a crowd of us decorated the church with greenery and it looked very nice with the silver stars and the rising sun and the moon. At the back of the table where we had the gifts were corn stalks and cane with the sickle hang­ing on it. The gifts were divided between

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the Murwillumbah Hospital and our Training College—vegetables and fruit for the Hospital and a box of groceries with 10/- from the J.C.E. for the College. There was also £1/13/- sent to Mrs. Long for the work on the field. I trust and pray that our first effort of Thanksgiving may be a blessing to those who received the gifts, as it brought great joy to our souls to know we were able to bring gifts to our Lord.

With Christian love from Eunice Browning.

(It was lovely to hear about your Har­vest Festival, Eunice, and we were very surprised and pleased when the box of groceries arrived at the College—it was a wonderful gift and came just at the time when it was needed, too.)

Dear Cousin Evangel, Just a few lines to tell you that on

Easter Sunday at the 11 o'clock service my little sister, Beverley Ann, and my two brothers, Daniel and Cyril, were dedicated, also two other little babies. On Easter Monday after dinner, Mr. and Mrs. Rob-bins and Mr. Milgate had tea with the people and children from our side. Be­fore, tea we had games and we all enjoyed ourselves. After it was all over Mr. Rob-bins asked us all to join in singing a few choruses and then he closed in prayer. May God bless you. With love from

Cousin Amelia Rotumah.

(Dear Amelia—Thank you for writing to tell us about Easter time at Fingal Point—the dedication service must have been lovely and I am sure the Lord Jesus would be pleased, too.)

Dear Cousin Evangel, I am writing this letter to tell you

about my brother Gordon returning from New Guinea. He arrived home on a Wed­nesday night about ten o'clock and we went to bed about two in the morning as we couldn't wait for the news of New Guinea. He told us of many adventures he had. He made some rings from the gold he got from the mines over there. On Saturday we had a welcome home for him. We had a little bush house made and it was decorated with streamers, flags and flowers. Mr. Milgate and Mr. Robbins helped with the decorating. Thirty-seven people were in the first sitting and it took ever so long for our turn to come, as there must have been about one hundred people, including the children. On Sunday-night Gordon was presented with a Bible. Love from

Betty Browning.

(.Dear Betty—It must have been won­derful to have your brother back again from New Guinea. I remember the night we farewelled him just about two years

ago—it seems a long time since then. You must have had a lovely time at the wel­come home.)

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(Continued from page 3) cost of prizes, etc., is going to be higher than ever and then we will have a number of special prizes to award to those who have passed each year since we started the Examina­tion (six years ago) . The following amounts have been gratefully re­ceived at the Training College for this purpose:

Boggabilla Sunday School 1/10; Miss H. Brown 5 / - ; Woorabinda Sunday School 5 / - ; Menindee Y.P.C.E. 5 /6 ; Cummeragunja-Bar-rnah 4 / - ; Eidsvold Church £ 1 ; Dar­lington Point Church 5 / - ; Mr. L. Browning 1 0 / - ; Condobolin Sunday School 5 / - ; Fingal Point Church £ 1 ; Fingal Point J.C.E. 10/- ; Moonah Cullah Sunday School 7 / - ; Yass 2 / - ; Pilliga Junior A.A.M.M. 2 / 6 ; Saints Sunday School 10 / - ; Cowra 5 / - ; Palm Island £ 1 / 1 0 / 0 ; Redfern Sunday School 5 / - ; Balranald Sun­day School 3 / - .

oOo Our Training College

Our new College year started in May this time and the first student to arrive was Miss Dulcie Dennison from Boggabilla. Mrs. Knox, our Native Worker, came with her on the long journey in the train and so we were able to have fellowship with our sister for a few days at the College. Six other young women from different places have expressed the desire to come as students. They need our prayers that the way may­be opened before them and all their needs of outfits and fares supplied.

Miss Hoya Brown left us on May 2 to return, to her home at Cher­bourg for a holiday before going on to another station, after nearly four years away in the Lord's work. Miss Gloria Ferguson has gone to her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Duncan Ferguson, who are at present on the North Coast of N.S.W. to help them in their work for the Lord.

June, 1914. THE AUSTRALIAN EVANGEL

Births Atkinson.—March 21, 1944, to Mr. and

Mrs. Wm. Atkinson, of Cummcragunja, a daughter.

Bell.—March 1, 1944, to Mr. and Mrs. D. Bell, of North Yass, a son (Arthur).

Binge.—January, 1944, to Mr. and Mrs. T. Binge, of Boggabilla, a son (Geoffrey). In Moree.

Binge.—December 27, 1943, to Mr. and Mrs. C. Binge, of Boggabilla, a eon (Angus Alexander), in Moree.

Briggs.—To Mr. and Mrs. R. Briggs, of Moonah Cullah, a daughter. At Swan Hill.

Broun.—April 13, 1941, to Mr. and Mrs. IN. Brown, of Cherbourg, twin sons (Glen Duke and Ervyn William). All well.

freeman.—December 23, 1943, to Mr. and Mrs. Freeman, of Sydney, a son at Yass (Ronald).

Goolagong—March 6, 1944. at Yass, a daughter (Mary Ann).

Gray.—January 12, 1944, to Mr. and Mrs. J. Gray, of Peak Hill, a daughter (Elizabeth May).

Jackson.—March 28, 1944 to Mr. and Mrs. 0, Jackson, of Barmah, a daugh­ter.

Priestly.—April 17, 1944, to Mr. and Mrs. B. Priestly, of Woorabinda, a daughter (Annette).

Taylor.—To Mr. and Mrs. S. Taylor, of Moonah Cullah, a daughter, at Swan Hill.

Wagg.—April 4, 1944, to Mr. and Mrs. C. Wagg, of Eidsvold, a daughter (Frances).

Walker.—March 27, 1944, to Mr. and Mrs. F. Walker, of Cummeragunja, a daughter.

West.—April 19, 1944, to Mr. and Mrs. G. West, of Eidsvold, a son (Ronald Edward).

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Dedications At Boggabilla: April 9, 1944, Angus

Alexander Binge, Henry John Binge. April 16, 1944, Victor Gregary Wright.

At Fingal Point: April 9, 1944, Wil­liam Grant Paulson, Daniel Leonard Rotumah, Cyril William Rotumah, Bev­erley Ann Rotumah, Neville Slabb.

At Woorabinda: Aileen Edith Mal­colm, Edmund Ryan Malcolm.

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Deaths Captain.—April 15, 1944, at Woora­

binda, Roley Captain, father of Delphine and brother of Mrs. Beanie Cross.

Fogarty.—March 21, 1944, Toni Fog-arty, at Woorabinda, aged 7 years.

Freeman.—January 23, 1944, at Brungle, Patrick Freeman, aged 52 years.

Workers' Corner Still keeping in mind the thought

about having a message to preach to reach each, we often wonder just how we can do it.

Now you remember what we said in the March Evangel don't you? Added to that there are four things we should know about the Bible if we are to be used by God.

1. We should know how to use our Bible to show others their need of a Saviour.

2. We should know how to use our Bible to show them that the Lord Jesus Christ is just the Saviour they need.

a. We should know how to use our Bible so as to show them how to make this Saviour their own. " 0 , that my Saviour were vour Saviour loo!" '

1. We should know how to use our Bible to meet all the difficulties that stand between them and the Lord Jesus Christ as their own per­sonal Saviour.

Our next "Corner Notes" will give more help along these lines, so look out for them.

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Deaths—continued Gray.—January 12, 1944, Elizabeth

May, infant daughter of Mr. and Mrs. J. Gray, of Peak Hill.

Wagg.—April 4, 1944,. Frances, infant daughter of Mr. and .Airs. C. Wagg, of Eidsvold. He gathers the lambs with His arm.

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O U R SERIAL (Continued from page 8) for I have redeemed thee, I have called thee by thy name, thou art Mine."

Then came hot, thankful tears. Oh, precious words, sinking right into the torn troubled heart. Christ the Redeemer has called him by his name. He was— yes, he would be His! He glanced around. Nobody was to be seen; he was sitting in the hollow at the foot of the hill, and u.ider the shade of a low branching tree. And there he knelt down to pray. And Satan drew himself away, for the spot around that kneeling boy was holy ground. Tip's soul had gained the victory.

(To be continued.)

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OUR SERIAL STORY.

TIP LEWIS AND HIS LAMP. By "Pansy.

CHAPTER 7—Continued. The long day, crowded full of trouble

and temptation to poor Tip, wore away. At playtime he wandered off by himself, trying hard to get back some of the strong firm hopes of the morning.

One more sharp trial was in store for him. Towards the close of the afternoon Bob's fun took the form of paper balls, which at every turn of Mr. Burrows' back, spun through the room in all direc­tions. The boys complained, and Mr. Bur­rows scolded. At last he spoke this ehort sentence: "The next boy I catch throwing paper or anything else in this room to­day, I shall punish severely and I shall expect any scholar who sees anything of this kind going on to inform me."

Not five minutes after that Mr. Burrows bent over his desk when—whisk! went the largest paper ball that had been thrown all day and landed on the teach­er's head. Some of the scholars laughed, some looked grave and frightened, for Mr, Burrows was a man who always meant what he said,

"Does anyone know who threw that ball " he asked, closing his desk and speaking in a calm, steady tone,

No reply—silence for a minute; Then, "Ellis Holbrook, do you know who threw that ball of paper?"

"Yes, sir." "Very well, I am waiting to be told." "Tip Lewis threw it, sir." This was a little too much for Tip. The

first time in his life that he had ever been in school all day without throwing one, to be so accused! He sprang up in his seat with fire in his eyes.

"I didn't," he almost screamed. "He knows I didn't! Its' a mean wicked lie."

"Sit down," said Mr. Burrows. "Ellis, did you see him throw i t ?"

"Yes, sir, 1 did." Mr. Burrows turned to Tip. "Edward,

come here." Tip was still standing. "Say you won't,"

whispered Bob. "Say you won't stir a step for the old fellow. If he goes to make you, we'll see who'll win."

But the command was repeated, and Tip went forward, fixing his steady eyes on Mr. Burrows as he spoke. "Mr. Burrows, as sure as I live, I did not throw: that paper ball."

And yet—poor Tip—he knew he would not be believed. He had earned, among other things in the school, the name of hardly ever speaking the truth, and now he must suffer for it. So he stood still and received the swift, hard blows of the cane on his hands.

The Central Press Pty. Ltd.,

What a bitter, heavy heart the poor boy carried out from the schoolroom that afternoon; he felt as though he almost hated every scholar there—quite hated Ellis Holbrook.

And Satan walked along with him. "It's no use," said this evil spirit, "don't you see it isn't You might as well give it up first as last, the boys and the teacher and everyone, think you're no­thing in the world but a wicked young scamp and you never can be anything else. You've been humbugging yourself these four weeks, making believe you had a great Friend to help you, why hasn't He helped you today. You've tried your best all day long, and He knows you have, yet you never had such a hard day in your life. If He cares anything at all about you, why didn't He help you today? You asked him to."

Tip sat down on a log by the side of the road, and gave himself up for a little to Satan's guidance, and the wicked voice went on—

"Now you see you've been cheated. You've tried hard for a whole month to be somebody and no one thinks any more of you than they did before and never will. Your mother scolds just as much and your home looks just as dis­mal, and Kitty is just as hateful, and the respectable boys in the village will have nothing to do with you. You might as well lounge around and have a good time."

Softly there came another voice knock­ing at Tip's heart. Ar first he would not notice it, but it would be heard.

"What of all that?" it said; "suppose nobody cares for you, or helps you here. Jesus died, you know, and He is your Friend. Then there's heaven, where all the beauty is and He has promised to take you—yes you—there by and by. Oh, you must not complain because people won't believe that such a bad boy as you have been has grown good so soon. Christ knows all about it, so it's all right. Just keep on trying and one of these days folks will see that you mean it—they will—God has promised. He has given you a lamp to light you. Why haven't you looked at it all to­day?"

"Go on home,'' said Satan. "Let the lamp and these new ideas and all go! Christ doesn't care anything about you."

But Tip's hand was in his pocket, resting on his lamp, as he learned to call it. He pulled it out and turned the lea\es, and the same dear Helper stop­ped his eyes at the words, "Fear not,

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