Volume I Part 14 (2/2)

'Lord, what a wretched land this is That yields us no supplies!'

or,

'My thoughts on awful subjects roll, d.a.m.nation and the soul;'

or,

'Lord, we're a garden walled around, Planted and made peculiar ground,'

he was alike distressed and shocked.

Once upon a time an old divine met Dr. Doddridge, of pious memory, as he was going to preach.

'I wish for you the presence of G.o.d in the chapel,' said the good doctor in his unctuous style.

'My dear doctor,' said the old divine, 'we have always the presence of G.o.d everywhere.'

That was the feeling that came at length to Wentworth-that G.o.d is everywhere present with us as a Father and a Friend. It was that that filled his heart with joy. It was enough for him that he was there to pity and succour and bless.

It was in a similar spirit that the actress had learned to realize the Divine presence and power.

And once more they are under the stars as he sees her to her comfortable home, where an aged mother with a bright smile awaits her coming. That walk of theirs under the stars had been the turning-point of their lives.

It was the girl trembling and sorrowful by his side who had helped to recall him to his better self. She had achieved success, and so had he.

Outcasts as they were in the eyes of the Church, they were children crying, and not in vain, for the light.

END OF VOL. I

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