linded that she often
agrees to a secret marriage with some one who is wholly unfit to be her
life companion. It is in this way that many a girl has been deceived and
led into sin. Many times, too, habits have been formed, from which
nothing but the grace of God could deliver. In looking back over a
wasted life, many a person can see that his or her downfall had its
origin in the first novel.

"My dear child, there are many good books that you will find both
helpful and interesting, but the Bible should be the pattern of your
life. Let it be the principal food for your mind and soul. Your time all
belongs to God, and you should waste none of it in reading unwholesome
literature."

As Mrs. Worthington finished speaking, she was glad to see a changed
look in Bessie's face. She knew that God was talking to her daughter;
and as she arose to go, she said: "Bessie, do not forget from whom you
may expect strength. I am praying that God will entirely take away the
unnatural appetite which you have been fostering."

It was not long until Bessie rejoiced in full deliverance from her taste
for novel-reading, and her interest in her mother's talks returned. As
they read the Bible together and praised God for the precious truths it
contained, cherishing them within their hearts as priceless treasures,
Bessie's understanding seemed to open, and she was able to comprehend
many of the deep truths of God's Word. The reading of God's Word gave
her such unbounding joy, such complete spiritual happiness, that nothing
could compare with it. Its truths, so simple and yet so grand, were at
once a guide and a reproof to keep her feet from straying from the
narrow way.

CHAPTER XXI.

GLAD TIDINGS.

In a small house about two miles from Bessie's home lived a very old
lady. She loved the Lord and enjoyed telling of his goodness and of his
dealings with her. Bessie, who was now about sixteen years of age,
enjoyed these talks very much.

One day while Bessie and her mother were visiting this aged saint, she
brought forth a much-worn paper and handed it to Mrs. Worthington,
saying, "My daughter sent me this paper. You may take it home, if you
like," she continued; "but I must ask you to return it, as my daughter
wants it again." As Mrs. Worthington took the paper, Bessie saw at the
top of the page, in large letters, "The Gospel Trumpet." After reading a
few minutes Mrs. Worthington exclaimed: "This paper is certainly the
work of a