d mightily upon the
hearts of many others.

Oh, the deep and wonderful love of God! Oh, the richness and fulness of
his grace! How glorious Bessie now found her walk with God! How
precious to commune with him and feel that she was growing deeper into
his love! Truly it was a taste of heaven!

CHAPTER XXIII.

BESSIE SEES HER DUTY.

Among those converted in the meetings was a girl a little younger than
Bessie. Her name was Cora. Being an orphan and living in the home of an
infidel uncle, where she had no one to understand or sympathize with her
views, she often sought Bessie for counsel and advice. The uncle did not
oppose his niece, but others in his family did.

As time went on, the two girls became anxious to be doing something for
the Lord. While they were pondering over the matter, a company of
ministers came to the place to hold another series of meetings. From
them the girls learned that _The Gospel Trumpet_ was published by
consecrated labor, that the workers received no stated salary, but that
they trusted the Lord for their food and clothing.

It seemed a strange story to the girls, but Cora felt that she should
like to go and help in the work. Though her uncle was not pleased with
her plan, yet finally, after he had investigated and had found the place
respectable, he gave his consent. It was several months, however, before
she expected to leave. Toward the close of this time Bessie began to
feel some anxiety for her friend, and one day said to her, "Cora, do you
really want to go to _The Gospel Trumpet_ office to work? Now, if you
don't want to go, God will not be pleased with your service." "Bessie, I
have lost all desire to go," Cora answered. "It seems to me that God is
calling you instead of me. You could be a much greater help than I,
because you have known and understood this truth all your life."

If Bessie had received a severe blow, it could not have hurt her more.
Her precious mother! How could she leave her! Many of her cherished
hopes for the future arose before me. Her plan, to do all she could for
her mother in her declining years, came up before her; and as she
thought of it, she became very sad. When the two girls parted at the
door, Bessie's heart was very heavy; and when she was at last alone, she
wept bitterly. She remembered that she had consecrated to do anything
the Lord might require of her, but she did not see how she could do
this. For many days Bessie bore this heavy b