on like one in a dream.

Presently Miss Elton came up to him, and said---

"Well my little man, aren't you going home?"

"Please'm," he said eagerly, "do you think as 'ow 'e'll let me take Willie
to _'im?_"

"What do you mean, dear?" she asked.

"Why 'im as we was told about to-night."

"Do you mean Jesus?" she asked.

Bob nodded.

"Yes, dear," was the answer. "He wants Willie and you too.
Have you ever heard about Jesus before?"

"No," was the answer.

So she tried to explain in a very simple way, which both the children could
understand, the sweet story of Jesus. "He is watching you, and Willie
too," she said, "and He wants to help you to be good boys, so that you may
grow up to be good He loves you very, very much. Will you let Him?"

"I wish 'e would," said Bob. "Don't you, Willie? On'y, I don't see as 'ow
I can tell 'im."

"Well," was the answer, "if you kneel down, and shut your eyes, and speak
to Him ever so softly, He will hear you. Listen!" And kneeling down
beside the children she prayed--"Dear Jesus, these two little boys want You
to help them to be good. They want to be made fit to live in Your
beautiful home. Please help them. Amen."

The children looked at her for a moment or two, awed by her manner.
Then Bob asked--

"Did 'e 'ear yer?"

"Yes, dear, He did," was the reply; "and if you talk to Him, He will hear
you too. But now it is getting late and you must take this little chap
home. Will you come again another night, and hear some more about Jesus?"

"We'd like to, wouldn't we, Willie?"

Willie nodded. He could hardly take his eyes off the beautiful face of the
lady, and for once he felt too shy to say much, but when he was outside the
door his tongue became unloosed.

"Wasn't she a pretty lady, Bob? Shall we go and see her again?"

"'Course we will," was the decided answer. "But, Willie, wouldn't yer like
to go an' see that kind man wot the gent told us about?"

"Yes," said Willie; "but where is 'e, Bob?"

"I dunno," said Bob; "but the lady said as 'ow 'e would 'ear us if we spoke
to 'im. P'raps Mrs. Blair will tell us."

When the children arrived, at the house they found Mrs. Blair becoming very
anxious about them, for it was not often they were so late now that the
evenings were dark and cold.

"Why, laddies!" she exclaimed, "I thought you were lost.
Wherever 'ave you been?"

"Mrs. Blair," said Willie eagerly, "can you tell us the way to Jesus?"

"Bless