de by the Sermon on the Mount.

To-day the lecturer's theme was Redemption, and from all the cardinal
divisions of the Scriptures he drew illustrations of their one
consistent theme. It was when he reached the Day of Atonement under
the Levitical institution, that Adele Forrester's interest reached its
height. He drew a vivid, simple picture, as a teacher might present an
object lesson to a child, of the offering, the priest, the waiting
congregation, the presentation in the Holiest of All, and the blessing
of the people.

Adele leaned forward in her seat as he proceeded. She had never seen
it just like that before. She imagined herself one of the Jewish
congregation, with a guilty score against her which needed to be wiped
out. What if there were a flaw in the offering? What if the priest
were not acceptable, and she were to go back with the debt
uncanceled--with reconciliation not effected? Her mind leaped forward
before the speaker could reach the point to the Lamb without spot or
blemish and the High Priest who "ever liveth to make intercession" for
His people. Was that what it meant? And was it already accomplished?
The speaker was saying:

"There is both correspondence and contrast here. In the first case
there was indeed remission of sins, because the Lord had covenanted to
meet His people upon that ground. But it was temporary, and the work
imperfect. The _taking away of sins_ was not actual, but pictorial,
each sacrifice pointing forward to the effective one to come. There
was no vital relationship between the victim and the worshiper, and the
death of one could not be made actually good to the other. Nor could a
new life of righteousness be imparted. So the work was imperfect,
unfinished, always looking forward to the perfect, eternal redemption
which should be wrought by the One who has power to impart the virtue
of His death and the power of His endless life."

Before Adele's mind there came the vision of a vain, empty, earthward
life. But clearer still she saw the Lamb bearing away all offenses and
her hopeless coming short, and the High Priest who with perfect
acceptance presented the offering of His blood for her. Why had she
never seen it before?

Oh, what grace! Oh, what a lightened soul!--to be free as a child
unborn of any guilt of sins! She caught her breath with a little
convulsive sob and sank back in her seat, grasping Winifred's hand with
a tight, expressive grip. She tr