father. "Or it might maintain a poor fool who had
missed his calling and was sent home."

Hubert laughed again. "Quite so," he assented.

And so the clouds broke away from over the house of Gray. A restored
mutual understanding gave relief amounting to joy even in the face of
coming separation.

Hubert's enterprise, like a great ship, could not be launched hastily.
Months of preparation passed in which the business matter was finally
settled and other affairs adjusted. It was finally concluded that the
entire business of Robert Gray & Son should be sold, as the senior
partner did not wish to carry it on without his son.

"It is not a question of the poor-house if you do give it up now,
father," Hubert said to him, and he assented.

The missionary-to-be found himself called to many places to speak on
behalf of the cause, and he did so with great readiness. His intense
ardor caused his words to burn their way into many hearts. Again and
again his own heart was overwhelmed within him by the greatness of his
theme. Cold figures became burning facts as he looked at the wide
areas untouched by the Gospel. The slighted wish of his Lord became an
anguish in his soul. That men and women should call themselves by His
name and still live unto themselves, never grieved by His message
undelivered, His errand of love undone, was a shame intolerable.
Sometimes when the passion for his Lord's will swept his soul, and he
beheld in contrast the idle hands of the church, paralyzed by pleasure
or filled with self-interests, in secret he cast himself upon his face
and wept as only a strong man, unused to tears, can weep.

The heart of Robert Gray turned with increasing fondness to his
daughter who still saw her place to be at his side. A great comfort
was she to him in these days of trial. For herself, Winifred was
finding out afresh "the sweetness of an accepted sorrow." The joy of
the Lord was inexpressible. She could scarcely understand the gladness
that filled her soul after sacrifice "more than when their corn and
their wine increased."

"Why are you so radiant?" Adele asked in one of their many conferences.

"I do not know," she answered, blushing at being surveyed so
admiringly. "But do you remember that Psalm, Adele, that says:

"'O send out thy light and thy truth: let them lead me,
Let them bring me unto thy holy hill'--

"that is getting very near to God, Adele--

"'And to thy tabernacles.

"Th