y Mission of which Dr. Schauffler is the head. We shook hands,
and before we parted we made a compact that we would be pals.

Isn't it wonderful what God can do? I don't believe there's a man or
woman, no matter how wicked, no matter what sin they've done, but God
can and will save, the only conditions being: Come, believe, and trust.
"For God so loved the world that He gave His only-begotten Son, that
whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting
life."--John 3:16. But you have to have some sand of your own.

[Illustration: READING-ROOM IN A LODGING-HOUSE.]

CHAPTER V

ON THE UP GRADE

Mr. Irvine paid for my lodging and meals for a week at 105 Bowery. I
thought he was great; I'd never run up against anything like him. He
said, "We must get you a job of some kind, and that quick. Will you
work?" Well, what do you think of that! Would I work? It struck me as
funny. Work and I had fallen out long ago. I could lie down beside work
and watch the other fellow do it. I had reached the point where, like a
good many others, I felt the world owed me a living, and I was bound to
get it. I had toiled hard and faithfully for the Devil, and taken a
great many chances, and I never thought of that as work. And I got the
wages the Devil always pays--cuts, shot, prison: I was paid good and
plenty. Here I was up against another proposition--work--and I hated
it!

Irvine said, "You must have something to occupy your mind and time, for
you know the Devil finds mischief for idlers." I said I'd tackle
anything; I'd work all right. A few days later he told me he had a job
for me. "Good," I said. I wondered what kind of work it was. I knew it
was not a position of great trust, not a cashier in a bank; that would
have to come later on. Well, the job was tending a furnace--get up steam
at 5 A. M., do the chores, and make myself generally useful; wages
$12.00 per month and my breakfast!

I did not like this for a starter, and I told Mr. Irvine so, and he had
to do some tall talking. He finally got angry and said, "Ranney, you
started out to let God help you. Well, you know God helps the man that
helps himself." That was so. I had asked God to help me, and here I was
at the start refusing to give Him a chance. That clinched it, and I
took the first honest job I had had in a good many years. I thank God I
did take it, for it was a stepping-stone.

FISHING FOR A DINNER

I started in working and was getting o