had said their prayers, each waited for the other to get up. When
they did manage to get up one said to the other: "I really am glad to
see that you knelt; I was afraid of you." "Well," said the other, "and I
was afraid of you." So it turned out that both were Christians, and yet
they were afraid of each other. You smile at that, but how many times
have you done the same thing--perhaps not in that way, but the same
thing in effect. Henceforth, then, be not ashamed, but let everyone know
you are His.

The Little Tow-Headed Norwegian.

I remember while in Boston I attended one of the daily prayer meetings.
The meetings we had been holding had been almost always addressed by
young men. Well, in that meeting a little tow-headed Norwegian boy stood
up. He could hardly speak a word of English plain, but he got up and
came to the front. He trembled all over and the tears were all trickling
down his cheeks, but he spoke out as well as he could and said: "If I
tell the world about Jesus, then will He tell the Father about me." He
then took his seat; that was all he said, but I tell you that in those
few words he said more than all of them, old and young together. Those
few words went straight down into the heart of everyone present. "If I
tell the world"--yes, that's what it means to confess Christ.

[Illustration: Esther Confounding Haman. GUSTAVE DORE. Esther, viii.]

[Illustration: The Angel at the Sepulcher. GUSTAVE DORE. Matthew,
xxviii, 1-7.]

The Family that Hooted at Moody.

I remember a family in Chicago that used to hoot at me and my scholars
as we passed their house sometimes. One day one of the boys came into
the Sunday-school and made light of it, As he went away, I told him I
was glad to see him there and hoped he would come again. He came and
still made a noise, but I urged him to come the next time, and finally
one day he said: "I wish you would pray for me, boys." That boy came to
Christ. He went home and confessed his faith, and it wasn't long before
that whole family had found the way into the Kingdom of God.

Peter's Confession.

One day He said, "Whom do men say that I am?" He wanted them to confess
Him. But one said, "They say thou art Elias," and another "that thou art
Jeremiah;" and another "Thou art St. John the Baptist." But He asked,
"Whom do you say that I am?"--turning to His disciples. And Peter
answers, "Thou art the Son of the living God." Then our Lord exclaimed,
"Blessed