asseestance; but, man, she
doesna ken the whusky, an' the inside o' a man that's wantin' it. Ay,
puir buddie, she diz her pairt, an' when ye're a bit restless an thrawn
aifter yer day's wark, it's like a walk in a bonnie glen on a simmer
eve, with the birds liltin' aboot, tae sit in yon roomie and hear her
sing; but when the night is on, an' ye canna sleep, but wauken wi' an'
awfu' thurst and wi' dreams o' cosy firesides, and the bonnie sparklin'
glosses, as it is wi' puir Billy, ay, it's then ye need a man wi' a guid
grup beside ye.'

'What do you do then, Geordie?' I asked.

'Oo ay, I juist gang for a bit walk wi' the lad, and then pits the
kettle on an' maks a cup o' tea or coffee, an' aff he gangs tae sleep
like a bairn.'

'Poor Billy,' I said pityingly, 'there's no hope for him in the future,
I fear.'

'Hoot awa, man,' said Geordie quickly. 'Ye wadna keep oot a puir cratur
frae creepin' in, that's daein' his best?'

'But, Geordie,' I remonstrated, 'he doesn't know anything of the
doctrines. I don't believe he could give us "The Chief End of Man."'

'An' wha's tae blame for that?' said Geordie, with fine indignation.
'An' maybe you remember the prood Pharisee and the puir wumman that cam'
creepin' in ahint the Maister.'

The mingled tenderness and indignation in Geordie's face were beautiful
to see, so I meekly answered, 'Well, I hope Mr. Craig won't be too
strict with the boys.'

Geordie shot a suspicious glance at me, but I kept my face like a summer
morn, and he replied cautiously--

'Ay, he's no' that streect: but he maun exerceese discreemination.'

Geordie was none the less determined, however, that Billy should 'come
forrit'; but as to the manager, who was a member of the English Church,
and some others who had been confirmed years ago, and had forgotten much
and denied more, he was extremely doubtful, and expressed himself in
very decided words to the minister--

'Ye'll no' be askin' forrit thae Epeescopawlyun buddies. They juist ken
naething ava.'

But Mr. Craig looked at him for a moment and said, "Him that cometh
unto Me I will in no wise cast out,"' and Geordie was silent, though he
continued doubtful.

With all these somewhat fantastic features, however, there was no
mistaking the earnest spirit of the men. The meetings grew larger
every night, and the interest became more intense. The singing became
different. The men no longer simply shouted, but as Mr. Craig would
call attention to