never
wanted for anything and I've been able to help others. I've run pretty
close sometimes. Time and time again I've been compelled to say, 'Lord,
I'm all out of coal,' or 'Lord, I'm going to have to ask you to get me
my fare to New Haven tomorrow,' but in the moment of my need He has
never forgotten me. Why, I've gone down to the depot time and time
again, when it was necessary for me to go, without five cents in my
pocket, and He's been there to meet me. Why, He wouldn't keep you
waiting when you're about His work. He wouldn't forget you--not for a
minute."

I looked at the man in open-eyed amazement.

"Do you mean to say that you would go down to a depot without money and
wait for money to come to you?"

"Oh, brother," he said, with the softest light in his eyes, "if you only
knew what it is to have faith!"

He laid his hand softly on mine.

"What is car-fare to New Haven or to anywhere, to Him?"

"But," I replied materially, "you haven't any car-fare when you go
there--how do you actually get it? Who gives it to you? Give me one
instance."

"Why, it was only last week, brother, that a woman wrote me from Maiden,
Massachusetts, wanting me to come and see her. She's very sick with
consumption, and she thought she was going to die. I used to know her in
Noank, and she thought if she could get to see me she would feel better.

"I didn't have any money at the time, but that didn't make any
difference.

"'Lord,' I said, 'here's a woman sick in Maiden, and she wants me to
come to her. I haven't got any money, but I'll go right down to the
depot, in time to catch a certain train,' and I went. And while I was
standing there a man came up to me and said, 'Brother, I'm told to give
you this,' and he handed me ten dollars."

"Did you know the man?" I exclaimed.

"Never saw him before in my life," he replied, smiling genially.

"And didn't he say anything more than that?"

"No."

I stared at him, and he added, as if to take the edge off my
astonishment:

"Why, bless your heart, I knew he was from the Lord, just the moment I
saw him coming."

"You mean to say you were standing there without a cent, expecting the
Lord to help you, and He did?"

"'He shall call upon me, and I shall answer him,'" he answered simply,
quoting the Ninety-first Psalm.

This incident was still the subject of my inquiry when a little colored
girl came out of the yard and paused a moment before us.

"May I go down across the br