The Lutheran Pioneer St. Louis — 1909, Page 44

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Footprints.

A French scientist was traveling across the
desert with a guide. In the evening the guide knelt
down and prayed.

“What have you been doing?” asked the infidel,
when the guide rose from his knees.

“Praying,” was the reply.

“Tow do you know there is a God?” asked the
scientist; “did you ever see Him?”

“ No.”
“Or hear Him?”
“No.” .

The Lutheran Pioneer.

“Then,” said the guide quietly, “you are a great
fool to believe there was a camel round here, if you
did not see it, or hear it, or feel it.”

* “But,” said the Frenchman, “here are its foot-
prints on the sand, round the tent, so I know there
was a camel here.”

Just then the sun rose above the horizon in all
The guide pointed to the rising sun,
saying: “Behold, there are the footprints of the
Creator, and so I know there is a God.”

The guide had the best of the argument.

“The heavens declare the glory of God; and the
firmament showeth forth His handiwork,” Ps. 19, 1.

Evening Prayer.

his glory.

“T will lay me down in peace and
sleep.” Ps. 4,8.
Dear Father, hear my prayer
Before I go to rest:
Keep safe Thy little child,
And let my sleep be blest.

Dear Savior, hear my prayer:
Wash all my sins away,

And let me sleep in peace
Until the break of day.

Dear Spirit, hear my prayer:
Be Thou my heav’nly Light,
And let me never fear

The darkness of the night.

Now look upon me, Lord,
Ere I lie down to rest;
It is Thy little child
That cometh to be blest.

“Or put out your hand and touch Him?”

“No.” f;

“Well, then,” said the Frenchman, “you are a
great fool to pray when you have never seen, or
heard, or felt God.”

The guide said nothing, and they retired for the
night.

In the morning the Frenchman said: “There
was a camel round my tent last night.”

“fTow do you know?” asked the guide; “did
you see it?”

“No,” replied the scientist.

‘Did you hear it?”

“No.”

“Or put out your hand and touch it?”

“No.”

“Out of the Mouth of Babes.”’

The pastor of a large city congregation writes:
The psalmist says, “Out of the mouth of babes and
sucklings hast Thou ordained strength.” ‘The truth
of this may also be seen from the following in-
cident.

One day an aged pious woman came to see me.

In our conversation she told me of her past life.

Thank God, she said, she had always had her daily
bread, though it often had been very little. When
she, in her youthful years, married, she had only
the most necessary things in her new home. Her
husband was a shoemaker in a small village; he
had but little work and did not earn much. At last
he had to give up his trade and seek some other