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The Lutheran Pioneer.

“Mother's too poor; she has no money to give
me; but I do beg of you not to tear the Bible.
Teacher says it is God’s own Word.”

“Well, don’t ery, child; if you ean bring me its
weight in waste paper, you shall still have it.”

Delighted with this thought, away he ran again
to his mother, and told her all that had passed. She
gave him all the old papers she possessed. Then he
went round to all the neighbors, and having col-
lected all they could give him, returned to the shop
with the bundle of them under his arm. “Here I

Christ Crucified.

“They crucified Him, and two other with Him, on either
side one, and’ Jesus in the midst.” John 19, 18.

am, ma’am,” said he, “and here is all the paper I
can get.”

“Well, stop a bit, my boy, and I will weigh it,

for you.”

The shopwoman put the Bible in one scale and
the paper in the other. The boy fixed his eyes in-
tently on the scale, awaiting the result with breath-
less anxiety, when, to his inexpressible joy, the
paper outweighed the Bible.

“Tt’s mine!” he shouted, with tears of joy,
“that Bible’s mine!” He took it up and all the
way back to his cottage kept calling out, “I’ve got

it, mother! I’ve got it — I’ve got the Bible!” He
would not have been half as happy had he found the
richest treasure hid in the field. —

Now, my dear readers, if you possess a Bible,
L would ask you whether you prize it as highly as
this little boy did? Can you sincerely say, “The
Law of Thy mouth is dearer to me than thousands
of gold and silver”? Do you as truly believe as he
did that it is the Word of God? And if some of
you do not yet possess one, do you try as earnestly
to get one, and do you feel as happy when you have
obtained it? I leave it to your conscience to answer
these questions. — Sel.

Sos tOt—

“In the Lord Put I My Trust.’’

The Lord promises to take care of us.. He asks
us to trust Him. It is not always easy to do this.
In danger, in trouble, in sorrow, and in sickness
it is not easy to trust in the Lord. The devil then
tries to make us afraid. He tells us that the Lord
will not keep His promise, — that He has forgotten
us. But that is false. The Lord is true to Tis
word. Would that we would always say: “In the
Lord put I my trust.”

I once read of a woman who had learned to say
these words. She lived in a large house that stood
out in a lonely place by itself. She had two maids
to keep her company. Every evening she and her
maids would go through the house to see that all
the windows and doors were closed. One night she
had been around and had just told the maids that
they might go to their own room for the night.
On entering her bed-chamber she saw a man under
the bed. What could she do? She knew that she
would be powerless to protect herself. But she put
her trust in the Lord. She closed her door and
locked it as usual. She then took her Bible and
read aloud the 91st Psalm. Have you ever read it?
Such words as these are found there: “He that
dwelleth in the secret place of the Most High shall
abide under the shadow of the Almighty. He shall
cover thee with His feathers, and under His wings
shalt thou trust.” “Because thou hast made the
Lord, even the Most High, thy habitation, there
shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague
come nigh thy dwelling.”

When she had read the Psalm, she offered a
prayer aloud, committing herself and her servants
to God’s protection. She pleaded that God would
keep His promise, and preserve her from harm.