' ' Nay, I cannot repeat the exact words. " "Can't you remember, Joel?" per sisted his mistress, addressing the young apprentice. The lad blushed up, but more, appa rently, from eagerness and excitement than bashf ulness, as he answered, " Not the very words ma'am, I can't remember. But it was a prayer that had wings like, and it lifted you up right away into the heavens. When he left off, I felt as if I had been dropped straight down on to Whit-niQadow out of a cloud of glory." "Well, there's no harm in all that, Brother Jackson V said Gladwish, look ing round. "Harm!" echoed Gibbs. " Why, Mr Gladwish, if you could have seen the faces of the people ! And then presently he began to call sinners to repentance with such power as I never witnessed — no, not when he was preaching in our chapel two years ago. He speke of wrath and judgment, until the whole field was full of the sound of crying and groaning. But he seemed continually strengthened, and went on, until first one fell, and then another. They dropped down, just like dead, when the arrows of conviction entered their souls. And the cries of some of them were awful to hear. Then there was weeping, and a kind of hard breathing and panting from breasts op pressed with the weight of sin ; and then, mixed with these sounds, the rejoicing aloud of believers, and those who received assurance. But through all the preacher's voice rose above the tumult, and it seemed to me almost a manifest miracle that he should be able to make himself heard so clearly." "Aye," said Joel, "it was like a ship on the top of the stormy waves ; now high, now low, but always above the raging waters."

There was a short silence. Those pre sent looked first at each other and then at old Max, who sat motionless and grim, with his elbow on the table, and his chin resting on his clenched hands. "And did you really see any of the poor creeturs as was took 1" asked Mrs Gladwish of the widow Thimbleby. "Took, ma'am?" " Took with fits, or whatever it was."

"Oh ! yes ; I see several. 