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Pnd W t She was dead. I had held her cold hand and kissed her icy lips. Yer here she stood before me in the flesh, l graveâ€"eyed, doveâ€"robed, and someâ€" } thing wan and pale, an inner beauty | shining from her face. | At last my tongue‘s strings became loosened. I stammered her name. For answer she uttered in a wellâ€"rememâ€" bered voice one word: "Stuart!" Next instant with a shriek of joy she was locked in my embrace, and my eager lips pressed passionately _ her dimples, those nests for kisses. In those joyful dreamy moments we left remembrances unuttered, and nothing mingled with the sound of our kisses but a whispered word. from Dora. When one finds living and well one‘s love who was long ago lowered to the grave there is no need for the voice; wWEDNESDAY, JUOLY 27, 19271 Phone Main 1508 oofi ie ol WThe Creat Ship "SEEANDBEE" â€" Leave Burraro _« _ 9:00 P. M. ; East® Arrive Creyzcaxp _â€"~ 7:80 A. 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RENNISE COMPANY, LIMITED ed between the Hishway .and Grand Truak RENNIE‘S WAREKOUSE ues on e en e e e e e e e e o ce e e en en ze BE T W EEN * C on GCUBT A NT â€"Daily, May 1st to Nov. 15th â€"CLEVELAND Railway Fires LONG BRANCH Jarvis and Adelaide Streets, Toronto BET W E EN ‘"CITY OF ERIE" â€" "CITY OF BUFFALO® I glanced at her pale cheek and shellâ€"like ear as her handsome head pillowed itself upon my breast. So delicate they seemed that, were it not for the rising and falling of her bosâ€" om, I should have believed she was of wax. But presently, struggling with the emotion that she had striven in vain to suppress, she raised her blue eyes to mine. They were still clear beds of crimson, white, scarlet, and blue. Fresh air came in abundance from the open country, with puffs of all the pleasant perfumes of thf flowâ€" ers. The sweet scents seemed\to fill Sybil with lassitude. She leaned upon my arm quite faint ,as if the smell had sent her off to sleep with love. Through the open windows the garâ€" den looked quite gay. The lawn grew thickâ€"and strong with its wellâ€"kept € "SEEANDBEE‘*" sent on receipt of booklet free. ecommoméitienmnme in en inoncim neermmeneren Parliament Bldgs., Toronto, Ontario away from you. July 4th, 1920â€"Tourists left camp fire on shore of Deer Lake. After six days‘ fight, rangers put fire out, but 550 acres of young pine were dead. May Sist, 1920â€"A neglected camp fire, despite efforts of Chief Fire Ranger and 42 men, burned 1,200 acres of young pine. May 7th, 1921â€"Indians left camp fire, which burned over 7,000 acres and took one week of fighting to control. ful to put your camn fire outâ€"dead out. or cigar ends. Watch out, lest your Don‘t throw away Be careful of fire in the forests. Be csareâ€" Negiected Camp Fires lighted matches "Dora, forgive me! I had imagined that you were my rival. I was told that Stuart was your lover, and had positive proof that you had on more than, one occasion gone to his rooms alone. I believed that after he had supposed me dead he loved you, but I find that the same lying scandalous tongue that wounded my reputation tried to wound yours. Instead of my enemy, I find you are still my devoted friend. Forgive me, Dora. Forgive But in my sudden ecstasy at finding her actually in my embrace, enrapâ€" tured by her beauty and transported by her passionate kisses, I ~trod enâ€" chanted ground, knowing not what words fell from my lips. "I bring him to you, Sybil, beacuse the secret may not be longer preservâ€" ed," she said slowly, andâ€" with ®mâ€" phasis. "It has been sought to fix Euilt upon an innocent man, who, fearâ€" ing to betray you, has allowed the newspapers to adjudge him a murderâ€" er. Speak then, tell Stuart, who has, I know, never ceased to love you and reâ€" vere your memory, the secret that has sealed your lips, the secret which when revealed will bring a terrible Nemesis upon the guilty ones." In a moment SyRl withdrew herâ€" self from my empface, then with a hurried impulse e took a few hurâ€" ried steps forwafd, and grasping the hand of the oman who had thus spoken, exclafmed: Her words caused a flood of memâ€" ories to surge through my brain, and as she stood before me still preoccuâ€" pied, still mysterious, I felt myself doubting, even then, the reality of my joy. But, no! her presence was a tangible inexplicable fact. Even at that moment a breath of violets filled my nostrils and again stirred my memâ€" ory.. Away in the Pyrences long ago her chiffons had exuded that odor. Was it not her favorite perfume? The violets of spring, those modest blosâ€" soms snatched from the woods to droop and die in the hands of London flowerâ€"sellers, had always brought back to me memories of brief summer days when we had wandered up those distant mountain paths side by side, hand in hand, like children. I had thought of those distant things amid the dust and clatter and gayety of the great city, and ofttimes bought a bunch of those flowers, offspring of the dew and rising sun, and wore them in my coat so that I might feast my full on the bitter recollections of those â€"days bygoneâ€"when I had first seen the sun of a woman‘s wondrous beauty. Our questions were naive and tenâ€" der; our explanations brief, and full of regrets and surprises. Happy in each other‘s love we uttered no word of reproach. Suddenly ILâ€"was conscious that Dora had approached, and was speaking. "At last!" she murmured dreamily, her little hand gripping my arm conâ€" vulsively. ‘‘At last you have come, Stuart!" / veneemommcomemnnee®tine con moneomn on erf® cigarettes fire gets 13 TIMES *4ND GUIDE, WESTON "Only toâ€"day, a few hours ago, the claims of the thraldom under which I have lived were drawn so tightly around me, galling me to the quick," she said in a low hurried voice, after sitting a few moments silent and agitated; ‘"only this morning I saw how hopeless was the effort to elude that thraldom in the smallest degree that my whole being ached in torture, and I hated the world and wished to escape from it; yet the two events for which I have longed through all these ;dreary wearying days bave now Ocâ€" ; curred. I am free to speak, and you } have come to me with forgiveness on your lips." ; "Sybil," I cried, as calmly as I could. my fingers closing over hers, "I love you as I have always loved you. Exâ€" plain everything, let me act for you in settling accounts with those who have held you in bondage, and then when all is plain, when the secret of |tlhis strangeâ€"life of yours is explained, ithen will we resume that perfect but abruptlyâ€"terminated happiness of the old neverâ€"toâ€"beâ€"forgotten days at Luchon." i "Ah! Stuart, Iâ€"â€"I knew you loved me!" she cried, clinging to me parâ€" |sionately.."I knew that you woula hear me because you are loyal and generous to a woman, as you always were. Yes, now, owing to a combinaâ€" tion of cireumstances, I am at last free to speak, and I will conceal nothâ€" ing. Our enemies parted us cruelly, deceiving us both, and acting with & cunning that was amazing. Therefore you, the principal sufferer, shall have the satisfaction of exposing their trickery and bringing them to justice. Even upon you at one time they heapâ€" ed suspicion so that‘ you might be made their scapegoat, while against myself the police also held a warrant j for an offense I committed without i the least criminal intent. Ah! my story is a strange one; stranger than any l have imagined." "Your ring," I exclaimed, noticing her weddingâ€"ring. ‘"Is that the one I placed upon your finger?" ~ "No, Stuart," she answered very gravely. ‘This is my weddingâ€"ring, it‘s trme, but you are not my hugband." "Then you haveâ€"you‘ve married some one else!" I grasped, starting up But. she gripped my wrist, forcing me firmly back in my chair, saying: "Did you not, a moment ago, promâ€" ise you would hear me without quesâ€" tion? Have patience, and you shall know everythingâ€"everything." Then, sighing heavily, she pushed the tendrils of fair hair from her white open brow, while I sank back among the cushions, impatient and perplexed. "‘There was a reason, which you will shortly see," she replied. "I knew Gilbert, it is true, but only very slightâ€" ly. Do not, however, for a moment imagine he was ever fond of me. He was engaged to some one else." ‘ She had taken a few steps backâ€" ward and sunk upon a low chair, while Dora had crossed to the fireplace and ensconced. herself in a_ pretty cozyâ€" corner where she sat in silence watchâ€" ing us with undisguised satisfaction. I, too, had seated myself in an armâ€" chair so near that of Sybil that I could hold and caress her tiny hand. ‘She smiled and sadly shook her head, replying: "No, you did not place it there." "What!" I cried amazed. "Are you not my wife? Is not that your wedâ€" dingâ€"ring?" "‘YÂ¥es. But I could not believe the truth," I said (hastily. "It was so incredible that I came to the conâ€" clusion that the, photographer had made some mistake about the date." Then I added: "Why was Sternroyd "Ah!" she said, smiling. ‘"You purâ€" chased my‘ photographâ€"the one I had placed in the shopâ€"window in Regent Street so that you should notice itâ€" and on buying it, as I knew you must, you would learn that I still lived." "Then who is the culprit?"‘ I inâ€" qguired,â€"in breathless anxiety to solve the inscrutable mystery that had so long puzzled me. ; "Be patient for a moment," Sybil answered, "and I will explain events in their sequence. Then you will see plainly by whose hand Gilbert fell." "You knew him, did you not?" I asked. placed beside you ‘"Yes," observed Dora. "The littlle I know of it astounds me. When the true facts are made known and the murderer of Gilbert Sternroyd arrestâ€" ed what a seandal it will cause!" ‘"When you have heard my confesâ€" sion, perhapsâ€"perhaps you will spurn and hate me for bringing upon you all this terrible anxiety and unhappiâ€" ness; but I swear before Heaven that secrecy was imperative, that I have been under the thrall of one, evil and unscrupulous, who has held my desâ€" tiny for life or death, Yes, yes, it is the ghastly truth," she said, her voice dropping to a scarcely audible whisâ€" per. "I deceived you even though I loved you, yet since that time I have lived tortured by Aa remorse that knows no night, driven almost to desâ€" peration by a knowledge of your unâ€" happiness and an inability to tell you that I still lived." "Why wene you unable to comâ€" municate with me?" I asked in wonâ€" der. "Because I dared not. Ah! Do not judge me prematurely!" she pleaded, clutching my arm. ‘"When you know the truth you will see there are exâ€" tenuating cireumstances. Tell me that you will hear me to the end before you condemn me as an adventuress." "Then he has againâ€"deceived me!" Sybil cried. ‘"He shall not elude us! No! the day of denunciation has dawned and I will lay bare the strange facts, so that punishment may fall upon the guilty ones," and she placed her hand upon her breast where her heart throbbed wildly. "It is a wretched story of duplicity and crime, Stuart," she added, standing before me with eye downcast. ‘‘Yes," Sybil said, "I have already heard of the suspicion that has fallen upon Captain Bethune, andâ€"" "I do, Stuart," she answered, turnâ€" ing her soft eyes to mine. ‘"He has been my friend, and from time to time has brought me here, in my lonely reâ€" treat, news of the one man I lovedâ€" yourself." "But Markwick is trying to escape Dora exclaimed quickly. "Say no more, Sybil," the other answered sympathetically. "All that is now of the past. Stuart and myself have, it is true, been friendsâ€"true, platonic friendsâ€"and were it not for his exertions on my behalf you would not toâ€"day be in a position to ruthlessâ€" ly cast off the trammels that have fetâ€" tered you, preventing you occupying your true position as his wife. Withâ€" out fear you may now lay bare the seâ€" cret of your life and divulge facts that will thwart the evil machinations of your enemies. You have waited long and been faithful, both of you, but your triumph will be swift, crushing, and complete." ‘"Bethune!" I cried, remembering her letter that I had found in his rooms. ‘"Tell me, do you know him?" 927 ‘‘My steyfather and his unctuous confederate, cowards that they were, claimed my help, claimed it in the name of all that had been done for me in effecting my escape, andâ€"and I could not deny them." As she spoke she clung tremblingly to Dora, as if fearful of her own words. There was a bewildering expression in her eyes Again there was silence, broken only by her sobs. I saw only Sybil beâ€" fore me with all the old love warm upon her pale tearâ€"stained face. I saw her struggle with the secret that held her aloof from me. I witnessed the struggle and knew its meaning. I knew that she was suffering, even as I suffered. There was another pang thrust into my heart in knowing of her torture. English mother. My father, a wealthy deputy, was killed while hunting, and my mother shortly afterward married an Englishman; but she too, died withâ€" in a year, leaving the whole of her fortune to my sister Ethel, who was a year my senior. Another Englishâ€" man, a crafty sycophantic liekspittle of my stepfather, married her, having made a secret compact by which the ‘two men shared the estate. At that ~time we were living in Paris, and there came to our houseâ€"Gilbert Sternroyd, a rich young Englishman of socialisâ€" tic tendencies. He had become im bued with Anarchist ideas and soon developâ€" ed into an ardent disciple of Ravachol. His theories he expounded to me,atâ€" most daily, until at length I joimed the brotherhood and furnished small sums of money when required. Aht you will condemn me, I know. It was. C admi/t, foolish; but remember I did not dream that they would use my money in their attempts to take the lives of innocent persons by means of bombs. It was represented to me that money was required to diffuse Anarchist literature. With secret muyâ€" der I had no sympathy, I swear. I was in Luchon with my stepfather when he was suddenly recalled tu Paris; then I met you and we spent some happy days together, untilâ€"â€" until a telegram «in cipher reached me one night and the blow that I feared fellâ€"a warrant was out for my arrest. There had _been on the previous afternoon, a terrible Anarehnâ€" ist outrage at the Chamber of Depuâ€" ties, and the police, in making some domiciliary visits to suspected Anarchâ€" ists, had discovered one of my letters which was undoubtedly incriminating. I. scribled you a hasty line of farewell, packed my trunk and left by the first train in the morning, traveling first to Bayonne, then to Madrid and Seville, whence some weeks later I sailed to London. I thought to escape by getting to England, and intended to at once write to you, but in London I found. my brotherâ€"inâ€"law and my stepfather awaiting me. Then for the first time I realized the truth. I had been caught in the net they had so cunningly prepared!" ‘"Ah! yes. The chain was thereâ€" there, clasped around my heart, crush= ing out every gleam of hope. I was lightâ€"hearted and he¢lpless, I could not see the life of torture to which I was yielding myself; so innocently I feli into the trap my enemies had cunningâ€" ly baited, that ere I realized the truth the bonds were irrevocably welded around my life. At first they sat lightly upon me, and I scarcely, felt them; but slowly I became conscious that there hung a deep shadow uporn my every step; slowly I became conscious that my every act and word must be guarded to unison with the thraldom under which I moved., At last I knew that I had passed beyond your ken; I knew that Iâ€" must renounce all thought of you, and I became cold, and, I sometimes think, callous. But I prayed, I begged of Heaven that I might lose the feelings of a woman, since I had lost her privelges." She spoke in a hot,dry, feverish tone â€"a tone that L would not have recogâ€" nized as that of the low musical voice of my love. Dora, rising from her seat, stood near her, gazing in wonder at her friend, from whose agony these revelations were wrung. ‘"When I met you, Stuart, I was giddy and thoughtless," she went on feverishly. "Toward you my whole soul yearnedâ€"you drew from me lite itself. Heart, soul and life were all yours; for I loved, I loved! But, Goc, our happiness was not for long. In fear of my liberty I was compelled to fly from you and allow you to beâ€" lieve I had forgotten. Thus, in the first moment, almost, when a sweet vision of joy flashed upon me, the door of my dungeon was closed, the chains were clasped tightly around my soul, and I was wrenched back from happiness." & ‘"Then listen and I will tell you." Again she hesitated, pressing her hand upon her eyes, the while the soft busi heaved with its troublous emotion. Presently, in the same low faltering voice as before, she said: ‘"You will remember, Stuart, that I fled from you in Luchon with a cold formal note of farewell. On that day, blindly, willingly, I took upon myself the burden of â€" another‘s sin. Blindly i resigned myself to a fate worse than that of the doomed. Although I loved you fondly I was forced to bow my head calmly and submit to be branded with a very leprosy of guilt» Because I loved you and permitted your atâ€" tentions I was to be a painted puppet, to move about with a curse riveteq around my life, to move about and even feel that curse fretting and gnawâ€" ing at my soul, and yet without the power to win a moment‘s peace save in the grave. There, only there, might I find rest." "This is terrible," I cried. "Surely you deceive yourself. There is no power on earth that could have held you thus." Low, tremulous sobs interrupted each word, and every moment it seemed as if she were about to lose control over herself. ‘"‘Those who needed me knew, well when they might best use me to their advantage. They had seen me waver in my allegiance under the influence of that mad love for you, and they dreaded lest some accident , should make me betray their trust. I had entered the closet of their secret, and once in, they were resolved that there should be no loopâ€"hole for my escape. But I must begin at the beginning, and tell you who and what I am. First, the name I gave you was not assumed, as you must have believed. I am Sybil Henniker, a French subject, born in Paris of a French father and an "I paused, Stuart, because I am doubtful as to how you will take what I am about to say." "As you mean it, be assured," I answered. I waited, expecting her to continue but she remained silent. ‘Speak, why do you pause?" I asked impatiently I am afraid. CHAPTER XXXII The Secret converts in _ Antioch proved 1t5 senuineness by its effectâ€"they "turnâ€" ed unto the Lord." What is meant by turning unto the Lord is indicated by 1 Thes. 1: 9; Acts 26: 18, 20. We have in these verses a clear setting forth of God‘s part, the worker‘s part, and the convert‘s part, in repentance and conâ€" version. The workers preached the word, the Lord Jesus (vs. 19, 20): the Lord blessed the word thus preached: His hand was with them (v. 21): those converted believed the message and turned unto the Lord. This shows the relation between faith and repentance; believing the truth about Jesus leads o repentance from sin unto Himself. It. took years for them to learnâ€"that the gospelâ€" was for. men of every nation. Butâ€"â€"while these early Chrisâ€" tians had not as yet learned all things, they had learned some things well: (1) what to preachâ€"‘"The Word"; (2) how to preachâ€""SPEAKING the Word" (R. V.). They just talked the ‘truth in a natural, unstitled, conversaâ€" tional way. (3) Who ought to do the preachingâ€"the rank and file of the Church, for "they that were scattered abroad"" were not the apostles ( comp. ch. 8: 1). God had led on step by step first, Jews, then S amaritans, then Jewish proselytes, but at least genuine Gentiles. The first missionaries to the heathen were just ordinary day Chrisâ€" tians, who had gotten so full of the truth as it is in Jesus that they could no longer follow the slow lead of the authorities in the Church, but were forced to break the bonds of Jewish prejudice and narrowness and speak out to,the perishing Gentiles. The movement was of God and soon carâ€" ried the whole Church with it. The word for preaching in v. 20 is not the same as in v. 19. It means "telling good tidings." (Those good tidings which they told are summed up in three wordsâ€"‘"the Lord Jesus: they 1id not expend their strength in atâ€" ‘acking heathen superstitions and imâ€" moral practices: they told the good news of salvation in Jesus Christ! [here is no proof that these men nad the hand of bishops, presbytery or council upon them, but they had "the hand of the Lord with them." The great secret of success in Christian work is here indicated. The outcome of the band of the Lord. being with them was, "a great number believed and turned unto the Lord." Statements similar to this abound in the Acts tyz 24 2: 4T; 4: 41 5: 14220: 7600 â€" 84 §5, 42. 12. 247 etc...ete.). We would fAo well to ask why the gospel does not make the same uniform headway toâ€"day. The answer, in part at least, . is sugested in Acts 2: 42; 6: 4; Acts‘ 1+ E: o0 §520047 Theâ€"faith of those plans that for perfidious ingenuity were assuredly unequaled. First they impressed upon me the impossibility of eluding the police for any length of time, and I was compelled to admit that I feared arrest. Theh they exâ€" plained their infamous scheme, well knowing that my offense made it imperative that I should obediently assist themâ€"in their‘ shameful fraud and procure a silence begotten of fear. My sister Ethel, who was almost the image of myself, was mortally ill, dyâ€" ing slowly, poor girl, of consumption, and knew little of what was transpirâ€" ing. The miscreant pair, however, knew that when she died the revenue from the vast estates in Savoy would pass to some relatives of my mother in France; therefore they resolved at all hazards to continue to divide the money and had formed an ingenious plan to that end. Briefly, they had told me that I must die instead of Ethel." Presently she ‘ resumed in a sad voice, full of emotion, lifting her face to mine, saying: "I did not dream, Stuart, of the trickery to which they resorted in orderâ€" to. change my personality and secure me from falling into the d?‘ag-n,et of the police, but my lips were already sealed when I afterward learned how my stepfather exerted his influence and obtained a special license from the Achbishap to allow your marriage to take place in that weird old house in Glouceste: Time.â€"A. D. 42, 43. Place.â€"Antioch. Expos‘x’tion.â€"l'. Great Revival at Antioch, 19â€"21. "To the world," she continued quickâ€" ly. ‘"My stepfather told me that on Ethel‘s death I must pose as the wife of his friend, that I_ must preserve their secret at all costs, at least for a year or eighteen months, until they could devise some other plan to preâ€" serve the fortune to\themselves. On their part, they . promised on their oaths to free me and allow me to again seek you. At first I refused with indigâ€" nation to be party to such an imposiâ€" tion, but fhey convinced me that the police were already at my heels, and in return for rendering them this seryâ€" ice promised to secure me immunity from arrest. My stepfather was powerâ€" ful with many influential friends, and I believed he could do this if he choose. They did not tell me the means they intended to employ to secure this end, but urged me to conâ€" sent. "For a long time Iâ€"held out, but they ipictured to me on the one hand arrest and transportation to a Pacific island with common murderesses and the scum of Paris; on the other, my return to you after eighteen months, marriage and happiness. So at lastâ€" at last I agreed to the compactâ€"I allowed them to fasten the bonds upon myself and draw me under their terâ€" rible thraldom," and she bent forward, sobbing bitterly, while Dora, kneeling quickly at her side, threw one of her arms round her, endeavoring to conâ€" sole her. Golden Text.â€"â€"A whole year they assembled themselives with the church, and taught much people. Ac. 11: 26. "I was hunted by the Paris police as a dangerous Anarchist, and they would have sent me to New Caledonia to work among criminals for the reâ€" mainder of my life. The two knaves under whose thralf I had fallen knew this, but they had a deeper game to play. It was part of their scheme to entrap me thus, and then coerce me into assisting them. They took me to that dismal _ neglected house\ in Gloucester Square that had belonged to my mother, and there unfolded plans that for berfidians | mesannta Lesson VZ July $1, 1921 sAUL TEACHING AT ANTIOCH _ Wweli/ I questioned softly. "Why did you not follow the true impulse of your heart?" She started, her eyes glistening, her whole frame convulsed, as she answerâ€" ed wildly: Lesson Text.â€"â€"Ae.:. 11: 19â€"30; 12: 23 (Read Ac. 5: 42; I Hmw2r 5â€"7;y 2 Tim as her gaze was fixed beyond me, starâ€" ing blgpkly through the open window. "Well?" T Die?" I ejaculated T his Week‘s S.5. Lesso Saul at Antioch, 25â€"30 Barnabas showed his largeness of spirit in still another way. He said to himself, "This is just the place for Saul. I will go and get him." For a whole year Banabas and Saul worke@ together in Antioch and their work was greatly blessed. Their ministry consisted largely in TEACHING, systeâ€" matic inculation of revealed truth. The disciples got at this time the name by which they are best known sinceâ€" Christians. The name was given to them by others (perhaps in contempt, ef. ch. 26: 28; 1 Pet. 4: 16). It was glorious name and they clung to i The real prophetic gift was manifest in the Church (vs. 27, 28; cf. ch. 10, 11). The selfâ€"sacrificing love this young but rapidly growing Ge church in Antioch to their Je brethren in Judea is very touc No sooner did they hear of the times coming than they deter to send relief "unto the brethre dwelt in al Judea." They hard times, not as times for re ment, but for expansion. Riol m nenoenre en en e ce deib m roarese d es 202 O WAS _ GLAD." Barnabas was in sympathy with God and His work. It is sad to say that not a few who se,f the grace of God. wrought, through other hands than their own, are mad, and try to belittle it. Note the characâ€" ter of the working of God‘s grace in~ Antioch; it was a grace that could be. "seen." We need more of this visibl‘féf grace in our churches toâ€"day. Barnaâ€"~ bas knew just what to do. Exhortation was Barnabas‘ forte (ch. 4: 36, R. V.}. His exhortation was precisely that which should be given to all yvoung converts. It is not enough to "turn, unto the Lord," they «must "cleave unto the Lord" or continue in the Lord. This must be done with "purpose, of heart." There is always much. the way of persecution or worldiy allurements of one kind or another to. draw a young convert away from‘t}i:_e{ Lerd, and unless they .cleave to, I-Iim:g with fixedness of purpose, there is little hope. The natural outcome. of . the visit of such a man as Barnabas and such work as his, was that "much. people was added to the Lord."‘ They: were not added to Barnabas, nor to. the Barnabasian denomination, but, "unto the Lord." 7 B JIL The Ministry of Barnabas and _ II. Barnabas Follows Up the Work, _ 22â€"24 4 As soon as tidings of the Gentile: revival at Antioch reached Jerusalem there was great interest there. They sent one of their best men to investiâ€" gate and coâ€"operate. "He was a good.. man." It is far more important that a man be good than that he be brilâ€" liant if he is to edify young converts.. He was also ‘"full of the Holy Ghost.‘~. He was also ‘"full of faith," and no, man that is not, need undertake the. work of instructing and developi;‘ig:’j; young converts,. especially qconvert:sfil', from heathenism so dark as that in Antioch. He was free from the lova . of God (ch. 4: 36, 37). He was free from personel ambition and jealousy, in his work (vs. 25, 26). He was very sharpeyed to see the sincerity and . promise of a young convert (ch. 9; 27). "WHEN HE WAS COME, ANIDH HAD SEEN THE GRACE OF GOBD, o snn en ie en tss t in order that failure should be renderâ€" ed impossible, upon effecting a masterâ€" ‘stroke by marrying Ethel in my name, because by marriage with you I should change my nationality, and as a British subject it would be impossible to arrest me for a political offense committed in France. This they did, with the result you are already aware; but further, my poor sister expired. just before the ceremony, thus the police on bursting in â€" were doubly baffled. \ "It was part of the compact that, posing as the wife of my dead sister‘s husband, I should remain here and not visit London. As this man‘s wife I was compelled to receive some of my late. mothéer‘s relatives whom T had never before seen. These were the rightful owners of her wealth now that Ethel was no more, but to them I was forced to keep up the wretched deâ€" ception that I was Ethel, and they, never having seen her since a child, returned to: France ~ with any susâ€" picions they had. entertained entirely allayed. I remained here alone, with Ashcombe, my maid, as sole comy panion, and with the cold mask of honesty and ‘indifference‘ upon my face, thinking always of you. If they would only have let me tell you that I was innocent of that cruel deception, only let me show you that I was not the base adventuress you must have imagined, Iâ€"think â€" I think I could have borne the rest. When I could noz bear it any longer I prayed to them to let me see you, I prayed for one little grain of pity; yet circumstances seemed to conspire to thwart their plans after all, for a person whom they feared threftened to denounce them. Therefore they became desperate and would show me no. mercy. At this time, too, I made the astounding dis= covery that my stepfather had marâ€" ried again, unknown to me, two yea_;s' before, a vain, haughty girl, young enough to be his daughter. He had kept this fact /from me because he knew I had been acquainted with her in my girlhood days and feared that I might reveal his villainy. When I heard of this I wrote to Captain Beâ€" thune, who had been a mutual frien’dj, and from him learned facts about yourself and her. I_ heard .{of your anxiety, of your futile searchâ€"after the truth, and of your continual inquiry to fathom the mystery of my life. But "Afterward they caused her to be buried as your wife, and upon the grave actually placed a wreath bearing your card with an inscription purportâ€" ing to have been written by you. Upon the back of that card I also wrote a message urging you to prosecute inâ€" quiries, hoping that it would fall into your hands." Square, how you were conducted there, and how you and the police were imposed upon by the body of my unâ€" fortunate sister being passed off as that of myself. It was not until many weeks after that eventful night, when by bribery, and influence the pair had buried my indentity, that I learned the truth. Then, unable to come to you, fearing even to make my existance known, I could only watch and wait."* "But why did they marry me in that manner?" I asked, amazed at her reâ€" markable story. ; ‘"‘There were reasons," she answered. ‘"‘The police had tracked me and. it was imperative for the success of their scheme that I _ should remain free. Again, although Ethel was dying, it was uncertain what time would elapse ere the spark of life would flicker and die out. They therefore resolved, "It did," I said. "I found it, and your words have ever since been upâ€" permost in my mind." s (To be_ continued.) PAGE THREE 3