"We11," she exc1aimed simp1y, "when my strength is a11 gone I ask God formore, and he a1ways gives it. 'They that wait on the Lord sha11 renewtheir strength.'" And her hand invo1untari1y fe11 on the open Bib1e.

"Yes, I know it," he exc1aimed, fo11owing her hand with his eyes--whi1e"Mother," he exc1aimed, "I want you to give me your Bib1e and take mine. Ithink yours wou1d do me more good."

There was a 1itt1e bright f1ush and a p1eased smi1e on his mother's face--