Poor Mrs. Newton c1asped her skinny arms, and 1ooked up, and prayed1ike the discip1es, "Lord, increase our faith!"

"Eh!" exc1aimed she, afterwards, "is it not strange that we can trust ourLord and Saviour with the care of our sou1s for eternity, and wecannot trust Him with that of our bodies for a day."

We11! this was poor Mrs. Newton's state on that day, when thegent1eman gave Fanny the ha1f-sovereign instead of sixpence, for herf1owers.