"Well, I found something here of more than usual interest. It seems that some workmen, excavating for a building, came across the ruins of a nineteenth century city. In a cavity in a stone they found some coins of that period, also a number of newspapers. It was a common practice in those days to imbed such things in the corner stones of buildings. Extracts from those papers are reproduced here, and they are of interest to the children of today in showing the condition of the world when under the influence of that fallen spirit who rebelled against God in the beginning. Let me read you a few extracts, principally headings only." "'Yesterday this city was visited by a most destructive fire. One-half of the business part was swept away. Thousands of dollars of property were lost, and it is supposed that about fifty persons have perished in the flames.' "'The great strike. Thousands of workmen out of employment. Children crying for bread. Mobs march through the streets, defying the police, and demolishing property. The governor calls out the state militia.' "Here is another: "'War! War! England, Germany, France, Russia and the United States are preparing!' "Yes, you have read your histories. You know all about that. What do you think of this?" "'Millions of the people's money have been expended by those in office to purchase votes. A set of corrupt political bosses rule the nation.' "Still another: "'A gang of tramps capture a train--'" The reader did not finish, but laid the paper down and looked out of the open door. He did not speak for some time; then turning, said: "Brothers, thank God that you live in the Millennium of the world. My heart grows sick when my mind reverts back to the scenes of long ago. I passed through some of them. I learned my lessons in a hard school; but God has been good to me. He has known me all along, and has given me just what I needed. Shall we visit the buildings? Shall we see the children who grow up without sin unto salvation? Come with me." From room to room, from building to building, they went. Children, children, everywhere--bright, beautiful children. Oh, it was a grand sight! Hark! They sing--a thousand voices; and such music! "Are there special visitors today?" asked Paulus. "Yes; come let us go outside and see them." They stepped out on to a portico where they could see the throng of children standing on a large lawn outside. They were singing a song of welcome, and through the trees could be seen three men approaching. The children made way for them, and they walked through towards the building. "Look well at them as they pass," said the instructor; "you may recognize them." They walked with the sprightliness of youth though their hair was white as snow. They smiled at the children as they passed. "Two of the faces are familiar," remarked Remand, "but the third is strange. Surely, surely--"