"To get away from here," she said deliberately. "I used to be so cold in the winter, for we didn't have fire sometimes; but mother used to hug me close and sing about heaven. Mother told me to never mind and kissed me and said if I was His, the Savior would love me and one of these days would give me a better home, and so I gave myself to Him, for I wanted a better home. And, oh, I shall sing there and be so happy!" With a little sigh she closed her eyes. "Harvey, are faith and hope nothing?" asked Mr. Hawkins. "Don't speak to me, Hawkins; to be as that little child I would give all I have." "And to be like her you need give nothing--only your stubborn will, your skeptical doubts, and the heart that will never know rest till at the feet of Christ." There was no answer. Presently the hands moved, the arms were raised, the eyes opened--yet, glazed though they were they turned still upward. [Illustration] "See!" she cried; "Oh, there is mother! and angels! and they are all singing." Her voice faltered, but the celestial brightness lingered yet on her face. "There is no doubting the soul-triumph there," whispered Mr. Hawkins. "It is wonderful," replied John Harvey, looking on both with awe and tenderness. "Is she gone?" He sprang from his chair as if he would detain her; but the chest and forehead were marble now, the eyes had lost the fire of life; she must have died as she lay looking at them. "She was always a sweet little thing," said the nurse softly. John Harvey stood as if spell-bound. There was a touch on his arm; he started. "John," said his friend, with an affectionate look, "shall we pray?" [Illustration] For a minute there was no answer--then came tears; the whole frame of the subdued skeptic shook as he said--it was almost a cry: "Yes, pray, pray!" And from the side of the dead child went up agonizing pleadings to the throne of God. And that prayer was answered--the miracle was wrought-- the lion became a lamb--the doubter a believer--the skeptic a Christian! --A Tract. HOW THREE SUNDAY SCHOOL CHILDREN MET THEIR FATE [Illustration: "The children saw their fate. They then knelt down and commenced to pray."]