Bertie’s hand went up for a moment to his head. “Not here,” he answered, after a moment’s hesitation. “I should like to learn yours with you, David.” The fisher lad’s face brightened. “Would’ee now? Eh, but that’s prime! I’ll learn un twice as fast with thee.” They sat down together upon the sand and laid their arms over each other’s shoulders. David produced a card upon which the words of his lesson were printed in large type: “I will be with thee: I will not fail thee, nor forsake thee. Be strong and of good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed: for the Lord thy God is with thee whithersoever thou goest.” Together the children read the words, and repeated them again and again until they were quite familiar. David had almost mastered them before, and Bertie had no trouble in impressing them upon his memory; but after this was done, and David considered the matter at an end, his little companion looked straight at him and asked,— “What does it all mean, David?” David stared hard for a few seconds at his questioner, and said, slowly,— “Teacher said as it was what God said to Joshua after Moses had gone and died, you know.” Bertie’s chin rested meditatively in his hand, his eyes were fixed upon the shining sea. “Did He say it only to Joshua?” he asked, with a certain wistfulness in face and voice. David’s brow drew itself into perplexed wrinkles. “Teacher said as He says it to everybody; but I don’t understand about that. Maybe you do.” Bertie’s face brightened. “That’s just what I wanted to know. You’re sure she said so?” “Certain sure I be,” answered David, gravely. “She said as God loved us all alike, and wouldn’t forsake none of us any more than Joshua. Only we’ve got to trust Him, you know, like Joshua did.” Bertie’s face was very thoughtful. “It seems as if He’d forsaken me,” said the child, dreamily. “It seems as if I’d forgotten everybody, and everybody had forgotten me.” David looked perplexed and distressed for a moment, and then his brightest smile shone over his face. “I don’t believe God’s forgot thee after all,” he said. “I don’t believe He ever would.” Bertie’s face was very grave. He was not equally sure of this. “I’ll tell thee what to do,” cried David, with a sudden flash of inspiration. “Thee’d best tell God all about it, and ask Him to remember thee again, if He’s forgot. I’m main sure He would then. He couldn’t choose but love _thee_.” “I wonder if He’d listen,” said Bertie, slowly. “Teacher says He will,” answered David, with modest confidence. “She says as He’ll hear the likes of us, so I know He’ll hear thee.” Bertie looked down at the words upon the card, and repeated them aloud.