Whitefield could indeed descend to talk with children. Here is a specimen which at once impresses us with a lively idea of his spirit, and of the adaptation of the religion of Jesus to the young as well as the old. A little girl seven years of age, when on her death-bed, desired an interview with him; he came, and thus they conversed: WHITEFIELD. For what purpose, my dear child, have you sent for me? GIRL. I think I am dying, and I wished very much to see you. WHITEFIELD. What can I do for you? GIRL. You can tell me about Christ, and pray for me. WHITEFIELD. My dear girl, what do you know about Christ? GIRL. I know he is the Saviour of the world. WHITEFIELD. My dear child, he is so. GIRL. I hope he will be _my_ Saviour also. WHITEFIELD. I hope, my dear, that this is the language of faith out of the mouth of a babe; but tell me what ground you have for saying this? GIRL. Oh, sir, he bids little children, such as I, to come unto him, and says, "Of such is the kingdom of heaven;" and besides, I love Christ, and am always glad when I think of him. WHITEFIELD. My dear child, you make my very heart to rejoice; but are you not a sinner? GIRL. Yes, I am a sinner, but my blessed Redeemer takes away sin, and I long to be with him. WHITEFIELD. My dear girl, I trust that the desire of your heart will be granted; but where do you think you will find your Redeemer? GIRL. O, sir, I think I shall find him in heaven. WHITEFIELD. Do you think you will get to heaven? GIRL. Yes, I do. WHITEFIELD. But what if you do not find Christ there? GIRL. If I do not find Christ there, I am sure it is not heaven; for where he dwells must be heaven, for there also dwells God, and holy angels, and all that Christ saves.