"He died to save you from death and sin. He will do it if you trust him. Now what he wants is that you should love him and trust him. 'Let the little children come to me,' he said a great while ago, and says now. Daisy, the good Lord wants you to give him your heart." "But suppose, Mr. Dinwiddie--" "Yes. What?" "Suppose I can't. I don't know how." "Do you want to do it?" "Yes, sir. Indeed I do." "Very well; the Lord knows just what your difficulty is; you must apply to him." "Apply to him?" said Daisy. "Ask him." "How, sir?" "Pray to him. Tell the Lord your trouble, and ask him to make it all right for you. Did you never pray to him?" "No, sir--not ever." "My lamb," said Mr. Dinwiddie, "he will hear you, if you never prayed to him before. I will shew you the word of his promise." And he opened a pocket-Bible and found the place of these words which he gave Daisy to read. "'_I will put a new spirit within you; and I will take the stony heart out of their flesh, and will give them an heart of flesh; that they may walk in my statutes, and keep mine ordinances, and do them: and they shall be my people, and I will be their God_.' Now is that what you want, Daisy?" "Yes, sir; only I don't know how." "Never mind; the Lord knows. He will make it all right, if only you are willing to give yourself to be his little servant." "I will give him all I have got, sir," said Daisy, looking up. "Very well; then I will shew you one thing more--it is a word of the Lord Jesus. See--'_If ye love me, keep my commandments_.' Now I want you to keep those two words, and you can't remember where to find them again--I must let you take this book with you." And Mr. Dinwiddie folded down leaves in the two places. "But Mr. Dinwiddie,"--said Daisy softly--"I don't know when I can get it back to you again, sir." "Never mind--keep it, and when you don't want it, give it to some poor person that does. And remember, little one, that the good Lord expects his servants to tell him their troubles and to pray to him every day." "Thank you, sir!" was Daisy's deep ejaculation. "Don't thank me. Now will your pony get you home before dark?" "O yes, Mr. Dinwiddie! Loupe is lazy, but he can go, and I will make him."