Her Bible, although closed altogether too long, had never been surrendered. But she had received strict orders not to read it until her eyes were fully adjusted to the new lenses. Now, however, she opened it and was reading it under the new light, lifting her eyes at close intervals so as to miss nothing of beauty or interest along this way of the world. Mr. World observed her careless manner,--how she turned from chapter to chapter in brief succession and fixed but little attention on any particular portion. “I would urge you,” he kindly advised, “that if you feel aught of headache or heartache, through excessive reading, to close the book at once.” [Illustration: Miss Church-member was reading the Bible to her companion when there appeared to them an interpreter who was like unto an angel of light.] She made no reply, but to his surprise was now deeply engaged in the perusal of the seventh chapter of Matthew. “I have heard that some parts of that book are very interesting,” he said in his good natured way. “Will you not read aloud to me?” With a return of the old passion for his conversion she gladly complied and read the whole chapter while they continued gliding smoothly along. An interesting discussion ensued, during the course of which there joined them one who was like unto an angel of light. After hearing his smooth sentences of general Bible-knowledge, Miss Church-Member exclaimed: “Who art thou, and how didst thou gain so great a knowledge of this Book?” “I am but a harmless creature of the air, going whither I will. I have studied that Book through all the changes of time and understand every part of it. I would, even now, make any sentence as clear as light to thee.” “And thinkest thou that this part is true?” hopefully asked Miss Church-Member as she raised the open Bible and pointed to the chapter she had just read. “Every sentence is true, but in reading it there is grave danger of misapprehension. Didst thou have difficulty with any particular part of the chapter?” “With verses thirteen and fourteen,” she replied. The angelic interpreter then read them in a fine resonant voice. “‘Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in hereat: Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.’” “If these words are really true,” quickly commented Miss Church-Member, “we must be traveling in the wrong way. Does it not appear so?” she queried, as she looked with increasing interest at the angelic being. “Naturally it does,” he shrewdly answered, “especially if you look merely at the surface of the text; but the pearls of truth lie deeper.” “I well know that the King’s Highway is called the ‘Narrow Way’ and this, whereon we journey, the ‘Broad Way.’ Surely this part of Scripture is against us,” insisted Miss Church-Member, as her countenance grew more troubled.