The fellowship of Mr. World and Miss Church-Member grew increasingly delightful as they journeyed forth from the Festival. In their company were a few church-members who had also enjoyed the physical pleasures of the Festival and who preferred to reach Heaven by the most convenient path. The merry band of companions soon reached a certain Missionary Station which was controlled by pilgrims from the King’s Highway. The travelers were all very much amused at seeing tracts and other pieces of literature scattered over the Highway in front of the station. “How much one can get for nothing!” sneeringly remarked Mr. Bigot, as he pointed to the literature strewn across the way. “Surely there can be no harm in looking at such pieces of paper,” said Mrs. Lucre-Love as she lifted a booklet from the path and commenced a quiet perusal of it. “And what is it all about?” queried another who saw the eyes of Mrs. Lucre-Love fixed intently on the pamphlet. “Oh, it is nothing new! Only the old monotonous story of the heathen, followed by the usual appeal for funds. Evidently it is some sharper’s scheme to rob the people of their money.” Mr. World was near enough to hear her answer and with evident disgust he asked: “Where can one get reliable information on this subject, anyhow?” “At one of the Missionary Colleges, of course,” answered two or three in unison. “Yes, and I know from past experience that you will soon be at one. This station and this literature is all the evidence we need,” added Mrs. Lucre-Love. Mr. World and Miss Church-Member thence walked alone and soon beheld the great Missionary College whose higher domes kissed the lower clouds of heaven. “Surely some great missionary enthusiast must have erected these edifices,” said Miss Church-Member as they were turning to enter the section devoted to Home Missionary Work. The entrance ways were so crowded with students and visitors that Mr. World escorted his companion with difficulty to the plaza toward which the twenty-one halls of this section converged. The view of this part of the College from the plaza was at once beautiful and inspiring. Hall No. 4 was the first place they decided to enter. Over the door these words were hung: HOME MISSION WORK FINANCIALLY CONSIDERED. Having reached the interior, Miss Church-Member, in particular, was surprised to see the many busy thousands in the large rooms of the hall, and to note with what carefulness every item of expense was kept of all the Home Mission Work of the world. Then they sought the main lecture-room whose large seating capacity was already well taken with a motley crowd of students and visitors. The lecturer was a woman of shrewd appearance. Her face was void of sympathy and her voice somewhat masculine. Her address was over one-half finished when the two companions entered, They listened carefully to her words which were in part as follows: