Experience of His love in providence and grace will give you confidence, and so each want of yours will find utterance in the prayer of faith, not only for the supply of your own ceaseless needs, but for blessings on the souls and bodies of your neighbours also. You will want “to love the Lord your God with heart and soul and mind and strength, and your neighbour as yourself,” and you will want and ask for the same longings to be felt by every human being. What a good old age will be the result of such habits of life, such communion with God! What a beautiful old age will that be where the heart is full of love to God and man! What a happy old age when there is the certainty of a place in the Father’s home above at the close of it! One part of God’s promise to Abraham was, “Thou shalt go to thy fathers in peace.” A sweet assurance this to one who, rich in all that the world calls wealth, had known changes, troubles, and trials such as fall to the lot of few human beings. Age should be a time of peace, and it will be such to these who during past years have humbly “walked with God.” To all who are children of God through Christ will come words straight from His lips as precious as was that old promise made by Jehovah to the man whom He called “friend.” “Peace I leave with you, My peace I give unto you. Not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.” There can be no lonely old age for God’s true servants, the friends of Jesus, for our risen Lord’s last message to His disciples forbids the possibility. Did He not say, “Lo, I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world”? (_To be continued._) ABOUT PEGGY SAVILLE. BY JESSIE MANSERGH (Mrs. G. de Horne Vaizey), Author of “Sisters Three,” etc. CHAPTER XVII. Arthur Saville waited in vain by the schoolroom fire, for his sister did not join him. And when he entered the dining-room in response to the summons of the gong, she had not yet made her appearance. Mrs. Asplin looked at him with uplifted brows. “Where is Peggy?” “I don’t know. I haven’t seen her since she went upstairs. The little wretch can’t have hurried very much.” “She hasn’t been with you, then! Never mind, there is plenty of time to come. She must be making a special toilette for your benefit.” But when the first course was nearly over and the girl had not yet appeared, Mrs. Asplin grew impatient and despatched the servant to hasten her movements. “Just tell her that we have been at table for nearly ten minutes. Ask if she will be long.” Mary left the room, was absent a short time, and came back with an extraordinary statement. “Miss Peggy is not in her room, ma’am.” “Not in her room! Then she must have come downstairs. Perhaps she didn’t hear the gong. Just look in the schoolroom, Mary, and in the other rooms too, and tell her to come at once.” Another few minutes passed, and back again came Mary, looking flushed and mysterious.