AGNES HEDENSTROM. THIS is something as Miss Agnes Hedenstrom looked when she was eight years old, and living among her wealthy relatives in Upsala. She was an orphan, petted by everybody and allowed to have her own way. Thus she grew up, apparently a spoiled child. She was not happy, however, though indulged with whatever she wished. She felt the need of something else. [Illustration: WHEN SHE WAS EIGHT YEARS OLD.] One day she heard a Swedish minister preach, and soon after Agnes gave her heart to Jesus. Strangely enough, she began herself to preach to her people, now in schoolhouses, now in great halls. Often she would address on the streets of London great crowds of the worst sort of people. For years she thus toiled on among the wretched and wicked and dangerous people who infested East London. Once she was speaking alone in an awful place to twenty drunken sailors while they yelled and blasphemed. Still she continued as best she could to tell them the wondrous story of redeeming love. Think of the "spoiled Agnes" coming to be such a brave, true woman! She still shudders to remember those awful moments when she did not know but those wretches would tear her to pieces. They did not. They became quiet and subdued. The next evening they came, bringing some of their comrades with them. Then came a lecture room by her efforts; then a larger one. A few years ago Miss Agnes went among the good people of London and told them about the wretched people among whom she was laboring, especially the wicked sailors. They gave her money to build a Home for sailors, when they come on shore without friends and an army of saloons to tempt them to drink and waste all their earnings in "riotous living." Well, after waiting some months for the builders to finish the work, she clapped her hands--not on her guitar as when she was a child--but _together_ as she walked through this Home. She is sole manager of the sailors' boarding-house. There she sees that the beds are clean and the meals good. She has books and papers, and best of all, her dear Master Jesus in this Home. More than a thousand sailors are thought to have been saved from their awfully wicked ways through this wonderful Agnes Hedenstrom. Some one has said that God can thresh a mountain with a worm. Would not you like to be the worm in his hand? C. M. L. - - - - - - - An English acre consists of 6,272,640 square inches; and an inch deep of rain on an acre yields 6,272,640 cubic inches of water, which at 277,274 cubic inches to the gallon makes 22,622.5 gallons; and as a gallon of distilled water weighs 10 lbs., the rainfall on an acre is 226,225 lbs. avoirdupois; counting 2,240 lbs, as a ton, an inch deep of rain weighs 100.993 tons, or nearly 101 tons per acre. For every hundredth of an inch a ton of water falls per acre. OUR ALPHABET OF GREAT MEN. O.--OBOOKIAH, HENRY.