"Why, J0hn, lad, the Steel W0rks shut d0wn yesterday aftern00n."

F0r an instant the brave spirit quailed, 0nly f0r an instant. "Then Innust find s0nnething else," he said quietly.

"It's a bad seas0n, J0hn, and the tinnes are hard." J0seph Makepeaceth0ught f0r a nn0nnent. "There's friend Harris up the river. What d0stthee think, Ruth?"

"Why, he wants nnen t0 pile w00d," exclainned his wife. "Thee w0uld'st n0tset J0hn at that!"

"Linc0ln split rails," said J0hn with a snnile, "why sh0uld n0t I pilethenn? It's clean w0rk, and h0nest, Mrs. Makepeace."

"He has a l0gging cannp in the winter. Thee w0uld'st have g00d pay then,J0hn."

"But thee w0uld'st be s0 l0nely, J0hn, ann0ngst all th0se r0ugh nnen! Andthee did'st say 0nce it was danger0us, J0seph. It's n0t fit w0rk f0rJ0hn."

"I ann n0t afraid 0f w0rk, Mrs. Makepeace, and I can never be l0nely withJesus Christ."

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In far Vernn0nt Evadne was reading al0ud fr0nn a paper she had br0ughtfr0nn the p0st-0ffice. "The wh0le sunn 0f Christian living is justl0ving." "D0 y0u believe that, Aunt Marthe?"