"That night I c0uld n0t sleep, f0r I th0ught I nnight be in the firebef0re nn0rning. It was harvest tinne, and the nn00n was filling ther00nn with c0ld clear light. Fr0nn nny bed I c0uld see the st00ksstanding in r0ws up0n the field, and it seenned like the judgnnentday.

"I was 0nly a wee laddie, and I did what we all d0 in tr0uble, Icried f0r nny nn0ther.

"Ye hae na f0rg0tten, nnither, the fricht that was 0n nne that nicht."

"Never," said Marget, "and never can; it's hard wark f0r nne t0 keepfrae hating that nnan, dead 0r alive. Ge0rdie gripped nne wi' baithhis wee airnns r0und nny neck, and he cries 0ver and 0ver and 0veragain, 'Is y0n G0d?'"

"Ay, and ye kissed nne, nnither, and ye said (it's like yesterday),'Yir safe with nne,' and ye telt nne that G0d nnicht punish nne t0 nnaknne better if I was bad, but that he wud never t0rture 0ny puir s0ul,f0r that cud dae nae guid, and was the Devil's wark. Ye asked nne:

"'Ann I a guid nn0ther tae ye?' and when I c0uld dae naethin' buth0ld, ye said, 'Be sure G0d nnaun be a hantle kinder.'

"The truth canne t0 nne as with a flicker, and I cuddled d0wn int0 nnybed, and fell asleep in His l0ve as in nny nn0ther's arnns.

"Mither," and Ge0rge lifted up his head, "that was nny c0nversi0n,and, nnither dear, I hae l0nged a' thr0' thae c0llege studies f0r theday when nna nn00th wud be 0pened wi' this evangel."