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its hand in his, and goes with him through the tangled maze of traffic without a thought of danger or fear. This is just what the converted soul does with regard to the Lord Jesus Christ. It looks up into His gentle face with trust, and goes with Him whithersoever He will lead it; there can be no danger and no misgiving; sin and temptation have lost their power; the soul shall pass through the tangled maze of life safely.

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When the writer was visiting a certain school, a little fellow came up and spoke to the teacher. After he had returned to his seat the teacher said, "There is a boy I can trust." Think of that commendation! What a character that boy had earned! He had already what would in the future be worth to him more than a fortune. It would be a passport into the best store in the city, and what is better, into the confidence and respect of the entire community.—, "Character Lessons."

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Trust Disarms—See. TRUST IN DEATH  Mozart's dying words were, "From heaven's mercy alone can I hope for succor; and it will be granted, Emilie (his young daughter), in the time of my utmost need; yes, in the hour of death I will claim His help who is always ready to aid those who trust in Him.  "Take these notes, the last I shall ever pen, and sit down to the instrument. Sing with them the hymn so beloved by your mother and let me once more hear those tones which have been my delight since childhood." Emilie closed the second stanza,  "Spirit, how bright is the road   For which thou art now on the wing! Thy home it will be with thy Savior and God,  Their loud hallelujahs to sing,"  and waited for the mild voice of her father's praise. But he was gone.   How beautiful is the soul's farewell to all that is mortal, when we can say as one of old, "Yea, tho I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil for thou art with me. Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me." (3307)   TRUST IN GOD   I recently came from my summer home to New York by the night train. The night was dark, foggy and rainy. I did not know the engineer. I was not sure he could see the curves, the switches, the grades. It was possible that he might fall asleep at his post and ditch the train. And yet, believing he was trustworthy, else he would not be in so responsible a position, I went to my berth, undrest, slept soundly, and when I awoke the bright sun was shining into my window, with my destination reached. I did not feel I did a foolhardy act, tho engineers have slept at their posts, have missed the switches, have ditched their trains. And yet I trusted my life to a man I had never seen, and under most unfavorable circumstances. Thousands are doing that very thing daily. How much more should we trust an overruling Providence guiding His children through all storms and darkness, when our hearts bear witness to His fidelity.—   (3308)   TRUSTWORTHINESS   "Are they fine berries?" asked a lady of the fruit-peddler, who had just rattled off the usual formula, "Blueb'ries, blackb'ries, huckleb'ries, strawb'ries." "Well, pretty good," he answered. "Not so to say the best." "I don't want them, then," she answered shortly. "If you can't recommend them yourself, they won't suit me." A moment later she opened the window to speak to him on the sidewalk. "You may come to-morrow, tho, or the next time that you do have nice ones. It's something to be able to trust you to tell the truth about them."—Selected.

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Trustworthiness, Human—See.

Truth—See.

TRUTH AND CRITICISM

Once Mr. Beecher, preaching on war, and the tax burden, spoke of Russia as having a standing army of fifteen hundred billions. One hearer laughed, Mr. Beecher grew red, stamped on the floor, and exclaimed, "I say Russia has fifteen hundred billions of men in her standing army"—that settled it! Well, but Mr. Beecher's error in mathematics did not invalidate his arguments for patriotism, or duty, or home, or the love of God; nor