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 'fliction an' to keep hisse'f unspotted f'um de wo'l.'"

Tears, welcome tears, at last. "Oh, Granny, Granny!" Hernando sobbed. "Was that night prophetic? Did you foresee this, and can you help me now as you did then? Intercede with your God for me, for my punishment is greater than I can bear!" He threw himself on the bed and buried his face in the pillows.

Reuben waited until the force of his emotion had spent itself, and then, taking one of Hernando's hands in both his own, he repeated the Lord's Prayer.

It may have been the effect of warm human sympathy, or the rich, sweet cadences of Reuben's voice that soothed and quieted Hernando; but is it not reasonable to believe that Reuben, in his absolute self-abnegation, at-one-ment with his Maker, "transmitted a wireless message" direct to the Source of all being, and became a perfect "receiver" for the "wireless current of God's dynamics,"—received a direct answer to that prayer? He