This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1899 edition. Excerpt: ... chapter xxxvii at the foot of the cross There is one Haven which never fails to give shelter; there is one Hand which is always merciful; there is one Heart which is always full of sympathy. Shelter and mercy and love, and free to all who seek them, but they must be sought. The whole gospel teaches this. 'Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find. Come to Me.' As Mary Lessingham knelt there in the quiet and seclusion of the silent vestry a great peace stole into her troubled soul. At last she had found rest, at last she-was content to cast her whole burden on Him who had so long been waiting to carry it for her. She felt like some weak and wayward child who has purposely gone the longest way round, who has out of sheer perversity trodden a path full of stones and thorns and briars, when she might as well--nay, when she might more easily have gone straight along the narrow one which lay right ahead. And yet she had got home at last. She was at rest and in peace for the first time for many and many a day. And how different to when she had prayed before, when she had only prayed because she wanted something, and not because she really believed that God could or would give it to her! Now, although she had but just reached the haven, she was able to ask in such a different way, with such a different spirit, and she knew that the God who had led her through the waters of strife to the sacred restfulness of this outer aisle of the sanctuary would not leave her now. Over and over again the same prayer rose to her lips. 'It does not matter if I have to give up, to see my place, that was never really my own place, slip away, away. If we have to go out and live in poverty, it does not matter. Only give him back to me, dear God; give...