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week, and next Sunday show me that I haven't talked in vain."

He read a list of meetings for every night in the week. One especially struck Livy, as it was for mothers to meet and talk over with him the best ways of teaching and training their children. Spurgeon evidently does not spare his own time and strength; and, whatever his creed may be, he is a good Christian in loving his neighbor better than himself, and doing the work his hand finds to do with all his might.

"That is a better church than most of those I enter where respectable saints have the best seats, and there is no place for sinners," said Livy when she got home. "Spurgeon's congregation preached more eloquently to me than he did. The Magdalen cried as if her heart was broken, and I am sure those tears washed some of her sins away. The feeble old man looked as if he had found a staff for his trembling hands to lay hold upon, and the forlorn souls all about me, for a time at least, laid down their burdens and found rest and comfort in their Father's house. It did me more good than the preaching of all the bishops in London, or the finest pageant at