ginning to crumble away. To-morrow the Church Militant must speak to the world.
It was said, moreover, that the great wave of infidelity and mockery which was sweeping hourly over the country would culminate in a great riot to-morrow. . . .
Everything seemed dark, black, hopeless. . . .
He picked up the Report once more to study it, as he had done fifty times that day.
But before he opened it he knelt in prayer.
As he prayed, so sweet and certain an assurance came to him, he seemed so very near to the Lord, that doubt and gloom fled before that Presence.
What were logic, proofs of stone-work, the reports of archaeologists, to This?
Here in this lonely chamber Christ was, and spoke with His servant, bidding him be of good comfort.
With bright eyes, full of the glow of one who walks with God, the priest opened the pamphlet once more.
