The time was bitter. Ah! how oft
I almost dashed aside the cup!
But Hope her banner waved aloft,
And God's great Son still held me up.
And if the voice hissed, "Thou art long
In conqu'ring foes so old and strong,"
The other cried, "With God thy Friend
It cannot be too late to mend."
And when the bitter day was done,
And forth the demons howling fled,
I went to strengthen many a one
Whom, like me, Sin had captive led:
I told them, though a voice of fear
Might speak of ruin in their ear,
Another said, "God is thy Friend,
It cannot be too late to mend."
AN AMERICAN BOY-EDITOR
AND HIS "BAREFOOT MISSION."
By Elizabeth L. Banks.
TELLO J. D'APERY AT THE AGE OF TWELVE.
(Photo: Eisenmann, New York.)