"Yes," he said, raising his head, and looking at the golden sky; while the ripple of the water lapping against the boat as the river flowed on, made soft, soothing music.

"Yes, Nell. Somehow, lately, I've felt that my works were rather out of order! Things haven't been so very comfortable at home—as you know—and I've had all that bother with mother and father about Meg Marston; and somehow I've tried my hardest to be patient and kind, and to wait willingly till they saw things different; and it's all been no use. I've not been patient inwardly, nor outwardly either, for that matter. I've tossed and fumed and fretted. I've tried to set the outside of the watch right, and I've poked at the inside, and I've shaken myself—"

Again Nell smiled. But this time there were tears in her gentle, dark eyes. She knew better than any one what Jim had had to bear.

"And this morning, as I was trying to set my watch right, it suddenly darted into my mind, 'Take it to the man as made it, Jim!' And all at once I thought, perhaps, that was what my Saviour wanted me to do with my 'works,' as I call my heart and my difficulties. So I just slipped down on to my knees, Nell, with my watch in my hand, just as I was, and I said, 'Dear Lord, I am yours! You made me, you understand me. I've been trying to make myself go for months and I've failed. The 'works' have stopped, and they want seeing to! Take me in hand; make me clean, set me right, keep me going, make me true to You, whatever else I am!'"

Nell's tender face bent down, and she looked into the flowing, crimson water for a minute in silence.

"And then?" she asked, gently.

"Then I came downstairs, and found mother in the kitchen; and instead of passing by, and coming out without a word, I managed to say, 'It's going to be lovely for the hay,' and gave her a kiss, and so started to my work."

"I'm awfully glad," said Nell.

"Yes, so am I. So all day, when I have thought how hard it is of mother and father about Meg, I've tried to think, too, that the Lord is setting my 'works' right, and He has them in hand, and I've got no call to be so anxious about everything. He'll set them right, and me, too! But here's father!"

[CHAPTER XIV.]