"No, Dr. McLeod," the girl replied humbly, "I can teach you nothing. You are far more learned than I ever hope to be. But prophecy tells us that in the latter days, God will teach the wise men of the world through the weak. God speaks to you through me. It is His own peculiar way—cannot you understand?"
Dr. McLeod smiled.
"You have a good tactful way of answering," he said tersely. "Where in the Bible do you find such a prophesy? Please show me."
Betty walked over to the big Bible on his desk and turned to I Cor. 1:27. In her clear young voice she read:
"But God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and the weak to confound the strong."
"Well, I declare!" Mr. McLeod said more kindly. "You can hold your own, can't you? Where did you study theology?"
"Study theology?" asked Betty surprised.
"Yes,—what college do they send their missionaries to, before they come East?"
"We study our Bible in Sunday school and church," said Betty, simply. "It seems when we get out here, the Lord tells us just what to say,—our little learning goes a great way."
Dr. McLeod eyed Betty with growing interest. He never expected a missionary in the form of a young, inexperienced girl.