"'He, too, has a large family to convert.'
"So we bade one another 'good-bye,' and I returned to the jail.
"It wanted only three months to Christmas, and the time passed quickly and happily.
"When the holidays came, I bade good-bye to the warden.
"Axel, don't lose the faith, it'll be hard to stand alone.'
"'You're not coming back?' asked the warden in surprise.
"'I hardly expect to,' I replied. 'You know, Axel, father can afford it, and I'm going to ask him to let me go to America, and when I've learned more of the Gospel, I'll come back on a mission.'
"'Man proposes, and God disposes, Mon,' replied the warden sadly.
"'Ah! but you don't know how religious my father is!' I explained with confidence.
"'And as narrow as the rest of them, no doubt,' returned the warden shortly. 'Well, old boy,' he added, grasping my hand warmly, 'I wish you luck and if prayers help, you can count on mine!'