"'May the Lord so will it!' I answered fervently, with a sudden longing for my own kinsfolk.
"When my son arrived in Norway, he went immediately to the old home. It was sold and my sister departed, none knew where.
"This news was a great disappointment, but my son wrote hopefully.
"'God can overcome anything, father. Have faith and pray. I'll find her yet.'
"One month later came another letter from Norway.
"'Dear father:—I have found your sister,—in fact, I am now boarding at her boarding-house. Her husband died, leaving her almost penniless, after squandering away the estate.
"'She doesn't know that I am her nephew.
"'When she and two daughters—young ladies now—were in great trouble, some "Mormons" crossed her path, and with the usual kindness, helped her through sickness and trial. She is almost converted to the faith. When she knew that I was a "Mormon," she rejoiced, and every chance we have, we are together, talking of the Gospel. Surely God led me right to her house, in answer to our prayers.
"'Last night she told me that she had a great weight on her heart—she did not believe that she was worthy to be baptized.
"'I asked her to confide in me.