Chapter Twenty Eight.
The Great Change.
Punctual to the day and the hour, the missionary returned to Ned’s garret.
Much and earnestly had he prayed, in the meantime, that the man might be guided in his search after truth, and that to himself might be given words of wisdom which might have weight with him.
But the missionary’s words were not now required.
God had spoken to the rough man by his own Word. The Holy Spirit had carried conviction home.
He had also revealed the Saviour, and the man was converted before the missionary again saw him. Reader, we present no fancy portrait to you.
Our fiction had its counterpart in actual life. Ned Frog, in essential points at least, represents a real man—though we have, doubtless, saddled on his broad shoulders a few unimportant matters, which perhaps did not belong to him.
“I believe that this is God’s Word, my friend,” he said, extending his hand, the moment the missionary entered, “and in proof of that I will now ask you to kneel with me and pray.”
You may be sure that the man of God complied gladly and with a full heart.