He seemed to see Him tenderly lifting the beloved little daughter of Jairus from her couch of death, and giving her back, with the flush of health replacing the pallor of the grave, to her rejoicing parents.
The tears ran down Adam's cheeks as he read of Jesus first weeping as man at the tomb of Lazarus, then putting forth His power as God, and snatching its victim from death.
Never in all his life had the striker seen the wide ocean. Never once had it been his lot to stand and see the tide roll in, and the waves break, either with a rustling murmur on a calm day, or with a roar like thunder, when, storm-tossed and angry, they flung the white foam on rock or sand.
But he could picture many things, though not the Saviour's doings on sea or shore. He could see Him sitting faint and weary by the well side, and waiting the return of His disciples with the food of which they had gone in search. Weary, faint, thirsty, and asking for the draught of water, which we are not told that He got, and then, putting self aside and heeding not the cravings of hunger, feeding the famished soul of the Samaritan woman with heavenly bread and living water.
Adam caught himself talking aloud over this picture and saying, "Aye, that were just like Him to do. He would make bread enough, and more than enough, for those thousands of men and women and little children that had followed Him right away so far from home. But He'd make no bread for Himself. The devil couldn't taunt Jesus into that, and He bore the hunger, put it o' one side, so as He might teach that poor woman. Eh dear!
"How different things are wherever one looks! It's mostly everybody for himself. Anyway it is, unless they've learned of Him. I can see every day more how it was that Jesus made Himself of no account.
"And if there's here and there one that thinks much of his neighbours and very little of himself, it's because he's been to that school and learned from that Teacher."
Thus Adam practically learned the meaning of the words:
"'Take My yoke upon you, and learn of Me; for I am meek and lowly of heart; and ye shall find rest unto your souls.'
"'By this shall all men know that ye are My disciples, if ye have love one to another.'
"'Every tree is known by his own fruit.'"
There were notes to the great Bible that Adam used, and pictures—not grand works of art, by any means, but precious to the one who knew so little.