"What a blessing is water! How it refreshes, strengthens, and purifies! And how bountifully it is given! Everywhere flows this good gift of our Heavenly Father, and it is as free as the air to man and beast."
While he thus mused, a child came to the fountain. She had a vessel in her hand, and she stooped to fill it with water.
"Give me a drink, my good little girl," said the traveller.
And, with a smiling face, the child reached her pitcher to the man who still sat on his horse.
"Who made this water?" said the traveller, as he handed the vessel back to the child.
"God made it," was her quick reply.
"And do you know anything that water is like?" asked the traveller.
"Oh, yes! Father says that water is like truth."
"Does he?"
"Yes, sir. He says that water is like truth, because truth purifies the mind as water does the body."