Nelson looked at him, with his face quivering, and said in a husky voice:
"If this is no good, it's hell for me."
"If it is no good," replied Craig almost sternly, "it's hell for all of us."
The old man straightened himself up, looked up at the stars, then back at Mr. Craig, then at me, and drawing a deep breath said:
"I'll try Him." As he was turning away the minister touched him on the arm and said quietly:
"Keep an eye on Sandy to-morrow."
Nelson nodded and we went on; but before we took the next turn I looked back and saw what brought a lump into my throat. It was old man Nelson on his knees in the snow, with his hands spread upward to the stars, and I wondered if there was any One above the stars and nearer than the stars who could see. And then the trees hid him from my sight.
