I called to see a dear friend lately, and she repeated to me a lovely poem in which these two lines occurred:
I'd rather walk with Him in the dark
Than to walk alone in the light.
And I assure you the former is far safer for us than the latter. He never lets us fall, if we hold His hand!
"WHAT SHE COULD."
ALICE MERWYN felt as though she had stepped into a new world that Monday morning when she began her summer's work at Lime Rock. An entire stranger in the neighborhood, expected to teach and manage twenty restless and judging from appearances hitherto unmanageable children, and she only seventeen, she was nearly overwhelmed.
And yet Alice Merwyn was not easily discouraged; she had a certain self-poise which some people called self-conceit, others named self-confidence, but which, name it as you will, grew out of a knowledge of her powers coupled with a strong faith in her Leader.
As the days went by she found she had no easy task. There were two or three disorderly spirits in the school who set at defiance all rules. She was surprised at the utter ignorance which some of her pupils showed of the Bible and religious truth.