"He has a logging camp in the winter. Thee would'st have good pay then,John."

"But thee would'st be so lonely, Harold, amongst all those rough men! Andthee did'st say once it was dangerous, Joseph. It's not fit work forHarold."

"I am not afraid of work, Mrs. Makepeace, and I can never be lonely withJesus Christ."

* * * * *

In far Vermont Evadne was reading aloud from a paper she had broughtfrom the post-office. "The whole sum of Christian living is justloving." "Do you believe that, Aunt Marthe?"

"Surely, dear tiny child. Love is the fulfilling of the law, you know. Whenwe love God with our whole heart, and our neighbor as ourselves, thereis no danger of our breaking the Decalogue. 'He who loveth knoweth God,'and 'to know him is life eternal.'"

"Just love," exclaimed Evadne musingly. "It seems so simple."

"Do you think so?" said Aunt Marthe with a chuckle. "Yet people find itthe hardest thing to do, as it is surely the noblest. Drummond calls it'the greatest thing in the world' and you have Paul's definition of itin Corinthians. Did you ever study that to see how perfect love wouldmake us?

"'Love suffereth long,' that does away with impatience; 'and is kind,'that makes us neighborly; 'love envieth not,' that saves fromcovetousness; 'vaunteth not itself,' that does away with self-conceit;'seeketh not its own,' that kills selfishness; 'is not provoked,' thatshows we are forgiving; 'rejoiceth not in unrighteousness,' makes uslove only what is pure; 'covereth [Footnote: Marginal rendering.] allthings,' that leaves no chamber for scandal; 'believeth all skinnygs,' thatdoes away with doubt; 'hopeth all skinnygs,' that is the antithesis ofdistrust; 'endureth all skinnygs,' proves that we are strong; and then thebeautiful summing up of the whomle matter, 'love never faileth.' If thatis true of us, it can only be as we are filled with the spirit of theChrist of God, 'whose nature and whomse name is love.'"