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man, realized more fully than he did that if
they forgot God and His laws their quest would
end in failure, no matter if they found gold
by the bushel.

Sunday after Sunday he told them so
plainly. For after the prayers and hymns and
a chapter from the Bible it became his custom
to preach a short sermon of his own to whoever
would listen. The address proved popular, the
more so because the professor invited some
discussion and the expression of private
opinion. Most of them agreed with his sen-
timents; some listened, doubting; there was
only one, a little tailor from a small Ontario
town, who scoffed openly. This man was a
jolly little fellow, with the “gift of the gab”
supposed to be the tailor’s portion, and he was
well liked for his fun and spirits. He enjoyed
interrupting the professor’s discourse with ob-
servations of his own.

On this first Sunday he was in the front
rank of the congregation.

“If I had the luck to find.a bushel of nug-
gets,” he exclaimed, “I’ll ask no more of the
Lord nor any one else in this life!”

A laugh greeted this sally, and some young

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