"Miss Bruce told me.

She says some folks forget they've got to die, and they ought to be ready for that.

A good many folks don't become Christians, and Miss Bruce says she's afraid they'll be like that verse, 'Lest coming suddenly, he find you sleeping.' You and I won't be that way, will we, father?
I'm going to try to be ready.

Ain't you?
Miss Bruce says folks ought to always be." His father's eyes were on the harness he was buckling.
"I hope you'll be ready, Martin," answered the father, "even if I ain't." The place where Martin lived was a small settlement distant from town.

Martin's father, Mr.Colver, not only three days in the week drove the stage, but other days acted as a sort of expressman, bringing freight in a large wagon over the miles from town.