"If you are going to be a new man, you must have a new and better home, and I've found one for you just a little way from here.

It's a nice clean room, and I'll take you there.

The rent is six dollars a month, but you can easily pay that when you get fairly to work." The room was in the second story of a small house, better kept than most of its neighbors, and contained a comfortable bed, with other needed furniture, scanty, but clean and good.

It was to Mr.Hall like the chamber of a prince compared with what he had known for a long time; and as he looked around him and comprehended something of the blessed change that was coming over his life, tears filled his eyes.
"Bring Andy around in the morning," said the missionary as he turned to go.

"Mrs.Paulding will take good care of him." That night, after undressing the child and putting on him the clean night-gown which good Mrs.Paulding had not forgotten, he said, "And now Andy will say his prayers." Andy looked at him with wide-open, questioning eyes.