It's a bold word--there's one who knows whether or not it is a true one.' 'Good Heavens!--and what then did you say to yourself ?' 'I said this, sir--or rather, one came as I was on my knees, and said it to me--What's done you can't mend.

What's left, you can.

Whatever has happened is God's concern now, and none but His.

Do you see that as far as you can no such thing ever happen again, on the face of His earth.

And from that day, sir, I gave myself up to that one thing, and will until I die, to save the poor young fellows like myself, who are left now-a-days to the Devil, body and soul, just when they are in the prime of their power to work for God.' 'Ah!' said Lancelot--'if poor Luke's spirit were but as strong as yours!' 'I strong ?' answered he, with a sad smile; 'and so you think, sir.