The sun was well-nigh set, and it was evident to the ministers that they should have to prevail on their new acquaintance to lodge them overnight.
"Well, my dear brother," remarked one of the ministers, "we are far apart in faith, but I trust we are all honest in our views and I pray that God may lead us all in the way we should go.

The day is gone, and to get out of these hills tonight is unthinkable.

I wonder if you could arrange to keep us overnight, Mr.Benton--I believe that's the name?
If you will, we shall be a hundred times obliged and shall be glad to pay you whatever you suggest." Jake was big hearted, if he was a sinner.

"Sure, I'll keep ye, think I'd turn anybody out in these woods at night?
Not me.

I've kept preachers all my life, but I confess I never kept sanctified ones before." The three men went up the hill to Jake's cabin, and the two ministers busied themselves writing letters while Jake prepared the evening meal from his scant pantry.