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Chats with
Children

AMY LE FEUVRE

Bishop Taylor Smith, the Evangelical
British Chaplain-General, said:
"Miss LE FEUVRE'S books need no introduction,
they are always INSPIRING."

Books by

Amy le Feuvre

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PROBABLE SONS.
HEATHER'S MISTRESS.
TEDDY'S BUTTON.
DWELL DEEP.
DREAMIKINS.
THE CARVED CUPBOARD.
ERIC'S GOOD NEWS.
A LITTLE LISTENER.
A PUZZLING PAIR.
A DAUGHTER OF THE SEA.
THE DISCOVERY OF DAMARIS.
CHILDREN OF THE CRESCENT.
US, AND OUR CHARGE.
MISS LAVENDER'S BOY.
HAREBELL'S FRIEND.
A THOUGHTLESS SEVEN.
ON THE EDGE OF A MOOR.
DICKY'S BROTHER.
And many others.

CHAT I. Photo: Wallace, Sidmouth. "A Lovely Old Garden."
Frontispiece.

Chats with
Children

or

Pearls for Young People
Strung from the Word of Truth

By

Amy le Feuvre

Author of "Probable Sons," "Teddy's Button,"
"Eric's Good News," etc.

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CONTENTS
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[CHAT I. Outside and Inside]

[CHAT II. We are His Workmanship]

[CHAT III. The Way to Heaven]

[CHAT IV. A Knock at the Door]

[CHAT V. How to Tackle Giants]

[CHAT VI. A Free Gift]

[CHAT VII. To Be Ready]

[CHAT VIII. The Unknown Visitor]

[CHAT IX. Our Inheritance]

[The City Bright]

[Stories Illustrating Chats]

[Guide to Illustrations]

[Key to Bible Quotations]

ILLUSTRATIONS
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Illustrations in Colour

[THE POTTER'S WHEEL]

[A MEASURE OF MEAL]

[SELLING SPARROWS IN TEMPLE]

[WASHING FEET]

Illustrations in Black and White

[CHAT I. A LOVELY OLD GARDEN. Frontispiece.]

[CHAT I. AN INVALID BOY]

[CHAT II. A REAL TOY BOAT]

[CHAT II. GATHERING FRUIT]

[CHAT III. CHILDREN AND PET DOG]

[CHAT III. LOST BOY AND POLICEMAN]

[CHAT V. RAILWAY TRAIN AND STATION]

[CHAT VII. THINK ABOUT IT SERIOUSLY]

Pictures for Painting

ARE PRINTED ON THE BACK OF BLACK PRINT.

[Pictures to Paint—1. WHAT BIBLE SCENE IS THIS?]

[Pictures to Paint—2. WHAT BIBLE SCENE IS THIS?]

[Pictures to Paint—3. WHAT DOES THIS REPRESENT?]

[Pictures to Paint—4. WHO ARE THESE TWO PERSONS?]

[Pictures to Paint—5. WHAT BIBLE SCENE IS THIS?]

[Pictures to Paint—6. WHAT GREAT EVENT IS THIS?]

[Pictures to Paint—7. WHAT NEW TESTAMENT SCENE IS THIS?]

CHAT I. "If your Body Is Hurt or Ill."

Pictures to Paint—1. WHAT BIBLE SCENE IS THIS?

CHATS WITH
CHILDREN

BY AMY LE FEUVRE

CHAT I
———

"Outside
and
Inside"

"Man looketh on the
outward appearance,
but the Lord looketh
on the heart."

(1 Samuel 16.7)

[CHAT I]

"Outside and Inside"

"Man looketh on the outward appearance,
but the Lord looketh on the heart."
(1 Samuel 16.7)

OUTSIDE and inside. How different they are! I remember a very ugly looking house, which I used to love as a little girl. It faced the street, with straight rows of windows, bare and square, and not a creeper or flower to be seen. But inside, what a delicious comfortable house it was! And a lovely old garden behind, hidden and surrounded by high walls. All the flowers, all the beautiful china and pictures, and pretty old-fashioned furniture were to be seen after you entered it, and not before. I have seen many pretty looking houses since, some quite charming with their gabled windows and creeper clad walls, yet some of them inside, are damp and ugly and uncomfortable.

When you go to a bookseller's to choose yourself a book do you choose it for its cover, or for the story inside? Some of the dryest dullest books have the most handsome binding, and some of the most thrilling stories are wrapped up in a very poor cover.

Which do you value most, the envelope, or the letter inside? Your purse, or the money that is in it? Do you like best the shell of a nut, or the kernel inside? Which is most important, the case of a clock or watch, or the works inside? Do you like the outside of your chocolate box best, or the chocolates inside?

Outside and inside! Nearly always the inside of a thing is the thing that matters. The outside is a mere case or covering for the treasure within.

So it is with us. We are so apt to judge people by the outside look of them. It is one of the pathetic facts in life, that pretty children, and beautiful girls, and handsome boys, get most love from the world around them. And yet their souls inside may not be nearly so beautiful as plain featured children. A crooked body may contain a lovely soul. A lovely body may contain a crooked and distorted soul. Outside and inside—how different they may be. Our verse says:

"Man looketh on the outward appearance, but the Lord looketh on the heart."

I want you to sit still for a few minutes and think about this. You have your outside, and your inside. Your body and your soul. Your body is simply a case for your soul, to be the means of moving and thinking and talking and acting as your soul desires. I am not going to confuse you by talking about your mind, or intellect, or spirit. We are composed of soul and body. Our souls are the only part of us that matters, for they can never die; our body may wear out, and die, drop away from us like an old garment, but our souls live on. They are the living part of us that God loves and guards, that He sent His only Son to die for, because He wanted them in Heaven above.

A great many people care for your body. Your parents rightly try to keep it in health. They send for a doctor if your body is hurt or ill. They feed it, and buy clothes for it. Nearly all the shops in a big town are selling things for your body. It needs a lot of things to keep it well. Food and drink, fires in winter, a soft bed at night for its rest and refreshment. Shelter from storm, shade from great heat.

Some of us take the greatest care of our bodies, but never, never think of the welfare of our souls. Now in these little chats with you, I want to get at your souls, to the inside thinking, loving part of you, to the bit of you that ought to be touching God and living with Him, whilst your bodies are running about and enjoying this beautiful earth.

God thinks most about your souls, or hearts, as they are often called in the Bible.

What kind of a soul have you?

You are taught to take care of your body, to feed it, to clothe it, not to do things which might hurt it. Your parents want your body to grow bigger and stronger every year.

Is your soul growing bigger and stronger too?

Are you feeding it? Does it get hurt or damaged?

Now it may be comparatively easy to take care of our bodies, but it is quite impossible for us to take care of our souls. There is only One Person who made them, and who knows just what they want, and has the right food to give them. This Person you know is God.

We are told that when our bodies die, our spirits or souls return to God who gave them to us. They belong to God. He is the only One who can keep them safely, and make them grow strong and beautiful. We may not all have beautiful bodies, but we can all have beautiful souls, if we hand them over to God to keep.

Is this difficult to do?

Let us talk about it a little.

The Devil wants to get possession of your souls to destroy them. He tries to keep us away from God because he knows that our souls will thrive and blossom into beauty, and be kept in perfect safety if we hand them over to God.

So he employs different means of keeping us far away from God.

He surrounds us with boys and girls who never think about their souls at all, and they persuade us that saying prayers and reading the Bible, and going to Church or Chapel, is all very dull and stupid. We must have a jolly time, and enjoy ourselves, and whatever we do, must never turn "pi," or be a prig.

Then lessons, and games, and treats all follow each other so quickly that we feel we haven't time to think about God.

We are too busy, too occupied, too full of interesting plans and purposes to think about our souls. The Devil takes care to keep us busy. What can we do? Only one thing. Come straight to the Lord Jesus Christ, kneel down in any quiet corner, ask Him when we go to bed at night, and when we get up in the morning to take our soul into His loving keeping.

He will do the rest. He will remind us just in time before we are going to give way to temper, before we're going to tell a lie; He will give us courage to stand up for the right, and to refuse to join in any wrong doing, and He will give us sunshine and happiness in our souls.

We are told that "He is able to keep what is committed to Him."

He will never fail us.

God has loved our souls so much that He sent Christ to save them from the Devil's hold and power. He will wash them in His precious Blood and hold them in His keeping till He calls them to the golden Unseen Land above.

Will you to-day give your soul, your heart to God? May He help you to do so.

CHAT II. "A Real Toy Boat."

Pictures to Paint—2. WHAT BIBLE SCENE IS THIS?

CHAT II
———

"His
Workmanship"

"For we are His workmanship,
created in Christ Jesus
unto good works, which
God hath before ordained
that we should walk in them."

(Ephesians 2.10)

THE POTTER. Jeremiah 18.2-4.

[CHAT II]

"We are His Workmanship"

"For we are His workmanship, created
in Christ Jesus unto good works, which
God hath before ordained that we should
walk in them."
(Ephesians 2.10)

HAVE you ever made anything? I am sure you have. It may have only been a paper boat, or a doll's frock, but you were very proud of it at the time. Perhaps one of you may have made a real toy boat and taken it down to the pond to sail it. How anxious you were to see if it was a success or a failure! How pleased you were when some grown up person took it into his hand and looked at it, and said, "It does you credit!" Think how busy people are, all over the world, making things—watches, clocks, motors, aeroplanes, guns, books, pictures, machines of all sorts and sizes.

If you talk to them, you will soon find that they are all anxious about one thing, and that is for their work and invention to be a success, to fulfil the purpose for which they made it. They want their watches and clocks to keep good time, their motors and air machines to move swiftly and easily, and not to be failures. They don't want their inventions to lie useless and idle, and what is the good of them if they do that?

Almighty God has made this world and all the wonderful and beautiful things in it, but of all the things that He has made, the most precious in His sight is a human soul. There are a great many of us. Some are black, some are white, some are born in rich circumstances, some in poverty.

Some are strong. Some are weak. But we are all His workmanship, and He made us—each one of us for a purpose.

Ask yourself this question:

For what purpose did God make me? Why did He want me in the world?

This is quite certain. God put you in this world to carry out some work for Him. He made you for it. And He wants you to be a success and not a failure; He wants you to bring Him credit. As the Bible says, you were created for His glory. Have you brought God any glory by your life? Do people want to follow Christ because of you?

Now, does this seem impossible?

Have you a garden? And have you any fruit trees in it? If so, in the autumn you will expect fruit from them. A gardener once said to a lady who was walking round the garden of which he had charge:

"I always have success with my plants. I never keep anything that does not bring me credit. If plants don't flower as they ought, I pitch them away; if my apples won't bear, I root them up."

Ah! How good, and patient, and long-suffering is our Heavenly Father with His plants and fruit trees! What fruit are you bearing for Him? What sweet scented flowers are blossoming on your stalk? Have you been a failure or a success in His garden?

"His workmanship!"

Think of it when you are quarrelling and stamping with rage, when you're sulking, when you're telling untruths, and doing things in secret which you know you ought not to do.

God's workmanship! Did He make me for this? I am not bringing Him credit. I am bringing dishonour upon my Maker. I am like a watch that won't keep time, that is useless, that is no good to anyone.

There are several failures mentioned in the Bible.

There is the case of the "fig tree" that never bore any figs.

There were the "lamps without oil," the lamps that gave no light to the Virgins who held them.

There was the case of a watchman who was blind.

And there were "wells without water."

There are boys and girls now running about and enjoying themselves. Having a good time, and only thinking of pleasing themselves.

They are fruit trees in God's garden. Yet so far they have never brought Him fruit, though He comes again and again so patiently and lovingly, to see if there is any sign or beginning of fruit bearing.

They are lamps made to shine for their Master, but no light comes from them. They are useless.

They are wanted to be watchmen for God, looking out for the coming of their Master, telling others about Him and warning them of danger when it comes. But they see nothing. They are blind.

They are wells. Made by God to contain the Water of Life, and to be the means of refreshing and watering others. But they are dry and empty, or filled with rubbish, choked with refuse—and not a drop of water in them.

God's workmanship! And yet such a failure!

"Well," you say, "I can't help myself. It comes natural to me. I can't be good."

Do you want to be good? To be what God means you to be?

I heard a preacher once say that at the Judgment Day when we shall all have to appear before our Maker, it may be that a picture will be held up before us, a picture of what God meant us to be when He made us and put us in this world. And as we look upon it, and think of what we might have been, and what we have been, we shall be filled with horror, and regret, and remorse. The contrast will condemn us so utterly!

How can we be a success instead of a failure?

If a watch or machine goes wrong, the best thing is to take it back to its maker. He will put it right, even if he has to make it over again.

Dear boys and girls, if you take yourself back to your Maker, and put yourselves in His hands to be made what He wants you to be, He will do it.

The fact is, we were never meant to live a single day in this world without God helping and holding us. The Lord Jesus Christ came to die for our sins, but He also came to show us how to live in this world with God holding our hands.

Kneel down in some quiet corner by yourself, and ask God to take your soul into His keeping and never let you go. You don't know what a difference it will make in your life. You will not be less happy, but much more happy. And He will be able to teach you and show you your work day by day.

And if you do it, you will bring glory instead of dishonour upon the One who made you.

"For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should walk in them."

CHAT II. "In the Autumn you expect Fruit."

Pictures to Paint—3. WHAT DOES THIS REPRESENT?

CHAT III
———

The Way
to
Heaven

"I am the way . . . no man
cometh unto the Father,
but by Me."

(John 14.6)

[CHAT III]

The Way to Heaven

"I am the way . . . no man cometh unto
the Father, but by Me."
(John 14.6)

JUST suppose one day that you were out for a walk, and you suddenly came upon a road you had never noticed before, and which had a sign-post at the corner of it saying:

"Way to Heaven."

Would you like to walk along it? I think a great many would. Some might say:

"I've been trying to get there all my life, but it's so difficult to find the way to it. And now here it is at last."

Perhaps you would say:

"I should like to feel I was on the way there, but I don't want to arrive there just yet. I mean to get there at last."

I don't think there is a single boy or girl in the world who would not like to feel certain that when they died, they would go to Heaven.

But if we want to get there when we die, we must start going along the road to it while we are alive.

Let us talk a little bit about Heaven.

Little children like it, because it sounds like a happy fairyland to them. Nobody to hurt them or quarrel with them, no darkness, lovely music, white robes, rivers and fruit trees, paths of gold. Nothing to be afraid of, no sickness, no pain, every one full of joy and happiness, lots of little angel children to play with. Who would not like to be there?

When you grow older you will still like to think of such a beautiful Heaven, but you will want to go there to meet your old friends, your parents, your brothers and sisters who have gone before you, and above all, you will want to meet your Saviour whom you have learnt to love.

Do you know the road to Heaven?

So many start out for it, and lose their way.

And I will tell you a secret.

Boys and girls are much nearer the Road when they are small, than when they get bigger.

It is easier to find when you are young, than when you grow up.

Do you remember a little verse in the Bible which says:

"I love them that love Me, and those that seek Me early shall find Me."

What has this to do with the road to Heaven?

I will tell you in a few minutes.

Just before the Lord Jesus died He told His disciples He was going away from them to prepare a Place for them in God's House which is Heaven. He said: "You know where I am going, and you know the Way."

Thomas, one of the disciples, said in a puzzled sort of way:

"But we don't know where You are going, and how can we know the Way?"

Then Jesus said:

"I am the Way...no man cometh unto the Father but by Me."

He had told them this over and over again, but they did not seem to understand.

Just like us. So few people understand it.

Jesus had told them once before:

"I am the Door. By Me if any man enter in, he shall be saved."

So if the Lord Jesus is the Door into Heaven, and if He is the Way to Heaven, we have got to find Him, and He will take us safely into His Father's House.

How can we find Him?

I met a tiny boy once trotting along a busy street. He had no hat on, and was only about three years old. Suddenly a big dog sprang playfully on him. He screamed in terror and fled. I took him up in my arms, and he put his little arms round my neck and clung tightly to me.

"Take me home! Take me home!" he cried.

But he couldn't tell me where his home was, and I did not know. I put him down on the path again, when the dog was out of sight, hoping he would trot in the right direction. I asked several people if they knew him. No one did. I walked up one road with him and then another; and was afraid I would have to take him to the Police Station, when suddenly a young woman met us. She had come from his home, and was looking everywhere for him. I gave him into her charge, and he went away quite happily. I had tried to help him, but I was unable to do so. I could only hand him over to the one who knew the way.

The Lord Jesus Christ is always looking for boys and girls. They may ask grown up people, teachers, and preachers to help them, but they cannot take them to Heaven, they can only hand them over, as I did, to the One who is looking for them.

Jesus Christ is close to you. He came down to this world to be the Door from earth to Heaven. He died to open that Door wide to every one who comes to Him and trusts Him.

Will you come to Him to-day just as you are, and ask Him to take you by the hand and never leave go of you till you have arrived inside Heaven? He will do it. He has said: "Those that seek Me early shall find Me." "No man cometh unto the Father, but by Me."

CHAT III. "A Big Dog."

Pictures to Paint—4. WHO ARE THESE TWO PERSONS?

The Lord Jesus Christ is the only Way to Heaven.

Have you ever read the "Pilgrim's Progress?" Do you remember how safe Christiana and her children were when they had Mr. Greatheart walking in front of them to defend them from all dangers, and keep them in the right path to the Golden City?

I always felt so sorry for Christian because he had no Mr. Greatheart. We all have our Mr. Greatheart. It is the Lord Jesus Himself. He goes before us and leads us by the hand. It will be easy walking with Him. We shall be happy and safe. Oh, dear boys and girls, do come to Him; do take Him for your Mr. Greatheart. Do trust yourselves body and soul into His loving keeping.

Then you may be sure that you have found the Way to Heaven, and are walking in it.

CHAT IV
———

A Knock
at
the Door

"Behold, I stand at the
door, and knock: if any
man hear My voice and
open the door, I will
come in to him, and
will sup with him, and
he with Me."

(Rev. 3.20)

[CHAT IV]

A Knock at the Door

"Behold, I stand at the door, and knock:
if any man hear My voice and open the door,
I will come in to him, and will sup with
him, and he with Me."
(Rev. 3.20)

LET us think now for a short time about something that you see and use every day, that sometimes brings safety, and sometimes danger, and that divides one from the other. Can you guess? You have a good many of them in your house, and you are moving them all day long. We are going to talk about a door.

How impossible it is to open a door and walk in, if it is locked and bolted against us! Open doors take us into delightful places, but they can also take us into prison. What important parts of a house they are! How safe you feel in bed at night knowing that all the house doors are shut and fastened inside!

A door is sometimes a man's salvation. Here is a man fleeing for his life! He is unarmed and defenceless, another man is pursuing him sword in hand. He means to kill him. The frightened man comes to his house, he dashes in at his door. He draws the stout bolt and locks it. His enemy is outside. He breathes freely.

We are glad we have a door to shut out our enemies, but do we ever shut out our friends?

There was an old woman who lived in a little cottage in Scotland, not very far from Balmoral, the Castle that belongs to our Kings and Queens.

When Queen Victoria was alive, she was very fond of visiting some of the old people who lived near her. One afternoon this old woman sat in her cottage alone. She was in a very bad temper. She had quarrelled with her nearest neighbour, and because some of her friends had been gossiping about her, she shut her door and locked it, saying viciously to herself:

"Ay, I'll keep myself to myself in future. I won't let 'em in when they come to try and get a dish o' tea out o' me."

Presently she heard a soft knock at her door.

She set her lips and nodded her head.

"Knock awa'," she whispered.

The knock was repeated louder now.

"Knock awa' till doomsday," she called out in a angry voice. "I'll not let ye in!"

The knock was not repeated, and footsteps outside were heard going away.

The old woman nodded her head and smiled.

"They won't trouble me for a bit," she assured herself.

But she did not smile the next day when she was told that her Queen had stood outside her door, and knocked for admission, and she had refused to let her in.

The Queen never visited her again.

There was a poor man in Liverpool who could not pay his rent. He lived in a little house by himself, and was in great trouble lest his landlord should turn him out. One day he heard a knock at his door, and thinking it was his landlord, he locked the door and slipped out into his back garden, hoping people would think he was out.

The knocking went on for some time, then ceased, and the man crept back into his house by and by, and thought he had been very clever in escaping his landlord. But in a few days the landlord sent the bailiffs in to sell him up, and then too late, he heard that a rich friend had come to see him a few days before on his way to America. It was he who had knocked, and had been shut out, and the poor man knew that he would have given him the money for his rent, if he had opened the door.

A MEASURE OF MEAL. Matthew 13.33.

Now, we have each of us a little house of our own inside us, with a door which we can open or shut at our will. It is the door of our heart. We let in a good many visitors who spoil our house for us, and stain it with sin. Temper, envy, pride, cowardice, selfishness, and deceit all work havoc in our hearts, but there is one Royal Visitor who comes and knocks and pleads with us to let Him in.

"My son, my daughter," He says, "give Me your heart!"

"Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear My voice and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with Me."

It is the Voice of Jesus. Have you ever heard it? He comes to every boy and girl, for He loves them all. He wants you to know Him and love Him, and if He seems a stranger to you now, He will not be a stranger long if you open the door of your heart to Him. He will cleanse your heart whiter than snow if you let Him in. He will help you to guard the door against your enemies, and all those wicked spirits who are trying to spoil your happiness and life.

A young woman said to me one day:

"I'm expecting a visitor soon. It's my mother from the country. My husband always likes to see her, for she brings us such a lot of presents when she comes. She has a farm, and she brings us butter and eggs, and chickens."

"And I suppose you like to see her too?" I said smiling.

"Oh, yes; but not for what she brings. She's my mother, you see, and I dearly love her!"

Now, children, the Lord Jesus Christ brings presents with Him when He comes into your heart. He brings pardon for your past sins, peace, and joy, and power to fight your enemies and overcome them. Will you remember those three presents all beginning with a "P":

Pardon, Peace, Power.

They will last you all your life, and as you grow older, you will value them all the more.

But I think you will soon learn to love the Lord Jesus for Himself, and not for what He brings you. He wants your love. And, remember, He has loved you all your life long, and He wants to live with you down here in your heart, guiding you, teaching you, and helping you in all your troubles and difficulties every day. Open your door to your best Friend, invite Him to come in and make your heart His dwelling place.

Is it not wonderful that the King of kings should wish to enter your heart?

Listen to what God says. He tells us of the two places in which He dwells:

"Thus saith the high and lofty One that inhabiteth eternity, whose name is Holy, I dwell in the high and holy place, with him also that is of a contrite and humble spirit."

"Oh Jesu, Thou art standing
Outside the fast closed door;
In lowly patience waiting
To pass the threshold o'er.
"Oh Jesu, Thou art pleading
In accents meek and low,
'I died for you, My children,
And will ye treat Me so?'
"Oh Lord, with shame and sorrow
We open now the door:
Dear Saviour, enter, enter,
And leave us nevermore."

CHAT V
———

How to Tackle
Giants

"Without Me ye
can do nothing."

(John 15.5)

[CHAT V]

How to Tackle Giants

"Without Me ye can do nothing."
(John 15.5)

THERE is nothing we dislike more when we are very small than to be helped.

How often you hear a little boy say:

"I can do it, Mother; let me do it myself."

It may be cutting up his food with a knife and fork; it may be washing his face and hands, or any other simple thing. When he gets older he thinks, he can do bigger things on his own, without anyone's help at all. And very often experience teaches him that he is not so clever as he thinks himself to be.

Now all Christian boys and girls have a great many difficulties and temptations in their lives.

They make many resolves to be good, they want to be good. They mean to start the day well, but somehow before they know it, their tempers have got the better of them, and the day is clouded by tears and passion.

One of the reasons that the Lord Jesus came down from Heaven and lived amongst people on the earth, was to show them how He wanted to help them on their way to Heaven. He told His disciples just before He went back to Heaven:

"Lo, I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world."

And He also said this to them:

"Without Me, ye can do nothing."

Have you ever watched trains coming and going in a railway station? Sometimes there is a long line of carriages, but no engine. Can those carriages move along the rails by themselves? No; they may be perfectly ready for passengers; the lights in them may be bright, the passengers may get in and take their places, but without the engine, they can do nothing. The engine comes along, there may be only one link joined to it, and the whole train, carrying hundreds of passengers with their luggage, will move along the line without any effort. Swiftly, easily it glides along.

CHAT III. "Taken to the Police Station."

Pictures to Paint—5. WHAT BIBLE SCENE IS THIS?

Now take the engine. Can it move itself? Not without the steam power within. If there is no steam, there is no movement. The wheels of the engine cannot move themselves. Without the steam, the engine can do nothing.

Have you seen great guns being fired? What sends the great shells flying through the air for miles and miles? Can they make themselves go? No, it is just a spark that ignites the powder. Without that spark the shells, the guns can do nothing.

So we, capable as we may think ourselves, can do nothing unless we are linked on—or are in touch with—our Lord and Master. "Without Me ye can do nothing."

Do you think you can get on without Him?

Just think hard a minute. Sometimes you get up in the morning and you feel good! You say to yourself: "f shan't lose my temper to-day," or, "I shall do nothing to be scolded about."

And almost before you know it, you have given way to temper, or you have got into disgrace for doing something wrong. How was it? You can't explain it. "I forget," you say. Who can remind you just in time? The One who offers to help you all day long.

Imagine a big battle about to take place, and the soldiers going into it without any officer or general to tell them what to do. Would those soldiers get the victory over well ordered troops coming against them? No—never. And you will never get the victory over your enemies unless your Captain is leading you, and you do what He tells you. "Without Me ye can do nothing."

You must remember that the Devil with his hosts of wicked spirits are out to try to get you to sin every day and all day. What chance have you against the Devil? None at all, without your Captain's strong loving Hand holding yours, and helping you to fight.

A little boy was bullied by a big boy. He tried to stand up to him, but was knocked down at once. And then he caught sight of his father walking down the street. In an instant, he picked himself up and darted to his father's side.

"Hold my hand tight, Daddy," he cried.

The father did so.

Then the little fellow called to the bully to come on. "I'm ready for you now," he said; "I'll beat you easy!"

He was secure and safe in his father's hold, and he feared nobody, and nothing. That is how we can feel when Jesus is holding us by the hand. Will He do it? This is what He says in His Word:

"I the Lord have called them in righteousness, and will hold their hand, and will keep them."

Now, when did Jesus say, "Without Me ye can do nothing?"

It was just before His death, that He told His disciples this truth. He told them that He was like a vine, and they were like the branches, but that just as branches cannot bear grapes if they are cut away from the vine, so they could not bear fruit in their lives unless they were joined to Him.

What a wonderful thing! Can a boy and girl be joined to Christ, the King of kings and Lord of lords?

Yes, if they open their hearts' door to Him, He has promised to come in and abide with them, and then He will help them to bear fruit.

Do you want to bring forth fruit in your life to-day?

Then keep close to Jesus and ask Him to fill your heart with the sunshine of His presence. For:

"Without Me ye can do nothing."

Do you remember the story of the shepherd boy killing the giant?

David might have had his sling and stones, but they would have been useless unless he had had God with him when he went to meet him. He told Saul that God had helped him to kill a lion and a bear, and that He would deliver him out of the hand of the giant.

"Without Me ye can do nothing."

It locks the door against all our own efforts and struggles. And the key that unlocks it is:

"I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me."

A sailor lad gave his heart to Christ one Sunday evening after a mission service had been held. The minister talked to him afterwards, and found out that he had a very bad home in the East End of London, and was going home to spend the rest of his leave there.

"I don't know how I shall do it!" the poor boy said. "My mother drinks and is hardly ever sober; my father and brother hate religion of any sort, and have half killed a mission preacher when he was down our way. How can I stand up against them?"

"But," said the minister quickly, "if the Almighty has you by the hand and goes home with you, won't you be stronger than they?"

The boy smiled.