That night the persecutor was attacked by a dreadful disease in the bowels, which so distressed him that he roared like a madman; and his friends, which is too often the case with the heathen, left him to suffer and die alone.  The two Christians whom he would have ruined then went and took care of him till he died, two or three days after his attack.  The whole affair was well known in the neighborhood, and from that time not a dog dared move his tongue against the Christians of Ava.

Is there no evidence in this of a special providence, and that God listens to the prayers of persecuted and distressed children?

THE CAPTAIN AND THE QUADRANT.

A godly man, the master of an American ship, during one voyage found his ship bemisted for days, and he became rather anxious respecting her safety.  He went down to his cabin and prayed.  The thought struck him, if he had with confidence committed his soul to God, he might certainly commit his ship to Him; and so, accordingly, he gave all into the hands of God, and felt at perfect peace; but still he prayed, that if He would be pleased to give a cloudless sky at twelve o’clock, he should like to take an observation to ascertain their real position, and whether they were on the right course.

He came on deck at eleven o’clock, with the quadrant under his coat.  As it was thick drizzling, the men looked at him with amazement.  He went to his cabin, prayed, and came up.  There seemed still to be no hope.  Again he went down and prayed, and again he appeared on deck with his quadrant in his hand.  It was now ten minutes to twelve o’clock, and still there was no appearance of a change; but he stood on the deck, waiting upon the Lord, when, in a few minutes, the mist seemed to be folded up and rolled away as by an omnipotent and invisible hand; the sun shown clearly from the blue vault of heaven, and there stood the man of prayer with the quadrant in his hand, but so awe-struck did he feel, and so “dreadful” was that place, that he could scarcely take advantage of the answer to his prayer.  He, however, succeeded, although with trembling hands, and found, to his comfort, that all was well.  But no sooner had he finished taking the observation than the mist rolled back over the heavens, and it began to drizzle as before.

This story of prayer was received from the lips of the good Captain Crossby, who was so useful in the Ardrossan awakening; and he himself was the man who prayed and waited upon his God with the quadrant in his hand.

THE FAITH OF DOROTHEA TRUDEL.

The life of Dorothea Trudel has afforded some remarkable instances of answer to prayer; during the years 1850 to 1860, at the Swiss village of Maennedorf, near the Lake of Zurich, and that of Molltingen, were seen and witnessed, cases of cure in response to unyielding faith in the promises of the Lord.