A friend relates the following incident, as received from the lips of a poor afflicted, crippled orphan boy, whose own experience is a practical illustration of the words:  “When my father and my mother forsake me, then the Lord will take me up.”  Ps. xxvii 10.

“Out of many instances of answered prayer I will tell the following one:  In August, 1874, I wished to go to Lowell, a distance of some thirty miles, or more.  I had no money, and did not know how to get there.  I asked the station-agent and the conductor, but each refused, saying it would not be consistent with their duty.  Knowing of no human help, I left the depot and went into the woods, some ways from the station, where I could be alone, and tell that Friend who is able to provide, and who is rich unto all that call upon Him.  I knelt down beside the stump of a tree and prayed, and told the Lord all about it, and asked Him either to give me money, or provide some way that I could go where I desired.  I felt that the Lord heard and answered me, and filled my soul with praise and joy.  The language of my heart was, ‘Bless the Lord.’

“As I turned and was going out of the woods, I heard a voice saying, ‘Halloo.’  As I had seen no one, and knew not that any human being was near, I was surprised at this greeting.  ‘Halloo!’ said the stranger,’ I never heard such a prayer in my life.  Why did you go and pray?’ I told him that I felt heavy, burdened, and I took the burden to the Lord.  He said, ’I heard you pray—­you want money, do you?  The Lord has opened the way; here is five dollars.  It is the best way to go to the Lord, and trust Him to open the way.  Go and use the money.’  I thanked him, and I thanked the Lord, and went oh my way rejoicing in Him whose promise is,’ My God shall supply all your needs,’ and who himself had heard and answered my request.”

THE LORD CAN DO IT.

“In one of the mountainous towns—­says The Christian—­in the north-western part of Connecticut, there lived, some time since, an aged couple who had seen some eighty years of earthly pilgrimage, and who, in their declining days, enjoyed the care of a son and daughter, who resided with them at their home.

“In process of time, the son became sick, and drew nigh the gates of death.  The doctor pronounced him incurable, saying that one lung was consumed, and that he could live but a short time.

“The fear of her brother’s death, and the thoughts of being left alone to bear the responsibility of the aged parents’ care, burdened the sister’s heart exceedingly, and led her to cry mightily to the Lord, to interpose for his recovery, and spare him still to them; and her importunate supplications ascended to God, until the answer came to her heart as a sacred whisper,—­’I have heard thy cry, and have come down to deliver thee.’