CASTING ALL YOUR CARE ON HIM.

“Once, soon after the death of my husband and the loss of all his large property, I had a bill of fifty dollars to pay, and was notified two weeks beforehand that not a day’s grace would be given.  Besides what I was earning by my pen, I had due me, in a neighboring city, just the amount I should need—­the income on my only remaining piece of real estate; and, as my tenant was always prompt, I wrote to him where to send me the money, and gave the subject no farther thought.  But, when the time for his response was already past, and I heard nothing from my debts, and but a few days to the time of my own need yet remained, I felt anxious and sought divine direction as to the course I ought to pursue.  Rising from my knees, I took up my Bible, and the very first words my eyes rested upon, were these:  ’Casting all your care upon Him, for he careth for you.’  All anxiety from that hour left me; but I felt impelled to apply to a certain editor for the payment of twenty dollars he owed me, and I felt sure the other thirty would come from somewhere.

“So the days passed until the morning of the day upon which I should be called on for the fifty dollars, and still I had not a single dollar on hand to meet the claim.  At ten o’clock my creditor came, but half an hour before him the postman had put into my hand a letter containing a check for fifty dollars, the exact amount I needed.  It had come from the editor to whom I had applied for twenty dollars, and lo! he had sent me fifty.  The thirty advanced he said I could give him credit for on my next MS. He did not know my need, but God did, and thus He had answered my prayer.”

IN EVERYTHING MAKE KNOWN YOUR WANTS.

“Six years ago, on the low country of South Carolina, a friend asked me to go with him to a camp-meeting.  I was delighted with the idea, for, in my estimation, a good camp-meeting comes nearer heaven than any other place on earth.

“Just three days before we were to go, an unexpected circumstance connected with his business, made it impossible for him to leave.  It was with real heartfelt sorrow I heard of it.  The day before we were to have started, as I saw another member of the family, who was going with a friend, packing her trunk, it seemed to me I could not bear it.  I carried my trouble to my dear heavenly Father, begging him to send me a way to go.

“I rose from my knees with the sweet assurance in my heart my prayer was heard—­packed my trunk and waited patiently.  When night came and the men came home, in the place of the expected buggy came a small spring-wagon, and a seat for me.  What may seem more remarkable, the change between buggy and spring-wagon was made ten miles away, while I was praying.

“I believe I enjoyed the meeting more for the feeling of thankfulness that pervaded my whole being while there.”