after shaking hands with H——­ and inquiring of his welfare, asked him if he would do him the favor of going down town to a certain boot and shoe store and select from the stock as good a pair of boots as he could find, and, said the merchant, “have them charged to me.”  It was, as, H——­ said to me on his return to the seminary, a direct answer to prayer.  Indeed, it might be said of H——­ that he went through college and seminary on prayer.  He laid all his plans before God, pleaded his promises, and never was disappointed.

UNDER GARMENTS IN ANSWER TO PRAYER.

Among the students in the Theological Seminary at Princeton, N.J., in 1860, was my intimate friend L——.  He was at the time poorly clad, but was a devoted Christian, and is at present a successful foreign missionary.

One day when on the Seminary campus, I heard two of the students very thoughtlessly criticising the exceeding shabbiness of L——­’s wearing apparel, his short pants, old shoes, and socks with no heels in them.  At almost every step L——­ took when playing ball, his bare heels could be seen.  That day, after evening prayers, I took L——­ by the arm, for a walk to “Orthodox point,” a tree about a mile distant from the Seminary.  During our walk, I gently told him of the criticisms I had heard, and learned more fully than I had ever done of his destitution of wearing apparel, especially of under garments.  I offered him a share of mine, or the loan of money, so as to meet his present wants, but this he declined to receive, saying, that he “would take it to the Lord in prayer,” and that God would in good time supply all his wants.  I, too, bore his case to the throne of grace.  The next day after this, on going into his room, he laid before me an empty envelope, and a five dollar bill, and asked me the question, “Did you throw that envelope with that bill in it, through that ventilator?” I assured him that I did not.  “Well,” said he, “when I came in from recitation a short time ago, I found this envelope on the floor and that five dollar bill in it.  It has evidently been thrown in through the ventilator.”  We both recognized God’s hand in the provision made and mentally gave thanks to our Heavenly Father.  Soon after this, “a missionary box” was sent to the Seminary, and my friend was therefrom well supplied with under garments.  Frequently afterward did he say to me, in substance, “Prayer is the key to God’s treasury.  Trust in Him and the Lord will provide.”

UNEXPECTED RELIEF.

Henry Badgerow was a man about seventy years of age at the time of the incident, and a resident of Steuben county, State of New York.  This was in the year about A.D. 1830-31.  He had been for many years an invalid—­ so much so that he couldn’t walk—­the result of a horse running away with him.  In a forest, isolated from neighbors, the old man resided alone with an aged wife.