true in spirit, honest at heart, firm in purpose, and consistent in life, were able to enter into the deep, broad, marvelous meaning of the Covenant.  The secret of the Lord was with them.  The Holy Spirit came upon them with power, shed light, gave strength, ministered comfort, inspired hope, produced courage, wrought wonders.  In their presence the wilderness blossomed as the rose; gardens sprang up in the solitary places; the apple tree bore fruit in the woods.  The Lord Jesus Christ was with them in the rich abundance and wonderful variety of His grace; they dwelt in the heavenly places; glory covered the ground whereon they trod.

The children of the Covenanters, being included in the Covenant, suffered with their parents in the persecution, and received also the recompense of reward.  A few of these lovely lives may be mentioned, but the fascinating story of thousands will never be told.  The few, however, will suggest the many.  We look at a bunch of violets, then think of the acres of delicate beauty bathing in the warm sunbeams and fluttering in the soft winds.

The young Covenanters in those days confronted severest conditions and learned hardest lessons in discipleship.  Sometimes they had to forsake father and mother to prove themselves worthy of Christ.  Andrew Forsyth, verging on manhood, was required to drink this bitter cup.  The family had not yet espoused the Covenanted cause.  One day Andrew was entrusted with a flock of sheep for the market.  He was over night on the way.  As he lay that night guarding his sheep in the field, he heard solemn music.  Following the sound, he came to a moss-hag, where a group of Covenanters were worshiping God.  A moss-hag is a cut on the hillside, formed by frost and rain; and overhung with moss, heather, and other growths.  In such places the pursued Covenanters often hid themselves.  The cold grotto was their house; the damp earth their bed; the hole cut out of the hill without hands their sanctuary.  Andrew listened with breathless interest.  They were singing a Psalm of David.  Then followed an earnest prayer.  Tie could not endure the suspense, but revealed himself to the little company.  They received him gladly, and spent hours talking of Christ, His precious blood, His amazing love, His royal glory, and His unrivalled supremacy.  Andrew was a Covenanter when he went home.  His father was angry, his mother was sorry, and he had to leave.  In a distant moor he made himself a bed under a booth of heather and moss, and supported himself by working for the neighboring shepherds.  The dragoons heard of his affiliation with the Covenanters, and were quickly on his path; his life was ever in danger.  One day they fired on him, but he escaped and reached his mossy den, carrying a bullet wound received from their fire.  There he lay several days, suffering, bleeding, hungry, lonely, and helpless, yet full of peace and joy in the Lord.  Often did he think of his father’s house, and his mother’s