“I could tell you what you could do with a part of it, said Rachel, turning her face toward Virginia.  “That does not trouble me,” replied Virginia with a slight smile.  “What I am trying to discover is a principle that will enable me to come to the nearest possible to His action as it ought to influence the entire course of my life so far as my wealth and its use are concerned.”

“That will take time,” said the minister slowly.  All the rest of the room were thinking hard of the same thing.  Milton Wright told something of his experience.  He was gradually working out a plan for his business relations with his employees, and it was opening up a new world to him and to them.  A few of the young men told of special attempts to answer the question.  There was almost general consent over the fact that the application of the Christ spirit and practice to the everyday life was the serious thing.  It required a knowledge of Him and an insight into His motives that most of them did not yet possess.

When they finally adjourned after a silent prayer that marked with growing power the Divine Presence, they went away discussing earnestly their difficulties and seeking light from one another.

Rachel Winslow and Virginia Page went out together.  Edward Norman and Milton Wright became so interested in their mutual conference that they walked on past Norman’s house and came back together.  Jasper Chase and the president of the Endeavor Society stood talking earnestly in one corner of the room.  Alexander Powers and Henry Maxwell remained, even after the others had gone.

“I want you to come down to the shops tomorrow and see my plan and talk to the men.  Somehow I feel as if you could get nearer to them than any one else just now.”

“I don’t know about that, but I will come,” replied Mr. Maxwell a little sadly.  How was he fitted to stand before two or three hundred working men and give them a message?  Yet in the moment of his weakness, as he asked the question, he rebuked himself for it.  What would Jesus do?  That was an end to the discussion.

He went down the next day and found Mr. Powers in his office.  It lacked a few minutes of twelve and the superintendent said, “Come upstairs, and I’ll show you what I’ve been trying to do.”

They went through the machine shop, climbed a long flight of stairs and entered a very large, empty room.  It had once been used by the company for a store room.

“Since making that promise a week ago I have had a good many things to think of,” said the superintendent, “and among them is this:  The company gives me the use of this room, and I am going to fit it up with tables and a coffee plant in the corner there where those steam pipes are.  My plan is to provide a good place where the men can come up and eat their noon lunch, and give them, two or three times a week, the privilege of a fifteen minutes’ talk on some subject that will be a real help to them in their lives.”