"Billy McNeil--oh, Lord! There 's certainly a fine opening for you to do some missionary work, Phoebe." "Well, and I 'm going to," announced the young lady, firmly.

"I guess I can read men's characters, and I know all Mr.McNeil needs is to have some one show an interest in him.

Have you a large church, Mr.
Wynkoop ?" "Not large if judged from an Eastern standpoint," he confessed, with some regret.

"Our present membership is composed of eight women and three men, but the congregational attendance is quite good, and constantly increasing." "Only eight women and three men!" breathlessly.

"And you have been laboring upon this field for five years! How could it be so small ?" Wynkoop pushed back his chair, anxious to redeem himself in the estimation of this fair stranger.
"Miss Spencer," he explained, "it is perhaps hardly strange that you should misapprehend the peculiar conditions under which religious labor is conducted in the West.