Doubtless this is true of all labor, yet the minister is particularly susceptible to these influences surrounding him." "A mining camp is so intensely material seven days of the week that it must present a difficult field for the awakening of any religious sentiment," confessed Brant sympathetically, feeling not a little interested in the clear-cut, intellectual countenance of the other.

"I have often wondered how you consented to bury your talents in such a place." The other smiled, but with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"I firmly believe that every minister should devote a portion of his life to the doing of such a work as this.

It is both a religious and a patriotic duty, and there is a rare joy connected with it." "Yet it was surely not joy I saw pictured within your face when we met; you were certainly troubled over some problem." Wynkoop glanced up quickly, a slight flush rising in his pale cheeks.
"Perplexing questions which must be decided off-hand are constantly arising.

I have no one near to whom I can turn for advice in unusual situations, and just now I scarcely know what action to take regarding certain applications for church membership." Brant laughed.