"I am no longer of the world, and my life is dedicated to a service you might deem sacrifice.

Moreover, we waste time in such idle converse; and if it be my privilege to aid you at all, I must learn more, so as to plan safely." "You have the freedom of the camp yonder ?" "I hardly know," she responded sadly.

"God has placed in my poor hands, Monsieur, a portion of His work amid those benighted, sin-stained creatures there.

Times come, as now, when the wild wolf breaks loose, and my life hardly is safe among them.

I fled the camp to-night,--not from fear, Christ knows, but because I am a woman, and too weak physically to bear the sight of suffering that I am helpless to relieve.