He walked slowly towards the parsonage, his head bent and his hands clasped behind him, and a questioning anxiety in his face.

"I will use every chance to speak of the certain punishment of the wicked when I visit my people," he said, "but not in the pulpit.

Not where Helen would hear it--yet.

In her frame of mind, treating the whole question somewhat lightly, not realizing its awful importance, it would be productive of no good.

I will try, little by little, to show her what to believe, and turn her thoughts to truth.
For the present that is enough, that is wisest." And then his heart went back to her, and how happy they were.