swear off swearing, if I can."

"You can if you will just let Him be your friend."

"Well, I don't know much about that," was the slow reply. "That
takes faith, and I don't have much faith in some of the church
members I know."

"That used to trouble me also," said Percy, "until one time the
thought impressed itself upon me that even Christ himself did all
His great work with one of the twelve a traitor; and this thought
always comes to me now when self-respecting men object to uniting
with organized Christianity because of those who may be regarded as
traitors or hypocrites, but not of such flagrant character as to
insure expulsion from the Church?"

"Do you believe in miracles?" asked the driver.

"Oh, yes," said Percy, "in such miracles as the growth of the corn
plant."

"Why, that isn't any miracle. Everybody understands all about that."

"Not everybody," replied Percy. "There is only One who understands
it. There is only one great miracle, and that is the miracle of
life. It is said that men adulterate coffee, even to the extent of
making the bean or berry so nearly like the natural that it requires
an expert to detect the fraud; but do you think an imitation seed
would grow?"