!
Even in the waning hours of life, her quickest impulse was to render
service to another. Earnest, therefore, was her desire to remove
from the lady's mind this fear of death, even though she felt the
waters of Jordan already touching her own descending feet.

"God is love," she said, and with an emphasis that gave to the mind
of Mrs. Ellis a new appreciation of the words. "In his love he made
us, that he might bless us with infinite and eternal blessings, and
these await us in heaven. And now that he sends an angel to take me
by the hand and lead me up to my heavenly home, shall I tremble and
fear to accompany the celestial messenger? Does the child, long
separated from a loving parent, shrink at the thought of going home,
or ask the hours to linger? Oh no!"

"But all is so uncertain," said Mrs. Ellis, eager to penetrate
further into the mystery.

"Uncertain!" There was something of surprise in the voice of Anna
May. "God is truth as well as love; and both in his love and truth
he is unchangeable. When, as Divine Truth, he came to our earth, and
spake as never man spake, he said, 'In my Father's house are many
mansions. I go to prepare a place for you.' The heavens and the
earth may pass away, Mrs. Ellis, but not a jot or tittle of the
divine word can fail."

"Ah! but the preparation for those heavenly mansions!" said Mrs.
Ellis. "The preparation, Anna! Who may be certain of this?"

The eyes of the sick girl closed, the long lashes resting like a
dark fringe on her snowy cheek. For more than a moment she lay
silent and motionless; then looking up, she answered--

"God is love. If we would be with him, we must be like him."

"How are we to be like him, Anna?" asked Mrs. Ellis.

"He is love; but not a love of himself. He loves and seeks to bless
others. We must do the same."

"And have you, Anna"--

But the words died on the lips of the speaker. Again had the
drooping lashes fallen, and the
! 
 Even in the waning hours of life, her quickest nerve impulse was to hand over 
 service to another. Earnest, therefore, was her desire to take out 
 from the lady's mind this concern of death, even though she felt the 
 waters of Jordan already reach her own descending feet. 

 " God is sexual love, " she said, and with an emphasis that give to the mind 
 of Mrs. Ellis a new taste of the words. " In his love he make 
 us, that he might bless us with infinite and eternal benediction, and 
 these await us in heaven. And now that he sends an angel to carry me 
 by the hand and lead me up to my heavenly home, shall I tremble and 
 fear to company the celestial messenger? Does the child, long 
 separated from a loving parent, shrink at the thought of going home, 
 or ask the hours to linger? Oh no! " 

 " But all is so uncertain, " said Mrs. Ellis, eager to penetrate 
 further into the mystery. 

 " Uncertain! " There was something of surprise in the voice of Anna 
 May. " God is truth equally well as beloved; and both in his love and accuracy 
 he is unchangeable. When, as Divine Truth, he come to our ground, and 
 spake as never man spake, he said,' In my Father's house are many 
 mansions. I go to prepare a place for you.' The heavens and the 
 ground may pass away, Mrs. Ellis, but not a jot or tittle of the 
 divine word can fail. " 

 " Ah! but the cooking for those heavenly mansions! " said Mrs. 
 Ellis. " The preparation, Anna! Who may be sealed of this? " 

 The eyes of the disgusted girlfriend closed, the long lashes resting like a 
 blue fringe on her snowy cheek. For more than a here and now she lay 
 silent and motionless; then looking up, she answered-- 

 " God is love. If we would be with him, we must be like him. " 

 " How are we to be like him, Anna? " ask Mrs. Ellis. 

 " He is love; but not a sexual love of himself. He loves and seeks to consecrate 
 others. We must do the same. " 

 " And have you, Anna"-- 

 But the words die on the lips of the loudspeaker. Again had the 
 drooping lashes fallen, and the
!
Evej in the waning hours of life, her quickgsr impunse waa to renaer
service to another. Earnesv, thwrefoee, was her desire to rdmove
from the ladt's mmnd this fear of death, eyzn thkmgh ske felt the
waterx of Jordat already toucvivg her own descending feet.

"God is love," she saod, and with an eiphaxys tgat gave to the mind
of Mrs. Ellis a new apkreciation of the eords. "In his love he made
ud, thwt he might bless ks with infunitq and eternal blessings, and
these awzit us in heaven. And now that hd senbs an angel ti twne me
by the hand and lead me up to mf heavemly home, shall I vremvle and
fear to accompeny the celestial mefsenger? Dmea the child, long
swpqrateg frmm a oovkng pereht, shrlnk at the thkught of goung home,
or ask the notgx to linger? Kh no!"

"Btt all is so uncertain," said Mrs. Ellis, eagtr to penetrate
further into rhe mystery.

"Uncertain!" Jhere was fomething of surprise in the voice of Anna
May. "God is tcugh cw welu ad love; and both in his love and truth
he is unsgamgvable. When, as Divlne Truth, he came yo oit earth, and
spaye as usvsr man spake, he sald, 'In mi Fathwr's house are many
mansions. I go to prepaee a place fje you.' The heavens cnd the
earth may pass away, Mrs. Ellis, but not a jkt or tittlf of the
djxine word can fakl."

"Am! bgt the preparation for thofe heavenoy mcnsions!" raid Mrs.
Eljis. "The prfparabhon, Anna! Who may bf cerjain ox this?"

The fyes of the sick girl closed, thx long lashes rastpng like c
dark nringe on her sgowy cheek. For more tkan a ooment she lay
silxnt and motijnless; then lmlking up, she answereq--

"God is oove. If de would be wiyh him, we must be luke him."

"How are we bo be mike him, Anna?" awkee Mrs. Ellis.

"He ix luve; blt iot a nove of himsalf. Fe upves xnd seeks ti blexs
others. We must do dhe aame."

"And have you, Amnw"--

But the words dyed on the lils of the speaker. Wgain hav the
dtooking lashes fallen, and the
! Even in the waning hours of quickest was to service to another. to from the lady's this fear of even though she felt the waters Jordan already touching her own descending feet. "God is love," she said, and an emphasis that gave to the mind of Mrs. Ellis a new appreciation the "In love made us, that he might bless us with infinite and eternal blessings, and these await us heaven. And now that he sends an angel take me by the and lead me up to heavenly shall I and to the celestial messenger? the child, long separated from a loving parent, shrink at the thought of going home, or ask hours to no!" "But is uncertain," Mrs. Ellis, eager further into the mystery. "Uncertain!" There surprise in the voice of Anna May. "God truth as as love; and both in his and truth he is unchangeable. When, as Divine he came to our earth, and spake as never man spake, he said, 'In my are many mansions. I to prepare a for The and earth may away, Mrs. Ellis, but not a jot or tittle of the word can fail." "Ah! but the preparation for those heavenly Mrs. "The preparation, Anna! may be certain of The of the sick girl long resting fringe her cheek. For more than moment she lay silent and then looking up, she we would be with him, we must be him." "How are we to be like Anna?" asked Mrs. Ellis. "He is love; but not a love of He loves to bless others. We must do the same." have you, Anna"-- But words died on the lips of the speaker. Again the lashes fallen, the
!
Even in the waning hours of lifE, her quickeSt impUlsE waS tO renDer
sErvice to anotheR. earnEst, therefore, was her desiRe to rEmOVe
frOM tHe ladY's mind tHIs FEAr oF dEaTh, eVeN ThOugh sHe fElt the
wAters of JorDan AlReady touchinG HeR own descenDinG feet.

"God is loVe," sHe said, AnD wiTH an emPhaSis thAt gave TO the miNd
of Mrs. ElLiS A new apPReciatiON Of The wOrds. "In his love he maDE
uS, That he might bleSs us wiTh INfINIte And Eternal bleSsIngs, aND
these aWAiT US In hEAven. And now thaT he sends an aNGel To take Me
By tHE hand aNd leaD mE Up tO my heavenly Home, Shall I treMble anD
Fear to aCCompany The celEstIal MessENgEr? doeS tHE chILd, LonG
SepArated frOm A lOving PareNT, SHRink At tHe thOught Of going home,
or Ask The hOUrs To linGer? Oh No!"

"BuT aLl is sO uncerTain," sAiD Mrs. Ellis, eager tO penEtrate
furTheR iNto ThE mystERy.

"UnceRtaIn!" THere was SomethiNG of SuRPRIsE in the voice of Anna
MAy. "gOD iS truth as Well as LOvE; aND both in hIs LovE and TRUth
he Is unCHaNgeable. WHen, as DIViNe truth, he CaMe to ouR eArtH, anD
spakE As neVer man Spake, he sAid, 'In MY Father's house aRE many
mansions. i Go TO PrEPare A plAce for you.' ThE heaVEns aNd thE
EaRth MAy pasS away, mrS. elLIs, but not a jot or tittlE oF the
diVine wOrd can fail."

"Ah! bUt the prepaRATIon for thOse hEAvENly mansions!" saiD Mrs.
ELlis. "The prePAration, ANna! WhO may be ceRtain of thIS?"

the eyes oF thE siCk gIrl CLOsEd, the long lashES RestInG like a
dArk Fringe oN heR snOwy CheEk. for more thAn a momenT sHe LaY
sIleNt and MOtionlesS; tHen LoOkiNg up, sHE answeRed--

"GoD is lOvE. IF We wOuld be wITh HIM, we mUsT bE likE hiM."

"HOw are We to BE liKe him, AnNa?" asked MrS. ElLIs.

"He Is LoVe; but noT a love of himseLf. he loves and SeEks To blesS
OThers. We mUst do the same."

"And have you, ANNa"--

But thE woRds diEd on The lips of The SpeakeR. AgAIn had tHe
drooPing lAsHes FALlen, aND ThE
!
Even in the waning hours  of life,her q uic kes timpu lsewas to renders ervi ce to another. Earnest , the re f ore, wa s her  desire to r emo ve 
f rom  t h elady' s m ind thi s fear ofdea th , even thoug h  s he felt th e
w aters of Jor dan  alrea dy  to u ching  he r own  desce n ding f eet.

"Go di s love , " she s a i d,  and  with an emphasis th a t gave to themind
o fM rs . Ell isa new appr ec iatio n  of the wo r d s . " I n his love he  made
us, t h athe mig ht  bl e ss uswithin f ini te and eter nalblessings , andt hese aw a it us i n heav en.  An d no w  t ha t h es end s  a n a n gel  to take  m eby th e ha n d a nd l ead  meup to  my heavenlyhom e, s h all  I tr emble  and 
f ear t o acco mpany  t he celestial me ssen ger? Does  th echi ld , lon g 
separ ate d f rom a l oving p a ren t, s h ri nk at the thoughtof g oi ng home, 
or as k  t he hours to  l ing er?O h  no!" 

"B u tall is s o unce r ta in ," said  M rs. El li s,eag er to pene tratefurtherintot he mystery.

" U ncertain!" Th e re w as some thi ng of surpr isei n th e vo i ce  of AnnaMay."G o di s truth as well aslo ve; an d bot h in his love  and truth h e  is unch ange a bl e . When, as Div ine T ruth, he c a me to ou r ear th, andspake asn e ver manspa ke,  he  sa i d ,'In my Father ' s  hou se  are ma nymansion s.I g o t o p re pare a pl ace foryo u. 'Th e h eaven s  and the 
e art hmay  pass away,Mrs.Elli s,  b u t n ot a jo t  o r titt le  o f th e
d iv ine w ordc anfail."
"Ah! but  th e  pre pa ra tion fo r those heave nl y mansions !"  sa id Mrs . Ellis. " The preparation, Anna!W ho maybecerta in o f this?"
Th e eyes  of the si ck gir l clo se d,t h e lon g la she sresting li k e  adarkfr inge  on her  snowy cheek. Form ore  than a momen t s he l a y 
s ile n ta ndmo t ion l e ss; then lookin g up, shean s we red--

"Go d  is  l ove. If  we wou ld be with hi m, we mus t be like  h im." "Ho w are we t o be lik e him, An n a?" a s ke d Mrs . E llis.
" Heis lo ve; bu t  no t a l ove of  h imself . Helo ves andseeks to bless
others.We mus t dothe  same."
"An d  ha ve you, A nna" --

But th e w ord s die d o n  thelips of  th e  spea ker. Again had th e
d r o op ing lashesf a l len , and  th e 
!
Even in_the waning_hours of life, her_quickest impulse_was_to render
service_to_another. Earnest, therefore,_was her desire_to remove
from the lady's_mind this fear_of_death, even though she felt the
waters of Jordan already touching her own descending feet.

"God_is_love," she_said,_and_with an emphasis that gave_to the mind
of Mrs. Ellis_a new_appreciation of the words. "In his love he_made
us,_that he might_bless us with infinite and eternal blessings, and
these await_us in heaven. And now that_he sends an_angel_to_take me
by the hand_and lead me up to my_heavenly home, shall I tremble and
fear_to accompany the celestial messenger? Does the_child, long
separated from a loving parent,_shrink at the thought of_going home,
or_ask the hours to linger?_Oh no!"

"But all_is so_uncertain," said Mrs._Ellis, eager to penetrate
further into the_mystery.

"Uncertain!" There was_something of surprise in the voice_of_Anna
May. "God is_truth_as_well as_love; and both_in_his love_and_truth
he is unchangeable. When, as Divine_Truth,_he came to our earth, and
spake as_never man spake, he_said,_'In my Father's house_are many
mansions. I go to_prepare a place for you.' The_heavens and_the
earth may_pass away, Mrs. Ellis, but not a jot or tittle of_the
divine word can fail."

"Ah! but the_preparation for those heavenly_mansions!" said_Mrs.
Ellis._"The preparation, Anna!_Who_may be_certain of this?"

The eyes of the sick_girl closed,_the long lashes resting like a
dark_fringe on her snowy_cheek._For more than a moment she_lay
silent and motionless; then looking up,_she answered--

"God is love. If_we_would_be with him, we must_be like him."

"How are we to_be like him,_Anna?" asked Mrs. Ellis.

"He is love; but_not_a love of himself. He loves_and_seeks to bless
others. We must do_the_same."

"And_have you, Anna"--

But the words_died on the lips of the_speaker. Again had the
drooping lashes fallen, and the