Two Hundred Dollars Needed And Given At The Last Moment.

"At the time of her husband's death, there were _two hundred dollars_

due an institute, for board and tuition of their two little boys. His

death was the flood-gate opened, which let in a successive torrent of

perplexities, losses, dilemmas, delays, law-suits, etc. She had not been

able to pay that bill; the principal was importunate, persevering,

bitter, and, at last, abusive. She cried to the Lord for a week, day and

night, almost without ceasing. Then, a gentleman whom she had taken to

her own house and carefully nursed through a dangerous illness, three

years before, called to say good-bye. He was on his way to a Bremen

steamer, and all other adieus were said, all his baggage on board,

except the valise in his hand. Might her boy ride down to the wharf and

see him off? Of course she was glad to consent. When her son returned he

brought back a letter, which opened, she found to contain _two hundred

dollars_ and the words, 'Not that money can ever express my gratitude,

but the enclosed may be useful for gas-bills or some other little

household matter.'"