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on our mhalf, for surely special grace was git-en us to bearcur sudden trial calmly.Occasionally dear John wonld murmur. " Oh. I am sobred ;" and Annie would pat him soothinglv and sav,"Poor son 1 " (" Son " is a term of comforting endcnrr~ientoizen used in Scotland by an elder to a younger relative.)Cur dear sister Grace was wonderfully upheld, though herkart \\-as anguished at the sight of her beloved husband'ssufferings. Time and again he llcld her face to his own,:erventfy kissing her, and seeking to comfort her byreminding her of God's almighty pox\-er and love.At last the ambulance arrived, and after some more:are\vells he was conveyed to the nursing home. tZre.\-ere not altogether devoid of hope, for we knew he tvasIn the hands of a clever surgeon ; and we trusted that theMaster might still have work for him on this side of the veil.After the operation, the surgeon came to the side-roomwhere I was waiting, and very gravely said, " I am sorrythat I cannot give you hope for your brother. If heshould linger for 24 hours, then we might begin to havea giimmer of hope." I felt that sureIy it must be somebodyelse's brother he was speaking of I Yet, though numband dazed, I knew that God was about to let thc greatestsorrow fall upon us, and my heart cried out to Him forgrace and strength to enable us all to bear it. It was hardto go home to the anxious ones with such news. Thoughall were stunned by this sudden blow, m-c never at anytime felt a trace of rebellion in our hearts. We desiredmost fervently that God's dl should be done.Sister Grace and I visited John that afternoon, and foundhim \.cry cxhnusted but quite collected. He sought tocor~irort his wife by assuring her that God would be herhelper and strength. and very tenderly he commended usboth to His keeping. In the evening, when me againvisited him, he was bathed in perspiration, so that eventhe pillow under his head was wet. The surgeon remarked