pulled her free—not one second too soon. The rope went on to its doom, but Alphild was unharmed and loving arms.

The lovelight and appreciation which shows in her eyes today after so many years, is but the reflection of the glow that must have been there that day when she realized but for the warning of her good—may I say “White Brother”—her child would have met with a most horrible fate right before her eyes?

Note:

Mrs. Anderson is a quiet, unassuming woman, and is a very earnest Truth Student. Not a Spiritualist or anything other than a just person and a sincere believer in God. She goes about her Father’s business and does not often let her “left hand know what her right hand doeth.” She lives very modestly in a neat, frame house which she and her husband own. She was happy to give the above information and readily consented to its publication in the hope that it might prove of benefit to other seekers of the Light. —E. L. P.