Mrs. Burnett has written a sweet and powerful story that turns
around an old woman in a London slum. She had not lived a good
life, and, in her wicked old age, lying on a hospital cot, some
visitor had told her the gospel story. She simply believed it;
no more than that. One who saw her afterward, at a time of dire
need, says: “Her poor little misspent life has changed itself
into a shining thing, tho it shines and glows only in this
hideous place. She believes that her Deity is in Apple Blossom
Court--in the dire holes its people live in, on the broken
stairway, in every nook and cranny of it--a great glory we would
not see--only waiting to be called and to answer.” --JAMES
M. STIFLER, “The Fighting Saint.”
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