remained for him. Or else it was the result of a submission of heart that had come with the sense that he had done all that it was possible for him to do. At any rate, the mood was so obvious, even to himself, that he could not help speaking to Ben Holden about it.
And Ben, always sympathetic, heartily rejoiced in it. "Thou art full of human nature, Jonathan," he replied; "and human nature is about t' same thing as it iver was. T' disciples were just like thee. They toiled and they tewed all night long in t' storm, and when they were beat out, then they woke up t' Christ, and were wilting he should do for 'em what they couldn't do for theirsens."
"Well, I think a deal better of t' disciples for it We've got a right to try and help oursens, Ben. When you set a new hand to a job of work, you'd think little of him if he didn't do all and iver he could do before he came to thee and said, 'Master, I'm fair beat wi' t' job. I hev got t' threads all tangled up, and I want thee to put 'em right for me.' Now, I'm none ashamed to go to God and tell Him, 'I hev done all I can. I can do no more. Thou undertake my enemy for me.'"
