"I was one day seated behind the counter," said a clerk in a book store, when an old sailor entered, and regarding me with a serious air said:
"Young man, I want a chart.”
"Very well, sir," I replied, "what chart do you wish, the Gulf of Gascony or the Mediterranean?”
"Stop, stop," said he, "how ready young people are! I want a chart, but these you have mentioned would be of no use to me. I want a chart which will guide me to heaven, for the one I have been using up to the present is out of date. Do you understand me young man?”
"Wherewithal shall a young man cleanse his way? by taking heed thereto according to Thy Word.”
I understood at once that he wanted a Bible, and taking down several I placed them before him. He selected one, evidently happy that I had so soon caught his thought. He asked the price, paid it, and before leaving turned to me, and said with earnestness of voice and manner: "Do you understand this chart?" "I often read it," I replied, "That is well," said the old man, "and I am glad to hear it, but remember, young man, that is not enough.”