HELMA, age 4, had just returned from Sunday school when she amazed her aunt by asking:
“Auntie, am I a sinner?” “Why, no,” said auntie. “I guess—I hope not!”
“Well, I want to be a sinner,” persisted Thelma, soberly.
“O, no you don’t,” protested auntie.
“Yes, I do,” insisted the little miss, determinedly. “Cause the preacher said, Jesus died to save sinners, an’ I doesn’t want to be lost!”
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