I remember seeing dear Queen Victoria just before her last days, and I have often thought upon her beautiful promise to a lowly cottager of whom she inquired if she could do anything for her. “I have all I want, thank your Majesty,” said the poor woman. “But what can I do for you?” asked the Queen again. “Promise to meet me in heaven, your Majesty.” Softly but surely came the reply, “I will do that, in virtue of the blood of the Lord Jesus Christ.” Oh, what untold virtue is in the blood of the Son of God. Happy indeed are they who can sing, “Unto Him that loveth us and has washed us from our sins in His own blood, and made us kings and priests unto God and His Father.”
Emily P. Leakey.