The Value of Tracts.

An Extract.
A CHRISTIAN gentleman was traveling in a steam-boat. He took some tracts out and scattered about for the passengers to read. Many were glad to get them, and read them carefully. But one gentleman was there who disliked religion and religious people very much. He took one of the tracts and doubled it up, and then deliberately took out his penknife and cut it all up into little pieces. He then held out his hand and scattered the pieces over the side of the boat, to show his contempt for religion. When he had done this, he saw one of the pieces sticking to his coat. He picked it off and looked at it a moment before throwing it away. On one side of that bit of paper was only one word; it was the word “God.” He turned it over, and on the other side was the word “Eternity.” He threw away the bit of paper. He got rid of that easily enough, but those two solemn words, “God” and “Eternity,” he could not get rid of. He tried drinking, he tried gambling, to drive those words from his mind, but it was no use; they haunted him wherever he went, and he never had any comfort until he became a Christian. That little piece of paper with those two words upon it was the means of his conversion.