Following Heavenward by Pansy

DR. EVERETT was driving rapidly through the city-at least, as rapidly as the crowded character of the streets would permit. He was out on professional duty, and had just been congratulating himself that his regular calls were now made for the day, and unless something special intervened, he should have a couple of hours free for the alleys.

That meant professional duty, too, and of the very hardest character, one would suppose, as it brought him in contact not only with sickness in some of its most repulsive forms, but with abject poverty as well, and too often with loathsome forms of sin; yet he went about this work with a zest that his regular practice did not furnish. This was something done solely for Jesus' sake, and with an eye that was manifestly single to his glory.