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IT was Sunday afternoon, and old Jasper Blamey sat at his bench in front of the open window. His tools had been put aside out of sight on the previous night, and before him was his open Bible, from which he was reading, repeating the words in a loud whisper as was his custom.
"God commendeth His love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us."