208 A New Game.

the poor little children who can’t
fight for themselves !’

‘Oh, yes, father, I do indeed,
May said, eagerly.

‘ And so, you see, while the world
is so wicked, we must have soldiers.
But there will be a time, my dear
girl,’ he said, ‘when there won’t be
any more quarrelling and fighting.

‘That will be a happy time, won’t
it? I mean for all the good people.
The bad people will be all turned
out then, right out of God’s sight;
and the blessed Saviour will come
again, and be King over all who love
Him.’ |

I wonder if you know who that
blessed Saviour is, my little reader?