296 BOYS OF THE BIBLE.

touched the hem of Christ’s garment and was healed, and
we see her no more. What became of the daughter of
Jarius, into whose eyes Jesus called again the light of life?
Of many of whom we would gladly know the most, we
know the least.
The world knows comparatively nothing of its best and
noblest men and women and _ children—
“They have no place in storied page,
No rest in marble shrine;
They have passed and gone with a buried age,
They died and made no sign—
But work, that shall have its wages yet,
And deeds that our God will not forget,
Done for the love divine.”

The Evangelist John presents a beautiful picture in the
early pages of his gospel, a picture full of happy teachings.
It is springtime on the shores of Galilee. The waves of the
lake are as blue as the sky, and the hillsides are clad in the
first vernal splendors of the year. The fame of Jesus of.
Nazareth has spread far and wide, and thousands are fol-
lowing him to hear his wonderful words and to gaze upon
his mighty acts. On this occasion there were about five
thousand of these pilgrims; and Christ, who cared for the
body as well as for the soul, for the heart as well as for
the mind, looked upon the great flock in the desert, and,
with the true instinct of the Great Shepherd, thought how
hungry they must be.

Turning to Philip, Jesus says: “The crowds are very
hungry; they must be fed or they will faint.”

To this Philip replies in amazement: “ What can we do?
It would take more than a thousand loaves of bread that these
men might have only a little each!” And then attention is
turned to such resources as they have.