With the murder he was, of course, acquainted. Ogden was a
letterpress printer, and when he heard that Zachariah was in such
straits, he said that he thought he might perhaps find him a job for
the present, and told him to come to his office on the following
morning. Zachariah's heart rejoiced that his bread would not fail,
but he characteristically rejoiced even more at this signal proof
that his trust in his God was justified. When he reached home he
proposed to his wife that they should at once kneel down and thank
God for His mercy.
"Of course, Zachariah; but you are not yet sure you will get
anything. I will take off my things directly."
"Need you wait to take off your things, my dear?"
"Really, Zachariah, you do make such strange remarks sometimes. I
need not wait; but I am sure it will be more becoming, and it will
give you an opportunity to think over what you are going to say."
Accordingly Mrs. Coleman retired for about five minutes. On her
return she observed that it was the time for regular family prayer,
and she produced the Bible. Zachariah had indeed had the opportunity
to think, and he had thought very rapidly. The mere opening of the
sacred Book, however, always acted as a spell, and when its heavy
lids fell down on either side the room cleared itself of all
haunting, intrusive evil spirits.
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