(II Tim. 4: 9), and again in verse twenty-one, "Do thy diligence to come before winter." St. Paul must doubtlessly have realized that it was quite possible that he might be kept through the coming winter in the dank and dreary dungeon in which he was then confined, inasmuch as the time of his second trial depended entirely on the whim of so capricious a tyrant as Nero; and therefore we find him requesting Timothy to bring with him the cloak which he had left at Troas with Carpus. Without the protection of that

Lower Mamertine Prison, Rome, where Paul was Imprisoned.

cloak, the Apostle would have found the bitter winter weather in his chilly cell quite unendurable.

That he had also implicit confidence in Timothy may, I think, be gathered from the fact that he was willing to entrust to his care certain books and parchments (or private papers) which he doubtless considered to be of special importance to him (II Tim. 4: 13). Dr. Macduff supposes that the papers might probably have been Paul's private memoranda and journals, including it may be his diploma of Roman citizenship; and Dr. Farrar also suggests that the parchments or velum rolls might have contained among

other things the diploma of his Roman franchise. Whether or no Timothy arrived in time to see the aged Apostle before his martyrdom we do not know, but it is pleasant to think that he did do so, and that his presence helped to comfort his old friend in his affliction, and to strengthen him in his last hours. It is evident that Paul and Timothy were closely associated with each other for many years, and Dr. Farrar points out that not only were two of the Apostle's epistles addressed to Timothy, but that he was associated with St. Paul in the superscription of five others; namely, I and II Thessalonians, II Corinthians, Philemon, and Colossians. Doubtless Timothy had some part in the conversions of the "Eternal City" during St. Paul's first imprisonment there, for at the close of the Apostle's second epistle to him, certain members of the church sent him their greetings, such as Eubulus, Pudens, Linus, and Claudia.

As to Timothy's latter end, I will quote Dr. Macduff once again:

We can accept for what it is worth the testimony of tradition, that on the occasion of a great festival to Diana (at Ephesus) in which Timothy endeavored to raise his protesting voice, he was made a victim to the fury of the frantic mob, who despatched him with clubs close to the gigantic temple of the goddess, and that his body was brought subsequently to Rome.

It is at Rome,in the magnificent basilica of "St. Pauls outside the walls," on the Ostian road, that we find an unpretentious shrine and a very plain altar bearing the single word "Timothei.” This is situated in front of the high altar, and in juxtaposition to the tomb of the Apostle Paul, which latter is surmounted by a gorgeous baldachino or canopy reposing upon four most beautiful columns of oriental alabaster. I cannot conclude this sketch of St. Paul's companion, Timothy, better than by quoting once more the words of Dr. Macduff:

Here the ashes of the Apostle Timothy are said to rest. Strong is the temptation for once, not too exactingly to demand or scrutinize authority for the truth of a legend in itself so beautiful, that these two honored servants of Christ, who had loved and labored, wept and prayed, sorrowed and rejoiced together, are now resting side by side, a true "family burying place," the father and his own son in the faith."

Pas de Calais, France.

[TO BE CONTINUED]

HERBERT MELBOURNE.

BY EDWIN F. PARRY.

The Nelson family was cozily seated around the dining-room table, enjoying the evening meal. There were only four in the family-father, mother and two children. Both children were

boys, aged respectively two and four years. Oscar Nelson had finished his day's labor in the printing office, and had received a hearty greeting from his young wife and little ones on his arrival at the comfortable yet modest home.

It was a happy little family. Since the marriage of the parents, nothing had occurred in the domestic affairs to mar their peace. True it was that there had been a temporary separation of something more than two years, during which time Oscar was performing missionary service in the land of his forefathersScandinavia, for he was an elder of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, and his wife was a devout member of the same Church.

"Lena," remarked the husband, as he was nearing the completion of his supper, "this is Thursday-my regular evening for visiting as a teacher in my district. I expect Edward Jones will call for me in a few minutes. He has been appointed to labor with me as an acting teacher. I shall have to leave you alone with the children for an hour or so. I do not expect to be out very late."

"Yes, I remembered this was your evening for visiting," said Mrs. Nelson, "and I invited Lizzie Anderson to come and spend the evening with me for company."

"Well, now, if she is coming I feel tempted to remain at home to enjoy her company. She is such a sweet girl, and always

so interesting, you know," said Oscar in an effort to tease his wife a little.

But it was a weak attempt, and she simply replied, "O your company is not needed. Go and fulfil your duty. We have particular business of our own, and can get along just as well without you."

"I was only thinking of remaining for Edward's sake," Oscar added by way of explanation; "you know he has a sort of sly afection for Lizzie, but is almost too timid to assert it."

"Well, you might ask him to call here on your return, if you think best, and he can escort her home.

"A happy thought! I believe I shall," Oscar decided.

Just then a knock on the door was heard.
"That's Edward, I believe!" exclaimed Oscar.

"Keep your

seat, Lena, and finish your supper; I'm through with mine, and I'll go to the door."

"Ah, Edward, it's you; come in. How are you tonight? Please be seated-"

"I am too early, I fear. You haven't finished your supper; but go ahead; I can wait," said the visitor.

"Yes, I have just finished, and will be ready in a few minutes. My wife is always the last at the table-and the first, too—"

"Yes, Brother Jones, that's true," said the wife. "I have to be here first to wait on him and the children, and take what's left. Men are so helpless about the table-they have to be served like children. Won't you have something to eat with us with me, rather?"

"Thank you, Sister Nelson, I have just been eating, and have no appetite for more," answered Mr. Jones.

"Brother Jones, where shall we make our calls tonight?" asked Oscar.

"Well, Brother Nelson, I believe you told me there were only two more families yet to be visited this month, unless you intend to call on Herbert Melbourne. You recollect you were asking me last week if I knew whether he and his mother had been visited lately. I was talking to James Allen yesterday. You know he was the leading teacher in our district before you were appointed, after your return from a mission. He told me he and his com

panion used to visit Herbert's mother occasionally when they were pretty sure the son was not at home. They talked with Herbert a few times, he said, after he came home from college, but they did not like his cynical manner. It appears to me from what Brother Allen said, that Herbert was rather smart in asking puzzling questions; and he seemed to do it just to corner them on doctrines of the Church, and not for any enlightenment he was seeking. So they concluded he was too skeptical, and it was not worth their while to waste time with him, so the teachers kept clear of the house whenever they believed he was at home."

"That is just what I have suspected. Now, I believe Herbert is a pretty fine young man. You know him, don't you, Edward?'' asked Oscar.

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"O yes, I am slightly acquainted with him; but I never see him at meetings in the ward. I do not know much of his history."

"Well, I will tell you in brief about him. His parents were good Latter-day Saints. They had quite a large family of boys and girls. The children are now all grown up, and every one married except Herbert. The family was just fairly well-to-do. The children had a good common school education. Herbert is the youngest of the family, and as the other children left the home and started out in life for themselves, the father began to accumulate more means, and so he determined to give Herbert a collegiate education. Herbert was a studious boy and was highly pleased with the prospects of going to college. After finishing a four-year course in our University, here in Salt Lake, he went to the University of Michigan, at Ann Arbor, where, I understand, he graduated with high honors. He did intend to follow the profession of law, but for some reason he disliked it, and was somewhat undecided as to what he would follow. After his return home he taught school for awhile; but that was distasteful to him, and from that he went to a railway office, where he finally fell into a remunerative position which he still holds. His father died soon after his return from the east, and he has been living with and taking care of his mother ever since. He is very kind to his mother, and does everything to make her comfortable. But it appears that he has lost faith in the gospel, or, at any rate, has become very indiffer