Rent was getting higher
all the time, and the deeper I burrowed in the slum, the more my
thoughts turned, by a sort of defensive instinct, to the country.
My wife laughed, and said I should have thought of that while we
yet had some money to buy or build with, but I borrowed no trouble
on that score. I was never a good business man, as I have said
before, and yet--no! I will take that back. It is going back on
the record. I trusted my accounts with the Great Paymaster, who
has all the money there is, and he never gave notice that I had
overdrawn my account. I had the feeling, and have it still, that
if you are trying to do the things which are right, and which you
were put here to do, you can and ought to leave ways and means to
Him who drew the plans, after you have done your own level best
to provide. Always that, of course. If then things don't come out
right, it is the best proof in the world, to my mind, that you have
got it wrong, and you have only to hammer away waiting for things
to shape themselves, as they are bound to do, and let in the light.
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