delivered through the direct intervention—so we may safely infer—of Jesus Himself. Perhaps in some street of Magdala, the city of her youth, He found her, torn with frenzy; and in upon “the wretchedness of despair, the divided consciousness, the long-continued fits of silence” which darkened her life, there broke that calm, clear voice which restored her to sane and happy womanhood and freed her from the terrors of the devil-haunted past. No wonder that she loved Him and with woman’s whole-hearted
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