he was an inmate of the asylum, which was not far away, and had escaped, and in our mind we began to think of how we might send word to the authorities. He leaned across the seats and in a low, but trembling, voice, said, “Is there anything in this religion for me?” Our fear was at once calmed, and sitting down by him, we replied, “Yes, my brother, God says, ‘Whosoever will may come.’ ” “But you don’t know who I am. You do not understand my case,” he replied. “But God does, and He will save you if