When the two disciples had reached Emmaus, and were refreshing themselves at the evening meal, the mysterious stranger who had so enchanted them upon the road, took bread and brake it, made himself known to them, and then vanished out of their sight. They had constrained him to abide with them, because

the day was far spent; but now, although it was much later, their love was a lamp to their feet, yes, wings also; they forgot the darkness, their weariness was all gone, and forthwith they journeyed back the threescore furlongs to tell the gladsome news of a risen Lord, who had appeared to them by the way.

The sweetest songs are those which celebrate deliverance from the pit of corruption. Did you ever keep a linnet in a cage, and then bethink yourself that it was hard to rob it of its liberty? Did you open the cage door and let it fly? Oh, but if you could

have heard it sing when it had fairly escaped, you would have heard the best linnet-music in all the wood. When a poor soul is set free by God from the dungeon of despair, what songs it pours forth! Angel listen, and are excited to new music.