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Years ago
there was a great drought in Connecticut.
The water disappeared from the hills, and the farmers drove their cattle into
the valleys. Streams there began to fail, and neighbors said to a certain man
of God, "You must not send your flocks down here any more." The old
man gathered his family around the family altar on their knees before God.
They cried with tears and supplications for water that the flocks and herds
might not perish. Afterward he went out into the hills, and in a place that
he had walked scores of times before he saw that the ground was dark and
moist; when he turned up the soil, water started. The family came with pails
and watered the stock; then they made troughs reaching to the house. Water
was plentiful. -- Sunday School Times
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