When I was in South Africa, a fine, handsome Dutchman came into my service, and God laid His hand on him and convicted him of sin.
The next morning he went to the beautiful home of another Dutchman and said to him, “Do you recognize that old watch?”
“Why, yes,” answered the other. “Those are my initials; that is my watch. I lost it eight years ago. How did you get it, and how long have you had it?”
“I stole it,” was the reply.
“What made you bring it back now?”
“I was converted last night,” was the answer, “and I have brought it back first thing this morning. If you had been up, I would have brought it last night.”