An English prisoner, suffering from persecution, was cheered for one hour each day by a little spot of sunshine on his dungeon-wall. Through a grating high up the sun’s rays streamed down into his cell for this little time. He found on his floor an old nail and a stone, and with these rude implements he cut upon the wall while the sunlight lay there a rough image of the Christ upon his cross. Thus he mastered his misfortune, getting blessing out of it. The incident has its lesson for us all. Whatever the calamity or the disaster that builds its dungeon-walls about you, never let despair lay its chilly hand upon you. Never yield to the gloom. Never let the darkness into your soul. There is no dungeon so deep and dark but down into its chilling gloom the rays of God's love stream. In the light of these fashion some new beauty on your soul. Carve on the wall of your heart the image of the Christ. Master your misfortune, and make it yield blessing to you. Conquered calamity becomes your helper, and leaves beauty on your soul; but let your trouble master you, and it leaves an ineffaceable scar upon your life.