Free Danny Orlis Goes to School by Bernard Palmer

her heart to Jesus. Dick Brand was next. He told how being a Christian had helped him to solve his personal problems.
    "God doesn't promise any of us an easy life just because we take Him as our Saviour," Dick concluded. "But He does promise to help us work things out for ourselves and give us strength and courage. I've found that out from experience."
    The speaker spoke on the privileges of Christians, and Peggy's eyes were glistening through the tears by the time he finished. When the meeting was over, she touched Danny on the arm.
    "Danny," she almost whispered, "I can't stand it any longer. I...I've got to take Christ as my Saviour. Can you help me?"
    "Just a minute," he whispered back. In a moment or two he returned with Mary Carpenter, a pretty, round-faced girl with a happy smile.
    "You know Mary, don't you?" he asked.
    Peggy nodded. "I guess I should," she said hesitantly. "I've made fun of you for your Christian stand often enough, Mary."
    "A lot of people have made fun of me," Mary said simply as the three of them went into a little room in one corner of the church basement where they could be alone.
    "I think I secretly envied you even when I made so much fun of you," Peggy went on, "because you seemed so happy and everything. You had something that I didn't have; I knew that."
    "But you can have it, Peggy," Mary said gently. "All you have to do is to open your heart and let Jesus come in."
    They sat around one of the Sunday school tables, and Mary very slowly and carefully explained the plan of salvation. She used her Bible to show Peggy that the Word of God says no one can live a life that is good enough to get him to Heaven, that the only way we can be saved is to confess that we are sinners and need a Saviour and then put our trust in the Lord Jesus for salvation. When she finished, they knelt beside the table, and Peggy poured out her heart to Jesus.
    Danny felt a warm glow inside. To think that this had come about because he had dared to take a few tracts to school and distribute them! The next morning he was going out of the house, his pockets filled with tracts, when Buff Gordon walked past.
    "Hi, Danny, buddy," Buff said, his voice so warm and friendly that it surprised the young woodsman.
    By this time they had walked a block or so from the house.
    "Here," Buff said, "have a cigarette with me. Nobody'll see us way out here."
    Danny shook his head. "I don't smoke."
    "Come on now," Buff replied. "Don't give me that stuff. You aren't such a lily-white angel as all that."
    "But I am a Christian," Danny answered, trying to keep his temper. "And I feel that it's best for a Christian not to smoke."
    With that he reached in his pocket and handed Buff a tract.
    "I'd like to have you read this some time," he said. "It explains what it means to be a Christian and tells you how to become one."
    Buff Gordon stopped on the sidewalk and read part of the tract while the young woodsman stood there praying. Then a sarcastic little smile twisted the older boy's face.
    "You think you're pretty holy, don't you, Danny boy?" he said slowly. "But I know what kind of a guy you are. I was talking to Larry last night, and he told me how you've promised to lie for him at the trial!"

Chapter Eighteen
    A GOOD TURN FOR A FRIEND
    S OMEHOW Danny Orlis got through the morning classes. Buff's bitter accusation kept ringing in his ears. "I know what kind of a guy you are," Buff had said. "I know what kind of a guy you are, Danny Orlis!"
    The young woodsman was still quivering inside. To think that he had tried to tell Buff what a change becoming a Christian made in a guy. He tried to explain to him that being born again took away all the old, evil things and made him like new. He had even tried to testify about what Jesus had done for him. And all the time Buff had known how unclean he really was. Buff knew that he had promised to lie for Larry. It was no wonder he laughed when Danny tried to talk to him about the Lord.
    What was the