A Missionary's Miraculous Provision and Fitting Shoes

“As they started to arise from their knees, Elder N. put his hand on the ground to assist him in getting upon his feet and as he did so he felt a peculiar substance under his hand. He looked, and behold five shillings were piled in a little heap under his hand. The elders nicked them up, rejoicing at the speedy answer to their prayers. They then bent their steps to the town to purchase the trowsers. On the way they met a tramp with a bundle slung on a stick over his back. The needy missionary stooped down to undo the rags upon his feet and let out some gravel which had worked its way in. He was so engaged when the tramp came up to them. The vagrant looked at the shoeless feet of the stranger a moment, then he drew his bundle from his shoulder and said: 'Well, I think you need these shoes worse than I do.' Suiting his action to his words he threw down at the elder’s feet a pair of good strong shoes. After a hearty word of thanks the elder put them on and started joyously on his way. Turning to his companion he said, as he put out his foot: 'Brother M. these shoes have been made for me; they are the exact fit.' — The Young Woman's Journal 9:4”