but harmony prevailed in the kingdom of God. I knew God was Truth, and the Truth of this situation was going to manifest, and all I had to do was to keep my mind on that truth. That weekend I never worked so hard in my life to keep my mind off the negative picture. I felt like a trapeze artist swinging by the teeth.

Come Monday morning I had an idea. I went to see the agent again and told him I would personally guarantee the rent, not my company, but me. He flatly refused. I told him I would pay him $150 monthly for the space, an offer that was more than fair. Again he said absolutely not.

When I returned to my office I had a sudden impulse to go over the head of the agent and I called the manager at the main office of the building owner, who expressed astonishment at what had happened. "Go back to that agent and make him another proposition," he said.

Still hanging on desperately to my lifeline, I sent my partner back to the building agent. Again he was refused.

Monday and Tuesday had passed and Wednesday afternoon the telephone rang. It was the attorney for the building. He asked me to come up to his office. When I got there he said "I am canceling the other three years of your lease, and you may have the space for $80 a month." (Remember I had offered $150 a month!) "You can stay here at least for another year!"

This is what we call a demonstration. It was one of the first I had ever made. It will never leave me. I remember the utter tenacity with which I hung on to my faith. It was the only thing that could work. And it did.

Sometimes you will find when you are in the midst of a problem, your teeth will chatter and every bit of you will quake but hang on. The going will be roughest just before you find yourself in a very calm body of water, and the demonstration appears.

A demonstration is always greater, more fantastic, than anything you could have dreamed of. If you had told me that we would be released from our lease and given