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+The Project Gutenberg eBook, Emilie the Peacemaker, by Mrs. Thomas Geldart
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+Title: Emilie the Peacemaker
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+Author: Mrs. Thomas Geldart
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+EMILIE THE PEACEMAKER.
+
+BY MRS. THOMAS GELDART.
+
+AUTHOR OF "TRUTH IS EVERYTHING;" "NURSERY GUIDE;" "STORIES OF ENGLAND
+AND HER FORTY COUNTIES;" AND "THOUGHTS FOR HOME."
+
+MDCCCLI.
+
+
+
+
+
+Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of
+God.... Matt v. 9.
+
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS.
+
+
+CHAPTER I.
+
+INTRODUCTION
+
+CHAPTER II.
+
+THE SOFT ANSWER
+
+CHAPTER III.
+
+THE LESSON AT THE COTTAGE
+
+CHAPTER IV.
+
+THE HOLIDAYS
+
+CHAPTER V.
+
+EDITH'S TRIALS
+
+CHAPTER VI.
+
+EMILIE'S TRIALS
+
+CHAPTER VII.
+
+BETTER THINGS
+
+CHAPTER VIII.
+
+GOOD FOR EVIL
+
+CHAPTER IX.
+
+FRED A PEACEMAKER
+
+CHAPTER X.
+
+EDITH'S VISIT TO JOE
+
+CHAPTER XI.
+
+JOE'S CHRISTMAS
+
+CHAPTER XII.
+
+THE CHRISTMAS TREE
+
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIII.
+
+THE NEW HOME
+
+CHAPTER XIV.
+
+THE LAST
+
+
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER FIRST.
+
+INTRODUCTION.
+
+
+One bright afternoon, or rather evening, in May, two girls, with basket
+in hand, were seen leaving the little seaport town in which they
+resided, for the professed purpose of primrose gathering, but in reality
+to enjoy the pure air of the first summer-like evening of a season,
+which had been unusually cold and backward. Their way lay through bowery
+lanes scented with sweet brier and hawthorn, and every now and then
+glorious were the views of the beautiful ocean, which lay calmly
+reposing and smiling beneath the setting sun. "How unlike that stormy,
+dark, and noisy sea of but a week ago!" so said the friends to each
+other, as they listened to its distant musical murmur, and heard the
+waves break gently on the shingly beach.
+
+Although we have called them friends, there was a considerable
+difference in their ages. That tall and pleasing, though plain, girl in
+black, was the governess of the younger. Her name was Emilie Schomberg.
+The little rosy, dark-eyed, and merry girl, her pupil, we shall call
+Edith Parker. She had scarcely numbered twelve Mays, and was at the age
+when primrosing and violeting have not lost their charms, and when
+spring is the most welcome, and the dearest of all the four seasons.
+Emilie Schomberg, as her name may lead you to infer, was a German. She
+spoke English, however, so well, that you would scarcely have supposed
+her to be a foreigner, and having resided in England for some years, had
+been accustomed to the frequent use of that language. Emilie Schomberg
+was the daily governess of little Edith. Little she was always called,
+for she was the youngest of the family, and at eleven years of age, if
+the truth must be told of her, was a good deal of a baby.
+
+Several schemes of education had been tried for this same little
+Edith,--schools and governesses and masters,--but Emilie Schomberg, who
+now came to her for a few hours every other day, had obtained greater
+influence over her than any former instructor; and in addition to the
+German, French, and music, which she undertook to teach, she instructed
+Edith in a few things not really within her province, but nevertheless
+of some importance; of these you shall judge. The search for primroses
+was not a silent search--Edith is the first speaker.
+
+"Yes, Emilie, but it was very provoking, after I had finished my lessons
+so nicely, and got done in time to walk out with you, to have mamma
+fancy I had a cold, when I had nothing of the kind. I almost wish some
+one would turn really ill, and then she would not fancy I was so, quite
+so often."
+
+"Oh, hush, Edith dear! you are talking nonsense, and you are saying what
+you cannot mean. I don't like to hear you so pert to that kind mamma of
+yours, whenever she thinks it right to contradict you."
+
+"Emilie, I cannot help saying, and you know yourself, though you call
+her kind, that mamma is cross, very cross sometimes. Yes, I know she is
+very fond of me and all that, but still she _is_ cross, and it is no
+use denying it. Oh, dear, I wish I was you. You never seem to have
+anything to put you out. I never see you look as if you had been crying
+or vexed, but I have so many many things to vex me at home."
+
+Emilie smiled. "As to my having nothing to put me out, you may be right,
+and you may be wrong, dear. There is never any excuse for being what you
+call _put out_, by which I understand cross and pettish, but I am rather
+amused, too, at your fixing on a daily governess, as a person the least
+likely in the world to have trials of temper and patience." "Yes, I dare
+say I vex you sometimes, but"--"Well, not to speak of you, dear, whom I
+love very much, though you are not perfect, I have other pupils, and do
+you suppose, that amongst so many as I have to teach at Miss Humphrey's
+school, for instance, there is not one self-willed, not one impertinent,
+not one idle, not one dull scholar? My dear, there never was a person,
+you may be sure of that, who had nothing to be tried, or, as you say,
+put out with. But not to talk of my troubles, and I have not many I will
+confess, except that great one, Edith, which, may you be many years
+before you know, (the loss of a father;) not to talk of that, what are
+your troubles? Your mamma is cross sometimes, that is to say, she does
+not always give you all you ask for, crosses you now and then, is that
+all?"
+
+"Oh no Emilie, there are Mary and Ellinor, they never seem to like me to
+be with them, they are so full of their own plans and secrets. Whenever
+I go into the room, there is such a hush and mystery. The fact is, they
+treat me like a baby. Oh, it is a great misfortune to be the youngest
+child! but of all my troubles, Fred is the greatest. John teases me
+sometimes, but he is nothing to Fred. Emilie, you don't know what that
+boy is; but you will see, when you come to stay with me in the holidays,
+and you shall say then if you think I have nothing to put me out."
+
+The very recollection of her wrongs appeared to irritate the little
+lady, and she put on a pout, which made her look anything but kind and
+amiable.
+
+The primroses which she had so much desired, were not quite to her mind,
+they were not nearly so fine as those that John and Fred had brought
+home. Now she was tired of the dusty road, and she would go home by the
+beach. So saying, Edith turned resolutely towards a stile, which led
+across some fields to the sea shore, and not all Emilie's entreaties
+could divert her from her purpose.
+
+"Edith, dear! we shall be late, very late! as it is we have been out too
+long, come back, pray do;" but Edith was resolute, and ran on. Emilie,
+who knew her pupil's self-will over a German lesson, although she had
+little experience of her temper in other matters, was beginning to
+despair of persuading her, and spoke yet more earnestly and firmly,
+though still kindly and gently, but in vain. Edith had jumped over the
+stile, and was on her way to the cliff, when her course was arrested by
+an old sailor, who was sitting on a bench near the gangway leading to
+the shore. He had heard the conversation between the governess and her
+headstrong pupil, as he smoked his pipe on this favourite seat, and
+playfully caught hold of the skirt of the young lady's frock, as she
+passed, to Edith's great indignation.
+
+"Now, Miss, I could not, no, that I could'nt, refuse any one who asked
+me so pretty as that lady did you. If she had been angry, and commanded
+you back, why bad begets bad, and tit for tat you know, and I should
+not so much have wondered: but, Miss, you should not vex her. No, don't
+be angry with an old man, I have seen so much of the evils of young
+folks taking their own way. Look here, young lady," said the weather
+beaten sailor, as he pointed to a piece of crape round his hat; "this
+comes of being fond of one's own way."
+
+Edith was arrested, and approached the stile, on the other side of which
+Emilie Schomberg still leant, listening to the fisherman's talk with her
+pupil.
+
+"You see, Miss," said he, "I have brought her round, she were a little
+contrary at first, but the squall is over, and she is going home your
+way. Oh, a capital good rule, that of your's, Miss!" "What," said Emilie
+smiling, "Why, that 'soft answer,' that kind way. I see a good deal of
+the ways of nurses with children, ah, and of governesses, and mothers,
+and fathers too, as I sit about on the sea shore, mending my nets. I
+ain't fit for much else now, you see, Miss, though I have seen a deal of
+service, and as I sit sometimes watching the little ones playing on the
+sand, and with the shingle, I keep my ears open, for I can't bear to see
+children grieved, and sometimes I put in a word to the nurse maids.
+Bless me! to see how some of 'em whip up the children in the midst of
+their play. Neither with your leave, nor by your leave; 'here, come
+along, you dirty, naughty boy, here's a wet frock! Come, this minute,
+you tiresome child, it's dinner time.' Now that ain't what I call fair
+play, Miss. I say you ought to speak civil, even to a child; and then,
+the crying, and the shaking, and the pulling up the gangway. Many and
+many is the little squaller I go and pacify, and carry as well as I can
+up the cliff: but I beg pardon, Miss, hope I don't offend. Only I was
+afraid, Miss there was a little awkward, and would give you trouble."
+
+"Indeed," said Emilie, "I am much obliged to you; where do you live?"
+
+"I live," said the old man, "I may say, a great part of my life, under
+the sky, in summer time, but I lodge with my son, and he lives between
+this and Brooke. In winter time, since the rheumatics has got hold of
+me, I am drawn to the fire side, but my son's wife, she don't take after
+him, bless him. She's a bit of a spirit, and when she talks more than I
+like, why I wish myself at sea again, for an angry woman's tongue is
+worse than a storm at sea, any day; if it was'nt for the children, bless
+'em, I should not live with 'em, but I am very partial to them."
+
+"Well, we must say good night, now," said Emilie, "or we shall be late
+home; I dare say we shall see you on the shore some day; good night."
+"Good night to you, ma'am; good night, young lady; be friends, won't
+you?"
+
+Edith's hand was given, but it was not pleasant to be conquered, and she
+was a little sullen on the way home. They parted at the door of Edith's
+house. Edith went in, to join a cheerful family in a comfortable and
+commodious room; Emilie, to a scantily furnished, and shabbily genteel
+apartment, let to her and a maiden aunt by a straw bonnet maker in the
+town.
+
+We will peep at her supper table, and see if Miss Edith were quite right
+in supposing that Emilie Schomberg had nothing to put her out.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER SECOND.
+
+THE SOFT ANSWER.
+
+
+An old lady was seated by a little ricketty round table, knitting;
+knitting very fast. Surely she did not always knit so fast, Germans are
+great knitters it is true, but the needles made quite a noise--click,
+click, click--against one another. The table was covered with a
+snow-white cloth. By her side was a loaf called by bakers and
+housekeepers, crusty; the term might apply either to the loaf or the old
+lady's temper. A little piece of cheese stood on a clean plate, and a
+crab on another, a little pat of butter on a third, and this, with a jug
+of water, formed the preparation for the evening meal of the aunt and
+niece. Emilie went up to her aunt, gaily, with her bunch of primroses in
+her hand, and addressing her in the German language, begged her pardon
+for keeping supper waiting. The old lady knitted faster than ever,
+dropped a stitch, picked it up, looked out of the window, and cleared
+up, not her temper, but her throat; click, click went the needles, and
+Emilie looked concerned.
+
+"Aunt, dear," she said, "shall we sit down to supper?" "My appetite is
+gone, Emilie, I thank you." "I am really sorry, aunt, but you know you
+are so kind, you wish me to take plenty of exercise, and I was detained
+to-night. Miss Parker and I stayed chattering to an old sailor. It was
+very thoughtless, pray excuse me. But now aunt, dear, see this fine
+crab, you like crabs; old Peter Varley sent it to you, the old man you
+knitted the guernsey for in the winter."
+
+No,--old Miss Schomberg was not to be brought round. Crabs were very
+heavy things at night, very indigestible things, she wondered at Emilie
+thinking she could eat them, so subject as she was to spasms, too.
+Indeed she could eat no supper. She was very dull and not well, so
+Emilie sat down to her solitary meal. She did not go on worrying her
+aunt to eat, but she watched for a suitable opening, for the first
+indication indeed, of the clearing up for which she hoped, and though
+it must be confessed some such thoughts as "how cross and unreasonable
+aunt is," did pass through her mind, she gave them no utterance.
+Emilie's mind was under good discipline, she had learned to forbear in
+love, and for the exercise of this virtue, she had abundant opportunity.
+
+Poor Emilie! she had not always been a governess, subject to the trials
+of tuition; she had not always lived in a little lodging without the
+comforts and joys of family and social intercourse.
+
+Her father had failed in business, in Frankfort, and when Emilie was
+about ten years of age, he had come over to England, and had gained his
+living there by teaching his native language. He had been dead about a
+twelve-month, and Emilie, at the age of twenty-one, found herself alone
+in the world, in England at least, with the exception of the old German
+aunt, to whom I have introduced you, and who had come over with her
+brother, from love to him and his motherless child. She had a very small
+independence, and when left an orphan, the kind old aunt, for kind she
+was, in spite of some little infirmities of temper, persisted in sharing
+with her her board and lodging, till Emilie, who was too active and
+right minded to desire to depend on her for support, sought employment
+as a teacher.
+
+The seaport town of L----, in the south of England, whither Emilie and
+her father had gone in the vain hope of restoring his broken health,
+offered many advantages to our young German mistress. She had had a good
+solid education. Her father, who was a scholar, had taught her, and had
+taught her well, so that besides her own language, she was able to teach
+Latin and French, and to instruct, as the advertisements say, "in the
+usual branches of English education." She was musical, had a fine ear
+and correct taste, and accordingly met with pupils without much
+difficulty. In the summer months especially she was fully employed.
+Families who came for relaxation were, nevertheless, glad to have their
+daughters taught for a few hours in the week; and you may suppose that
+Emilie Schomberg did not lead an idle life. For remuneration she fared,
+as alas teachers do fare, but ill. The sum which many a gentleman freely
+gives to his butler or valet, is thought exorbitant, nay, is rarely
+given to a governess, and Emilie, as a daily governess, was but poorly
+paid.
+
+The expenses of her father's long illness and funeral were heavy, and
+she was only just out of debt; therefore, with the honesty and
+independence of spirit that marked her, she lived carefully and frugally
+at the little rooms of Miss Webster, the straw bonnet maker, in High
+Street.
+
+From what I have told you already, you will easily perceive that Emilie
+was accustomed to command her temper; she had been trained to do this
+early in life. Her father, who foresaw for his child a life dependent on
+her character and exertion, a life of labour in teaching and governing
+others, taught Emilie to govern herself. Never was an only child less
+spoiled than she; but she was ruled in love. She knew but one law, that
+of kindness, and it made her a good subject.
+
+Many were the sensible lessons that the good man gave her, as leaning on
+her strong arm he used to pace up and down the grassy slopes which
+bordered the sea shore. "Look, Emilie," he would say, "look at that
+governess marshalling her scholars out. Do they look happy? think you
+that they obey that stern mistress out of _love_? Listen, she calls to
+them to keep their ranks and not to talk so loud. What unhappy faces
+among them! Emilie, my child, you may keep school some day; oh, take
+care and gain the love of the young ones, I don't believe there is any
+other successful government, so I have found it." "With me, ah yes,
+papa!" "With you, my child, and with all my scholars; I had little
+experience as a teacher, when first it pleased God to make me dependent
+on my own exertions as such, but I found out the secret. Gain your
+pupils' love, Emilie, and a silken thread will draw them; without that
+love, cords will not drag, scourges will scarcely drive them."
+
+Emilie found this advice of her father's rather hard to follow now and
+then. Her first essay in teaching was in Mrs. Parker's family. Edith was
+to "be finished." And now poor Emilie found that there was more to teach
+Edith than German and French, and that there was more difficulty in
+teaching her to keep her temper than her voice in tune. Edith was
+affectionate, but self-willed and irritable. Her mamma's treatment had
+not tended to improve her in this respect. Mrs. Parker had bad health,
+and said she had bad spirits. She was a kind, generous, and affectionate
+woman, but was always in trouble. In trouble with her chimneys because
+they smoked; in trouble with her maids who did not obey her; and worst
+of all in trouble with herself; for she had good sense and good
+principle, but she had let her temper go too long undisciplined, and it
+was apt to break forth sometimes against those she loved, and would
+cause her many bitter tears and self-upbraidings.
+
+She took an interest in the poor German master, for she was a benevolent
+woman, and cheered his dying bed by promising to assist his daughter.
+She even offered to take her into her family; but this could not be
+thought of. Good aunt Agnes had left her country for the sake of
+Emilie--Emilie would not desert her aunt now.
+
+The scene at the supper table was not an uncommon one, but Emilie was
+frequently more successful in winning aunt Agnes to a smile than on this
+occasion. "Perhaps I tried too much; perhaps I did not try enough,
+perhaps I tried in the wrong way," thought Emilie, as she received her
+aunt's cold kiss, and took up her bed room candle to retire for the
+night. When aunt Agnes said good night, it was so very distantly, so
+very unkindly, that an angry demand for explanation almost rose to
+Emilie's lips, and though she did not utter it, she said her good night
+coldly and stiffly too, and thus they parted. But when Emilie opened the
+Bible that night, her eye rested on the words, "Be ye kind one to
+another, tender-hearted, forgiving one another, as God for Christ's sake
+hath forgiven you," then Emilie could not rest. She did not forgive her
+aunt; she felt that she did not; but Emilie was _human_, and human
+nature is proud. "I did nothing to offend her," reasoned pride, "it was
+only because I was out a little late, and I said I was sorry and I tried
+to bring her round. Ah well, it will all be right to-morrow; it is no
+use to think of it now," and she prepared to kneel down to pray. Just
+then her eye rested on her father's likeness; she remembered how he used
+to say, when she was a child and lisped her little prayer at his knee,
+"Emilie, have you any unkind thoughts to any one? Do you feel at peace
+with all? for God says, 'When thou bringest thy gift before the altar,
+and there rememberest that thy brother hath aught against thee, leave
+there thy gift before the altar, _first_ be reconciled to thy brother,
+and _then_ go and offer thy gift.'" On one or two occasions had Emilie
+arisen, her tender conscience thus appealed to, and thrown her arms
+round her nurse's or her aunt's neck, to beg their forgiveness for some
+little offence committed by her and forgotten perhaps by them, and would
+then kneel down and offer up her evening prayer. So Emilie hushed
+pride's voice, and opening her door, crossed the little passage to her
+aunt's sleeping room, and putting her arm round her neck fondly said,
+"Dear aunt!" It was enough, the good old lady hugged her lovingly. "Ah,
+Emilie dear, I am a cross old woman, and thou art a dear good child.
+Bless thee!" In half an hour after the inmates of the little lodging in
+High Street were sound asleep, at peace with one another, and at peace
+with God.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER THIRD.
+
+THE LESSON AT THE COTTAGE.
+
+
+Edith was very busily searching for corallines and sea weeds, a few days
+after the evening walk recorded in our first chapter. She was alone, for
+her two sisters had appeared more than usually confidential and
+unwilling for her company, and her dear teacher was engaged that
+afternoon at the Young Ladies' Seminary, so she tried to make herself
+happy in her solitary ramble. A boat came in at this moment, and the
+pleasant shout of the boatmen's voices, and the grating of the little
+craft as it landed on the pebbly shore, attracted the young lady's
+notice, and she stood for a few moments to watch the proceedings.
+Amongst those on shore, who had come to lend a hand in pulling the boat
+in, Edith thought that she recognised a face, and on a little closer
+inspection she saw it was old Joe Murray, who had stopped her course to
+the beach a few evenings before. She did not wish to encounter Joe, so
+slipping behind the blue jacketed crowd, she walked quickly forwards,
+but Joe followed her.
+
+"Young lady," he said, "if you are looking for corallines, you can't do
+better than ask your papa some fine afternoon, to drive you as far as
+Sheldon, and you'll find a sight of fine weeds there, as I know, for my
+boy, my poor boy I lost, I mean," said he, again touching the rusty
+crape on his hat, "my boy was very curious in those things, and had
+quite a museum of 'em at home." How could Edith stand against such an
+attack? It was plain that the old man wanted to make peace with her,
+and, cheerfully thanking him, she was moving on, but the old boots
+grinding the shingle, were again heard behind her, and turning round,
+she saw Joe at her heels.
+
+"Miss, I don't know as I ought to have stopped you that night. I am a
+poor old fisherman, and you are a young lady, but I meant no harm, and
+for the moment only did it in a joke."
+
+"Oh, dear," said Edith, "don't think any more about it, I was very
+cross that night, and you were quite right, I should have got Miss
+Schomberg into sad trouble if I had gone that way. As it was, I was out
+too late. Have you lost a son lately, said Edith, I heard you say you
+had just now? Was he drowned?" inquired the child, kindly looking up
+into Joe's face.
+
+"Yes Miss, he was drowned," said Joe, "he came by his death very sadly.
+Will you please, Miss, to come home with me, and I will shew you his
+curiosities, and if you please to take a fancy to any, I'm sure you are
+very welcome. I don't know any good it does me to turn 'em over, and
+look at them as I do times and often, but somehow when we lose them we
+love, we hoard up all they loved. He had a little dog, poor Bob had, a
+little yapping thing, and I never took to the animal, 'twas always
+getting into mischief, and gnawing the nets, and stealing my fish, and I
+used often to say, 'Bob, my boy, I love you but not your dog. No, that
+saying won't hold good now. I can't love that dog of yours. Sell it,
+boy--give it away--get rid of it some how.' All in good part, you know,
+Miss, for I never had any words with him about it. And now Bob is
+gone--do you know, Miss, I love that dumb thing with the sort of love I
+should love his child, if he had left me one. If any one huffs Rover, (I
+ain't a very huffish man,) but I can tell you I shew them I don't like
+it, I let the creature lay at my feet at night, and I feed him myself
+and fondle him for the sake of him who loved him so. And you may depend
+Miss, the dog knows his young master is gone, and the way he is gone
+too, for I could not bring him on the shore for a long while, but he
+would set up such a howl as would rend your heart to hear. And that made
+me love the poor thing I can tell you."
+
+"But how did it happen?" softly asked Edith.
+
+"Why Miss it ain't at all an extraordinary way in which he met his
+death. It was in this way. He was very fond of me, poor boy, but he
+liked his way better than my way too often. And may be I humoured him a
+little too much. He was my Benjamin, you must know Miss, for his mother
+died soon after he was born. Sure enough I made an idol of the lad, and
+we read somewhere in the Bible, Miss, that 'the idols he will utterly
+abolish.' But I don't like looking at the sorrow that way neither. I
+would rather think that 'whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth.' Well,
+Miss, like father like son. My boy loved the sea, as was natural he
+should, but he was too venturesome; I used often to say, 'Bob, the
+oldest sailor living can't rule the waves and winds, and if you are such
+a mad cap as to go out sailing in such equally weather on this coast, as
+sure as you are alive you will repent it.' He and some young chaps
+hereabouts, got such a wonderful notion of sailing, and though I have
+sailed many and many a mile, in large vessels and small, I always hold
+to it that it is ticklish work for the young and giddy. Why sometimes
+you are on the sea, Miss, ah, as calm as it is now--all in peace and
+safety--a squall comes, and before you know what you are about you are
+capsized. I had told him this, and he knew it, Miss, but he got a good
+many idle acquaintances, as I told you, and they tempted him often to do
+bold reckless things such as boys call brave."
+
+"It was one morning at the end of September, Bob says to me, 'Father, we
+are going to keep my birthday; I am sixteen to-day,' and so he was,
+bless him, sixteen the very day he died. 'We are going to keep my
+birthday,' says he, 'Newton, and Somers, and Franklin, and I, we are all
+going to Witton,' that is the next town, Miss, as you may know, 'we are
+going to have a sail there, and dine at grandmother's, and home again at
+night, eh Father.' 'Bob,' says I, 'I can't give my consent; that
+ticklish sailing boat of young Woods' requires wiser heads and steadier
+hands than your's to manage. You know my opinion of sailing, and you
+won't grieve me, I hope, by going.' I might have told him, but I did
+not, that I did not like the lads he was going with, but I knew that
+would only make him angry, and do no good just as his heart was set upon
+a frolic with them, so I said nought of that, but I tried to win him,
+(that's my way with the young ones,) though I failed this time; go he
+would, and he would have gone, let me have been as angry as you please.
+But I have this comfort, that no sharp words passed my lips that day,
+and no bitter ones his. I saw he was set on the frolic, and I hoped no
+harm would come of it. How I watched the sky that day, Miss, no mortal
+knows; how I started when I saw a sea gull skim across the waves! how I
+listened for the least sound of a squall! Snap was just as fidgetty
+seemingly, and we kept stealing down to the beach, long before it was
+likely they should be back. As I stood watching there in the evening,
+where I knew they would land, I saw young Newton's mother; she pulled me
+by my sleeve, anxious like, and said, 'What do you think of the weather
+Joe?' 'Why, Missis,' said I, 'there is an ugly look about the sky, but I
+don't wish to frighten you; please God they'll soon be home, for Bob
+promised to be home early.'"
+
+"Well, Miss, there we stood, the waves washing our feet, till it grew
+dark, and then I could stand it no longer. I said to the poor mother,
+'keep a good heart,' but I had little hope myself, God knows, and off I
+made for Witton. Well, they had not been there, I found the grandmother
+had seen nothing of them. They were picked up a day or so after, all
+four of them washed up by the morning tide; their boat had drifted no
+one knows where, and no one knows how it happened; but I suppose they
+were driven out by the fresh breeze that sprung up, and not knowing how
+to manage the sails, they were capsized."
+
+"There they all lay. Miss, in the churchyard. It was a solemn sight, I
+can tell you, to see those four coffins, side by side, in the church.
+They were all strong hearty lads, and all under seventeen. I go and sit
+on his grave sometimes, and spell over all I said, and all he said that
+day; and glad enough I am, that I can remember neither cross word nor
+cross look. Ah, my lady, I should remember it if it had been so. We
+think we are good fathers and good friends to them we love while they
+are alive, but as soon as we lose 'em, all the kindness we ever did them
+seems little enough, while all the bad feelings we had, and sharp words
+we spoke, come up to condemn us."
+
+By this time they had reached the fisherman's cottage; it was prettily
+situated, as houses on the south coast often are, under the shadow of a
+fine over-hanging cliff. Masses of rock, clad with emerald green, were
+scattered here and there, and the thriving plants in the little garden,
+gave evidence of the mildness of the air in those parts, though close
+upon the sea. The cottage was very low, but white and cheerful looking
+outside, and as clean and trim within as a notable and stirring woman
+could make it. Joe's daughter-in-law, the same described by Joe the
+other evening as the woman of a high spirit, was to-day absent on an
+errand to the town; and Edith, who loved children, stopped at the
+threshold to notice two or three little curly-headed prattlers, who were
+playing together at grotto making, an amusement which cost grandfather
+many a half-penny. Some dispute seemed to have arisen at the moment of
+their entrance between the young builders, for a good-humoured,
+plain-looking girl, of twelve, the nursemaid of the baby, and the
+care-taker of four other little ones, was trying to pacify the
+aggrieved. In vain--little Susy was in a great passion, and with her
+tiny foot kicked over the grotto, the result of several hours' labour;
+first, in searching on the shore for shells and pebbles, and secondly,
+in its erection. Then arose such a shriek and tumult amongst the
+children, as those only can conceive who know what a noise disappointed
+little creatures, from three to seven years old, can make. They all set
+upon Susy, "naughty, mischievous, tiresome," were among the words. The
+quiet looking girl, who had been trying to settle the dispute, now
+interfered again. She led Susy away gently, but firmly, into another
+part of the garden, where spying her grandfather, she took the unwilling
+and ashamed little girl for him to deal with, and ran hack to the crying
+children and ruined grotto.
+
+"Oh, hush! dears, pray hush," said Sarah, beginning to pick up the
+shells, "we will soon build it up again." This they all declared
+impossible, and cried afresh, but Sarah persevered, and quietly went on
+piling up the shells, till at last one little mourner took up her coarse
+pinafore and wiping her eyes, said, "Sarah does it very nicely." The
+grotto rose beautifully, and at last they were all quiet and happy
+again; all but poor Susy, who, seeing herself excluded, kept up a
+terrible whine. "I wonder if Susan is sorry," said Sarah. "Not she, not
+she, don't ask her here again," said they all. "Why not," said the
+grandfather, who having walked about with Susy awhile, and talked
+gravely to her, appeared to have brought about a change in her temper?
+"Why because she will knock it down again the first time any thing puts
+her out." "Won't you try her?" said Sarah, pleadingly; but they still
+said "No! no!" "Don't you mind the day, Dick," said Sarah, "when you
+pulled grandfather's new net all into the mud, and tangled his twine,
+and spoilt him a whole day's work?" "Yes," said Dick. "Ah, and don't
+you mind, too, when he went out in the boat next day, and you asked to
+go with him, just as if nothing had happened, and you had done no harm,
+he said, 'ah, Dick, if I were to mind what _revenge_ says, I would not
+take you with me; you have injured me very much, but I'll mind what
+_love_ says, and that tells me to return good for evil?'" "Yes," says
+Dick. "Do you think you could have hurt any thing of grandfather's after
+that?" "No," said Dick, "but I did not do it in a rage, as Susy did."
+"You did mischief, though," said Sarah; "but I want Susy to give over
+going into these rages. I want to cure her. Beating her does no good,
+mother says that herself; wont you all try and help to cure Susy?"
+
+These children were not angels. I am writing of children as they are you
+know, and though they yielded, it was rather sullenly, and little Susan
+was given to understand that she was not a very welcome addition. Susy
+kept very close to Sarah, sobbing and heaving, till the children seeing
+her subdued, made more room for her, and her smile returned. Now the
+law of kindness prevailed, and when the time came to run down to the
+shore for some more shells, to replace those that had been broken, Susy,
+at Sarah's hint, ran first and fastest, and brought her little pinafore
+fullest of all. Edith watched all this, and her good old mentor was
+willing that she should. "I suppose you have taught them this way of
+settling disputes," said Edith to Joe. "I, oh no, Miss, I can't take all
+the credit. Sarah, there, she has taken to me very much since my Bob
+died, and she said to me the day of his funeral, when her heart was soft
+and tender-like, 'Grandfather, tell me what I can do to comfort you.'
+'Oh, child,' says I, 'my grief is too deep for you to touch, but you are
+a kind girl, I'll tell you what to do to-night. Leave me alone, and, oh,
+try and make the children quiet, for my head aches as bad as my heart.
+Sally.'"
+
+"Then Sarah tried that day and the next, but found it hard work; the
+boys quarrelled and fought, and the little once scratched and cried, and
+their mother came and beat one or two of the worst, but all did no good.
+There was no peace till bed time; still I encouraged her and told her,
+you know, about 'a soft answer turning away wrath,' and since that
+time, she has less often given railing for railing; and has not huffed
+and worried them, as elder sisters are apt to do. She is a good girl, is
+Sarah, but here comes the Missis home from market." "The Missis"
+certainly did not look very sweet, and her heavy load had heated her.
+She did not welcome Edith pleasantly, which, the old man observing, led
+her away to a little room he occupied at the back of the cottage, and
+showed her the corallines.
+
+Edith saw plainly that though the poor father offered her any of them
+she liked to take, he suffered in parting with them, so calling Dick and
+Mary, she asked if they would hunt for some for her, like those in
+grandfather's stores. They consented joyfully, and Edith promising often
+to come and see the old man, ran down the cliff briskly, and hastened
+home. She thought a good deal as she walked, and asked herself if she
+should have had the patience and the gentleness of that poor cottage
+girl; if she should have soothed Susy, and comforted Dick and Mary; if
+she should have troubled herself to kneel down in the broiling sun and
+build up a few trumpery shells into a grotto, to be upset and destroyed
+presently. She came to the conclusion that for good, pleasant, prettily
+behaved children, she might have done so, but for shrieking, passionate,
+quarrelsome little things as they appeared to her then, she certainly
+should not. She felt humbled at the contrast between herself and Sarah;
+and when she arrived at home, for the first time, perhaps, in her life,
+she patiently bore her mamma's reproaches for being so late, and for the
+impropriety of walking away from her sisters, no one knew where. She was
+not yet quite skilled enough in the art of peace, to give the "soft
+answer;" but her silence and quietness turned away Mrs. Parker's wrath,
+and after dinner, Edith prepared herself for the visit of her dear
+Emilie.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER FOURTH.
+
+THE HOLIDAYS.
+
+
+Mrs. Parker and her two elder daughters were going to pay a visit to
+town this summer, and as Edith was not thought old enough to accompany
+them, Mrs. Parker resolved to ask Emilie to take charge of her. The only
+difficulty was how to dispose of aunt Agnes; aunt Agnes wishing them to
+believe that she did not mind being alone, but all the while minding it
+very much. At last it occurred to Emilie that perhaps Mrs. Crosse, at
+the farm in Edenthorpe, a few miles off, would, if she knew of the
+difficulty, ask aunt Agnes there for a few weeks. Mrs. Crosse and aunt
+Agnes got on so wonderfully well together, and as she had often been
+invited, the only thing now was to get her in the mind to go. This was
+effected in due time, and Mr. Crosse came up to the lodgings for her and
+her little box, in his horse and gig, on the very evening that Emilie
+was to go the Parkers', to be installed as housekeeper and governess in
+the lady's absence. Edith had come to see the dear old aunt off; and now
+re-entered the lodgings to help Emilie to collect her things, and to
+settle with Miss Webster for the lodgings, before her departure. Miss
+Webster had met with a tenant for six weeks, and was in very good
+spirits, and very willing to take care of the Schombergs' goods, which,
+to tell the truth, were not likely to oppress her either in number or
+value, with the exception of one cherished article, one relic of former
+days--a good semi-grand piano, which M. Schomberg had purchased for his
+daughter, about a year before his death. Miss Webster looked very much
+confused as Emilie bade her good-bye, and said--"Miss Schomberg, you
+have not, I see, left your piano unlocked."
+
+"No," said Emilie, "certainly I have not; I did not suppose----"
+
+"Why," replied Miss Webster, "the lodgers, seeing a piano, will be sure
+to ask for the key, Miss, and to be sure you wo'nt object."
+
+Emilie hesitated. Did she remember the time when Miss Webster, indignant
+at Emilie for being a fortnight behind-hand in her weekly rent, refused
+to lend a sofa for her dying father, without extra pay? Did she recall
+the ill-made slops, the wretched attendance to which this selfish woman
+treated them during the pressure of poverty and distress? Emilie was
+human, and she remembered all. She knew, moreover, that Miss Webster
+would make a gain of her instrument, and that it might suffer from six
+weeks' rough use. She stood twisting some straw plait that lay on the
+counter, in her fingers, and then coolly saying she would consider of
+it, walked out of the shop with Edith, her bosom swelling with
+conflicting feelings. The slight had been to her _father_--to her dear
+dead father--she could not love Miss Webster, nor respect her--she could
+not oblige her. She felt so now, however, and despised the meanness of
+the lodging-house keeper, in making the request.
+
+Edith was by her side in good spirits, though she was to miss the London
+journey. Not every young lady would be so content to remain all the
+holiday-time with the governess; but Edith loved her governess. Happy
+governess, to be loved by her pupil!
+
+Mrs. Parker received Emilie very kindly: she was satisfied that her
+dear child would be happy in her absence, and she knew enough of Emilie,
+she said, to believe that she would see that Mr. Parker had his meals
+regularly and nicely served, and that the servants did not rob or run
+away, or the boys put their dirty feet on the sofa, or bright fender
+tops, or lead Edith into mischief; in short, the things that Emilie was
+to see to were so numerous, that it would have required more eyes than
+she possessed, and far more vigilance and experience than she lay claim
+to, to fulfill all Mrs. Parker's desires.
+
+Amidst all the talking and novelty of her new situation, however, Emilie
+was absent and thoughtful; she was dispirited, and yet she was not
+subject to low spirits either. There was a cause. She had a tender
+conscience--a conscience with which she was in the habit of conversing,
+and conscience kept whispering to her the words--"What things soever ye
+would that men should do unto you, do ye also to them." In vain she
+tried to silence this monitor, and at last she asked to withdraw for a
+few minutes, and scribbled a hasty note to Miss Webster; the first she
+wrote was as follows:--
+
+"Dear Miss W.--I enclose the key of the pianoforte. I should have
+acceded to your request, only I remembered standing on that very spot,
+by that very counter, a year ago, petitioning hard for the loan of a
+sofa for my dying father, who, in his feverish and restless state,
+longed to leave the bed for awhile. I remembered that, and I could not
+feel as if I could oblige you; but I have thought better of it, and beg
+you will use the piano."
+
+"Yours truly,
+
+"EMILIE SCHOMBERG."
+
+She read the note before folding it, however; and somehow it did not
+satisfy her. She crumpled it up, took a turn or two in the room, and
+then wrote the following:--
+
+"Dear Miss Webster--I am sorry that I for a moment hesitated to lend you
+my piano. It was selfish, and I hope you will excuse the incivility. I
+enclose the key, and as your lodgers do not come in until to-morrow, I
+hope the delay will not have inconvenienced you.
+
+"Believe me, yours truly,
+
+"EMILIE SCHOMBERG."
+
+Having sealed her little note, she asked Mrs. Parker's permission to
+send it into High Street, and Emilie Schomberg was herself again. You
+will see, by-and-bye, how Emilie returned Miss Webster's selfishness in
+a matter yet more important than the loan of the piano. It would have
+been meeting evil with evil had she retaliated the mean conduct of her
+landlady. She would undoubtedly have done so, had she yielded to the
+impulses of her nature; but "how then could I have prayed," said Emilie,
+"forgive me my trespasses as I forgive them that trespass against me."
+
+The travellers set off early in the morning, and now began the holiday
+of both governess and pupil. They loved one another so well that the
+prospect of six weeks' close companionship was irksome to neither; but
+Emilie had not a holiday of it altogether. Miss Edith was exacting and
+petulant at times, even with those she loved, and she loved none better
+than Emilie. Fred, the tormenting brother of whom Edith had spoken in
+her list of troubles in our first chapter, was undeniably troublesome;
+and the three maid-servants set themselves from the very first to resist
+the governess's temporary authority; so we are wrong in calling these
+Emilie's holidays. She had not, indeed, undertaken the charge very
+willingly; but Mrs. Parker had befriended her in extremity, and she
+loved Edith dearly, notwithstanding much in her that was not loveable,
+so she armed herself for the conflict, and cheerfully and humbly
+commenced her new duties.
+
+Fred and his elder brother John were at home for the holidays; they were
+high-spirited lads of fourteen and fifteen years of age, and were
+particularly fond of teasing both their elder sisters and little Edith;
+a taste, by-the-bye, by no means peculiar to the Master Parkers, but one
+which we cannot admire, nevertheless.
+
+The two boys, with Emilie and Edith, were on their way to pay aunt Agnes
+a little visit, having received from Mrs. Crosse, at the farm, a request
+for the honour of the young lady's company as well as that of her
+brothers. John and Frederick were to walk, and Emily and Edith were to
+go in the little pony gig. As they were leaving the town, Edith caught
+sight of John coming out of a shop which was a favourite resort of most
+of the young people and visitors of the town of L----. It was
+professedly a stationer's and bookseller's, and was kept by Mrs. Cox, a
+widow woman, who sold balls, fishing tackle, books, boats, miniature
+spades, barrows, garden tools, patent medicines, &c., and who had
+lately increased her importance, in the eyes of the young gentlemen, by
+the announcement that various pyrotechnical wonders were to be obtained
+at her shop. There are few boys who have not at some time of their
+boyhood had a mania for pyrotechnics--in plain English,
+_fire-works_--and there are few parents, and parents' neighbours, who
+can say that they relish the smell of gunpowder on their premises.
+
+Mr. Parker had a particular aversion to amusements of the kind. He was
+an enemy to fishing, to cricketing, to boating; he was a very quiet,
+gentlemanly, dignified sort of man, and, although a kind father, had
+perhaps set up rather too high a standard of quietness and order and
+sedateness for his children. It is a curious fact, but one which it
+would be rather difficult to disprove, that children not unfrequently
+are the very opposites of their parents, in qualities such as I have
+described. Possibly they may not have been inculcated quite in the right
+manner; but that is not our business here.
+
+Edith guessed what her brothers were after, and told her suspicious to
+Emilie; but not until they were within sight of the farm-house. John
+and Fred, who had been a short cut across the fields, were in high glee
+awaiting their arrival, and assisted Edith and her friend to alight more
+politely than usual. Aunt Agnes was in ecstasies of delight to see her
+dear Emilie, and she caressed Edith most lovingly also. Edith liked the
+old lady, who had a fund of fairy tales, such as the German language is
+rich in. Often would Edith go and sit by the old lady as she knitted,
+and listen to the story of the "Flying Trunk," or the "Two Swans," with
+untiring interest; and old ladies of a garrulous turn like good
+listeners. So aunt Agnes called Edith a charming girl, and Edith, who
+had seldom seen aunt Agnes otherwise than conversable and pleasant,
+thought her a very nice old lady.
+
+Mrs. Crosse was extremely polite; and in the bustle of greeting, and
+putting up the pony, and aunt Agnes' questions, the fire-work affair was
+almost forgotten. When they all met at tea, the farmer, who had almost
+as great a horror of gunpowder as Mr. Parker--and in the vicinity of
+barns and stacks, with greater reason--declared he smelt a smell which
+he never tolerated in his house, and asked his boys if they had any
+about them. They denied it, but it was evident they knew something of
+the matter; and now Emilie's concern was very great.
+
+After tea she took John by the arm, and looking into his face, said, "I
+am going to be very intrusive, Sir; I am not your governess, and I have
+no right to control you, but I wish to be your friend, and may I advise
+you? Don't take those fire-works out on Mr. Crosse's premises, you have
+no idea the mischief you might do. You could not have brought them to a
+worse place. Be persuaded, pray do, to give it up." John, thus appealed
+to, laughed heartily at Miss Schomberg's fears, said something not very
+complimentary about Miss S. speaking one word for the farmer's stack,
+and two for her own nerves, and made his escape to join his brother, and
+the two young farmers, who were delighted at the prospect of a frolic.
+
+What was to be done? The lads were gone out, and doubtless would send up
+their rockets and let off their squibs somewhere on the farm, which was
+a very extensive one. The very idea of fire-works would put aunt Agnes
+into a terrible state of alarm, so Emilie held her peace. To tell the
+farmer would, she knew, irritate him fearfully; and yet no time was to
+be lost. She was older than any of the party, and it was in reliance on
+her discretion that the visit had been permitted. She appealed to Edith,
+but Edith, who either had a little fancy to see the fire-works, or, who
+feared her brothers' ridicule, or who thought Emilie took too much upon
+herself, gave her no help in the matter.
+
+"Well, Edith," said Emilie, when the farmer's wife left the room to make
+some preparation for a sumptuous supper, "I have made up my mind what to
+do. I will not stay here if your brothers are to run any foolish risks
+with those fire-works. I will go home at once, and tell your papa, he
+will be in time to stop it; or I will apprise Mr. Crosse, and he can
+take what steps he pleases."
+
+"Well, you will have a fine life of it, Miss Schomberg, if you tell any
+tales, I can tell you," said Edith, pettishly, "and it really is no
+business of yours. They are not under your care if I am. Oh, let them
+be. Fred said he should let them off on the Langdale hills, far enough
+away from the farm."
+
+But Emilie was firm. She tied on her bonnet, and determined to make one
+more effort--it should be with Fred this time. She followed the track of
+the lads, having first inquired of a farm-boy which road they had taken,
+and as they had loitered, and she walked very fast, she soon overtook
+them. They were seated on a bank by the road-side, when she got up to
+them, and John was just displaying his treasures, squibs to make Miss
+Edith jump, Catherine wheels, roman candles, sky-rockets, and blue
+lights and crackers. The farmer's sons, Jerry and Tom, grinned
+delightedly. Emilie stood for a few moments irresolute; the boys were
+rude, and looked so daring--what should she say?
+
+"Young gentlemen," she began; they all took off their hats in mock
+deference. "A woman preaching, I declare." "Go on. Madam, hear! hear!
+hear!" said the young Crosses. "Young gentlemen," continued Emilie, with
+emphasis, "it is to _you_ I am speaking. I am determined that those
+fire-works shall not be let off, if I can prevent it, on Mr. Crosse's
+premises. If you will not give up your intention, I shall walk to L--,
+and inform your father, and you know very well how displeased he will
+be."
+
+"Who says we are going to let them off on Mr. Crosse's premises?" said
+Fred, fiercely. "You are very interfering Miss Schomberg, will you go
+back to your our own business, and to little Edith."
+
+"I will go to L----, master Fred," said Emilie, firmly, but kindly. "I
+shall be sorry to get you into trouble, and I would rather not take the
+walk, but I shall certainly do what I say if you persist."
+
+The boys looked doubtfully at one another. Fred seemed a little disposed
+to yield, but to be conquered by his sister's governess was very
+humiliating. However, they knew from Edith's account that Emilie, though
+kind, was firm; and, therefore, after a little further altercation, they
+agreed not to send up the fire-works that night, but they promised her
+at the same time that she should not hear the last of it. They returned
+to the farm much out of humour, and having hidden them in the box of the
+pony gig, came in just in time for supper.
+
+The ride home was a silent one; Edith saw that her brothers were put
+out, and began to think she did not like Emilie Schomberg to live with
+at all. Emilie had done right, but she had a hard battle to fight; all
+were against her. No one likes to be contradicted, or as Fred said, to
+be managed. Emilie, however, went steadily on, speaking the truth, but
+speaking it in love, and acting always "as seeing Him who is invisible."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER FIFTH.
+
+EDITH'S TRIALS.
+
+
+"Now, Emilie, what do you think of my life?" said Edith, one day after
+she and Fred had had one of their usual squabbles. "What do you think of
+Fred _now_?"
+
+"I think, Edith, dear, that I would try and win him over to love and
+affection, and not thwart and irritate him as you do. Have you forgotten
+old Joe's maxim, 'a soft answer turneth away wrath?' but your grievous
+words too often stir up strife. You told me the other day, dear, how
+much the conduct of Sarah Murray pleased you; now you may act towards
+John and Fred as Sarah did to little Susy."
+
+Edith shook her head. "It is not in me, Emilie, I am afraid."
+
+"No, dear," said Emilie, "you are right, it is not _in_ you."
+
+"Well then what is the use of telling me to do things impossible?"
+
+"I did not say impossible, Edith, did I?"
+
+"No, but you say it is not in me to be gentle and all that, and I dare
+say it is not; but you don't get much the better thought of, gentle as
+you are. Miss Schomberg. John and Fred don't behave better to you than
+they do to me, so far as I see."
+
+"Edith, dear, you set out wrong in your attempts to do right," said
+Emily, kindly. "It is not _in_ you; it is not _in_ any one by nature to
+be always gentle and kind. It is not in me I know. I was once a very
+petulant child, being an only one, and it was but by very slow process
+that I learned to govern myself, and I am learning it still."
+
+At this moment Fred came in, bearing in one hand a quantity of paper,
+and in another a book with directions for balloon making. "Now Edith,
+you are a clever young lady," he began.
+
+"Oh, yes," said Edith, wrathfully, "When it suits you, you can flatter."
+
+"No, but Edith, don't be cross, come! I want you to do me a service. I
+want you to cut me out this tissue paper into the shape of this
+pattern. I am going to send up a balloon to-morrow, and I can't cut it
+out, will you do it for me?"
+
+"Yes, yes," said Emilie, "we will do it together. Oh, come that is a
+nice job, Edith dear, I can help you in that," and Emilie cleared away
+her own work quick as thought, and asked Fred for particular directions
+how it was to be done, all this time trying to hide Edith's
+unwillingness to oblige her brother, and making it appear that Edith and
+she were of one mind to help him.
+
+Fred, who since the fire-work affair had treated Emilie somewhat rudely,
+and had on many occasions annoyed her considerably, looked in
+astonishment at Miss Schomberg. She saw his surprise and understood it.
+"Fred," said she frankly, "I know what you are thinking of, but let us
+be friends. Give me the gratification of helping you to this pleasure,
+since I hindered you of the other. You won't be too proud, will you, to
+have my help?"
+
+Fred coloured. "Miss Schomberg," said he, "I don't deserve it of you, I
+beg your pardon;" and thus they were reconciled.
+
+Oh, it is not often in great things that we are called upon to show
+that we love our neighbour as ourselves. It is in the daily, hourly,
+exercise of little domestic virtues, that they who truly love God may be
+distinguished from those who love him not. It was not because Emilie was
+naturally amiable or naturally good that she was thus able to show this
+loving and forgiving spirit. She loved God, and love to him actuated
+her; she thus adorned the doctrine of her Saviour in all things. Young
+reader there is no such thing as a religion of words and feelings alone,
+it must be a religion of _acts_; a life of warfare against the sins that
+most easily beset you; a mortification of selfishness and pride, and a
+humble acknowledgment, when you have done your _very best_, that you are
+only unprofitable servants. Had you heard Emilie communing with her own
+heart, you would have heard no self gratulation. She was far from
+perfect even in the sight of man; in the sight of God she knew that in
+many things she offended.
+
+It is not a perfect character that I would present to you in Emilie
+Schomberg; but one who with all the weakness and imperfection of human
+nature, made the will of God her rule and delight. This is not natural,
+it is the habit of mind of those only who are created anew, new
+creatures in Christ Jesus.
+
+This you may be sure Emilie did not fail to teach her pupil; but a great
+many such lessons may be received into the head without one finding an
+entrance to the heart, and Edith was in the not very uncommon habit of
+looking on her faults in the light of misfortunes, just as any one might
+regard a deformed limb or a painful disorder. She was, indeed, too much
+accustomed to talk of her faults, and was a great deal too easy about
+them.
+
+"My dear," Emilie would say after her confessions, "I do not believe you
+see how sinful these things are, or surely you would not so very, very,
+often commit them." This was the real state of the case; and it may be
+said of all those who are in the habit of mere confessions, that they do
+not believe things to be so very bad, because they do not understand how
+very good and holy is the God against whom they sin. Edith had this to
+learn; books could not teach her this. She who taught her all else so
+well, could not teach her this; it was to be learned from a higher
+source still.
+
+Well, you are thinking, some of you, that this is a prosy chapter, but
+you must not skip it. It is just what Emily Schomberg would have said to
+you, if you had been pupils of hers. The end of reading is not, or ought
+not to be, mere amusement; so read a grave page now and then with
+attention and thoughtfulness.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER SIXTH.
+
+EMILIE'S TRIALS.
+
+
+The truth must be told of Emilie; she was not clever with her hands, and
+she was, nevertheless, a little too confident in her power of execution,
+so willing and anxious was she to serve you. The directions Fred gave
+her were far from clear; and after the paper was all cut and was to be
+pasted together, sorrowful to say, it would not do at all. Fred, in
+spite of his late apology was very angry, and seizing the scissors said
+he should know better another time than to ask Miss Schomberg to do what
+she did not understand. "You have wasted my paper, too," said the boy,
+"and my time in waiting for what I could better have done myself."
+
+Emilie was very sorry, and she said so; but a balloon could not exactly
+be made out of her sorrow, and nothing short of a balloon would pacify
+Fred, that was plain. "Must it be ready for to-morrow?" she asked.
+
+"Yes, it _must_," he said. Three other boys were going to send up
+balloons. It was the Queen's coronation day, and he had promised to take
+a fourth balloon to the party; and the rehearsal of all this stirred up
+Fred's ire afresh, and he looked any thing but kind at Miss Schomberg.
+What was to be done? Edith suggested driving to the next market town to
+buy one; but her papa wanted the pony gig, so they could only sally
+forth to Mrs. Cox's for some more tissue paper, and begin the work
+again. This was very provoking to Edith.
+
+"To have spent all the morning and now to be going to spend all the
+afternoon over a trumpery balloon, which you can't make after all, Miss
+Schomberg, is very tiresome, and I wanted to go to old Joe Murray's
+to-day and see if the children have picked me up any corallines."
+
+"I am very sorry, dear, my carelessness should punish you; but don't
+disturb me by grumbling and I will try and get done before tea, and then
+we will go together." This time Emilie was more successful; she took
+pains to understand what was to be done, and the gores of her balloon
+fitted beautifully.
+
+"Now Edith, dear, ring for some paste," said Emilie, just as the clock
+struck four; Margaret answered the bell. Margaret was the housemaid, and
+so far from endeavouring in her capacity to overcome evil with good, she
+was perpetually making mischief and increasing any evil there might be,
+either in kitchen or parlour, by her mode of delivering a message. She
+would be sure to add her mite to any blame that she might hear, in her
+report to the kitchen, and thus, without being herself a bad or violent
+temper, was continually fomenting strife, and adding fuel to the fire of
+the cook, who was of a very choleric turn. The request for paste was
+civilly made and received, but Emilie unfortunately called Margaret back
+to say, "Oh, ask cook, please, to make it stiffer than she did the last
+that we had for the kite; that did not prove quite strong."
+
+Margaret took the message down and informed cook that "Miss Schomberg
+did not think she knew how to make paste." "Then let her come and make
+it herself," said cook. "She wants to be cook I think; she had better
+come. I sha'nt make it. What is it for?"
+
+"Oh," said Margaret, "she is after some foreign filagree work of hers,
+that's all."
+
+"Well, I'm busy now and I am not going to put myself out about it, she
+must wait."
+
+Emilie did wait the due time, but as the paste did not come she went
+down for it. "Is the paste ready, cook?" she asked.
+
+"No, Miss Schomberg," was the short reply, and cook went on assiduously
+washing up her plates.
+
+"Will you be so kind as to make it, cook, for I want it particularly
+that it may have as much time as possible to dry."
+
+"Perhaps you will make it yourself then," was the gracious rejoinder.
+Emilie was not above making a little paste, and as she saw that
+something had put cook out, she willingly consented; but she did not
+know where to get either flour or saucepan, and cook and Margaret kept
+making signs and laughing, so that it was not very pleasant. She grew
+quite hot, as she had to ask first for a spoon, then for a saucepan,
+then for the flour and water; at last she modestly turned round and
+said, "Cook, I really do not quite know how to make a little paste. I
+am ashamed to say it, but I have lived so long in lodgings that I see
+nothing of what is done in the kitchen. Will you tell or show me? I am
+very ignorant."
+
+Her kind civil tone quite changed cook's, and she said, "Oh, Miss, I'll
+make it, only you see, you shouldn't have said I didn't know how."
+Emilie explained, and the cook was pacified, and gave Miss Schomberg a
+good deal of gratuitous information during the process. How she did not
+like her place, and should not stay, and how she disliked her mistress,
+and plenty more--to which Emilie listened politely, but did not make
+much reply. She plainly perceived that cook wanted a very forbearing
+mistress, but she could not exactly tell her so. She merely said in her
+quaint quiet way, that every one had something to bear, and the paste
+being made, she left the kitchen.
+
+"Well, I must say, Miss Schomberg has a nice way of speaking, which gets
+over you some how," said cook, "I wish I had her temper."
+
+More than one in the kitchen mentally echoed that wish of cook's.
+
+The balloon went on beautifully, and was completed by seven o'clock.
+Fred was delighted when he came in to tea, and John no less so. All the
+rude speeches were forgotten, and Emilie was as sympathetic in her joy
+as an elder sister could have been. "I don't know what you will do
+without Miss Schomberg," said Mr. Parker, as he sipped his tea.
+
+"She had better come and live with us," said Fred, "and keep us all in
+order. I'm sure I should have no objection."
+
+Emilie felt quite paid for the little self-denial she had exercised,
+when she found that her greatest enemy, he who had declared he would
+"plague her to death, and pay her off for not letting them send up their
+fire-works," was really conquered by that powerful weapon, _love_.
+
+Fred had thought more than he chose to acknowledge of Emilie's kindness;
+he could not forget it. It was so different to the treatment he had met
+with from his associates generally. It made him ask what could be the
+reason of Emilie's conduct. She had nothing to get by it, that was
+certain, and Fred made up his mind to have some talk with Miss Schomberg
+on the subject the first time they were alone. He had some trials at
+school with a boy who was bent on annoying him, and trying to stir up
+his temper; perhaps the peacemaker might tell him how to deal with this
+lad. Fred was an impetuous boy, and now began to like Miss Schomberg as
+warmly as he had previously disliked her.
+
+On their way to old Joe's house that night, Emilie thought she would
+call in on Miss Webster, not having parted from her very warmly on the
+first night of the holidays. A fortnight of these holidays had passed
+away, and Emilie began to long for her quiet evenings, and to see dear
+aunt Agnes again. She looked quite affectionately up to the little
+sitting room window, where her geraniums stood, and even thought kindly
+of Miss Webster herself, to whom it was not quite so easy to feel
+genial. She entered the shop. The apprentice sate there at work, busily
+trimming a fine rice straw bonnet for the lodger within. She looked up
+joyously at Emilie's approach. She thought how often that kind German
+face had been to her like a sunbeam on a dull path; how often her
+musical voice had spoken words of counsel, and comfort, and sympathy,
+to her in her hard life. How she had pressed her hand when she (the
+apprentice) came home one night and told her, "My poor mother is dead,"
+and how she had said, "We are both orphans now, Lucy. We can feel for
+one another." How she had taught her by example, often, and by word
+sometimes, not to answer again if any thing annoyed or irritated her,
+and in short how much Lucy had missed the young lady only Lucy could
+say.
+
+Emilie inquired for her mistress, but the words were scarcely out of her
+lips, than she said, "Oh, Miss, she's so bad! She has scalt her foot,
+and is quite laid up, and the lodgers are very angry. They say they
+don't get properly attended to and so they mean to go. Dear me, there is
+such a commotion, but her foot is very had, poor thing, and I have to
+mind the shop, or I would wait upon her more; and the girl is very
+inattentive and saucy, so that I don't see what we are to do. Will you
+go and see Miss Webster, Miss?"
+
+Emilie cheerfully consented, leaving Edith with Lucy to learn straw
+plaiting, if she liked, and to listen to her artless talk. Lucy had less
+veneration for the name of Queen Victoria than for that of Schomberg.
+Emilie was to her the very perfection of human nature, and accordingly
+she sang her praises loud and long.
+
+On the sofa, the very sofa for which M. Schomberg had so longed, lay
+Miss Webster, the expression of her face manifesting the greatest pain.
+The servant girl had just brought up her mistress's tea, a cold,
+slopped, miserable looking mess. A slice of thick bread and butter, half
+soaked in the spilled beverage, was on a plate, and that a dirty one;
+and the tray which held the meal was offered to the poor sick woman so
+carelessly, that the contents were nearly shot into her lap. It was easy
+to see that love formed no part of Betsey's service of her mistress, and
+that she rendered every attention grudgingly and ill. Emilie went up
+cordially to Miss Webster, and was not prepared for the repulsive
+reception with which she met. She wondered what she could have said or
+done, except, indeed, in the refusal of the instrument, and that was
+atoned for. Emilie might have known, however, that nothing makes our
+manners so distant and cold to another, as the knowledge that we have
+injured or offended him. Miss Webster, in receiving Emilie's advances,
+truly was experiencing the truth of the scripture saying, that coals of
+fire should be heaped on her head.
+
+Poor Miss Webster! "There! set down the tray, you may go, and don't let
+me see you in that filthy cap again, not fit to be touched with a pair
+of tongs; and don't go up to Mrs. Newson in that slipshod fashion, don't
+Betsey; and when you have taken up tea come here, I have an errand for
+you to go. Shut the door gently. Oh, dear! dear, these servants!"
+
+This was so continually the lament of Miss Webster, that Emilie would
+not have noticed it, but that she appeared so miserable, and she
+therefore kindly said, "I am afraid Betsey does not wait on you nicely,
+Miss Webster, she is so very young. I had no idea of this accident, how
+did it happen?"
+
+How it happened took Miss Webster some time to tell. It happened in no
+very unusual manner, and the effect was a scalt foot, which she
+forthwith shewed Miss Schomberg. There was no doubt that it was a very
+bad foot, and Emilie saw that it needed a good nurse more than a good
+doctor. Mr. Parker was a medical man, and Emilie knew she should have no
+difficulty in obtaining that kind of assistance for her. But the
+nursing! Miss Webster was feverish and uneasy, and in such suffering
+that something must be done. At the sight of her pain all was forgotten,
+but that she was a fellow-creature, helpless and forsaken, and that she
+must be helped.
+
+All this time any one coming in might have imagined that Emilie had been
+the cause of the disaster, so affronted was Miss Webster's manner, and
+so pettishly did she reject all her visitor's suggestions as
+preposterous and impossible.
+
+"Will you give up your walk to-night, Edith," said Emilie on her return
+to the shop, "Poor Miss Webster is in such pain I cannot leave her, and
+if you would run home and ask your papa to step in and see her, and say
+she has scalt her foot badly, I would thank you very much."
+
+Emilie spoke earnestly, so earnestly that Edith asked if she were grown
+very fond of that "sour old maid all of a sudden."
+
+"Very fond! No Edith; but it does not, or ought not to require us to be
+very fond of people to do our duty to them."
+
+"Well, I don't see what duty you owe to that mean creature, and I see no
+reason why I should lose my walk again to-night. You treat people you
+don't love better than those you do it seems; or else your professions
+of loving me mean nothing. All day long you have been after Fred's
+balloon, and now I suppose mean to be all night long after Miss
+Webster's foot."
+
+Emilie made no reply; she could only have reproached Edith for
+selfishness and temper at least equal to Miss Webster's, but telling
+Lucy she should soon return, hastened to Mr. Parker's house, followed by
+Edith; he was soon at the patient's side, and as Emilie foretold, it was
+a case more for an attentive nurse than a skilful doctor. He promised to
+send her an application, but, "Miss Schomberg," said he, "sleep is what
+she wants; she tells me she has had no rest since the accident occurred.
+What is to be done?" "Can you not send for a neighbour, Miss Webster, or
+some one to attend to your household, and to nurse you too. If you worry
+yourself in this way you will be quite ill."
+
+Poor Miss Webster was ill, she knew it; and having neither neighbour
+nor friend within reach, she did what was very natural in her case, she
+took up her handkerchief and began to cry. "Oh, come, Miss Webster,"
+said Emilie, cheerfully, "I will get you to bed, and Lucy shall come
+when the shop is closed, and to-morrow I will get aunt Agnes to come and
+nurse you. Keep up your spirits."
+
+"Ah, it is very well to talk of keeping up spirits, and as to your aunt
+Agnes, there never was any love lost between us. No thank you, Miss
+Schomberg, no thank you. If I may just trouble you to help me to the
+side of my bed, I can get in, and do very well alone. _Good_ night."
+Emilie stood looking pitifully at her. "I hope I don't keep you, Miss
+Schomberg, pray don't stay, you cannot help me," and here Miss Webster
+rose, but the agony of putting her foot to the ground was so great that
+she could not restrain a cry, and Emilie, who saw that the poor sufferer
+was like a child in helplessness, and like a child, moreover, in
+petulance, calmly but resolutely declared her intention of remaining
+until Lucy could leave the shop.
+
+Having helped her landlady into bed, she ran down-stairs to try and
+appease the indignant lodgers, who protested, and with truth, that they
+had rung, rung, rung, and no one answered the bell; that they wanted
+tea, that Miss Webster had undertaken to wait on them, that they were
+_not_ waited on, and that accordingly they would seek other lodgings on
+the morrow, they would, &c., &c. "Miss Webster, ma'am, is very ill
+to-night. She has a young careless servant girl, and is, I assure you,
+very much distressed that you should be put out thus. I will bring up
+your tea, ma'am, in five minutes, if you will allow me. It is very
+disagreeable for you, but I am sure if you could see the poor woman,
+ma'am, you would pity her." Mrs. Harmer did pity her only from Emilie's
+simple account of her state, and declared she was very sorry she had
+seemed angry, but the girl did not say her mistress was ill, only that
+she was lying down, which appeared very disrespectful and inattentive,
+when they had been waiting two hours for tea.
+
+The shop was by this time cleared up, and Lucy was able to attend to the
+lodgers. Whilst Emilie having applied the rags soaked in the lotion
+which had arrived, proceeded to get Miss Webster a warm and neatly
+served cup of tea.
+
+It would have been very cheering to hear a pleasant "thank you;" but
+Miss Webster received all these attentions with stiff and almost silent
+displeasure. Do not blame her too severely, a hard struggle was going
+on; but the law of kindness is at work, and it will not fail.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER SEVENTH.
+
+BETTER THINGS.
+
+
+"Ah, if Miss Schomberg had asked me to wait on _her_, how gladly would I
+have done it, night after night, day after day, and should have thought
+myself well paid with a smile; but to sit up all night with a person,
+who cares no more for me, than I for her, and that is nothing! and then
+to have to get down to-morrow and attend to the shop, all the same as if
+I had slept well, is no joke. Oh, dear me! how sleepy I am, two o'clock!
+I was to change those rags at two; I really scarcely dare attempt it,
+she seems so irritable now." So soliloquized Lucy, who, kindhearted as
+she was, could not be expected to take quite so much delight in nursing
+her cross mistress, who never befriended her, as she would have done a
+kinder, gentler person; but Lucy read her Bible, and she had been
+trying, though not so long as Emilie, nor always so successfully it
+must be owned, to live as though she read it.
+
+"Miss Webster, ma'am, the doctor said those rags were to be changed
+every two hours. May I do it for you? I can't do it as well as Miss
+Schomberg, but I will do my very best not to hurt you."
+
+"I want sleep child," said Miss Webster, "I want _sleep_, leave me
+alone."
+
+"You can't sleep in such pain, ma'am," said poor Lucy, quite at her wits
+ends.
+
+"Don't you think, I must know that as well as you? There! there's that
+rush light gone out, and you never put any water in the tin; a pretty
+nurse you make, now I shall have that smell in my nose all night. You
+must have set it in a draught. What business has a rush light to go out
+in a couple of hours? I wonder."
+
+Lucy put the obnoxious night shade out of the room, and went back to the
+bedside. For a long time she was unsuccessful, but at last Miss Webster
+consented to have her foot dressed, and even cheered her young nurse by
+the acknowledgment that she did it very well, considering; and thus the
+night wore away.
+
+Quite early Emilie was at her post, and was grieved to see that Miss
+Webster still looked haggard and suffering, and as if she had not slept.
+In answer to her inquiries, Lucy said that she had no rest all night.
+
+"Rest! and how can I rest, Miss Schomberg? I can't afford to lose my
+lodgers, and lose them I shall."
+
+"Only try and keep quiet," said Emilie, "and I will see that they do not
+suffer from want of attendance. _You_ cannot help them, do consent to
+leave all thought, all management, to those who can think and manage.
+May aunt Agnes come and nurse you, and attend to the housekeeping?"
+
+"Yes," was reluctantly, and not very graciously uttered.
+
+"Well then, Lucy will have time to attend to you. I would gladly nurse
+you myself, but you know I may not neglect Miss Parker; now take this
+draught, and try and sleep."
+
+"Miss Schomberg," said the poor woman, "you won't lack friends to nurse
+you on a sick bed; I have none."
+
+"Miss Webster, if I were to be laid on a sick bed, and were to lose aunt
+Agnes, I should be alone in a country that is not my own country,
+without money and without friends; but we may both of us have a friend
+who sticketh closer than a brother, think of him, ma'am, now, and ask
+him to make your bed in your sickness."
+
+She took the feverish hand of the patient as she said this, who,
+bursting into a flood of tears, replied, "Ah, Miss Schomberg! I don't
+deserve it of you, and that is the truth; but keep my hand, it feels
+like a friend's, hold it, will you, and I think I shall sleep a little
+while;" and Emilie stood and held her hand, stood till she was faint and
+weary, and then withdrawing it as gently as ever mother unloosed an
+infant's hold, she withdrew, shaded the light from the sleeper's eyes,
+and stole out of the room, leaving the sufferer at ease, and in one of
+those heavy sleeps which exhaustion and illness often produce.
+
+Her visit to the kitchen was most discouraging. Betsey was only just
+down, and the kettle did not boil, nor were any preparations made for
+the lodgers' breakfast, to which it only wanted an hour. Emilie could
+have found it in her heart to scold the lazy, selfish girl, who had
+enjoyed a sound sleep all night, whilst Lucy had gone unrefreshed to
+her daily duties, but she forebore. "Scolding never does answer,"
+thought Emilie, "and I won't begin to-day, but I must try and reform
+this girl at all events, by some means, and that shall be done at once."
+
+"Come, Betsey," said Emilie pleasantly, "now, we shall see what sort of
+a manager you will be; you must do all you can to make things tidy and
+comfortable for the lodgers. Is their room swept and dusted?"
+
+"Oh, deary me, Miss, what time have I had for that, I should like to
+know?"
+
+"Well now, get every thing ready for their breakfast, and pray don't
+bang doors or make a great clatter with the china, as you set the table.
+Every sound is heard in this small house, and your mistress has had no
+sleep all night."
+
+"Well, she'll be doubly cross to day, then, I'll be bound. Howsoever, I
+shall only stay my month, and it don't much matter what I do, she never
+gives a servant a good character, and I don't expect it."
+
+"No, and you will not deserve it if you are inattentive and unfeeling
+now. It is not doing as you would be done by, either. Do now, Betsey,
+forget, for a few days, that Miss Webster ever scolded or found fault
+with you. If you want to love any one just do him a kindness, and you
+don't know how fast love springs up in the heart; you would be much
+happier, Betsey, I am sure. Come _try_, you are not a cross girl, and
+you don't mean to be unkind now. I shall expect to hear from Lucy, when
+I come again, how well you have managed together."
+
+Fred went to Mr. Crosse's after breakfast, in the pony gig, for aunt
+Agnes, who, at a summons from Emilie, was quite willing to come and see
+after Miss Webster's household. She soon put mutters into a better
+train, both in kitchen and parlour, so that the pacified lodgers
+consented to remain. And though neither Lucy nor Betsey altogether liked
+aunt Agnes, they found her quite an improvement on Miss Webster.
+
+It is not our object to follow Miss Webster through her domestic
+troubles nor through the tedious process of the convalescence of a scalt
+foot. We will rather follow Edith into her chamber, and see how she is
+trying to learn the arts of the Peacemaker there.
+
+Edith's head is bent over a book, a torn book, and her countenance is
+flushed and heated. She is out of breath, too, and her hair is hanging
+disordered about her pretty face; not pretty now, however; it is an
+angry face--and an angry face is never pretty.
+
+Has she been quarrelling with Fred again? yes, even so. Fred would not
+give up Hans Andersen's Tales, which Emilie had just given Edith, and
+which she was reading busily, when some one came to see her about a new
+bonnet, so she left the book on the table, and in the mean time Fred
+came in, snatched it up, and was soon deep in the feats of the "Flying
+Trunk." Then came the little lady back and demanded the book, not very
+pleasantly, if the truth must be told. Fred meant to give it up, but he
+meant to tease his sister first, and Edith, who had no patience to wait,
+snatched at the book. Fred of course resisted, and it was not until the
+book had been nearly parted from its cover, and some damage had ensued
+to the dress and hair of both parties that Edith regained possession;
+not _peaceable_ possession, however, for both of the children's spirits
+were ruffled.
+
+Edith flew to her room almost as fast as if she had been on the "Flying
+Trunk," in the Fairy Tale. When there, she could not read, and in
+displeasure with herself and with every one, dashed the little volume
+away and cried long and bitterly. Edith had not been an insensible
+spectator of the constantly and self-denying gentle conduct of Emilie.
+Her example, far more than her precepts, had affected her powerfully,
+but she had much to contend with, and it seemed to her as if at the very
+times she meant to be kind and gentle something occurred to put her out.
+"I _will_ try, oh, I will try," said Edith again and again, "but it is
+such hard work."--Yes, Edith, hard enough, and work which even Emilie
+can scarcely help you in. You wrestle against a powerful and a cruel
+enemy, and you need great and powerful aid; but you have read your Bible
+Edith, and again and again has Emilie said to you, "of yourself you can
+do nothing."
+
+Edith had had a long conversation on this very subject only that morning
+with her friend, as they were walking on the sea shore, and under the
+influence of the calm lovely summer's sky, and within the sound of
+Emilie's clear persuasive voice, it did not seem a hard matter to Edith
+to love and to be loving. She could love Fred, she could even bear a
+rough pull of the hair from him, she could stand a little teasing from
+John, who found fault with a new muslin frock she wore at dinner, and we
+all know it is not pleasant to have our dress found fault with; but this
+attack of Fred's about the book, was _not_ to be borne, not by Edith, at
+least, and thus she sobbed and cried in her own room, thinking herself
+the most miserable of creatures, and very indignant that Emilie did not
+come to comfort her; "but she is gone out after that tiresome old woman,
+with her scalt foot, I dare say," said Edith, "and she would only tell
+me I was wrong if she were here--oh dear! oh dear me!" and here she
+sobbed again.
+
+Solitude is a wonderfully calming, composing thing; Emilie knew that,
+and she did quite right to leave Edith alone. It was time she should
+listen seriously to a voice which seldom made itself heard, but
+conscience was resolute to-day, and did not spare Edith. It told her all
+the truth, (you may trust conscience for that,) it told her that the
+very reason why she failed in her efforts to do right was because she
+had a wrong _motive_; and that was, love of the approbation of her
+fellow creatures, and not real love to God. She would have quarrelled
+with any one else who dared to tell her this; but it was of no use
+quarrelling with conscience. Conscience had it all its own way to-day,
+and went on answering every objection so quietly, and to the point, that
+by degrees Edith grew quiet and subdued; and what do you think she did?
+She took up a little Bible that lay on her table, and began to read it.
+She could not pray as yet. She did not feel kind enough for that. Emilie
+had often said to her that she should be at peace with every one before
+she lifted up her heart to the "God of peace." She turned over the
+leaves and tried to find the chapter, which she knew very well, about
+the king who took account of his servants, and who forgave the man the
+great debt of ten thousand talents; and then when that man went out and
+found his servant who owed him but one hundred pence, he took him by the
+throat, and said, "Pay me that thou owest." In vain did the man beseech
+for patience, he that had only just been forgiven ten thousand talents
+could not have pity on the man who owed him but one hundred pence.
+
+Often had Edith read this chapter, and very just was her indignation
+against the hard-hearted servant, who, with his king's lesson of mercy
+and forgiveness fresh in his memory, could not practise the same to one
+who owed him infinitely less than he had done his master; and yet here
+was little Edith who could not forgive Fred his injuries, when,
+nevertheless, God was willing to forgive hers. Had Fred injured her as
+she had injured God? surely not; and yet she might now kneel down and
+receive at once the forgiveness of all her _great_ sins. Nay, more: she
+had been receiving mercy and patience at the hands of her Heavenly
+Father many years. She had neglected Him, done many things contrary to
+his law, owed him, indeed, the ten thousand talents, and yet she was
+spared.
+
+She had a great deal of revenge in her heart still, however; and she
+could not, reason as she would, try as she would, read as she would, get
+it out, so she sunk down on her knees, and lifted up her heart very
+sincerely, to ask God to take it away. She had often said her prayers,
+and had found no difficulty in that, but now it seemed quite different.
+She could find no words, she could only feel. Well, that was enough. He
+who saw in secret, saw her heart, and knew how it felt. She felt she
+needed forgiveness, and that she could only have it by asking it of Him
+who had power to forgive sins. She took her great debt to Jesus, and he
+cancelled it; she hoped she was forgiven, and now, oh! how ready she
+felt to forgive Fred. How small a sum seemed his hundred pence--his
+little acts of annoyances compared with her many sins against God. Now
+she felt and understood the meaning of the Saviour's lesson to Peter.
+She had entered the same school as Peter, and though a slow she was a
+sincere learner.
+
+She is in the right way now to learn the true law of kindness. None but
+the _Saviour,_ who was love itself, could teach her this. If any earthly
+teacher could have done so, surely Emilie would have succeeded.
+
+She went down to tea softened and sad, for she felt very humble. The
+consideration of her great unlikeness to the character of Jesus,
+affected her. "When he was reviled he reviled not again; when he
+suffered he threatened not;" and this thought made her feel more than
+any sermon or lecture or reproof she ever had in her life, how she
+needed to be changed, her whole self changed; not her old bad nature
+_patched_ up, but her whole heart made _new_. She did not say much at
+tea; she did not formally apologise to Fred for her conduct to him. He
+looked very cross, so perhaps it was wiser to act rather than to speak;
+but she handed him the bread and butter, and buttered him a piece of
+toast, and in many little quiet ways told him she wished to be friends
+with him. John began at her frock again. She could not laugh, (she was
+not in a laughing humour,) but she said she would not wear it any more,
+during his holidays, if he disliked it so _very_ much. The greatest
+trial to her temper was the being told she looked cross. Emilie, who
+could see the sun of peace behind the cloud, was half angry herself at
+this speech, and said to Mr. Parker, "If she looks cross she is not
+cross, Sir, but I think she is not in very good spirits. Every one looks
+a little sad sometimes;" and Mr. Porker, happily, being called out to a
+patient at that moment, gave Edith opportunity to swallow her grief.
+
+After tea the boys prepared to accompany their sister and her governess
+in the usual evening walk. Edith did not desire their company, but she
+did not say so; and they all went out very silent for them. On their
+road to the beach they met a man who had a cage of canaries to sell, the
+very things that Fred had desired so long, and to purchase which he had
+saved his money.
+
+Edith had no taste for noisy canaries; few great talkers have, for they
+do interrupt conversation must undeniably, but Fred thought it would be
+most delightful to have them, and as he had a breeding cage which had
+belonged to one of his elder sisters years before, he asked the price
+and began to make his bargain. The birds were bought and the man
+dispatched to the house with them, with orders to call for payment at
+nine o'clock, before Fred remembered that he did not exactly know where
+he should keep them. In the sitting room it would be quite out of the
+question he knew, for the noise would distract his mother. Papa was not
+likely to admit canaries into his study for consultations; and Fred knew
+only of one likely or possible place, but the door to that was closed,
+unless he could find a door to Edith's heart, and he had just quarrelled
+with Edith; what a pity! To make it up with her, however, just to gain
+his point, he was too proud to do, and was therefore gloomy and uncivil.
+
+"Where are you going to keep your canaries Fred?" asked his sister.
+
+"In the cage," said Fred, shortly and tartly.
+
+"Yes; but in what room?"
+
+"In my bed-room," said Fred.
+
+"Oh, I dare say! will you though?" said John, who as he shared his
+brother's apartment had some right to have a voice in the matter. "I am
+not going to be woke at daylight every morning by your canaries. And
+such an unwholesome plan; I am sure papa and mamma won't let you. What a
+pity you bought the birds! you can't keep them in our small house. Get
+off your bargain, I would if I were you. Besides, who will take care of
+them all the week? they will want feeding other days besides Saturdays,
+I suppose."
+
+Fred looked annoyed, and dropped behind the party. Edith whispered to
+Emilie, "Go you on with John, I want to talk to Fred."
+
+"Fred, dear," said she, "will you keep your birds in my little room,
+where my old toys are? I will clear a place, and I shan't mind their
+singing, _do_ Fred. I have often hindered your pleasures, now let me
+have the comfort of making it up a little to you, and I will feed them
+and clean them while you are at school in the week."
+
+"You may change your mind Edith, and you know if my birds are in your
+room, I shall have to be there a good deal; and they will make a rare
+noise sometimes, and some one must take care of them all the week--I can
+only attend to them on Saturdays, you know."
+
+"Yes, I have been thinking of all that, and I expect I shall sometimes
+_wish_ to change my mind, but I shall not do it. I am very selfish I
+know, but I mean to try to be better, Fred. Take my little room, do."
+
+Fred was a proud boy, and would rather have had to thank any one than
+Edith just then; but nevertheless he accepted her offer, and thanked his
+little sister, though not quite so kindly as he might have done, and
+that is the truth. There is a grace in accepting as well as in giving.
+Edith had given up what she had much prized, the independence of a
+little room, (it was but a little one,) a little room all to herself;
+but she did so because she felt love springing up in her heart. She
+acted in obedience to the dictates of the law of kindness, and she felt
+lighter and happier than she had done for a long time. Fred was by
+degrees quite cheered, and amused his companions by his droll talk for
+some way. Spying, however, one of his school-fellows on the rocks at a
+distance, he and John, joined him abruptly, and thus Emilie and Edith
+were left alone.
+
+Sincerity is never loquacious, never egotistic. If you don't understand
+these words I will tell you what I mean. A person really in earnest; and
+sincere, does not talk much of earnestness and sincerity, still loss of
+himself. Edith could not tell Emilie of her new resolutions, of her
+mental conflict, but she was so loving and affectionate in her manner to
+her friend, that I think Emilie understood; at any rate, she saw that
+Edith was very pleasant, and very gentle that night, and loved her more
+than ever. She saw and felt there was a change come over her. They
+walked far, and on their return found the canaries arrived, and Fred
+very busy in putting them up in their new abode. He had rather
+unceremoniously moved Edith's bookcase and boxes, to make room for the
+bird cages. She did say, "I think you might have asked my leave," but
+she instantly recalled it. "Oh, never mind; what pretty little things, I
+shall like to have them with me."
+
+It really was a trial to Edith to see all her neat arrangements upset,
+and to find how very coolly Fred did it, too. She sighed and thought,
+"Ah, I shall not be mistress here now I see!" but Fred was gone down
+stairs for some water and seed, and did not hear her laments. He was
+very full of his scheme for canary breeding at supper, and Emilie was
+quite as full of sympathy in his joy as Fred desired; she took a real
+interest in the matter. Her father, she said, had given much attention
+to canary breeding, for the Germans were noted for their management of
+canaries; she could help him, she thought, if he would accept her help.
+So they were very merry over the affair at supper time, and Mr. Parker,
+in his quiet way, enjoyed it too. Suddenly, however, the merriment
+received a check. Margaret, who had been to look at the birds, came in
+with the intelligence that Muff, the pet cat of Miss Edith, was sitting
+in the dusk, watching the canaries with no friendly eye, and that she
+had even made a dart at the cage; and she prophesied that the birds
+would not be safe long. A bird of ill omen was Margaret always; she
+thought the worst and feared the worst of every one, man or animal.
+"Why, it is easy to keep the door of the cage shut," John remarked, but
+to keep puss out of her old haunts was not possible.
+
+Muff was not a kitten, but a venerable cat, who had belonged to Edith's
+elder sister, and was given to Edith, the day that sister married, as a
+very precious gift; and Edith loved that grey cat, loved her dearly. She
+always sat in the same place in that dear little room. Edith had only
+that day made her a new red leather collar, and Muff looked very smart
+in it. "Muff won't hurt the birds, Fred dear," said Edith, "she is not
+like a common cat." Whatever points of dissimilarity there might he
+between Muff and the cat race in general, in this particular she quite
+resembled them; she loved birds, and would not be very nice as to the
+manner of obtaining them. What was to be done? Fred had all manner of
+projects in his head for teaching the canaries to fly out and in the
+cage, to bathe, to perch on his finger, etc.; but if, whenever any one
+chanced to leave the door of the room open, Muff were to bounce in, why
+there was an end to all such schemes. In short, Muff would get the birds
+by fair means or foul, there was no doubt of that, and Fred was
+desperate. I cannot tell how many times Muff was called "a nasty cat,"
+"a tiresome cat," "a vicious cat," and little Edith's heart was full,
+for she did not believe any evil of her favourite; and to hear her so
+maligned, seemed like a personal insult; but she bore it patiently. She
+asked Emilie at bed time what she should do about Muff; she had so long
+been accustomed to her seat by the sunny window in Edith's room, that to
+try and tempt her from it she knew would be vain.
+
+Emilie agreed with her, but hoped Muff would practise self-denial.
+Before Edith lay down to rest that night, she again thought over all
+that she had done through the day; again knelt down and asked for help
+to overcome that which was sinful within her, and then lay down to
+sleep. Edith was but a child, and she could not forget Muff; she
+thought, and very truly, that there was a general wish to displace her
+Muff. Not one in the house would be sorry to see Muff sent away she
+know, and Margaret at supper time seemed so pleased to report of Muff's
+designs. This thought made her love Muff all the more, but then there
+were Fred's birds. It would be very sad if any of them should be lost
+through her cat; what should she do? She wished to win Fred to love and
+gentleness. Should she part with Muff? Miss Schomberg (aunt Agnes that
+is) had expressed a wish for a nice quiet cat, and this, her beauty,
+would just suit her. "Shall I take Muff to High-Street to-morrow? I
+will," were her last thoughts, but the resolution cost her something,
+and Edith's pillow was wet with tears. When she arose the next morning
+she felt as we are all apt to feel after the excitement of new and
+sudden resolves, rather flat; and the sight of Muff sitting near a
+laurel bush in the garden, enjoying the morning sun, quite unnerved her.
+"Part with Muff! No, I cannot; and I don't believe any one would do such
+a thing for such a boy as Fred. I cannot part with Muff, that's certain.
+Fred had better give up his birds, and so I shall tell him."
+
+All this is very natural, but what is very natural is often very wrong,
+and Edith did not fuel that calm happiness which she had done the night
+before. When she received Emilie's morning kiss, she said, "Well, Miss
+Schomberg, I thought last night I had made up my mind to part with Muff,
+but I really cannot! I do love her so!"
+
+"It would be a great trial to you, I should think," said Emilie, "and
+one that no one could _ask_ of you, but if she had a good master, do you
+think you should mind it so very much? You would only have your own
+sorrow to think of, and really it would be a kindness if those poor
+birds are to be kept. The cat terrifies them by springing at the wires,
+and if they were sitting they would certainly be frightened off their
+nests."
+
+Edith looked perplexed; "What shall I do Emilie? I _do_ wish to please
+Fred, I do wish to do as I would be done by; I really want to get rid of
+my selfish nature, and yet it will keep coming back."
+
+"Watch as well as pray, dear," said Emilie affectionately, "and you will
+conquer at last." They went down to breakfast together. "Watch and
+pray." That word "watch," was R word in season to Edith, she had
+_prayed_ but had well nigh forgotten to _watch_.
+
+She could not eat her meal, however, her heart was full with the
+greatness of the sacrifice before her. Do not laugh at the word _great_
+sacrifice. It was very great to Edith; she loved with all her heart; and
+to part with what we love, be it a dog, a cat, a bird, or any inanimate
+possession, is a great pang. After breakfast she went into the little
+room where Muff usually eat, and taking hold of the favourite, hugged
+and kissed her lovingly, then carrying her down stairs to the kitchen,
+asked cook for a large basket, and with a little help from Margaret,
+tied her down and safely confined her; then giving the precious load to
+her father's errand boy, trotted into the town, and stopped not till she
+reached Miss Webster's door. Her early visit rather astonished aunt
+Agnes, who was at that moment busily engaged in dressing Miss Webster's
+foot, and at the announcement of Betsey--"Please Ma'am little Miss
+Parker is called and has brought you a cat," she jumped so that she
+spilled Miss Webster's lotion.
+
+"A cat! a cat!" echoed the ladies. "I will have no cats here Miss
+Schomberg, if you please," said the irritable Mistress. "I always did
+hate cats, there is no end to the mischief they do. I never did keep
+one, and never mean to do."
+
+Miss Schomberg went down stairs into Miss Webster's little parlour, and
+there saw Edith untying her beloved Muff. "Well aday! my child, what
+brings you here? all alone too. Surely Emilie isn't ill, oh dear me
+something must be amiss."
+
+"Oh no, Miss Schomberg, no, only I heard you say you would like a cat,
+and Fred has got some new birds and I mayn't keep Muff, and so will you
+take her and be kind to her?"
+
+"My dear child," said aunt Agnes in a bewilderment, "I would take her
+gladly but Miss Webster has a bird you know, and is so awfully neat and
+particular, oh, it won't do; you must not bring her here, and I _must_
+go back and finish Miss Webster's foot. She is very poorly to-day. Oh
+how glad I shall be when my Emilie comes back! Good bye, take the cat,
+dear, away, pray do;" and, so saying, aunt Agnes bustled off, leaving
+poor Edith more troubled and perplexed with Muff than ever.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER EIGHTH.
+
+GOOD FOR EVIL.
+
+
+Old Joe Murray was seated on the beach, nearer the town than his house
+stood, watching the groups of busy children, digging and playing in the
+sand, now helping them in their play, and now giving his hint to the
+nurses around him, when Edith tapped him on the shoulder. There was
+something so unusually serious, not _cross_, in Edith's countenance,
+that Joe looked at her inquiringly. "There, set down the basket,
+Nockells, and run back quick, tell papa I kept you; I am afraid you will
+get into disgrace."
+
+"Mayn't I drown Puss?" said Nockells.
+
+"No! you cruel boy, _no!_" said Edith, vehemently. "_You_ shall not have
+the pleasure, no one shall do it who would take a pleasure in it."
+
+"What is the matter Miss?" asked Joe, as soon as Nockells turned away.
+
+"The matter, oh Joe! I want Muff drowned; my cat I mean, my dear cat;"
+and then she told her tale up to the point of Miss Webster's refusing to
+admit Muff as a lodger, and cried most bitterly as she said, "and I
+won't have her ill-treated, so I will drown her, will you do it for me
+Joe, please do now, or my courage will be gone? but I won't stay to look
+at it, so good-bye," said she, and slipping a shilling into Joe's hand,
+ran home with the news to Fred, that the cat was by this time at the
+bottom of the tea, and his canaries were safe for ever from her claws.
+
+Fred was not a hard-hearted boy, and his sister's tale really grieved
+him. He kissed her several times over, as he said he now wished he had
+never bought the birds, that they had caused Edith nothing but trouble
+and that he was very sorry.
+
+"I am not sorry, Fred dear, at least I am only sorry for being forced to
+drown Muff. I like to give you my room, and I like to give up my cat to
+you, and I shall not cry any more about it, so don't be unhappy."
+
+"And all this for me," said Fred; "I who teased you so yesterday
+afternoon, and always am teasing you, I think!" How pleased Emilie
+looked! She did not praise Edith, but she gave her such a look of
+genuine approval as was a rich reward to her little pupil. "_This_ is
+the way. Edith dear, to overcome evil with good; go on, _watch_ and
+pray, and you will subdue Fred in time as well as your own evil
+tempers."
+
+How easy all this looks to read about! How swift the transition from bad
+to good! Who has not felt, in reading Rosamond and Frank, a kind of envy
+that they so soon overcame their errors, so soon conquered their bad
+habits and evil dispositions? Dear young reader, it is _not_ easy to
+subdue self; it is not easy to practise this law of kindness, love, and
+forbearance; it is not easy to live peaceably with all men, but believe
+me, it is not impossible. He who giveth liberally and upbraideth not,
+will give you grace, and wisdom, and help to do this if you ask it. The
+promise is, "Ask and ye shall receive." Edith In her helplessness naked
+strength of God and it was given. That which was given to her He will
+not withhold from you. Only try Him.
+
+For the comfort of those who may not have such a friend as Emilie, we
+would remind our readers that the actual work of Edith's change, for
+such it was, was that which no friend however wise and however good
+could effect. There is no doubt but that to her example Edith owed much.
+It led her to _think_ and to _compare_, and was part of the means used
+by the all-wise God, to instruct this little girl; but if you have not
+Emilie for a friend, you may all have the God, whom Emilie served, for a
+friend. You may all read in the Bible which she studied, and in which
+she learned, from God's love to man, how we should love each other. She
+read there, "If God so loved us, we ought also to love one another."
+
+The holidays drew to a close. The return of the mother and sisters was
+at hand. Emilie was not without her fears for Edith at this time, but
+she trusted in the help which she knew Edith would have if she sought
+it, and was thus encouraged. The right understanding between her
+brothers and herself she was rejoiced to see daily increasing. It was
+not that there was nothing to ruffle the two most easily ruffled
+spirits. Fred was not considerate, and would constantly recur to his old
+habit of tensing Edith. Edith was easily teased, and would rather order
+and advise Fred, which was sure to bring on a breeze; but they were far
+less vindictive, less aggravating than formerly. They were learning to
+bear and forbear. Edith had the most to bear, for although Fred was
+impressed by her kind and altered conduct, and could never forget the
+generous act of sacrifice when she parted with Muff to gratify him, he
+was as yet more actuated by impulse than principle, and nothing but
+principle, Christian principle I mean, will enable us to be kind and
+gentle, and unselfish _habitually_, not by fits and starts, but every
+day.
+
+Joe Murray was sitting at his door smoking his pipe, and watching his
+little grandchildren as they played together (this time harmoniously) in
+the garden. They were not building a grotto, they were dancing, and
+jumping, and laughing, in the full merriment of good healthy happy
+children. Emilie and Edith greeted Joe as an old friend, and Joe seemed
+delighted to see them. The two children, who had been commissioned to
+search for corallines, rushed up to Edith with a basket full of a
+heterogeneous collection, and amongst a great deal of little value there
+were some beautiful specimens of the very things Edith wanted. She
+thanked the little Murrays sincerely, and then looked at Emilie. Should
+she pay them? the look asked. It was evident the children had no idea of
+such a thing, and felt fully repaid by Edith's pleasure. Edith only
+wanted to know if it would take from that pleasure to receive money. She
+had been learning of late to study what people liked, and wished to do
+so now.
+
+Emilie did not understand her look, and so Edith followed her own
+course. "Thank you, oh, thank you," she said. "It was very kind of you
+to collect me so many, they please me very much. I wish I knew of
+something that you would like as well as I like these, and if I can, I
+will give it to you, or ask mamma to help me." The boy not being
+troubled with bashfulness, immediately said, that of all things he
+should like a regular rigged boat, a ship, "a little-un" that would
+swim. The girl put her finger in her mouth and said "she didn't know."
+"Are you going to have a boat?" said every little voice, "oh, what fun
+we shall have." "Yes," said our peace-making friend, Sarah. "You know
+that if Dick gets any thing it is the same as if you all did. He is such
+a kind boy, Miss, he plays with the little ones, and gives up to them
+so nicely, you'd be surprised."
+
+"I am glad of that," said Emilie, "it will be such a pleasure to Miss
+Edith to give pleasure to them all--but come, Jenny, you have not fixed
+yet what you will have." Jenny said she did not want to be paid, but she
+had thought, perhaps Miss Parker might give them something, and if Miss
+Parker did not think it too much, she should like a shilling better than
+any thing.
+
+Every one looked inquiringly, except Sarah. Sarah was but the uneducated
+daughter of a poor fisherman, but she studied human nature as it lay
+before her in the different characters of her brothers and sisters, and
+she guessed the workings of Jenny's mind.
+
+"What do you want a shilling for?" said the mother sharply, who had
+joined the group. "You ought not to have asked for anything, what bad
+manners you have! The weeds cost you nothing, and you ought to be much
+obliged to Miss Parker for accepting them."
+
+"I wanted the shilling very much," persisted Jenny, as Edith pressed it
+into her hand, and off she ran, as though to hide her treasure.
+
+But Edith had caught sight of something, and forgot shilling and every
+thing else in that glimpse. Her own dear old Muff sleeping on the hearth
+of the kitchen which she had not yet entered. I shall not tell you all
+the endearments she used to puss, they would look ridiculous on paper;
+they made even those who heard them smile, but she was so overjoyed that
+there was some excuse for her. Mrs. Murray rather damped her joy at once
+by saying, "Oh, she's a sad thief, Miss. She steals the fish terribly. I
+suppose you can't take her back, Miss?"
+
+"Ah, Joe," said Edith sorrowfully, "you see, you had better have drowned
+her."
+
+"So I think," said Mrs. Murray.
+
+"No, no, no," cried Jane, coming forwards. "I have a shilling now, and
+Barker the carrier will take her for that all the way to Southampton,
+where aunt Martha lives, and aunt Martha loves cats, and will take care
+of Muff; she shan't be drowned, Miss," said Jenny, kindly.
+
+The mother looked surprised, and they all admired Jenny's kind
+intentions. Emilie slipped another shilling into her hand as they went
+away, and said "You will find a use for it." "Good night Jenny, and
+thank you," said poor Edith, with a sigh, for she had already looked
+forward to many joyful meetings with Muff--her newly-found treasure. But
+as old Joe, who followed them down the cliff said, there was no end to
+the trouble Muff caused, what with stealing fish, and upsettings and
+breakings; and she would be happier at aunt Martha's, where there was
+neither fish nor child, and more room to walk about in than Muff enjoyed
+here.
+
+"But how kind of Jenny," said Edith, "how thoughtful for Muff!"
+
+"No, Miss, 't aint for Muff exactly," said Joe, "though she pitied you,
+as they all did, in thinking of drowning the cat; but bless the dear
+children, they are all trying in their way, I do believe; to please
+their mother, and to win her to be more happy and gentle like. You see
+she has had a hard struggle with them, so many as there are, and so
+little to do with; and that and bad health have soured her temper like;
+but she'll come to. Oh Miss Edith, take my word for it, if ever you have
+to live where folks are cross and snappish, be _you_ good-humoured. A
+little of the leaven of sweetness and good temper lightens a whole lump
+of crossness and bad humour. One bright Spirit in a family will keep
+the sun shining in _one_ spot; it can't then be _all_ dark, you see, and
+if there's ever such a little spot of sunshine, there must be some light
+in the house, which may spread before long, Miss."
+
+"Goodnight, Joe," and "Good night, ladies," passed, and the friends were
+left alone--alone upon the quiet beach. The sun had set, for it was
+late; the tide was ebbing, and now left the girls a beautiful smooth
+path of sand for some little distance, on which the sound of their light
+steps was scarcely heard, as they rapidly walked towards home.
+
+"Who would think, Edith, that our six weeks' holiday would be at an end
+to-morrow?" said Emilie.
+
+"I don't know, Emilie, I feel it much longer."
+
+"_Do_ you? then you have not been so happy as I hoped to have made you,
+dear; I have been a great deal occupied with other things, but it could
+scarcely be helped."
+
+"No, Emilie, I have not been happy a great part of the holidays, but I
+am happy now; happier at least, and it was no fault of yours at any
+time. I know now why I was so discontented with my condition, and why I
+thought I had more to try me than anybody else. I feel that I was in
+fault; that I _am_ in fault, I should say; but, oh Emilie, I am trying,
+trying hard, to--" and here, Edith, softened by the remembrance that
+soon she and her friend must part, burst into tears.
+
+"And you have succeeded, succeeded nobly, Edith, my darling. I have
+watched you, and but that I feared to interfere, I would have noticed
+your victories to you. I may do so now."
+
+"My _victories_, Emilie! Are you making fun of me? I feel to have been
+so very irritable of late.--My _victories!_"
+
+"Just because, dear, you take notice of your irritability as you did not
+use to do, and because you have constantly before your eyes that great
+pattern in whom was no sin."
+
+"Emilie, I will tell you something--your patience, your example, has
+done me a great deal of good, I hope; but there is one thing in your
+kind of advice, which does me more good than all. You have talked more
+of the love of God than of any other part of his character, and the
+words which first struck me very much, when I first began to wish that I
+were different, were those you told me one Sunday evening, some time
+ago. 'Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and
+gave his Son a ransom for sinners.' There seemed such a contrast between
+my conduct to God, and His to me; and then it has made me, I hope, a
+little more, (a _very_ little, you know,) I am not boasting, Emilie, am
+I? it has made me a _little_ more willing to look over things which used
+to vex me so. What are Fred's worst doings to me, compared with my
+_best_ to God?"
+
+Thus they talked, and now, indeed, did the friends love one another; and
+heartily did each, by her bedside that night, thank God for his gospel,
+which tells of his love to man, the greatest illustration truly of the
+law of kindness.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER NINTH.
+
+FRED A PEACEMAKER.
+
+
+"Talk not of wasted affection, affection never is wasted.... its waters
+returning back to their spring, like the rain shall fill them full of
+refreshment"--_H. W. Longfellow_.
+
+"Well Fred," said Emilie at the supper table, from which Mr. Parker was
+absent, "I go away to-morrow and we part better friends than we met, I
+think, don't we?"
+
+"Oh yes, Miss Schomberg, we are all better friends, and it is all your
+doing."
+
+"My doing, oh no! Fred, that _is_ flattery. I have not made Edith so
+gentle and so good as she has of late been to you. _I_ never advised her
+to give up that little room to you nor to send poor Muff away."
+
+"_Didn't_ you? well, now I always thought you did; I always kid that to
+you, and so I don't believe I have half thanked Edith as I ought."
+
+"Indeed you might have done."
+
+"Well, I hope I shall not get quarrelsome at school again, but I wish I
+was in a large school. I fancy I should be much happier. Only being us
+five at Mr. Barton's, we are so thrown together, somehow we can't help
+falling out and interfering with each other sometimes. Now there is
+young White, I never can agree with him, it is _impossible_."
+
+"Dear me!" said Emilie, without contradicting him, "why?"
+
+"He treats me so very ill; not openly and above-board, as we say, but in
+such a nasty sneaking way, he is always trying to injure me. He knows
+sometimes I fall asleep after I am called. Well, he dresses so quietly,
+(I sleep in his room, I wish I didn't,) he steals down stairs and then
+laughs with such triumph when I come down late and get a lecture or a
+fine for it. If I am very busy over an exercise out of school hours, he
+comes and talks to me, or reads some entertaining book close to my ears,
+aloud to one of the boys, to hinder my doing it properly, but that is
+not half his nasty ways. Could _you love_ such a boy Miss Schomberg?"
+
+"Well, I would try to make him more loveable, Fred, and then I might
+perhaps love him," said Emilie.
+
+"Ah, Emilie, your 'overcome evil with good' rule would fail there _I_
+can tell you; you may laugh."
+
+"No, I won't laugh, I am going to be serious. You will allow me to
+preach a short sermon to-night, the last for some time, you know, and
+mine shall be but a text, or a very little more, and then 'good night.'
+Will you try to love that boy for a few weeks? _really_ try, and see if
+he does not turn out better than you expect. If he do not, I will
+promise you that you will be the better for it. Love is never wasted,
+but remember, Fred, it is wicked and sad to hate one another, and it
+comes to be a serious matter, for 'If any man love not his brother whom
+he hath seen, how can he love God whom he hath not seen.' Good night."
+
+"Good night, Miss Schomberg, you have taught me to like you," and oh,
+how I did dislike you once! thought Fred, but he did not say so.
+
+Miss Webster's foot got well at last, but it was a long time about it.
+The lodgers went away at the end of the six weeks, and aunt Agnes and
+Emilie were quietly settled in their little apartments again. The piano
+was a little out of tune, but Emilie expected as much, and now after her
+six weeks' holiday, so called, she prepared to begin her life of daily
+teaching. Her kindness to Miss Webster was for some time to all
+appearance thrown away, but no, that cannot be--kindness and love can
+never be wasted. They bless him that gives, if not him that takes the
+offering. By and bye, however, a few indications of the working of the
+good system appeared. Miss Webster would offer to come and sit and chat
+with aunt Agnes when Emilie was teaching or walking; and aunt Agnes in
+return taught Miss Webster knitting stitches and crochet work. Miss
+Webster would clean Emilie's straw bonnet, and when asked for the bill,
+she would say that it came to nothing; and would now and then send up a
+little offering of fruit or fish, when she thought her lodgers' table
+was not well supplied. Little acts in themselves, but great when we
+consider that they were those of an habitually cold and selfish person.
+She did not express love; but she showed the softening influence of
+affection, and Emilie at least understood and appreciated it.
+
+Fred had perhaps the hardest work of all the actors on this little
+stage; he thought so at least. Joe White was an unamiable and, as Fred
+expressed it, a sneaking boy. He had never been accustomed to have his
+social affections cultivated in childhood, and consequently, he grew up
+into boyhood without any heart as it is called. Good Mr. Barton was
+quite puzzled with him. He said there was no making any impression on
+him, and that Mr. Barton could make none was very evident. Who shall
+make it? Even Fred; for he is going to try Emilie's receipt for the cure
+of the complaint under which Master White laboured, a kind of moral
+ossification of the heart. Will he succeed? We shall see.
+
+Perhaps, had Joe White at this time fallen down and broken his leg, or
+demanded in any way a _great_ sacrifice of personal comfort from his
+school-fellow, he would have found it easier to return good for his evil,
+than in the daily, hourly, calls for the exercise of forgiveness and
+forbearance which occurred at school. Oh, how many will do _great_
+things in the way of gifts or service, who will not do the little acts
+of kindness and self denial which common life demands. Many a person has
+built hospitals or alms houses, and has been ready to give great gifts
+to the poor and hungry, who has been found at home miserably deficient
+in domestic virtues. Dear children, cultivate these. You have, very few
+of you, opportunities for great sacrifices. They occur rarely in real
+life, and it would be well if the relations of fictitious life abounded
+less in them; but you may, all of you, find occasions to speak a gentle
+word, to give a kind smile, to resign a pursuit which annoys or vexes
+another, to cure a bad habit, to give up a desired pleasure. You may,
+all of you, practice the injunction, to live not unto yourselves. Fred,
+I say, found it a hard matter to carry out Emilie's plan towards Joe
+White, who came back from home more evilly disposed than ever, and all
+the boys agreed he was a perfect nuisance.
+
+"I would try and make him loveable." Those words of Emilie's often
+recurred to Fred as he heard the boys say how they disliked Joe White
+worse and worse. So Fred tried first by going up to him very gravely one
+day, and saying how they all disliked him, and how he hoped he would
+mend; but that did not do at all. Fred found the twine of his kite all
+entangled next day, and John said he saw White playing with it soon
+after Fred had spoken to him.
+
+"I'd go and serve him out; just you go and tangle his twine, and see how
+he likes it," said John.
+
+"I will--but no! I won't," Bald Fred, "that's evil for evil, and that is
+what I am not going to do. I mean to leave that plan off."
+
+An opportunity soon occurred for returning good for evil Miss Barton had
+a donkey, and this donkey, whose proper abode was the paddock, sometimes
+broke bounds, and regaled itself on the plants in the young gentlemen's
+gardens, in a manner highly provoking to those who had any taste for
+flowers. If Joe White had any love for anything, it was for flowers.
+Now, there is something so pure and beautiful in flowers; called by that
+good philanthropist Wilberforce, the "smiles of God," that I think there
+must be a little tender spot in that heart which truly loves flowers.
+Joe tended his as a parent would a child. His garden was his child, and
+certainly it did his culture credit. Fred liked a garden too, and these
+boys' gardens were side by side. They were the admiration of the whole
+family, so neatly raked, so free from stones or weeds, so gay with
+flowers of the best kind. They were rival gardens, but undoubtedly
+White's was in the best order. John and Fred always went home on a
+Saturday, as Mr. Barton's house was not far from L----. Joe was a
+boarder entirely, his home was at a distance, and to this Fred Parker
+ascribed the superiority of his garden. He was able to devote the whole
+of Saturday, which was a holiday, to its culture. Well, the donkey of
+which I spoke, one day took a special fancy to the boys' gardens; and it
+so happened, that he was beginning to apply himself to nibble the tops
+of Joe's dahlias, which were just budding. Joe was that day confined to
+the house with a severe cold, and little did he think as he lay in bed,
+sipping Mrs. Barton's gruel and tea, of the scenes that were being
+enacted in his own dear garden. Fred fortunately spied the donkey, and
+though there had been lately a little emulation between them, who should
+grow the finest dahlias, he at once carried out the principle of
+returning good for evil, drove the donkey off, even though his course
+lay over his own flower beds, and then set to work to repair the damage
+done. A few minutes more, and all Joe's dahlias would have been
+sacrificed. Fred saved them, raked the border neatly, tied up the
+plants, and restored all to order again; and who can tell but those who
+thus act, the pleasure, the comfort of Fred's heart? Why, not the first
+prize at the horticultural show for the first dahlia in the country,
+would have given him half the joy; and a still nobler sacrifice he
+made--he did not tell of his good deeds. Now, Fred began to realise the
+pleasures of forbearance and kindness indeed.
+
+There could not have been a better way of reaching young White's heart
+than through his garden. Fred's was a fortunate commencement. He never
+boasted of the act, but one of the boys told Mr. Barton, who did not
+fail to remind Joe of it at a suitable time, and that time was when
+White presented his master with a splendid bouquet of dahlias for his
+supper table, when he was going to have a party of friends. The boys,
+who were treated like members of the family, were invited to join that
+party, and then did Mr. Barton narrate the scene of the donkey's
+invasion, of which, however, the guests did not perceive the point; but
+those for whom it was intended understood it all. At bed time that
+night, Joe White begged his school-fellow's pardon for entangling his
+kite twine, and went to bed very humble and grateful, and with a little
+love and kindness dawning, which made his rest sweeter and his dreams
+happier. Thus Fred began his lessons of love; it was thus he endeavoured
+to make Joe lovable, and congratulated himself on his first successful
+attempt. He did not speak in the very words of the Poet, but his
+sentiments were the same, as he talked to John of his victory.
+
+  "There is a golden chord of sympathy,
+  Fix'd in the harp of every human soul,
+  Which by the breath of kindness when 'tis swept,
+  Wakes angel-melodies in savage hearts;
+  Inflicts sore chastisements for treasured wrongs,
+  And melts away the ice of hate to streams of love;
+  Nor aught but _kindness_ can that fine chord touch."
+
+Joe Murray was quite right in telling Edith that a little of the leaven
+of kindness and love went a great way in a family. No man can live to
+himself, that is to say, no man's acts can affect himself only. Had Fred
+set an example of revenge and retaliation, other boys would have no
+doubt acted in like manner on the first occasion of irritation. Now they
+all helped to reform Joe White, and did not return evil for evil, as
+had been their custom. Fred was the oldest but one of the little
+community, and had always been looked up to as a clever boy, up to all
+kinds of spore and diversion. He was the leader of their plays and
+amusements, and but for the occasional outbreaks of his violent temper
+would have been a great favourite. As it was, the boys liked him, and
+his master was undoubtedly very fond of Fred Parker. He was an honest
+truthful boy though impetuous and headstrong.
+
+Permission was given the lads, who as we have said were six in number,
+to walk out one fine September afternoon without the guardianship of
+their master. They were to gather blackberries, highly esteemed by Mrs.
+Barton for preserves, and it was the great delight of the boys to supply
+her every year with this fruit. Blackberrying is a very amusing thing to
+country children. It is less so perhaps in its consequences to the
+nurse, or sempstress, who has to repair the terrible rents which
+merciless brambles make, but of that children, boys especially, think
+little or nothing. On they went, each provided with a basket and a long
+crome stick, for the purpose of drawing distant clusters over ditches
+or from some height within the reach of the gatherer. At first they
+jumped and ran and sang in all the merriment of independence. The very
+consciousness of life, health, and freedom was sufficient enjoyment, and
+there was no end to their fun and their frolics until they came to the
+spot where the blackberries grew in the greatest abundance. Then they
+began to gather and eat and fill their baskets in good earnest. The most
+energetic amongst them was Fred, and he had opportunities enough this
+afternoon for practising kindness and self-denial, for White was in one
+of his bad moods, and pushed before Fred whenever he saw a fine and
+easily to be obtained cluster of fruit; and once, (Fred thought
+purposely,) upset his basket, which stood upon the pathway, all in the
+dust. Still Fred bore all this very well, and set about the gathering
+with renewed ardour, though one or two of the party called out, "Give it
+him, Parker; toss his out and see how he likes it." No, Fred had begun
+to taste the sweet fruits of kindness, he would not turn aside to pluck
+the bitter fruits of revenge and passion. So he gave no heed to the
+matter, only leaving the coast clear for White whenever he could, and
+helping a little boy whom White had pushed aside to fill his basket.
+
+Without any particular adventures, and with only the usual number of
+scratches and falls, and only the common depth of dye in lips and
+fingers, the boys sat down to rest beneath the shade of some fine trees,
+which skirted a beautiful wood.
+
+"I say," said John Parker, "let us turn in here, we shall find shade
+enough, and I had rather sit on the grass and moss than on this bank.
+Come along, we have only to climb the hedge."
+
+"But that would be trespassing," said one conscientious boy, who went by
+the name of Simon Pure, because he never would join in any sport he
+thought wrong, and used to recall the master's prohibitions rather
+oftener to his forgetful companions than they liked.
+
+"Trespassing! a fig for trespassing," said John Parker, clearing away
+all impediments, and bestriding the narrow ditch, planted a foot firmly
+on the opposite bank.
+
+"You may get something not so sweet as a fig for trespassing, John,
+though," said his brother Fred, who came up at this moment.
+
+"Man-traps and spring-guns are fictions my lad," said Philip Harcourt, a
+boy of much the same turn as John, not easily persuaded any way; "Now
+for it, over Parker; be quick, man," and over he jumped.
+
+Then followed Harcourt, White, and another little boy, whose name was
+Arthur, leaving Fred and Simon Pure in the middle of the road. The wood
+was, undoubtedly, a very delightful place, and more than one fine
+pheasant rustled amongst the underwood, and the squirrels leaped from
+bough to bough, whilst the music of the birds was charming. Fred,
+himself, was tempted as he peeped over the gap, and stood irresolute.
+The plantation was far enough from the residence of the owner, nor was
+it likely that they could do much mischief beyond frightening the game,
+and as it was not sitting time, Fred himself argued it could do no harm,
+but little Riches, the boy called Pure, who was a great admirer of Fred,
+especially since the affair of the Dahlias, begged him not to go; "Mr.
+Barton, you know, has such a great dislike to our trespassing," said
+Riches, "and if we stay here resolutely they will be sure to come back."
+
+"Don't preach to me," was the rather unexpected reply, for Fred was not
+_perfect_ yet, though he had gained a victory or two over his temper of
+late.
+
+"I didn't mean to preach, but I do wish the boys would come home, it is
+growing late; and with our heavy baskets we shall only just get in in
+time."
+
+"Halloo!" shouted Fred, getting on the bank. "Come back, won't you, or
+we shall be too late; come, John, you are the eldest, come along." But
+his call was drowned in the sound of their voices, which were echoing
+through the weeds, much to the annoyance, no doubt, of the stately
+pheasants who were not accustomed to human sounds like these. They were
+not at any great distance, and Fred could just distinguish parts of
+their conversation.
+
+John and Harcourt were urging White, a delicate boy, and no climber, to
+mount a high tree in the wood, to enjoy they said the glorious sea-view;
+but in reality to make themselves merry at his expense, being certain
+that if he managed to scramble up he would have some difficulty in
+getting down, and would get a terrible fright at least. White stood at
+the bottom of the tree, looking at his companions as they rode on one of
+the higher branches of a fine spruce fir.
+
+"Don't venture! White," shouted Fred as loudly as he could shout, "don't
+attempt it! They only want to make game of you, and you'll never get
+down if you manage to get up. Take my advice now, don't try."
+
+"Mind your own business," and a large sod of earth was the reply. The
+sod struck the boy on the face, and his nose bled profusely.
+
+"There," said young Riches, "what a cowardly trick! Oh! I think White
+the meanest spirited boy I ever saw. He wouldn't have flung that sod at
+you if you had been within arm's length of him; well, I do dislike that
+White."
+
+"I'll give it to him," said Fred, as he vaulted over the fence, but
+immediately words, which Emilie had once repeated to him when they were
+talking about offensive and defensive warfare, came into his mind, and
+he stopped short. Those words were:--"If any man smite thee on thy
+right cheek turn to him the other also," and Fred was in the road again.
+
+"Well," said Riches, "we have done and said all we can, let us be going
+home, their disobeying orders is no excuse for us, so come along
+Parker--won't you? They have a watch, and their blackberries won't run
+away, I suppose."
+
+"Can't we manage between us, though, to carry some of them?" said Fred.
+"This large basket is not nearly full, let us empty one of them into it.
+There, now we have only left them two. I've got White's load. I've half
+a mind to set it down, but no I won't though. You will carry John's,
+Won't you, that's lighter, and between them they may carry the other."
+
+They went on a few steps when they both turned to listen. "I thought,"
+said Fred, "I heard my name called. It could only be fancy, though. Yet,
+hush! There it is! quite plain," and so it was.
+
+John called to him loudly to stop, and at that moment such a scream was
+heard echoing through the woods, as sent the wood pigeons flying
+terrified about, and started the hares from their hiding places. "Stop,
+oh stop, Fred, White can't get down," said John, breathless, "and I
+believe he will fall, if he hasn't already, he says he is giddy. Pray
+come back and see if you can't help him, you are such a famous climber."
+
+Fred could not refuse, and in less than five minutes he was on the spot,
+but it was too late. The branch had given way, and the boy lay at the
+foot of the tree senseless, to all appearance dead. There was no blood,
+no outward sign of injury, but--his face! Fred did not forget for many
+years afterwards, its dreadful, terrified, ghastly expression. What was
+to be done? They were so horror-struck that for a few minutes they stood
+in perfect silence, so powerfully were they convinced that the lad had
+ceased to breathe, that they remained solemn and still as in the
+presence of death.
+
+To all minds death has great solemnities; to the young, when it strikes
+one of their own age and number, especially. "Come," said Fred, turning
+to Riches, "come, we must not leave him here to die, poor fellow. Take
+off his neck-handkerchief, Harcourt, and run you, Riches, to the stream
+close by, where we first sat down, and get some water. Get it in your
+cap, man, you have nothing else to put it in. Quick! quick!"
+
+"Joe! Joe!" said John, "only speak, only look, Joe, if you can, we are
+so frightened."--No answer.
+
+"Joe!" said Fred, and he tried to raise him. No assistance and no
+resistance; Joe fell back passive on the arm of his friend, yes,
+friend--they were no longer enemies you know. Had Fred returned evil for
+evil, had he rushed on him as he first intended when he received the sod
+from White, he would not have felt as he now did. The boys, who, out of
+mischief, to use the mildest word, tempted him to climb to a height,
+beyond that which even they themselves could have accomplished, were not
+to be envied in _their_ feelings. Poor fellows, and yet they only did
+what many a reckless, mischievous school boy has done and is doing every
+day; they only meant to tease him a bit, to pay him off for being so
+spiteful all the way, and so cross to Fred when he spoke. But it was no
+use trying to still the voice which spoke loudly within them, which told
+them that they had acted with heartless cruelty, and that their conduct
+had, perhaps, cost a fellow-creature his life.
+
+"Will you wait with him whilst I run to L---- for papa?" said Fred.
+
+"What alone?" they cried.
+
+"Alone! why there are four of you, will be at least when Riches comes
+back."
+
+"Oh no! no! do you stay Fred, you are the only one that knows what you
+are after."
+
+"Well, which of you will go then? It is near two miles, and you must
+run, for his _life_--mind that." No one stirred, and Riches at this
+moment coming up with the water, Fred told him in few words what he
+meant to do, and bade him go and stand by the poor lad. That was all
+that could be done, and "Riches don't be hard on them; their consciences
+are telling them all you could tell them. Don't lecture them, I mean;
+you would not like it yourself."
+
+Off ran Fred, and to his great joy, spying a cart, with one of farmer
+Crosse's men in it, he hailed it, told his tale, and thus they were at
+L---- in a very short space of time. Terrified indeed was Mrs. Parker at
+the sight of her son driving furiously up in farmer Crosse's
+spring-cart, and his black eye and swelled face did not tend to pacify
+her on nearer inspection. The father, a little more used to be called
+out in a hurry, and to prepare for emergencies, was not so alarmed, but
+had self-possession enough to remember what would be needed, and to
+collect various articles for the patient's use.
+
+The journey to the wood was speedily accomplished, but the poor lads who
+were keeping watch, often said afterwards that it seemed to them almost
+a lifetime, such was the crowd of fearful and wretched thoughts and
+forebodings, such the anxiety, and hopelessness of their situation.
+There in the silence of the wood lay their young companion, stretched
+lifeless, and they were the cause. The least rustle amongst the leaves
+they mistook for a movement of the sufferer; but he moved not. How did
+they watch Mr. Parker's face as he knelt down and applied his fingers to
+the boy's wrist first, and then to his heart! With what intense anxiety
+did they watch the preparations for applying remedies and restoratives!
+"Was he, was he dead, _quite_ dead?" they asked. No, not dead, but the
+doctor shook his head seriously, and their exclamations of joy and
+relief were soon checked.
+
+Not to follow them through the process of restoring animation, we will
+say that he was carefully removed to Mr. Barton's house, and tenderly
+watched by his kind wife. He had been stunned by the fall, but this was
+not the extent of the mischief. It was found upon examination that the
+spine had received irreparable injury, and that if poor White lived,
+which was doubtful, it would be as a helpless cripple. Who can tell the
+reflections of those boys? Who can estimate the misery of hearts which
+had thus returned evil for evil? It was a sore lesson, but one which of
+itself could yield no good fruit.
+
+It was a great grief to Fred that his presence, in the excitable state
+of the sufferer, seemed to do him harm. He would have liked to sit by
+him, and share in the duties of his nursing, but whenever Fred
+approached, White became restless and uneasy, and continually alluded,
+even in his delirium, to the sod he had thrown, and to other points of
+his ungrateful malicious conduct to his school-fellow. This feeling,
+however, in time wore away, and many an hour did Fred take from play to
+go and sit by poor Joe's couch.
+
+He had no mother to come and watch beside that couch, no kind gentle
+sister, no loving father. He was an orphan, taken care of by an uncle
+and aunt, who had no experience in training children, and were
+accustomed to view young persons in the light of evils, which it was
+unfortunately necessary to _bear_ until the _fault_ of youth should have
+passed away. Will you not then cease to wonder that Joe seemed to have
+so little heart? Affection needs to be cultivated; his uncle thought
+that in sending him to school and giving him a good education, he was
+doing his duty by the boy. His aunt considered that if in the holidays
+she let him rove about as he pleased, saw to the repairs of his clothes,
+sent him back fitted out comfortably, with a little pocket money and a
+little _advice_, she had done _her_ duty by the child. But poor Joe! No
+kind mother ever stole to his bedside to whisper warnings and gentle
+reproof if the conduct of the day had been wrong; no knee ever bent to
+ask for grace and blessing on that orphan boy; no sympathy was ever
+expressed in one of his joys or griefs; no voice encouraged him in
+self-denial; no heart rejoiced in his little victories over temper and
+pride. Now, instead of blaming and disliking, will you not pity and love
+the unlovable and neglected lad?
+
+He had not been long under Mr. Barton's care, and after all, what could
+a schoolmaster do in twelve months, to remedy the evils which had been
+growing up for twelve years? He did his best, but the result was very
+little, and perhaps the most useful lesson Joe ever had was that which
+Fred gave him about the Dahlias.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER TENTH.
+
+EDITH'S VISIT TO JOE.
+
+
+Fred and Edith were sitting in the Canary room one Saturday afternoon,
+shortly after the event recorded in the last chapter; Edith listening
+with an earnest interest to the oft-repeated tale of the fall in the
+wood.
+
+"How glad you must have felt, Fred, when you thought he was dead, that
+you had not returned his unkindness."
+
+"Glad! Edith, I cannot tell you how glad; but glad is'nt the word,
+either. On my knees that night, and often since, I have thanked God who
+helped me to check the temper that arose. Those words out of the Bible
+did it: 'If any man smite thee on thy right cheek, turn to him the other
+also.' Emilie told me that text one day, and I said I did'nt think I
+could ever do that, but I was helped somehow; but come, Edith, let us
+go and see Emilie Schomberg, I have'nt seen her since all this happened,
+though you have. How beautifully you keep my cages Edith! I think you
+are very clever; the birds get on better than they did with me. Is there
+any one you would like to give a bird to, dear? For I am sure you ought
+to share the pleasures, you have plenty of the trouble of my canaries."
+
+"Oh, I have pleasure enough, and their songs always seem like rejoicings
+over our reconciliation that day ever so long ago; you remember, don't
+you, Fred? but I should like a bird _very_ much to give to Miss
+Schomberg; she seems low-spirited, and says she is often very lonely. A
+bird would be nice company for her, shall we take her one?"
+
+"It would be rather a troublesome gift without a cage, Edith, but I have
+money enough, I think, and I will buy a cage, and then she shall have
+her bird."
+
+"We will hang it up to greet her on Sunday morning, shall we?" Thus the
+brother and sister set out, and it was a beautiful sight to their
+mother, who dearly loved them, to see the two who once were so
+quarrelsome and disunited now walking together in _love_.
+
+Emilie was not at home, and they stood uncertain which way to walk,
+when Fred said, "Edith, I want some one to teach poor Joe love; will you
+go with me and see him? You taught me to love you, and I think Joe would
+be happier if he could see some one he could take a fancy to. Papa said
+he might see one at a time now, and poor fellow, I do pity him so. Will
+you go? It is a fine fresh afternoon, let us go to Mr. Barton's."
+
+The October sky was clear and the air bracing, and side by side walked
+Fred and Edith on their errand of mercy to poor neglected Joe, their
+young hearts a little saddened by the remembrance of his sufferings, "Is
+not his aunt coming?" asked Edith.
+
+"No! actually she is not," replied Fred. "She says in her letter she
+could not stand the fatigue of the journey, and that her physicians
+order her to try the waters of Bath and Cheltenham. Unfeeling creature!"
+
+Thus they chatted till they arrived at Mr. Barton's house. Mrs. Barton
+received them very kindly. "Oh, Miss Parker, she said, my heart aches
+for that poor lad upstairs, and yet with all this trial, and the
+wonderful providential escape he has had, would you believe it? his
+heart seems very little affected. He is not softened that I can see. I
+told him to day how thankful he ought to be that God did not cut him off
+in all his sins, and he answered that they who tempted him into danger
+would have the most to answer for."
+
+Ah, Mrs. Barton, it is not the way to people's hearts usually to find
+fault and upbraid them. There was much truth in what you said to Joe,
+but truth sometimes irritates by the way and time in which it is spoken,
+and it seems in this case that the _kind_ of truth you told did not
+exactly suit the state of the boy's mind. Edith did not say this of
+course to the good lady, whose intentions were excellent, but who was
+rather too much disposed to be severe on young persona, and certainly
+Joe had tried her in many ways.
+
+"I will go and see whether Joe would like to see Edith may I, madam,
+asked Fred?" Permission was given.
+
+"My sister is here, Joe, you have often heard me mention her, would you
+like to see her?"
+
+"Oh, I don't know, my back is so bad. Oh dear me, and your father tells
+me I am to lie flat in this way, months. What am I to do all through
+the Christmas holidays too? Oh! dear, dear me. Well, yes, she may come
+up."
+
+With this not very gracious invitation little Edith stepped upstairs,
+and being of a very tender nature, no sooner did she see poor Joe's
+suffering state than she began to cry. They were tears of such genuine
+sympathy, such exquisite tenderness, that they touched Joe. He did not
+withdraw the hand she held, and felt even sorry when she herself took
+hers away. "How sorry I am for you!" said Edith, when she could speak,
+"but may I come and read to you sometimes, and wait upon you when there
+is no one else? I think I could amuse you a little, and it might pass
+the time away. I only mean when you have no one better, you know."
+
+Joe's permission was not very cordial, he was so afraid of girls'
+_flummery_, as he called it "She plays backgammon and chess, Joe, and I
+can promise you she reads beautifully."
+
+"Well, I will come on Monday," said Edith, gaily, "and send me away if
+you don't want me; but dear me, do you like this light on your eyes?
+I'll ask mamma for a piece of green baize to pin up. Good bye."
+
+As she was going out of the room Joe called her back. "I have such a
+favour to ask of you, Miss Parker. Don't bring that preaching German
+lady here of whom I have heard Fred speak; I don't mind you, but I
+cannot bear so much preaching. Mrs. Barton and her together would craze
+me." Edith promised, but she felt disappointed. She had hoped that
+Emilie might have gained an entrance, and she knew that Emilie would
+have found out the way to his heart, if she could once have got into his
+presence; but she concealed her disappointment having made the required
+promise, and ran after her brother.
+
+"I don't like going where I am so plainly not wanted, Fred," said she on
+their way home, "Oh, what a sad thing poor White's temper is for himself
+and every one about him."
+
+"Yes Edith, but _we_ are not always sweet-tempered, and you must
+remember that poor White has no mother and no father, no one in short to
+love." Edith found at first that it required more judgment than she
+possessed to make her visit to Joe White either pleasant or useful.
+Illness had increased his irritability, and so far from submitting
+patiently to the confinement and restriction imposed, he was quite
+fuming with impatience to be allowed to sit up and amuse himself at
+least.
+
+How ingenious is affection in contriving alleviations! Here Joe sadly
+wanted some one whose wits were quickened by love. Mrs. Barton nursed
+him admirably; he was kept very neat and nice, and his room always had a
+clean tidy appearance; but it lacked the little tokens of love which
+oft-times turn the sick chamber into a kind of paradise. No flowers, no
+little contrivances for amusement, no delicate article of food to tempt
+his sickly appetite. Poor Joe! Edith soon saw this, and yet it needs
+experience in illness to adapt one's self to sick nursing. Besides she
+was afraid, she did not like to offer books and flowers, and these
+visits were quite dreaded by her.
+
+"Will you not go and see Joe, Emilie?" asked Edith, one day of her
+friend, as she was recounting the difficulties in her way. "You get at
+people's hearts much better than ever I could do."
+
+"My dear child," said Emilie, "did not Joe say that he begged you never
+would bring the preaching German to see him? oh no, dear, I cannot
+force my company on him. Besides you have not tried long enough,
+kindness does not work miracles; try a little longer Edith, and be
+patient with Joe as God is with us. How often we turn away from Him when
+He offers to be reconciled to us. Think of that, dear."
+
+"Fred is very patient and persevering; I often wonder, Miss Schomberg,
+that John, who really did cause the accident, seems to think less about
+Joe than Fred, who had not any thing to do with it."
+
+"It is not at all astonishing, Edith. It requires that our actions
+should be brought to the light of God's Word to see them in their true
+condition. An impenitent murderer thinks less of his crime than a true
+penitent, who has been moral all his life, thinks of his great sin of
+ingratitude and ungodliness."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER ELEVENTH.
+
+JOE'S CHRISTMAS.
+
+
+Christmas was at hand; Christmas with its holidays, its greetings, its
+festive meetings, its gifts, its bells, and its rejoicings. That season
+when mothers prepare for the return of their children from school, and
+are wont to listen amidst storms of wind and snow for the carriage
+wheels; when little brothers and sisters strain their eyes to catch the
+first glimpse of the dear ones' approach along the snowy track; when the
+fire blazes within, and lamps are lit up to welcome them home; and hope
+and expectation and glad heart beatings are the lot of so many--of many,
+not of all. Christmas was come, but it brought no hope, no gladness, no
+mirth to poor White, either present or in prospect. The music and the
+bells of Christmas, the skating, the pony riding, the racing, the brisk
+walk, the home endearments were not for Joe--poor Joe. No mother longed
+for his return, no brother or little sister pressed to the hall door to
+get the first look or the first word; no father welcomed Joe back to the
+hearth-warmth of home sweet home. Poor orphan boy!
+
+Joe's uncle and aunt wrote him a kind letter, quite agreed in Mr.
+Parker's opinion that a journey into Lincolnshire was, in the state of
+his back and general health, out of the question, were fully satisfied
+that he was under the best care, both medical and magisterial, (they had
+never seen either doctor or master, and had only known of Mr. Barton
+through an advertisement,) and sent him a handsome present of pocket
+money, with the information that they were going to the South of France
+for the winter. Joe bore the news of their departure very coolly, and
+carelessly pocketed the money, knowing as he did that he had a handsome
+property in his uncle's hands, and no one would have supposed from any
+exhibition of feeling that he manifested, that he had any feeling or any
+care about the matter. Once, indeed, when a fly came to the door to
+convey Harcourt to the railway, and he saw from the window of his room
+the happy school-boy jumping with glee into the vehicle, and heard him
+say to Mr. Barton, "Oh yes, Sir, I shall be met!" he turned to Fred who
+sate by him and said, "No one is expecting _me_, no one in the whole
+world is thinking of me now, Parker."
+
+Fred told his mother of this speech, a speech so full of bitter truth
+that it made Mrs. Parker, kind creature as she was, shed tears, and she
+asked her husband if young White could not be removed to pass the
+Christmas holidays with them. The distance was not great, and they could
+borrow Mr. Darford's carriage, and perhaps it might do him good. Mr.
+Parker agreed, and the removal was effected.
+
+For some days it seemed doubtful whether the change would be either for
+poor White's mental happiness or bodily improvement. The exertion, and
+the motion and excitement together, wrought powerfully on his nervous
+frame, and he was more distressed, and irritable than ever. He could not
+sleep, he ate scarcely any thing, he rarely spoke, and more than once
+Mrs. Parker regretted that the proposal had been made. In vain Edith
+brought him plants from the little greenhouse, fine camellias, pots of
+snow-drops, and lovely anemones. They seemed rather to awaken painful
+than pleasing remembrances and associations, and once even when he had
+lain long looking at a white camellia he burst into tears. It is a great
+trial of temper, a great test of the sincerity of our purpose, when the
+means we use to please and gratify seem to have just the contrary
+effect. In the sick room especially, where kind acts, and gentle words,
+and patient forbearance are so constantly demanded, it is difficult to
+refrain from expressions of disappointment when all our endeavours fail;
+when those we wish to please and comfort, obstinately refuse to be
+pleased and comforted. Often did Fred and Edith hold counsel as to what
+would give Joe pleasure, but he was as reserved and gloomy as ever, and
+his heart seemed inaccessible to kindness and affection. Besides, there
+were continual subjects of annoyance which they could scarcely prevent,
+with all the forethought and care in the world.
+
+The boys were very thoughtful, for boys; Mrs. Parker had it is true
+warned them not to talk of their out-of-door pleasures and amusements
+to or before Joe, and they were generally careful; but sometimes they
+would, in the gladness of their young hearts, break out into praises of
+the fine walk they had just had on the cliff, or the glorious skating on
+the pond, of the beauty of the pony, and of undiscovered walks and rides
+in the neighbourhood. Once, in particular, Emilie, who was spending the
+afternoon with the Parkers, was struck with the expression of agony that
+arose to Joe's face from a very trifling circumstance. They were all
+talking with some young companion of what they would be when they grew
+up, and one of them appealing to Joe, he quickly said, "oh, a sailor--I
+care for nobody at home and nobody cares for me, so I shall go to sea."
+
+"To sea!" the boy repeated in wonder.
+
+"And why not?" said Joe, petulantly, "where's the great wonder of that?"
+
+There was a silence all through the little party; no one seemed willing
+to remind the poor lad of that which he, for a moment, seemed to
+forget--his helpless crippled state. It was only Emilie who noticed his
+look of hopelessness; she sat near him and heard his stifled sigh, and
+oh, how her heart ached for the poor lad!
+
+This conversation and some remarks that the boy made, led Mr. and Mrs.
+Parker seriously to think that he entertained hopes of recovery, and
+they were of opinion that it would be kinder to undeceive him, than to
+allow him to hope for that which could never he. Mr. Parker began to
+talk to him about it one day, very kindly, after an examination of his
+back, when White said, abruptly, "I don't doubt you are very skilful.
+Sir, and all that, but I should like to see some other doctor. I have
+money enough to pay his fee, and uncle said I was to have no expense
+spared in getting me the best advice. Sir J. ---- comes here at Christmas,
+I know, to see his father, and I should like to see him and consult him,
+Sir, may I?" Mr. Parker of course could make no objection, and a day was
+fixed for the consultation. It was a very unsatisfactory one and at once
+crushed all Joe's hopes. The result was communicated to him as gently
+and kindly as possible.
+
+Mrs. Parker was a mother, and her sympathy for poor Joe was more lasting
+than that of the younger branches of the family. She went to him on the
+Sunday evening following the physician's visit to tell him the whole
+truth, and she often said afterwards how she dreaded the task. Joe lay
+on the sofa before the dining room window, watching the blue sea sit a
+distance, and thinking with all the ardour of youthful longing of the
+time when his back should be well, and he should be a voyager in one of
+those beautiful ships. He should have no regrets, and no friends to
+regret him; then he groaned at the pain and inconvenience and privation
+of his present state, and panted for restoration. Mrs. Parker entered
+and eat down by him.
+
+"Is Sir J. C---- gone, Ma'am?"
+
+"Yes, he has been gone some minutes."
+
+"What does he say?" asked the lad earnestly. "He said very little to me,
+nothing indeed, only all that fudge I am always hearing--'rest,
+patience,' and so on."
+
+"He thinks it a very serious case, my dear; he says that the recumbent
+posture is very important."
+
+"But for how long, Ma'am? I would lie twelve months patiently enough if
+I hoped then to be allowed to walk about, and to be able to do as other
+boys do."
+
+"Sir J. C---- thinks, Joe, that you never will recover. I am grieved to
+tell you so, but it is the truth, and we think it best you should know
+it. Your spine is so injured that it is impossible you should ever
+recover; but you may have many enjoyments, though not able to be active
+like other boys. You must keep up your spirits; it is the will of God
+and you must submit."
+
+Poor Mrs. Parker having disburdened her mind of a great load, and
+performed her dreaded task, left the room, telling her husband that the
+boy bore it very well, indeed, he did not seem to feel it much. The bell
+being already out for church, she called the young people to accompany
+her thither, leaving one maid-servant and the errand boy at home, and
+poor Joe to meditate on his newly-acquired information that he would be
+a cripple for life. Edith looked in and asked softly, "shall I stay?"
+but the "No" was so very decided, and so very stern that she did not
+repeat the question, so they all went off together, a cheerful family
+party.
+
+The errand boy betook himself to a chair in the kitchen, where he was
+soon sound asleep, and the maid-servant to the back gate to gossip with
+a sailor; so Joe was left alone with a hand-bell on the table, plenty of
+books if he liked to read them, and as far as outward comforts went
+with nothing to complain of. "And here I am a cripple for life,"
+ejaculated the poor fellow, when the sound of their voices died away and
+the bell ceased; "and, oh, may that life be a short one! I wish, oh, I
+wish, I were dead! who would care to hear this? no one--I wish from my
+heart I were dead;" and here the boy sobbed till his poor weak frame was
+convulsed with agony, and he felt as if his heart (for he had a heart)
+would break.
+
+In his wretchedness he longed for affection, he longed for some one who
+would really care for him, "but _no one_ cares for me," groaned the lad,
+"no one, and I wish I might die to night." Ah, Joe, may God change you
+_very_ much before he grants that wish! After he had sobbed a while, he
+began to think more calmly, but his thoughts were thoughts of revenge
+and hatred. "_John_ has been the cause of it all." Then he thought
+again, "they may well make all this fuss over me, when their son caused
+all my misery; let them do what they will they will never make it up to
+me, but they only tolerate me I can see, I know I am in the way; they
+don't ask me here because they care for me, not they, it's only out of
+pity;" and here, rolling his head from side to side, sobbed and cried
+afresh. "What would I give for some one to love me, for some one to wait
+on me because they loved me! but here I am to lie all my life, a
+helpless, hopeless, cripple; oh dear! oh dear! my heart _will_ break.
+Those horrid bells! will they never have done?"
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+At the very moment when poor Joe was thinking that no one on earth cared
+for him, that not a heart was the sadder for his sorrow, a kind heart
+not far off was feeling very much for him. "I shall not go to church
+to-night, aunt Agnes," said Emilie Schomberg, "I shall go and hear what
+Sir J.C.'s opinion of poor Joe White is. I cannot get that poor fellow
+out of my mind."
+
+"No, poor boy, it is a sad case," said aunt Agnes, "but why it should
+keep you from church, my dear, I don't see. _I_ shall go."
+
+So they trotted off, Emilie promising to leave aunt Agnes safe at the
+church door, where she met the Parkers just about to enter. "Oh Emilie,"
+said little Edith, "poor Joe! we have had Sir J.C.'s opinion, and it is
+quite as had if not worse than papa's, there is so much disease and
+such great injury done. He is all alone, Emilie, do go and sit with
+him."
+
+"It is just what I wish to do, dear, but do you think he will let me?"
+
+"Yes, oh yes, try at least," said Edith, and they parted.
+
+When Emilie rang at the bell Joe was in the midst of his sorrow, but
+thinking it might only be a summons for Mr. Parker, he did not take much
+notice of it until the door opened and the preaching German lady, as he
+called Emilie, entered the room. When she saw his swollen eyes and
+flushed face, she wished that she had not intruded, but she went frankly
+up to him, and began talking as indifferently as possible, to give him
+time to recover himself, said how very cold it was, stirred the fire
+into a cheerful blaze, and then relapsed into silence. The silence was
+broken at times by heavy sighs, however--they were from poor Joe. Emilie
+now went to the piano, and in her clear voice sang softly that beautiful
+anthem, "I will arise and go to my Father." It was not the first time
+that Joe had shown something like emotion at the sound of music; now it
+softened and composed him. "I should like to hear that again," he said,
+in a voice so unlike his own that Emilie was surprised.
+
+She sang it and some others that she thought he would like, and then
+said, "I hope I have not tired you, but I am afraid you are in pain."
+
+"I am," said Joe, in his old gruff uncivil voice, "in great pain."
+
+"Can I do any thing for you?" asked Emilie, modestly.
+
+"No _nothing_, nothing can be done! I shall have to lie on my back as
+long as I live, and never walk or stand or do any thing like other
+boys--but I hope I shan't live long, that's all."
+
+Emilie did not attempt to persuade him that it would not be as bad as he
+thought--that he would adapt himself to his situation, and in time grow
+reconciled to it. She knew that his mind was in no state to receive such
+consolation, that it rather needed full and entire sympathy, and this
+she could and did most sincerely offer. "I am _very_ sorry for you," she
+said quietly, "_very_ sorry," and she approached a little nearer to his
+couch, and looked at him so compassionately that Joe believed her.
+
+"Don't you think that fellow John ought to be ashamed of himself, and I
+don't believe he ever thinks of it," said Joe, recurring to his old
+feeling of revenge and hatred.
+
+"Perhaps he thinks of it more than you imagine," said Emilie, "but don't
+fancy that no one cares about you, that is the way to be very unhappy."
+
+"It is _true_," said Joe, sadly.
+
+"God cares for you," however, replied Emily softly.
+
+"Oh, if I could think that, it would be a comfort," Miss Schomberg, "and
+I do need comfort; I do, I do indeed, groaned the boy."
+
+Emilie's tears fell fast. No words of sympathy however touching, no
+advice however wise and good, no act however kind could have melted Joe
+as the tears of that true-hearted girl. He felt confidence in their
+sincerity, but that any one should feel for _him_, should shed tears for
+him, was so new, so softening an idea, that he was subdued. Not another
+word passed on the subject. Emilie returned to the piano, and soon had
+the joy of seeing Joe in a tranquil sleep; she shaded the lamp that it
+might not awake him, covered his poor cold feet with her warm tartan,
+and with a soft touch lifted the thick hair from his burning forehead,
+and stood looking at him with such intense interest, suck earnest
+prayerful benevolence, that it might have been an angel visit to that
+poor sufferer's pillow, so soothing was it in its influence. He half
+opened his eyes, saw that look, felt that touch, and tears stole down
+his cheeks; tears not of anger, nor discontent, but of something like
+gratitude that after all _one_ person in the world cared for him. His
+sleep was short, and when he awoke, he said abruptly to Emilie, "I want
+to feel less angry against John," Miss Schomberg, "but I don't know how.
+It was such a cruel trick, such a cowardly trick, and I cannot forgive
+him."
+
+"I don't want to preach," said Emily, smiling, "but perhaps if you would
+read a little in this book you would find help in the very difficult
+duty of forgiving men their trespasses."
+
+"Ah, the Bible, but I find that dull reading; it always makes me low
+spirited, I always associate it with lectures from uncle and Mr. Barton.
+When I did wrong I was plied up with texts."
+
+Emilie did not know what answer to make to this speech. At last she
+said, "Do you remember the account of the Saviour's crucifixion, how,
+when in agony worse than yours, he said, 'Father forgive them.' May I
+read it to you?"
+
+He did not object, and Emilie read that history which has softened many
+hearts as hard as Joe's. He made but little remark as Emilie closed the
+book, nor did she add to that which she had been reading by any comment,
+but; bidding him a kind good night, went to meet Aunt Agnes at the
+church door, and conduct her safely home.
+
+There is a turning point in most persons' lives, either for good or
+evil. Joe White was able long afterwards to recall that miserable Sunday
+evening, with its storm of agitation and revenge, and then its lull of
+peace and love. He who said, "Peace, be still," to the tempestuous
+ocean, spoke those words to Joe's troubled spirit, and the boy was
+willing to listen and to learn. Would a long lecture on the sinfulness
+and impropriety of his revengeful and hardened state have had the same
+effect on Joe, as Emilie's hopeful, gentle, almost silent sympathy? We
+think not. "I would try and make him lovable," so said and so acted
+Emilie Schomberg, and for that effort had the orphan cause to thank her
+through time and eternity.
+
+Joe was not of an open communicative turn, he was accustomed to keep
+his feelings and thoughts very much to himself, and he therefore did not
+tell either Fred or Edith of his conversation with Emilie, but when they
+came to bid him good night, he spoke softly to them, and when John came
+to his couch he did not offer one finger and turn away his face, as he
+had been in the habit of doing, but said, "Good night," freely, almost
+kindly.
+
+The work went on slowly but surely, still he held back forgiveness to
+John, and while he did this, he could not be happy, he could not himself
+feel that he was forgiven. "I do forgive him, at least I wish him no
+ill, Miss Schomberg," he said in one of his conversations with Emilie.
+"I don't suppose I need be very fond of him. Am I required to be that?"
+
+"What does the Bible say, Joe? 'If thine enemy hunger feed him, if he
+thirst give him drink.' '_I_ say unto you,' Christ says, '_Love_ your
+enemies.' He does not say don't hate them, he means _Love_ them. Do you
+think you have more to forgive John than Jesus had to forgive those who
+hung him on the cross?"
+
+"It seems to me, Miss Schomberg, so different that example is far above
+me. I cannot be like Him you know."
+
+"Yet Joe there have been instances of persons who have followed his
+example in their way and degree, and who have been taught by Him, and
+helped by Him to forgive their fellow-creatures."
+
+"But it is not in human nature to do it, I know, at least is not in
+mine."
+
+"But try and settle it in your mind, Joe, that John did not mean to
+injure you, that had he had the least idea that you would fall he would
+never have tempted you to climb. If you look upon it as accidental on
+your part, and thoughtlessness on his, it will feel easier to forgive
+him perhaps, and I am sure you may. You are quite wrong in supposing
+that John does not think of it. He told Edith only yesterday that he
+never could forgive himself for tempting you to climb, and that he did
+not wonder at your cold and distant way to him. Poor fellow! it would
+make him much happier if you would treat him as though you forgave him,
+which you cannot do unless you _from your heart_ forgive him."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER TWELFTH.
+
+THE CHRISTMAS TREE.
+
+
+The conversation last recorded, between Emilie and Joe, took place a few
+days before Christmas. Every one noticed that Joe was more silent and
+thoughtful than usual, but he was not so morose; he received the little
+attentions of his friend more gratefully, and was especially fond of
+having Emilie talk to him, sing to him, or read to him. Emilie and her
+aunt were spending a few days at the Parkers' house, and it seemed to
+add very much to Joe's comfort. This Emilie was like a spirit of peace
+pervading the whole family. She was so sure to win Edith to obey her
+mamma, to stop John if he went a little too far in his jokes with his
+sister, to do sundry little services for Mrs. Parker, and to make
+herself such an agreeable companion to Emma, and Caroline, that they all
+agreed they wished that they had her always with them. Edith confessed
+to Emilie one day that she thought Emma and Caroline wonderfully
+improved, and as to her mamma, how very seldom she was cross now.
+
+"We are very apt to think other persons in fault when we ourselves are
+cross and irritable, this may have been the case here, Edith, may it
+not?"
+
+"Well! perhaps so, but I am sure I am much happier than I was, Emilie."
+
+"'_Great peace_ have they that love God's law,' my dear, 'and nothing
+shall offend them.' What a gospel of peace it is Edith, is it not?"
+
+The great work in hand, just now, was the Christmas tree. These
+Christmas trees are becoming very common in our English homes, and the
+idea, like many more beautiful, bright, domestic thoughts, is borrowed
+from the Germans. You may be sure that Emilie and aunt Agnes were quite
+up to the preparations for this Christmas tree, and so much the more
+welcome were they as Christmas guests.
+
+"I have plenty of money," said Joe, "but I don't know, somehow, what
+sort of present to make, Miss Schomberg, yet I think I might pay for
+all the wax lights and ornaments, and the filagree work you talk of."
+
+"A capital thought," said Emilie, and she took his purse, promising to
+lay out what was needful to the best advantage. Joe helped Emilie and
+the Miss Parkers very efficiently as he lay "useless," he said, but they
+thought otherwise, and gave him many little jobs of pasting, gumming,
+etc. It was a beautiful tree, I assure you; but Joe had a great deal of
+mysterious talk with Emilie, apart from the rest, which, however, we
+must not divulge until Christmas eve. A little box came from London on
+the morning of the day, directed to Joe. Edith was very curious to know
+its contents; so was Fred, so was John; Emilie only smiled.
+
+"Joe, won't you unpack that box now, to gratify us all?" said Mr.
+Parker, as Joe put the box on one side, nodded to Emilie, and began his
+breakfast. No, Joe could not oblige him. Evening came at last, and the
+Christmas tree was found to bear rich fruit. From many a little
+sparkling pendant branch hung offerings for Joe; poor Joe, who thought
+no one in the world cared for him. He lay on his reclining chair looking
+happier and brighter than usual, but as the gifts poured into his lap,
+gifts so evidently the offspring of tenderness and affection, so
+numerous, and so adapted to his condition, his countenance assumed a
+more serious and thoughtful cast. Every cue gave him something. There is
+no recounting the useful and pretty, if not costly, articles that Joe
+became possessor of. A beautiful tartan wrapper for his feet, from Mrs.
+Parker; a reading desk and book from Mr. Parker; a microscope from John
+and Fred; a telescope from Emilie and Edith; some beautiful knitted
+socks from aunt Agnes; a pair of Edith and Fred's very best canaries.
+
+When his gifts were arranged on his new table, a beautifully made table,
+ordered for him by Mr. Parker, and exactly adapted to his prostrate
+condition, and Joe saw every one's looks directed towards him lovingly,
+and finally received a lovely white camellia blossom from Edith's hand,
+he turned his face aside upon the sofa pillow and buried it in his
+hands. What could be the matter with him? asked Mrs. Parker, tenderly.
+Had any one said any thing to wound or vex him? "Oh no! no! no!" What
+was it then? was he overcome with the heat of the room? "No, oh no!"
+but might he be wheeled into the dining room, he asked? Mr. Parker
+consented, of course, but aunt Agnes was sure he was ill. "Take him some
+salvolatile, Emilie, at once."
+
+"No aunt," said Emilie, "he will be better without that, he is only
+overcome."
+
+"And is not that just the very thing I was saying, Emilie, child, give
+him some camphor julep then; camphor julep is a very reviving thing
+doctor! Mr. Parker, won't you give him something to revive him."
+
+"I think," said Emilie, who understood his emotion and guessed its
+cause, "I think he will be better alone. His spirits are weak, owing to
+illness, I would not disturb him."
+
+"Come," said Mrs. Parker, "let us look at the tree, its treasures are
+not half exhausted." Wonderful to say, although Joe had given his purse
+to Emilie for the adornment of the tree, there still were presents for
+every one from him; and what was yet more surprising to those who knew
+that Joe had not naturally much delicacy of feeling or much
+consideration for others, each present was exactly the thing that each
+person liked and wished for. But John was the most astonished with his
+share; it was a beautiful case of mathematical instruments, such a case
+as all L---- and all the county of Hampshire together could not produce;
+a case which Joe had bought for himself in London, and on which he
+greatly prided himself. John had seen and admired it, and Joe gave this
+prized, cherished case to John--his enemy John. "It must be intended for
+you Fred," said John, after a minute's consideration; "but no, here is
+my name on it."
+
+Margaret, at this moment, brought in a little note from Joe for John,
+who, when he had read it, coloured and said, "Papa, perhaps you will
+read it aloud, I cannot."
+
+It was as follows:--
+
+  DEAR JOHN,
+
+  I have been, as you must have seen,
+  very unhappy and very cross since my accident; I have
+  had my heart filled with thoughts of malice and revenge,
+  and to _you_. I have not felt as though I could forgive
+  you, and I have often told Emilie and Edith this; but
+  they have not known how wickedly I have felt to you,
+  nor how much I now need to ask your forgiveness for
+  thoughts which, in my helpless state, were as bad as actions.
+  Often, as I saw you run out in the snow to slide
+  or skate, I have wished (don't hate me for it) that you
+  might fall and break your leg or your arm, that you might
+  know a little of what I suffered. Thank God, all that is
+  passed away, and I now do not write so much to say I
+  forgive you, for I believe from my heart you only meant
+  to tease me a little, not to hurt me, but to ask you to pardon
+  me for thoughts far worse and more evil than your
+  thoughtless mischief to me. Will you all believe me, too,
+  when I say that I would not take my past, lonely, miserable
+  feelings back again, to be the healthiest, most active
+  boy on earth. Emilie has been a good friend to me, may
+  God bless her, and bless you all for your patience and
+  kindness to.
+
+  JOS. WHITE.
+
+  Pray do not ask me to come back to you to night, I
+  cannot indeed. I am not unhappy, but since my illness
+  my spirits are weak, and I can bear very little; your
+  kindness has been too much.
+
+  J.W.
+
+The contents of the little box were now displayed. It was the only
+costly present on that Christmas tree, full as it was, and rich in love.
+The present was a little silver inkstand, with a dove in the centre,
+bearing not an olive branch, but a little scroll in its beak, with these
+words, which Emilie had suggested, and being a favourite German proverb
+of hers. I will give it in her own language, in which by the bye it was
+engraved. She had written the letter containing the order for the plate
+to a fellow-countryman of hers, in London, and had forgotten to specify
+that the motto must be in English; but never mind, she translated it for
+them, and I will translate it for you. "Friede ernährt, unfriede
+verzehrt." "In peace we bloom, in discord we consume." The inkstand was
+for Mr. and Mrs. Parker, and the slip of paper said it was from their
+grateful friend, Joe White. That was the secret. Emilie had kept it
+well; they rather laughed at her for not translating the motto, but no
+matter, she had taught them all a German phrase by the mistake.
+
+Where was she gone? she had slipped away from the merry party, and was
+by Joe's couch. Joe's heart was very full, full with the newly-awakened
+sense that he loved and that he was loved; full of earnest resolves to
+become less selfish, less thankless, less irritable. He knew his lot
+now, knew all that lay before him, the privations, the restrictions, the
+weakness, and the sufferings. He knew that he could never hope again to
+share in the many joys of boyhood and youth; that he must lay aside his
+cricket ball, his hoop, his kite, in short all his active amusements,
+and consign himself to the couch through the winter, spring, summer,
+autumn, and winter again. He felt this very bitterly; and when all the
+gifts were lavished upon him, he thought, "Oh, for my health and
+strength again, and I would gladly give up _all_ these gifts, nay, I
+would joyfully be a beggar." But when he was alone, in the view of all I
+have written and more, he felt that he could forgive John, that in short
+he must ask John to forgive him, and this conviction came not suddenly
+and by chance, but as the result of honest sober consideration, of his
+own sincere communings with conscience.
+
+Still he felt very desolate, still he could scarcely believe in Emilie's
+assurance, "You may have God for your friend," and something of this he
+told Miss Schomberg, when she came to sit by him for awhile. She had but
+little faith in her own eloquence, we have said, and she felt now more
+than ever how dangerous it would be to deceive him, so she did not lull
+him into false peace, but she soothed him with the promise of Him who
+loves us not because of our worthiness, but who has compassion on us out
+of his free mercy. Herein is love indeed, thought poor Joe, and he
+meditated long upon it, so long that his heart began to feel something
+of its power, and he sank to sleep that night happier and calmer than he
+had ever slept before, wondering in his last conscious moments that God
+should love _him_.
+
+Poor Joel he had much to struggle with; for if indulgence and
+over-weening affection ruin their thousands, neglect and heartlessness
+ruin tens of thousands. The heart not used to exercise the affection,
+becomes as it were paralyzed, and so he found it. He could not love as
+he ought, he could not be grateful as he knew he ought to be, and he
+found himself continually receiving acts of kindness, as matters of
+course, and without suitable feeling of kindness and gratitude in
+return; but the more he knew of himself the more he felt of his own
+unworthiness, the more gratefully he acknowledged and appreciated the
+love of others to him. The ungrateful are always proud. The humble,
+those who know how undeserving they are, are always grateful.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER THIRTEENTH.
+
+THE NEW HOME.
+
+
+Let us pass by twelve months, and see how the law of kindness is working
+then. Mrs. Parker is certainly happier, less troubled than she was two
+years ago; Edith is a better and more dutiful child, and the sisters are
+far more sociable with her than formerly. The dove of peace has taken up
+its abode in the Parker family. How is it in High Street? Emilie and
+aunt Agnes are not there, but Miss Webster is still going on with her
+straw bonnet trade and her lodging letting, and she is really as good
+tempered as we can expect of a person whose temper has been bad so very
+long, and who has for so many years been accustomed to view her fellow
+creatures suspiciously and unkindly.
+
+But Emilie is gone, and are you not curious to know where? I will tell
+you; she is gone back to Germany--she and her aunt Agnes are both gone
+to Frankfort to live. The fact is, that Emilie is married. She was
+engaged to a young Professor of languages, at the very time when the
+Christmas tree was raised last year in Mr. Parker's drawing room. He
+formed one of the party, indeed, and, but that I am such a very bad hand
+at describing love affairs, I might have mentioned it then; besides,
+this is not a _love story_ exactly, though there is a great deal about
+_love_ in it.
+
+Lewes Franks had come over to England with letters of recommendation
+from one or two respectable English families at Frankfort, and was
+anxious to return with two or three English pupils, and commence a
+school in that town. His name was well known to Mr. Parker, who gladly
+promised to consign his two sons, John and Fred to his care, but
+recommended young Franks to get married. This Franks was not loth to do
+when he saw Emilie Schomberg, and after rather a short courtship, and
+quite a matter of fact one, they married and went over to Germany,
+accompanied by John, Fred, and Joe White. Mr. Barton, after the sad
+accident in the plantation, had so little relish for school keeping,
+that he very gladly resigned his pupils to young Franks, who, if he had
+little experience in tuition, was admirably qualified to train the young
+by a natural gentleness and kindness of disposition, and sincere and
+stedfast christian principle.
+
+Edith longed to accompany them, but that was not to be thought of, and
+so she consoled herself by writing long letters to Emilie, which
+contained plenty of L---- news. I will transcribe one for you.
+
+The following was dated a few months after the departure of the party,
+not the first though, you may be sure.
+
+  L----, Dec, 18--
+  DEAREST EMILIE,
+
+  I am thinking so much of you to-night
+  that I must write to tell you so. I wish letters
+  only cost one penny to Frankfort, and I would write to
+  you every day. I want so to know how you are spending
+  your Christmas at Frankfort. We shall have no Christmas
+  tree this year. We all agreed that it would be a melancholy
+  attempt at mirth now you are gone, and dear Fred
+  and John and poor Joe. I fancy you will have one
+  though, and oh, I wish I was with you to see it, but
+  mamma is often very poorly now, and likes me to be
+  with her, and I know I am in the right place, so I
+  won't wish to be elsewhere. Papa is very much from
+  home now, he has so many patients at a distance, and
+  sometimes he takes me long rides with him, which is
+  a great pleasure. One of his patients is just dead,
+  you will be sorry to hear who I mean--Poor old Joe
+  Murray! He took cold in November, going out with
+  his Life Boat, one very stormy night, to a ship in
+  distress off L---- sands, the wind and rain were very
+  violent, and he was too long in his wet clothes, but he
+  saved with his own arm two of the crew; two boys about
+  the age of his own poor Bob. Every one says it was a
+  noble act; they were just ready to sink, and the boat in
+  another moment would have gone off without them. His
+  own life was in great danger, but be said he remembered
+  your, or rather the Saviour's, "Golden Rule," and could
+  not hesitate. Think of remembering that in a November
+  storm in the raging sea! He plunged in and dragged
+  first one and then another into the boat. These boys
+  were brothers, and it was their first voyage. They told
+  Joe that they had gone to sea out of opposition to their
+  father, who contradicted their desires in every thing, but
+  that now they had had quite enough of it, and should
+  return; but I must not tell you all their story, or my
+  letter will he too long. Joe, as I told you, caught cold,
+  and though he was kindly nursed and Sarah waited on him
+  beautifully, he got worse and worse. I often went to see
+  him, and he was very fond of my reading in the Bible
+  to him; but one day last week he was taken with inflammation
+  of the chest, and died in a few hours. Papa says he
+  might have lived years, but for that cold, he was such a
+  healthy man. I feel very sorry he is gone.
+
+  I can't help crying when I think of it, for I remember
+  he was very useful to me that May evening when we
+  were primrose gathering. Do you recollect that evening,
+  Emilie?  Ah, I have much to thank you for. What a
+  selfish, wilful, irritable girl I was! So I am now at times,
+  my evil thoughts and feelings cling so close to me, and
+  I have no longer you, dear Emilie, to warn and to encourage
+  me, but I have Jesus still. He Is a good Friend
+  to me, a better even than you have been.
+
+  I owe you a great deal Emilie; you taught me to love,
+  you showed me the sin of temper, and the beauty of peace
+  and love. I go and see Miss Webster sometimes, as you
+  wish; she is getting very much more sociable than she was,
+  and does not give quite such short answers. She often
+  speaks of you, and says you were a good friend to her; that
+  is a great deal for her to say, is it not? How happy you
+  must be to have every one love you! I am glad to
+  say that Fred's canaries are well, but they don't _agree_ at
+  all times. There is no teaching canaries to love one
+  another, so all I can do is to separate the fighters; but
+  I love those birds, I love them for Fred's sake, and I love
+  them for the remembrances they awaken of our first days
+  of peace and union.
+
+  My love to Joe, poor Joe! Do write and tell me how
+  he goes on, does he walk at all? Ever dear Emilie,
+
+  Your affectionate
+
+  EDITH.
+
+There were letters to John and Fred in the same packet, and I think you
+will like to hear one of Fred's to his sister, giving an account of the
+Christmas festivities at Frankfort.
+
+  DEAR EDITH,
+
+  I am very busy to-day, but I must
+  give you a few lines to tell you how delighted your letters
+  made us. We are very happy here, but _home_ is the place
+  after all, and it is one of our good Master's most constant
+  themes. He is always talking to us about home, and
+  encouraging us to talk of and think of it. Emilie seems
+  like a sister to us, and she enters into all our feelings as
+  well us you could do yourself.
+
+  Well, you will want to know something about our
+  Christmas doings at school. They have been glorious I
+  can tell you--such a Christmas tree! Such a lot of
+  presents in our _shoes_ on Christmas morning; such dinings
+  and suppings, and musical parties! You must know every
+  one sings here, the servants go singing about the house
+  like nightingales, or sweeter than nightingales to my
+  mind, like our dear "Kanarien Vogel."
+
+  You ask for Joe, he is very patient, and kind and good
+  to us all, he and John are capital friends; and oh, Edith,
+  it would do your heart good to see how John devotes himself
+  to the poor fellow. He waits upon him like a servant,
+  but it is all _love_ service. Joe can scarcely bear him out
+  of his sight. Herr Franks was asked the other day, by
+  a gentleman who came to sup with us, if they were brothers.
+  John watches all Joe's looks, and is so careful
+  that nothing may be said to wound him, or to remind
+  him of his great affliction more than needs be. It was a
+  beautiful sight on New Year's Eve to see Joe's boxes
+  that he has carved. He has become very clever at that
+  work, and there was an article of his carving for every
+  one, but the best was for Emilie, and she _deserted_ it.
+  Oh, how he loves Emilie! If he is beginning to feel in
+  one of his old cross moods, he says that Emilie's face, or
+  Emilie's voice disperses it all, and well it may; Emilie
+  has sweetened sourer tempers than Joe White's.
+
+  But now comes a sorrowful part of my letter. Joe is
+  very unwell, he has a cough, (he was never strong you
+  know,) and the doctor says he is very much afraid his
+  lungs are diseased. He certainly gets thinner and
+  weaker, and he said to me to-day what I must tell you.
+  He spoke of his longings to travel (to go to Australia was
+  always his fancy.) "And now, Fred," he said, "I never
+  think of going _there_, I am thinking of a longer journey
+  _still_." "A longer journey, Joe!" I said, "Well, you have
+  got the travelling mania on you yet, I see." He looked
+  so sad, that I said, "What do you mean Joe?" He
+  replied, "Fred, I think nothing of journeys and voyages
+  in this world now. I am thinking of a pilgrimage to the
+  land where all our wandering's will have an end. I
+  longed, oh Fred, you know how I longed to go to foreign
+  lands, but I long now as I never longed before to go to
+  _Heaven_." I begged him not to talk of dying, but he said
+  it did not make him low spirited. Emilie and he talked
+  of it often. Ah Edith! that boy is more fit for heaven
+  than any of us who a year or two ago thought him
+  scarcely fit to be our companion, but as Emilie said the
+  other day, God often causes the very afflictions that he
+  sends to become his choicest mercies. So it has been
+  with poor White, I am sure. I find I have nearly filled
+  my letter about Joe, but we all think a great deal of him.
+  Don't you remember Emilie's saying, "I would try to
+  make him lovable." He is lovable now, I assure you.
+
+  I am sorry our canaries quarrel, but that is no fault of
+  yours. We have only two school-fellows at present, but
+  Herr Franks does not wish for a large school; he says he
+  likes to be always with us, and to be our companion, which
+  if there were more of us he could not so well manage. We
+  have one trouble, and that is in the temper of this newly
+  arrived German boy, but we are going to try and make
+  him lovable. He is a good way off it _yet_.
+
+  I must leave John to tell you about the many things I
+  have forgotten, and I will write soon. We have a cat
+  here whom we call _Muff_, after your old pet. Her name
+  often reminds me of your sacrifice for me. Ah! my dear
+  little sister, you heaped coals of fire on my head that day.
+  Truly you were not overcome of evil, you overcame evil
+  with good. Dear love to all at home. Your ever affectionate
+  brother,
+
+  FRED PARKER.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER FOURTEENTH.
+
+THE LAST.
+
+
+"Hush, dears! hush!" said a gentle voice, pointing to a shaded window.
+"He is asleep now, and we must have the window open for air this sultry
+evening. I would not rake that bed to-night, John, I think."
+
+"It is _his_ garden, Emilie."
+
+"Yes, I know"--and she sighed.--
+
+"It _is_ his garden, and his eye always sees the least weed and the
+least untidiness. He will be sure to notice it when he is drawn out
+to-morrow."
+
+"John there may be no to-morrow for Joe, he is altered very much to-day,
+and it is evident to me he is sinking fast. He won't come down again, I
+think."
+
+"May I go and sit by him, Emilie?" said the boy, quietly gathering up
+his tools and preparing to leave his employment.
+
+"Yes, but be very still."
+
+It was a striking contrast; that fine, florid, healthy boy, whose frame
+was gaining vigour and manliness daily, whose blight eye had scarcely
+ever been dimmed by illness or pain, and that pale, deformed, weary
+sleeper. So Emilie thought as she took her seat by the open window and
+watched them both. The roses and the carnations that John had brought to
+his friend were quietly laid on the table as he caught the first glimpse
+of the dying boy. There was that in the action which convinced Emilie
+that John was aware of his friend's state and they quietly sat down to
+watch him. The stars came out one by one, the dew was falling, the birds
+were all hurrying home, children were asleep in their happy beds; many
+glad voices mingled by open casements and social supper tables, some few
+lingered out of doors to enjoy the beauties of that quiet August night,
+the last on earth of one, at least, of God's creatures. They watched on.
+
+"I have been asleep, Emilie, a beautiful sleep, I was dreaming of my
+mother; I awoke, and it was you. John, _you_ there too! Good, patient,
+watchful John. Leave me a moment, quite alone with John, will you,
+Emilie? Moments are a great deal to me now."
+
+The friends were left alone, their talk was of death and eternity, on
+the solemn realities of which one of them was about to enter, and
+carefully as John had shielded Joe, tenderly as he had watched over him
+hitherto, he must now leave him to pass the stream alone--yet not alone.
+
+Emilie soon returned; it was to see him die. It was not much that he
+could say, and much was not needed. The agony of breathing those last
+breaths was very great. He had lived long near to God, and in the dark
+valley his Saviour was still near to him. He was at peace--at peace in
+the dying conflict; it was only death now with whom he had to contend.
+Being justified by faith, he had peace with God through the Lord Jesus
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+An Historical Sketch of Ancient Assyria and Persia, with an Account of
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+	      or<br>
+	      <a href="http://purl.fcla.edu/fcla/dl/UF00001806.pdf">
+	      http://purl.fcla.edu/fcla/dl/UF00001806.pdf</a>
+	</td>
+  </tr>
+</table>
+<br>
+<hr class="full">
+<h1><b>EMILIE THE PEACEMAKER.</b></h1>
+
+<h2>BY MRS. THOMAS GELDART.</h2>
+
+<p>AUTHOR OF &quot;TRUTH IS EVERYTHING;&quot; &quot;NURSERY GUIDE;&quot; &quot;STORIES OF ENGLAND
+AND HER FORTY COUNTIES;&quot; AND &quot;THOUGHTS FOR HOME.&quot;</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of
+God.... Matt v. 9.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>LONDON: A. HALL. VIRTUE, &amp; CO.. PATERNOSTER ROW; NORWICH: JOSIAH
+FLETCHER.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>MDCCCLI.</p>
+
+<p>NORWICH; PRINTED BY JOSIAH FLETCHER.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;">
+<a name="CONTENTS"></a><h2>CONTENTS.</h2>
+
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+
+ <a href="#CHAPTER_FIRST"><b>CHAPTER FIRST.</b></a><br>
+ <a href="#CHAPTER_SECOND"><b>CHAPTER SECOND.</b></a><br>
+ <a href="#CHAPTER_THIRD"><b>CHAPTER THIRD.</b></a><br>
+ <a href="#CHAPTER_FOURTH"><b>CHAPTER FOURTH.</b></a><br>
+ <a href="#CHAPTER_FIFTH"><b>CHAPTER FIFTH.</b></a><br>
+ <a href="#CHAPTER_SIXTH"><b>CHAPTER SIXTH.</b></a><br>
+ <a href="#CHAPTER_SEVENTH"><b>CHAPTER SEVENTH.</b></a><br>
+ <a href="#CHAPTER_EIGHTH"><b>CHAPTER EIGHTH.</b></a><br>
+ <a href="#CHAPTER_NINTH"><b>CHAPTER NINTH.</b></a><br>
+ <a href="#CHAPTER_TENTH"><b>CHAPTER TENTH.</b></a><br>
+ <a href="#CHAPTER_ELEVENTH"><b>CHAPTER ELEVENTH.</b></a><br>
+ <a href="#CHAPTER_TWELFTH"><b>CHAPTER TWELFTH.</b></a><br>
+ <a href="#CHAPTER_THIRTEENTH"><b>CHAPTER THIRTEENTH.</b></a><br>
+ <a href="#CHAPTER_FOURTEENTH"><b>CHAPTER FOURTEENTH.</b></a><br>
+
+<!-- End Autogenerated TOC. -->
+
+
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;">
+<a name="EMILIE_THE_PEACEMAKER"></a><h2>EMILIE THE PEACEMAKER.</h2>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;">
+<a name="CHAPTER_FIRST"></a><h2>CHAPTER FIRST.</h2>
+
+<p>INTRODUCTION.</p>
+<br>
+
+<p>One bright afternoon, or rather evening, in May, two girls, with basket
+in hand, were seen leaving the little seaport town in which they
+resided, for the professed purpose of primrose gathering, but in reality
+to enjoy the pure air of the first summer-like evening of a season,
+which had been unusually cold and backward. Their way lay through bowery
+lanes scented with sweet brier and hawthorn, and every now and then
+glorious were the views of the beautiful ocean, which lay calmly
+reposing and smiling beneath the setting sun. &quot;How unlike that stormy,
+dark, and noisy sea of but a week ago!&quot; so said the friends to each
+other, as they listened to its distant musical murmur, and heard the
+waves break gently on the shingly beach.</p>
+
+<p>Although we have called them friends, there was a considerable
+difference in their ages. That tall and pleasing, though plain, girl in
+black, was the governess of the younger. Her name was Emilie Schomberg.
+The little rosy, dark-eyed, and merry girl, her pupil, we shall call
+Edith Parker. She had scarcely numbered twelve Mays, and was at the age
+when primrosing and violeting have not lost their charms, and when
+spring is the most welcome, and the dearest of all the four seasons.
+Emilie Schomberg, as her name may lead you to infer, was a German. She
+spoke English, however, so well, that you would scarcely have supposed
+her to be a foreigner, and having resided in England for some years, had
+been accustomed to the frequent use of that language. Emilie Schomberg
+was the daily governess of little Edith. Little she was always called,
+for she was the youngest of the family, and at eleven years of age, if
+the truth must be told of her, was a good deal of a baby.</p>
+
+<p>Several schemes of education had been tried for this same little
+Edith,&mdash;schools and governesses and masters,&mdash;but Emilie Schomberg, who
+now came to her for a few hours every other day, had obtained greater
+influence over her than any former instructor; and in addition to the
+German, French, and music, which she undertook to teach, she instructed
+Edith in a few things not really within her province, but nevertheless
+of some importance; of these you shall judge. The search for primroses
+was not a silent search&mdash;Edith is the first speaker.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes, Emilie, but it was very provoking, after I had finished my lessons
+so nicely, and got done in time to walk out with you, to have mamma
+fancy I had a cold, when I had nothing of the kind. I almost wish some
+one would turn really ill, and then she would not fancy I was so, quite
+so often.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh, hush, Edith dear! you are talking nonsense, and you are saying what
+you cannot mean. I don't like to hear you so pert to that kind mamma of
+yours, whenever she thinks it right to contradict you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Emilie, I cannot help saying, and you know yourself, though you call
+her kind, that mamma is cross, very cross sometimes. Yes, I know she is
+very fond of me and all that, but still she <i>is</i> cross, and it is no
+use denying it. Oh, dear, I wish I was you. You never seem to have
+anything to put you out. I never see you look as if you had been crying
+or vexed, but I have so many many things to vex me at home.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Emilie smiled. &quot;As to my having nothing to put me out, you may be right,
+and you may be wrong, dear. There is never any excuse for being what you
+call <i>put out</i>, by which I understand cross and pettish, but I am rather
+amused, too, at your fixing on a daily governess, as a person the least
+likely in the world to have trials of temper and patience.&quot; &quot;Yes, I dare
+say I vex you sometimes, but&quot;&mdash;&quot;Well, not to speak of you, dear, whom I
+love very much, though you are not perfect, I have other pupils, and do
+you suppose, that amongst so many as I have to teach at Miss Humphrey's
+school, for instance, there is not one self-willed, not one impertinent,
+not one idle, not one dull scholar? My dear, there never was a person,
+you may be sure of that, who had nothing to be tried, or, as you say,
+put out with. But not to talk of my troubles, and I have not many I will
+confess, except that great one, Edith, which, may you be many years
+before you know, (the loss of a father;) not to talk of that, what are
+your troubles? Your mamma is cross sometimes, that is to say, she does
+not always give you all you ask for, crosses you now and then, is that
+all?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh no Emilie, there are Mary and Ellinor, they never seem to like me to
+be with them, they are so full of their own plans and secrets. Whenever
+I go into the room, there is such a hush and mystery. The fact is, they
+treat me like a baby. Oh, it is a great misfortune to be the youngest
+child! but of all my troubles, Fred is the greatest. John teases me
+sometimes, but he is nothing to Fred. Emilie, you don't know what that
+boy is; but you will see, when you come to stay with me in the holidays,
+and you shall say then if you think I have nothing to put me out.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The very recollection of her wrongs appeared to irritate the little
+lady, and she put on a pout, which made her look anything but kind and
+amiable.</p>
+
+<p>The primroses which she had so much desired, were not quite to her mind,
+they were not nearly so fine as those that John and Fred had brought
+home. Now she was tired of the dusty road, and she would go home by the
+beach. So saying, Edith turned resolutely towards a stile, which led
+across some fields to the sea shore, and not all Emilie's entreaties
+could divert her from her purpose.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Edith, dear! we shall be late, very late! as it is we have been out too
+long, come back, pray do;&quot; but Edith was resolute, and ran on. Emilie,
+who knew her pupil's self-will over a German lesson, although she had
+little experience of her temper in other matters, was beginning to
+despair of persuading her, and spoke yet more earnestly and firmly,
+though still kindly and gently, but in vain. Edith had jumped over the
+stile, and was on her way to the cliff, when her course was arrested by
+an old sailor, who was sitting on a bench near the gangway leading to
+the shore. He had heard the conversation between the governess and her
+headstrong pupil, as he smoked his pipe on this favourite seat, and
+playfully caught hold of the skirt of the young lady's frock, as she
+passed, to Edith's great indignation.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Now, Miss, I could not, no, that I could'nt, refuse any one who asked
+me so pretty as that lady did you. If she had been angry, and commanded
+you back, why bad begets bad, and tit for tat you know, and I should
+not so much have wondered: but, Miss, you should not vex her. No, don't
+be angry with an old man, I have seen so much of the evils of young
+folks taking their own way. Look here, young lady,&quot; said the weather
+beaten sailor, as he pointed to a piece of crape round his hat; &quot;this
+comes of being fond of one's own way.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Edith was arrested, and approached the stile, on the other side of which
+Emilie Schomberg still leant, listening to the fisherman's talk with her
+pupil.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You see, Miss,&quot; said he, &quot;I have brought her round, she were a little
+contrary at first, but the squall is over, and she is going home your
+way. Oh, a capital good rule, that of your's, Miss!&quot; &quot;What,&quot; said Emilie
+smiling, &quot;Why, that 'soft answer,' that kind way. I see a good deal of
+the ways of nurses with children, ah, and of governesses, and mothers,
+and fathers too, as I sit about on the sea shore, mending my nets. I
+ain't fit for much else now, you see, Miss, though I have seen a deal of
+service, and as I sit sometimes watching the little ones playing on the
+sand, and with the shingle, I keep my ears open, for I can't bear to see
+children grieved, and sometimes I put in a word to the nurse maids.
+Bless me! to see how some of 'em whip up the children in the midst of
+their play. Neither with your leave, nor by your leave; 'here, come
+along, you dirty, naughty boy, here's a wet frock! Come, this minute,
+you tiresome child, it's dinner time.' Now that ain't what I call fair
+play, Miss. I say you ought to speak civil, even to a child; and then,
+the crying, and the shaking, and the pulling up the gangway. Many and
+many is the little squaller I go and pacify, and carry as well as I can
+up the cliff: but I beg pardon, Miss, hope I don't offend. Only I was
+afraid, Miss there was a little awkward, and would give you trouble.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Indeed,&quot; said Emilie, &quot;I am much obliged to you; where do you live?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I live,&quot; said the old man, &quot;I may say, a great part of my life, under
+the sky, in summer time, but I lodge with my son, and he lives between
+this and Brooke. In winter time, since the rheumatics has got hold of
+me, I am drawn to the fire side, but my son's wife, she don't take after
+him, bless him. She's a bit of a spirit, and when she talks more than I
+like, why I wish myself at sea again, for an angry woman's tongue is
+worse than a storm at sea, any day; if it was'nt for the children, bless
+'em, I should not live with 'em, but I am very partial to them.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well, we must say good night, now,&quot; said Emilie, &quot;or we shall be late
+home; I dare say we shall see you on the shore some day; good night.&quot;
+&quot;Good night to you, ma'am; good night, young lady; be friends, won't
+you?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Edith's hand was given, but it was not pleasant to be conquered, and she
+was a little sullen on the way home. They parted at the door of Edith's
+house. Edith went in, to join a cheerful family in a comfortable and
+commodious room; Emilie, to a scantily furnished, and shabbily genteel
+apartment, let to her and a maiden aunt by a straw bonnet maker in the
+town.</p>
+
+<p>We will peep at her supper table, and see if Miss Edith were quite right
+in supposing that Emilie Schomberg had nothing to put her out.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;">
+<a name="CHAPTER_SECOND"></a><h2>CHAPTER SECOND.</h2>
+
+<p>THE SOFT ANSWER.</p>
+<br>
+
+<p>An old lady was seated by a little ricketty round table, knitting;
+knitting very fast. Surely she did not always knit so fast, Germans are
+great knitters it is true, but the needles made quite a noise&mdash;click,
+click, click&mdash;against one another. The table was covered with a
+snow-white cloth. By her side was a loaf called by bakers and
+housekeepers, crusty; the term might apply either to the loaf or the old
+lady's temper. A little piece of cheese stood on a clean plate, and a
+crab on another, a little pat of butter on a third, and this, with a jug
+of water, formed the preparation for the evening meal of the aunt and
+niece. Emilie went up to her aunt, gaily, with her bunch of primroses in
+her hand, and addressing her in the German language, begged her pardon
+for keeping supper waiting. The old lady knitted faster than ever,
+dropped a stitch, picked it up, looked out of the window, and cleared
+up, not her temper, but her throat; click, click went the needles, and
+Emilie looked concerned.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Aunt, dear,&quot; she said, &quot;shall we sit down to supper?&quot; &quot;My appetite is
+gone, Emilie, I thank you.&quot; &quot;I am really sorry, aunt, but you know you
+are so kind, you wish me to take plenty of exercise, and I was detained
+to-night. Miss Parker and I stayed chattering to an old sailor. It was
+very thoughtless, pray excuse me. But now aunt, dear, see this fine
+crab, you like crabs; old Peter Varley sent it to you, the old man you
+knitted the guernsey for in the winter.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>No,&mdash;old Miss Schomberg was not to be brought round. Crabs were very
+heavy things at night, very indigestible things, she wondered at Emilie
+thinking she could eat them, so subject as she was to spasms, too.
+Indeed she could eat no supper. She was very dull and not well, so
+Emilie sat down to her solitary meal. She did not go on worrying her
+aunt to eat, but she watched for a suitable opening, for the first
+indication indeed, of the clearing up for which she hoped, and though
+it must be confessed some such thoughts as &quot;how cross and unreasonable
+aunt is,&quot; did pass through her mind, she gave them no utterance.
+Emilie's mind was under good discipline, she had learned to forbear in
+love, and for the exercise of this virtue, she had abundant opportunity.</p>
+
+<p>Poor Emilie! she had not always been a governess, subject to the trials
+of tuition; she had not always lived in a little lodging without the
+comforts and joys of family and social intercourse.</p>
+
+<p>Her father had failed in business, in Frankfort, and when Emilie was
+about ten years of age, he had come over to England, and had gained his
+living there by teaching his native language. He had been dead about a
+twelve-month, and Emilie, at the age of twenty-one, found herself alone
+in the world, in England at least, with the exception of the old German
+aunt, to whom I have introduced you, and who had come over with her
+brother, from love to him and his motherless child. She had a very small
+independence, and when left an orphan, the kind old aunt, for kind she
+was, in spite of some little infirmities of temper, persisted in sharing
+with her her board and lodging, till Emilie, who was too active and
+right minded to desire to depend on her for support, sought employment
+as a teacher.</p>
+
+<p>The seaport town of L----, in the south of England, whither Emilie and
+her father had gone in the vain hope of restoring his broken health,
+offered many advantages to our young German mistress. She had had a good
+solid education. Her father, who was a scholar, had taught her, and had
+taught her well, so that besides her own language, she was able to teach
+Latin and French, and to instruct, as the advertisements say, &quot;in the
+usual branches of English education.&quot; She was musical, had a fine ear
+and correct taste, and accordingly met with pupils without much
+difficulty. In the summer months especially she was fully employed.
+Families who came for relaxation were, nevertheless, glad to have their
+daughters taught for a few hours in the week; and you may suppose that
+Emilie Schomberg did not lead an idle life. For remuneration she fared,
+as alas teachers do fare, but ill. The sum which many a gentleman freely
+gives to his butler or valet, is thought exorbitant, nay, is rarely
+given to a governess, and Emilie, as a daily governess, was but poorly
+paid.</p>
+
+<p>The expenses of her father's long illness and funeral were heavy, and
+she was only just out of debt; therefore, with the honesty and
+independence of spirit that marked her, she lived carefully and frugally
+at the little rooms of Miss Webster, the straw bonnet maker, in High
+Street.</p>
+
+<p>From what I have told you already, you will easily perceive that Emilie
+was accustomed to command her temper; she had been trained to do this
+early in life. Her father, who foresaw for his child a life dependent on
+her character and exertion, a life of labour in teaching and governing
+others, taught Emilie to govern herself. Never was an only child less
+spoiled than she; but she was ruled in love. She knew but one law, that
+of kindness, and it made her a good subject.</p>
+
+<p>Many were the sensible lessons that the good man gave her, as leaning on
+her strong arm he used to pace up and down the grassy slopes which
+bordered the sea shore. &quot;Look, Emilie,&quot; he would say, &quot;look at that
+governess marshalling her scholars out. Do they look happy? think you
+that they obey that stern mistress out of <i>love</i>? Listen, she calls to
+them to keep their ranks and not to talk so loud. What unhappy faces
+among them! Emilie, my child, you may keep school some day; oh, take
+care and gain the love of the young ones, I don't believe there is any
+other successful government, so I have found it.&quot; &quot;With me, ah yes,
+papa!&quot; &quot;With you, my child, and with all my scholars; I had little
+experience as a teacher, when first it pleased God to make me dependent
+on my own exertions as such, but I found out the secret. Gain your
+pupils' love, Emilie, and a silken thread will draw them; without that
+love, cords will not drag, scourges will scarcely drive them.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Emilie found this advice of her father's rather hard to follow now and
+then. Her first essay in teaching was in Mrs. Parker's family. Edith was
+to &quot;be finished.&quot; And now poor Emilie found that there was more to teach
+Edith than German and French, and that there was more difficulty in
+teaching her to keep her temper than her voice in tune. Edith was
+affectionate, but self-willed and irritable. Her mamma's treatment had
+not tended to improve her in this respect. Mrs. Parker had bad health,
+and said she had bad spirits. She was a kind, generous, and affectionate
+woman, but was always in trouble. In trouble with her chimneys because
+they smoked; in trouble with her maids who did not obey her; and worst
+of all in trouble with herself; for she had good sense and good
+principle, but she had let her temper go too long undisciplined, and it
+was apt to break forth sometimes against those she loved, and would
+cause her many bitter tears and self-upbraidings.</p>
+
+<p>She took an interest in the poor German master, for she was a benevolent
+woman, and cheered his dying bed by promising to assist his daughter.
+She even offered to take her into her family; but this could not be
+thought of. Good aunt Agnes had left her country for the sake of
+Emilie&mdash;Emilie would not desert her aunt now.</p>
+
+<p>The scene at the supper table was not an uncommon one, but Emilie was
+frequently more successful in winning aunt Agnes to a smile than on this
+occasion. &quot;Perhaps I tried too much; perhaps I did not try enough,
+perhaps I tried in the wrong way,&quot; thought Emilie, as she received her
+aunt's cold kiss, and took up her bed room candle to retire for the
+night. When aunt Agnes said good night, it was so very distantly, so
+very unkindly, that an angry demand for explanation almost rose to
+Emilie's lips, and though she did not utter it, she said her good night
+coldly and stiffly too, and thus they parted. But when Emilie opened the
+Bible that night, her eye rested on the words, &quot;Be ye kind one to
+another, tender-hearted, forgiving one another, as God for Christ's sake
+hath forgiven you,&quot; then Emilie could not rest. She did not forgive her
+aunt; she felt that she did not; but Emilie was <i>human</i>, and human
+nature is proud. &quot;I did nothing to offend her,&quot; reasoned pride, &quot;it was
+only because I was out a little late, and I said I was sorry and I tried
+to bring her round. Ah well, it will all be right to-morrow; it is no
+use to think of it now,&quot; and she prepared to kneel down to pray. Just
+then her eye rested on her father's likeness; she remembered how he used
+to say, when she was a child and lisped her little prayer at his knee,
+&quot;Emilie, have you any unkind thoughts to any one? Do you feel at peace
+with all? for God says, 'When thou bringest thy gift before the altar,
+and there rememberest that thy brother hath aught against thee, leave
+there thy gift before the altar, <i>first</i> be reconciled to thy brother,
+and <i>then</i> go and offer thy gift.'&quot; On one or two occasions had Emilie
+arisen, her tender conscience thus appealed to, and thrown her arms
+round her nurse's or her aunt's neck, to beg their forgiveness for some
+little offence committed by her and forgotten perhaps by them, and would
+then kneel down and offer up her evening prayer. So Emilie hushed
+pride's voice, and opening her door, crossed the little passage to her
+aunt's sleeping room, and putting her arm round her neck fondly said,
+&quot;Dear aunt!&quot; It was enough, the good old lady hugged her lovingly. &quot;Ah,
+Emilie dear, I am a cross old woman, and thou art a dear good child.
+Bless thee!&quot; In half an hour after the inmates of the little lodging in
+High Street were sound asleep, at peace with one another, and at peace
+with God.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;">
+<a name="CHAPTER_THIRD"></a><h2>CHAPTER THIRD.</h2>
+
+<p>THE LESSON AT THE COTTAGE.</p>
+<br>
+
+<p>Edith was very busily searching for corallines and sea weeds, a few days
+after the evening walk recorded in our first chapter. She was alone, for
+her two sisters had appeared more than usually confidential and
+unwilling for her company, and her dear teacher was engaged that
+afternoon at the Young Ladies' Seminary, so she tried to make herself
+happy in her solitary ramble. A boat came in at this moment, and the
+pleasant shout of the boatmen's voices, and the grating of the little
+craft as it landed on the pebbly shore, attracted the young lady's
+notice, and she stood for a few moments to watch the proceedings.
+Amongst those on shore, who had come to lend a hand in pulling the boat
+in, Edith thought that she recognised a face, and on a little closer
+inspection she saw it was old Joe Murray, who had stopped her course to
+the beach a few evenings before. She did not wish to encounter Joe, so
+slipping behind the blue jacketed crowd, she walked quickly forwards,
+but Joe followed her.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Young lady,&quot; he said, &quot;if you are looking for corallines, you can't do
+better than ask your papa some fine afternoon, to drive you as far as
+Sheldon, and you'll find a sight of fine weeds there, as I know, for my
+boy, my poor boy I lost, I mean,&quot; said he, again touching the rusty
+crape on his hat, &quot;my boy was very curious in those things, and had
+quite a museum of 'em at home.&quot; How could Edith stand against such an
+attack? It was plain that the old man wanted to make peace with her,
+and, cheerfully thanking him, she was moving on, but the old boots
+grinding the shingle, were again heard behind her, and turning round,
+she saw Joe at her heels.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Miss, I don't know as I ought to have stopped you that night. I am a
+poor old fisherman, and you are a young lady, but I meant no harm, and
+for the moment only did it in a joke.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh, dear,&quot; said Edith, &quot;don't think any more about it, I was very
+cross that night, and you were quite right, I should have got Miss
+Schomberg into sad trouble if I had gone that way. As it was, I was out
+too late. Have you lost a son lately, said Edith, I heard you say you
+had just now? Was he drowned?&quot; inquired the child, kindly looking up
+into Joe's face.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes Miss, he was drowned,&quot; said Joe, &quot;he came by his death very sadly.
+Will you please, Miss, to come home with me, and I will shew you his
+curiosities, and if you please to take a fancy to any, I'm sure you are
+very welcome. I don't know any good it does me to turn 'em over, and
+look at them as I do times and often, but somehow when we lose them we
+love, we hoard up all they loved. He had a little dog, poor Bob had, a
+little yapping thing, and I never took to the animal, 'twas always
+getting into mischief, and gnawing the nets, and stealing my fish, and I
+used often to say, 'Bob, my boy, I love you but not your dog. No, that
+saying won't hold good now. I can't love that dog of yours. Sell it,
+boy&mdash;give it away&mdash;get rid of it some how.' All in good part, you know,
+Miss, for I never had any words with him about it. And now Bob is
+gone&mdash;do you know, Miss, I love that dumb thing with the sort of love I
+should love his child, if he had left me one. If any one huffs Rover, (I
+ain't a very huffish man,) but I can tell you I shew them I don't like
+it, I let the creature lay at my feet at night, and I feed him myself
+and fondle him for the sake of him who loved him so. And you may depend
+Miss, the dog knows his young master is gone, and the way he is gone
+too, for I could not bring him on the shore for a long while, but he
+would set up such a howl as would rend your heart to hear. And that made
+me love the poor thing I can tell you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But how did it happen?&quot; softly asked Edith.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Why Miss it ain't at all an extraordinary way in which he met his
+death. It was in this way. He was very fond of me, poor boy, but he
+liked his way better than my way too often. And may be I humoured him a
+little too much. He was my Benjamin, you must know Miss, for his mother
+died soon after he was born. Sure enough I made an idol of the lad, and
+we read somewhere in the Bible, Miss, that 'the idols he will utterly
+abolish.' But I don't like looking at the sorrow that way neither. I
+would rather think that 'whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth.' Well,
+Miss, like father like son. My boy loved the sea, as was natural he
+should, but he was too venturesome; I used often to say, 'Bob, the
+oldest sailor living can't rule the waves and winds, and if you are such
+a mad cap as to go out sailing in such equally weather on this coast, as
+sure as you are alive you will repent it.' He and some young chaps
+hereabouts, got such a wonderful notion of sailing, and though I have
+sailed many and many a mile, in large vessels and small, I always hold
+to it that it is ticklish work for the young and giddy. Why sometimes
+you are on the sea, Miss, ah, as calm as it is now&mdash;all in peace and
+safety&mdash;a squall comes, and before you know what you are about you are
+capsized. I had told him this, and he knew it, Miss, but he got a good
+many idle acquaintances, as I told you, and they tempted him often to do
+bold reckless things such as boys call brave.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It was one morning at the end of September, Bob says to me, 'Father, we
+are going to keep my birthday; I am sixteen to-day,' and so he was,
+bless him, sixteen the very day he died. 'We are going to keep my
+birthday,' says he, 'Newton, and Somers, and Franklin, and I, we are all
+going to Witton,' that is the next town, Miss, as you may know, 'we are
+going to have a sail there, and dine at grandmother's, and home again at
+night, eh Father.' 'Bob,' says I, 'I can't give my consent; that
+ticklish sailing boat of young Woods' requires wiser heads and steadier
+hands than your's to manage. You know my opinion of sailing, and you
+won't grieve me, I hope, by going.' I might have told him, but I did
+not, that I did not like the lads he was going with, but I knew that
+would only make him angry, and do no good just as his heart was set upon
+a frolic with them, so I said nought of that, but I tried to win him,
+(that's my way with the young ones,) though I failed this time; go he
+would, and he would have gone, let me have been as angry as you please.
+But I have this comfort, that no sharp words passed my lips that day,
+and no bitter ones his. I saw he was set on the frolic, and I hoped no
+harm would come of it. How I watched the sky that day, Miss, no mortal
+knows; how I started when I saw a sea gull skim across the waves! how I
+listened for the least sound of a squall! Snap was just as fidgetty
+seemingly, and we kept stealing down to the beach, long before it was
+likely they should be back. As I stood watching there in the evening,
+where I knew they would land, I saw young Newton's mother; she pulled me
+by my sleeve, anxious like, and said, 'What do you think of the weather
+Joe?' 'Why, Missis,' said I, 'there is an ugly look about the sky, but I
+don't wish to frighten you; please God they'll soon be home, for Bob
+promised to be home early.'&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well, Miss, there we stood, the waves washing our feet, till it grew
+dark, and then I could stand it no longer. I said to the poor mother,
+'keep a good heart,' but I had little hope myself, God knows, and off I
+made for Witton. Well, they had not been there, I found the grandmother
+had seen nothing of them. They were picked up a day or so after, all
+four of them washed up by the morning tide; their boat had drifted no
+one knows where, and no one knows how it happened; but I suppose they
+were driven out by the fresh breeze that sprung up, and not knowing how
+to manage the sails, they were capsized.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;There they all lay. Miss, in the churchyard. It was a solemn sight, I
+can tell you, to see those four coffins, side by side, in the church.
+They were all strong hearty lads, and all under seventeen. I go and sit
+on his grave sometimes, and spell over all I said, and all he said that
+day; and glad enough I am, that I can remember neither cross word nor
+cross look. Ah, my lady, I should remember it if it had been so. We
+think we are good fathers and good friends to them we love while they
+are alive, but as soon as we lose 'em, all the kindness we ever did them
+seems little enough, while all the bad feelings we had, and sharp words
+we spoke, come up to condemn us.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>By this time they had reached the fisherman's cottage; it was prettily
+situated, as houses on the south coast often are, under the shadow of a
+fine over-hanging cliff. Masses of rock, clad with emerald green, were
+scattered here and there, and the thriving plants in the little garden,
+gave evidence of the mildness of the air in those parts, though close
+upon the sea. The cottage was very low, but white and cheerful looking
+outside, and as clean and trim within as a notable and stirring woman
+could make it. Joe's daughter-in-law, the same described by Joe the
+other evening as the woman of a high spirit, was to-day absent on an
+errand to the town; and Edith, who loved children, stopped at the
+threshold to notice two or three little curly-headed prattlers, who were
+playing together at grotto making, an amusement which cost grandfather
+many a half-penny. Some dispute seemed to have arisen at the moment of
+their entrance between the young builders, for a good-humoured,
+plain-looking girl, of twelve, the nursemaid of the baby, and the
+care-taker of four other little ones, was trying to pacify the
+aggrieved. In vain&mdash;little Susy was in a great passion, and with her
+tiny foot kicked over the grotto, the result of several hours' labour;
+first, in searching on the shore for shells and pebbles, and secondly,
+in its erection. Then arose such a shriek and tumult amongst the
+children, as those only can conceive who know what a noise disappointed
+little creatures, from three to seven years old, can make. They all set
+upon Susy, &quot;naughty, mischievous, tiresome,&quot; were among the words. The
+quiet looking girl, who had been trying to settle the dispute, now
+interfered again. She led Susy away gently, but firmly, into another
+part of the garden, where spying her grandfather, she took the unwilling
+and ashamed little girl for him to deal with, and ran hack to the crying
+children and ruined grotto.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh, hush! dears, pray hush,&quot; said Sarah, beginning to pick up the
+shells, &quot;we will soon build it up again.&quot; This they all declared
+impossible, and cried afresh, but Sarah persevered, and quietly went on
+piling up the shells, till at last one little mourner took up her coarse
+pinafore and wiping her eyes, said, &quot;Sarah does it very nicely.&quot; The
+grotto rose beautifully, and at last they were all quiet and happy
+again; all but poor Susy, who, seeing herself excluded, kept up a
+terrible whine. &quot;I wonder if Susan is sorry,&quot; said Sarah. &quot;Not she, not
+she, don't ask her here again,&quot; said they all. &quot;Why not,&quot; said the
+grandfather, who having walked about with Susy awhile, and talked
+gravely to her, appeared to have brought about a change in her temper?
+&quot;Why because she will knock it down again the first time any thing puts
+her out.&quot; &quot;Won't you try her?&quot; said Sarah, pleadingly; but they still
+said &quot;No! no!&quot; &quot;Don't you mind the day, Dick,&quot; said Sarah, &quot;when you
+pulled grandfather's new net all into the mud, and tangled his twine,
+and spoilt him a whole day's work?&quot; &quot;Yes,&quot; said Dick. &quot;Ah, and don't
+you mind, too, when he went out in the boat next day, and you asked to
+go with him, just as if nothing had happened, and you had done no harm,
+he said, 'ah, Dick, if I were to mind what <i>revenge</i> says, I would not
+take you with me; you have injured me very much, but I'll mind what
+<i>love</i> says, and that tells me to return good for evil?'&quot; &quot;Yes,&quot; says
+Dick. &quot;Do you think you could have hurt any thing of grandfather's after
+that?&quot; &quot;No,&quot; said Dick, &quot;but I did not do it in a rage, as Susy did.&quot;
+&quot;You did mischief, though,&quot; said Sarah; &quot;but I want Susy to give over
+going into these rages. I want to cure her. Beating her does no good,
+mother says that herself; wont you all try and help to cure Susy?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>These children were not angels. I am writing of children as they are you
+know, and though they yielded, it was rather sullenly, and little Susan
+was given to understand that she was not a very welcome addition. Susy
+kept very close to Sarah, sobbing and heaving, till the children seeing
+her subdued, made more room for her, and her smile returned. Now the
+law of kindness prevailed, and when the time came to run down to the
+shore for some more shells, to replace those that had been broken, Susy,
+at Sarah's hint, ran first and fastest, and brought her little pinafore
+fullest of all. Edith watched all this, and her good old mentor was
+willing that she should. &quot;I suppose you have taught them this way of
+settling disputes,&quot; said Edith to Joe. &quot;I, oh no, Miss, I can't take all
+the credit. Sarah, there, she has taken to me very much since my Bob
+died, and she said to me the day of his funeral, when her heart was soft
+and tender-like, 'Grandfather, tell me what I can do to comfort you.'
+'Oh, child,' says I, 'my grief is too deep for you to touch, but you are
+a kind girl, I'll tell you what to do to-night. Leave me alone, and, oh,
+try and make the children quiet, for my head aches as bad as my heart.
+Sally.'&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Then Sarah tried that day and the next, but found it hard work; the
+boys quarrelled and fought, and the little once scratched and cried, and
+their mother came and beat one or two of the worst, but all did no good.
+There was no peace till bed time; still I encouraged her and told her,
+you know, about 'a soft answer turning away wrath,' and since that
+time, she has less often given railing for railing; and has not huffed
+and worried them, as elder sisters are apt to do. She is a good girl, is
+Sarah, but here comes the Missis home from market.&quot; &quot;The Missis&quot;
+certainly did not look very sweet, and her heavy load had heated her.
+She did not welcome Edith pleasantly, which, the old man observing, led
+her away to a little room he occupied at the back of the cottage, and
+showed her the corallines.</p>
+
+<p>Edith saw plainly that though the poor father offered her any of them
+she liked to take, he suffered in parting with them, so calling Dick and
+Mary, she asked if they would hunt for some for her, like those in
+grandfather's stores. They consented joyfully, and Edith promising often
+to come and see the old man, ran down the cliff briskly, and hastened
+home. She thought a good deal as she walked, and asked herself if she
+should have had the patience and the gentleness of that poor cottage
+girl; if she should have soothed Susy, and comforted Dick and Mary; if
+she should have troubled herself to kneel down in the broiling sun and
+build up a few trumpery shells into a grotto, to be upset and destroyed
+presently. She came to the conclusion that for good, pleasant, prettily
+behaved children, she might have done so, but for shrieking, passionate,
+quarrelsome little things as they appeared to her then, she certainly
+should not. She felt humbled at the contrast between herself and Sarah;
+and when she arrived at home, for the first time, perhaps, in her life,
+she patiently bore her mamma's reproaches for being so late, and for the
+impropriety of walking away from her sisters, no one knew where. She was
+not yet quite skilled enough in the art of peace, to give the &quot;soft
+answer;&quot; but her silence and quietness turned away Mrs. Parker's wrath,
+and after dinner, Edith prepared herself for the visit of her dear
+Emilie.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;">
+<a name="CHAPTER_FOURTH"></a><h2>CHAPTER FOURTH.</h2>
+
+<p>THE HOLIDAYS.</p>
+<br>
+
+<p>Mrs. Parker and her two elder daughters were going to pay a visit to
+town this summer, and as Edith was not thought old enough to accompany
+them, Mrs. Parker resolved to ask Emilie to take charge of her. The only
+difficulty was how to dispose of aunt Agnes; aunt Agnes wishing them to
+believe that she did not mind being alone, but all the while minding it
+very much. At last it occurred to Emilie that perhaps Mrs. Crosse, at
+the farm in Edenthorpe, a few miles off, would, if she knew of the
+difficulty, ask aunt Agnes there for a few weeks. Mrs. Crosse and aunt
+Agnes got on so wonderfully well together, and as she had often been
+invited, the only thing now was to get her in the mind to go. This was
+effected in due time, and Mr. Crosse came up to the lodgings for her and
+her little box, in his horse and gig, on the very evening that Emilie
+was to go the Parkers', to be installed as housekeeper and governess in
+the lady's absence. Edith had come to see the dear old aunt off; and now
+re-entered the lodgings to help Emilie to collect her things, and to
+settle with Miss Webster for the lodgings, before her departure. Miss
+Webster had met with a tenant for six weeks, and was in very good
+spirits, and very willing to take care of the Schombergs' goods, which,
+to tell the truth, were not likely to oppress her either in number or
+value, with the exception of one cherished article, one relic of former
+days&mdash;a good semi-grand piano, which M. Schomberg had purchased for his
+daughter, about a year before his death. Miss Webster looked very much
+confused as Emilie bade her good-bye, and said&mdash;&quot;Miss Schomberg, you
+have not, I see, left your piano unlocked.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No,&quot; said Emilie, &quot;certainly I have not; I did not suppose----&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Why,&quot; replied Miss Webster, &quot;the lodgers, seeing a piano, will be sure
+to ask for the key, Miss, and to be sure you wo'nt object.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Emilie hesitated. Did she remember the time when Miss Webster, indignant
+at Emilie for being a fortnight behind-hand in her weekly rent, refused
+to lend a sofa for her dying father, without extra pay? Did she recall
+the ill-made slops, the wretched attendance to which this selfish woman
+treated them during the pressure of poverty and distress? Emilie was
+human, and she remembered all. She knew, moreover, that Miss Webster
+would make a gain of her instrument, and that it might suffer from six
+weeks' rough use. She stood twisting some straw plait that lay on the
+counter, in her fingers, and then coolly saying she would consider of
+it, walked out of the shop with Edith, her bosom swelling with
+conflicting feelings. The slight had been to her <i>father</i>&mdash;to her dear
+dead father&mdash;she could not love Miss Webster, nor respect her&mdash;she could
+not oblige her. She felt so now, however, and despised the meanness of
+the lodging-house keeper, in making the request.</p>
+
+<p>Edith was by her side in good spirits, though she was to miss the London
+journey. Not every young lady would be so content to remain all the
+holiday-time with the governess; but Edith loved her governess. Happy
+governess, to be loved by her pupil!</p>
+
+<p>Mrs. Parker received Emilie very kindly: she was satisfied that her
+dear child would be happy in her absence, and she knew enough of Emilie,
+she said, to believe that she would see that Mr. Parker had his meals
+regularly and nicely served, and that the servants did not rob or run
+away, or the boys put their dirty feet on the sofa, or bright fender
+tops, or lead Edith into mischief; in short, the things that Emilie was
+to see to were so numerous, that it would have required more eyes than
+she possessed, and far more vigilance and experience than she lay claim
+to, to fulfill all Mrs. Parker's desires.</p>
+
+<p>Amidst all the talking and novelty of her new situation, however, Emilie
+was absent and thoughtful; she was dispirited, and yet she was not
+subject to low spirits either. There was a cause. She had a tender
+conscience&mdash;a conscience with which she was in the habit of conversing,
+and conscience kept whispering to her the words&mdash;&quot;What things soever ye
+would that men should do unto you, do ye also to them.&quot; In vain she
+tried to silence this monitor, and at last she asked to withdraw for a
+few minutes, and scribbled a hasty note to Miss Webster; the first she
+wrote was as follows:&mdash;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Dear Miss W.&mdash;I enclose the key of the pianoforte. I should have
+acceded to your request, only I remembered standing on that very spot,
+by that very counter, a year ago, petitioning hard for the loan of a
+sofa for my dying father, who, in his feverish and restless state,
+longed to leave the bed for awhile. I remembered that, and I could not
+feel as if I could oblige you; but I have thought better of it, and beg
+you will use the piano.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yours truly,</p>
+
+<p>&quot;EMILIE SCHOMBERG.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She read the note before folding it, however; and somehow it did not
+satisfy her. She crumpled it up, took a turn or two in the room, and
+then wrote the following:&mdash;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Dear Miss Webster&mdash;I am sorry that I for a moment hesitated to lend you
+my piano. It was selfish, and I hope you will excuse the incivility. I
+enclose the key, and as your lodgers do not come in until to-morrow, I
+hope the delay will not have inconvenienced you.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Believe me, yours truly,</p>
+
+<p>&quot;EMILIE SCHOMBERG.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Having sealed her little note, she asked Mrs. Parker's permission to
+send it into High Street, and Emilie Schomberg was herself again. You
+will see, by-and-bye, how Emilie returned Miss Webster's selfishness in
+a matter yet more important than the loan of the piano. It would have
+been meeting evil with evil had she retaliated the mean conduct of her
+landlady. She would undoubtedly have done so, had she yielded to the
+impulses of her nature; but &quot;how then could I have prayed,&quot; said Emilie,
+&quot;forgive me my trespasses as I forgive them that trespass against me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The travellers set off early in the morning, and now began the holiday
+of both governess and pupil. They loved one another so well that the
+prospect of six weeks' close companionship was irksome to neither; but
+Emilie had not a holiday of it altogether. Miss Edith was exacting and
+petulant at times, even with those she loved, and she loved none better
+than Emilie. Fred, the tormenting brother of whom Edith had spoken in
+her list of troubles in our first chapter, was undeniably troublesome;
+and the three maid-servants set themselves from the very first to resist
+the governess's temporary authority; so we are wrong in calling these
+Emilie's holidays. She had not, indeed, undertaken the charge very
+willingly; but Mrs. Parker had befriended her in extremity, and she
+loved Edith dearly, notwithstanding much in her that was not loveable,
+so she armed herself for the conflict, and cheerfully and humbly
+commenced her new duties.</p>
+
+<p>Fred and his elder brother John were at home for the holidays; they were
+high-spirited lads of fourteen and fifteen years of age, and were
+particularly fond of teasing both their elder sisters and little Edith;
+a taste, by-the-bye, by no means peculiar to the Master Parkers, but one
+which we cannot admire, nevertheless.</p>
+
+<p>The two boys, with Emilie and Edith, were on their way to pay aunt Agnes
+a little visit, having received from Mrs. Crosse, at the farm, a request
+for the honour of the young lady's company as well as that of her
+brothers. John and Frederick were to walk, and Emily and Edith were to
+go in the little pony gig. As they were leaving the town, Edith caught
+sight of John coming out of a shop which was a favourite resort of most
+of the young people and visitors of the town of L----. It was
+professedly a stationer's and bookseller's, and was kept by Mrs. Cox, a
+widow woman, who sold balls, fishing tackle, books, boats, miniature
+spades, barrows, garden tools, patent medicines, &amp;c., and who had
+lately increased her importance, in the eyes of the young gentlemen, by
+the announcement that various pyrotechnical wonders were to be obtained
+at her shop. There are few boys who have not at some time of their
+boyhood had a mania for pyrotechnics&mdash;in plain English,
+<i>fire-works</i>&mdash;and there are few parents, and parents' neighbours, who
+can say that they relish the smell of gunpowder on their premises.</p>
+
+<p>Mr. Parker had a particular aversion to amusements of the kind. He was
+an enemy to fishing, to cricketing, to boating; he was a very quiet,
+gentlemanly, dignified sort of man, and, although a kind father, had
+perhaps set up rather too high a standard of quietness and order and
+sedateness for his children. It is a curious fact, but one which it
+would be rather difficult to disprove, that children not unfrequently
+are the very opposites of their parents, in qualities such as I have
+described. Possibly they may not have been inculcated quite in the right
+manner; but that is not our business here.</p>
+
+<p>Edith guessed what her brothers were after, and told her suspicious to
+Emilie; but not until they were within sight of the farm-house. John
+and Fred, who had been a short cut across the fields, were in high glee
+awaiting their arrival, and assisted Edith and her friend to alight more
+politely than usual. Aunt Agnes was in ecstasies of delight to see her
+dear Emilie, and she caressed Edith most lovingly also. Edith liked the
+old lady, who had a fund of fairy tales, such as the German language is
+rich in. Often would Edith go and sit by the old lady as she knitted,
+and listen to the story of the &quot;Flying Trunk,&quot; or the &quot;Two Swans,&quot; with
+untiring interest; and old ladies of a garrulous turn like good
+listeners. So aunt Agnes called Edith a charming girl, and Edith, who
+had seldom seen aunt Agnes otherwise than conversable and pleasant,
+thought her a very nice old lady.</p>
+
+<p>Mrs. Crosse was extremely polite; and in the bustle of greeting, and
+putting up the pony, and aunt Agnes' questions, the fire-work affair was
+almost forgotten. When they all met at tea, the farmer, who had almost
+as great a horror of gunpowder as Mr. Parker&mdash;and in the vicinity of
+barns and stacks, with greater reason&mdash;declared he smelt a smell which
+he never tolerated in his house, and asked his boys if they had any
+about them. They denied it, but it was evident they knew something of
+the matter; and now Emilie's concern was very great.</p>
+
+<p>After tea she took John by the arm, and looking into his face, said, &quot;I
+am going to be very intrusive, Sir; I am not your governess, and I have
+no right to control you, but I wish to be your friend, and may I advise
+you? Don't take those fire-works out on Mr. Crosse's premises, you have
+no idea the mischief you might do. You could not have brought them to a
+worse place. Be persuaded, pray do, to give it up.&quot; John, thus appealed
+to, laughed heartily at Miss Schomberg's fears, said something not very
+complimentary about Miss S. speaking one word for the farmer's stack,
+and two for her own nerves, and made his escape to join his brother, and
+the two young farmers, who were delighted at the prospect of a frolic.</p>
+
+<p>What was to be done? The lads were gone out, and doubtless would send up
+their rockets and let off their squibs somewhere on the farm, which was
+a very extensive one. The very idea of fire-works would put aunt Agnes
+into a terrible state of alarm, so Emilie held her peace. To tell the
+farmer would, she knew, irritate him fearfully; and yet no time was to
+be lost. She was older than any of the party, and it was in reliance on
+her discretion that the visit had been permitted. She appealed to Edith,
+but Edith, who either had a little fancy to see the fire-works, or, who
+feared her brothers' ridicule, or who thought Emilie took too much upon
+herself, gave her no help in the matter.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well, Edith,&quot; said Emilie, when the farmer's wife left the room to make
+some preparation for a sumptuous supper, &quot;I have made up my mind what to
+do. I will not stay here if your brothers are to run any foolish risks
+with those fire-works. I will go home at once, and tell your papa, he
+will be in time to stop it; or I will apprise Mr. Crosse, and he can
+take what steps he pleases.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well, you will have a fine life of it, Miss Schomberg, if you tell any
+tales, I can tell you,&quot; said Edith, pettishly, &quot;and it really is no
+business of yours. They are not under your care if I am. Oh, let them
+be. Fred said he should let them off on the Langdale hills, far enough
+away from the farm.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>But Emilie was firm. She tied on her bonnet, and determined to make one
+more effort&mdash;it should be with Fred this time. She followed the track of
+the lads, having first inquired of a farm-boy which road they had taken,
+and as they had loitered, and she walked very fast, she soon overtook
+them. They were seated on a bank by the road-side, when she got up to
+them, and John was just displaying his treasures, squibs to make Miss
+Edith jump, Catherine wheels, roman candles, sky-rockets, and blue
+lights and crackers. The farmer's sons, Jerry and Tom, grinned
+delightedly. Emilie stood for a few moments irresolute; the boys were
+rude, and looked so daring&mdash;what should she say?</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Young gentlemen,&quot; she began; they all took off their hats in mock
+deference. &quot;A woman preaching, I declare.&quot; &quot;Go on. Madam, hear! hear!
+hear!&quot; said the young Crosses. &quot;Young gentlemen,&quot; continued Emilie, with
+emphasis, &quot;it is to <i>you</i> I am speaking. I am determined that those
+fire-works shall not be let off, if I can prevent it, on Mr. Crosse's
+premises. If you will not give up your intention, I shall walk to L&mdash;,
+and inform your father, and you know very well how displeased he will
+be.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Who says we are going to let them off on Mr. Crosse's premises?&quot; said
+Fred, fiercely. &quot;You are very interfering Miss Schomberg, will you go
+back to your our own business, and to little Edith.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I will go to L----, master Fred,&quot; said Emilie, firmly, but kindly. &quot;I
+shall be sorry to get you into trouble, and I would rather not take the
+walk, but I shall certainly do what I say if you persist.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The boys looked doubtfully at one another. Fred seemed a little disposed
+to yield, but to be conquered by his sister's governess was very
+humiliating. However, they knew from Edith's account that Emilie, though
+kind, was firm; and, therefore, after a little further altercation, they
+agreed not to send up the fire-works that night, but they promised her
+at the same time that she should not hear the last of it. They returned
+to the farm much out of humour, and having hidden them in the box of the
+pony gig, came in just in time for supper.</p>
+
+<p>The ride home was a silent one; Edith saw that her brothers were put
+out, and began to think she did not like Emilie Schomberg to live with
+at all. Emilie had done right, but she had a hard battle to fight; all
+were against her. No one likes to be contradicted, or as Fred said, to
+be managed. Emilie, however, went steadily on, speaking the truth, but
+speaking it in love, and acting always &quot;as seeing Him who is invisible.&quot;</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;">
+<a name="CHAPTER_FIFTH"></a><h2>CHAPTER FIFTH.</h2>
+
+<p>EDITH'S TRIALS.</p>
+<br>
+
+<p>&quot;Now, Emilie, what do you think of my life?&quot; said Edith, one day after
+she and Fred had had one of their usual squabbles. &quot;What do you think of
+Fred <i>now</i>?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I think, Edith, dear, that I would try and win him over to love and
+affection, and not thwart and irritate him as you do. Have you forgotten
+old Joe's maxim, 'a soft answer turneth away wrath?' but your grievous
+words too often stir up strife. You told me the other day, dear, how
+much the conduct of Sarah Murray pleased you; now you may act towards
+John and Fred as Sarah did to little Susy.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Edith shook her head. &quot;It is not in me, Emilie, I am afraid.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No, dear,&quot; said Emilie, &quot;you are right, it is not <i>in</i> you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well then what is the use of telling me to do things impossible?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I did not say impossible, Edith, did I?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No, but you say it is not in me to be gentle and all that, and I dare
+say it is not; but you don't get much the better thought of, gentle as
+you are. Miss Schomberg. John and Fred don't behave better to you than
+they do to me, so far as I see.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Edith, dear, you set out wrong in your attempts to do right,&quot; said
+Emily, kindly. &quot;It is not <i>in</i> you; it is not <i>in</i> any one by nature to
+be always gentle and kind. It is not in me I know. I was once a very
+petulant child, being an only one, and it was but by very slow process
+that I learned to govern myself, and I am learning it still.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>At this moment Fred came in, bearing in one hand a quantity of paper,
+and in another a book with directions for balloon making. &quot;Now Edith,
+you are a clever young lady,&quot; he began.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh, yes,&quot; said Edith, wrathfully, &quot;When it suits you, you can flatter.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No, but Edith, don't be cross, come! I want you to do me a service. I
+want you to cut me out this tissue paper into the shape of this
+pattern. I am going to send up a balloon to-morrow, and I can't cut it
+out, will you do it for me?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes, yes,&quot; said Emilie, &quot;we will do it together. Oh, come that is a
+nice job, Edith dear, I can help you in that,&quot; and Emilie cleared away
+her own work quick as thought, and asked Fred for particular directions
+how it was to be done, all this time trying to hide Edith's
+unwillingness to oblige her brother, and making it appear that Edith and
+she were of one mind to help him.</p>
+
+<p>Fred, who since the fire-work affair had treated Emilie somewhat rudely,
+and had on many occasions annoyed her considerably, looked in
+astonishment at Miss Schomberg. She saw his surprise and understood it.
+&quot;Fred,&quot; said she frankly, &quot;I know what you are thinking of, but let us
+be friends. Give me the gratification of helping you to this pleasure,
+since I hindered you of the other. You won't be too proud, will you, to
+have my help?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Fred coloured. &quot;Miss Schomberg,&quot; said he, &quot;I don't deserve it of you, I
+beg your pardon;&quot; and thus they were reconciled.</p>
+
+<p>Oh, it is not often in great things that we are called upon to show
+that we love our neighbour as ourselves. It is in the daily, hourly,
+exercise of little domestic virtues, that they who truly love God may be
+distinguished from those who love him not. It was not because Emilie was
+naturally amiable or naturally good that she was thus able to show this
+loving and forgiving spirit. She loved God, and love to him actuated
+her; she thus adorned the doctrine of her Saviour in all things. Young
+reader there is no such thing as a religion of words and feelings alone,
+it must be a religion of <i>acts</i>; a life of warfare against the sins that
+most easily beset you; a mortification of selfishness and pride, and a
+humble acknowledgment, when you have done your <i>very best</i>, that you are
+only unprofitable servants. Had you heard Emilie communing with her own
+heart, you would have heard no self gratulation. She was far from
+perfect even in the sight of man; in the sight of God she knew that in
+many things she offended.</p>
+
+<p>It is not a perfect character that I would present to you in Emilie
+Schomberg; but one who with all the weakness and imperfection of human
+nature, made the will of God her rule and delight. This is not natural,
+it is the habit of mind of those only who are created anew, new
+creatures in Christ Jesus.</p>
+
+<p>This you may be sure Emilie did not fail to teach her pupil; but a great
+many such lessons may be received into the head without one finding an
+entrance to the heart, and Edith was in the not very uncommon habit of
+looking on her faults in the light of misfortunes, just as any one might
+regard a deformed limb or a painful disorder. She was, indeed, too much
+accustomed to talk of her faults, and was a great deal too easy about
+them.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;My dear,&quot; Emilie would say after her confessions, &quot;I do not believe you
+see how sinful these things are, or surely you would not so very, very,
+often commit them.&quot; This was the real state of the case; and it may be
+said of all those who are in the habit of mere confessions, that they do
+not believe things to be so very bad, because they do not understand how
+very good and holy is the God against whom they sin. Edith had this to
+learn; books could not teach her this. She who taught her all else so
+well, could not teach her this; it was to be learned from a higher
+source still.</p>
+
+<p>Well, you are thinking, some of you, that this is a prosy chapter, but
+you must not skip it. It is just what Emily Schomberg would have said to
+you, if you had been pupils of hers. The end of reading is not, or ought
+not to be, mere amusement; so read a grave page now and then with
+attention and thoughtfulness.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;">
+<a name="CHAPTER_SIXTH"></a><h2>CHAPTER SIXTH.</h2>
+
+<p>EMILIE'S TRIALS.</p>
+<br>
+
+<p>The truth must be told of Emilie; she was not clever with her hands, and
+she was, nevertheless, a little too confident in her power of execution,
+so willing and anxious was she to serve you. The directions Fred gave
+her were far from clear; and after the paper was all cut and was to be
+pasted together, sorrowful to say, it would not do at all. Fred, in
+spite of his late apology was very angry, and seizing the scissors said
+he should know better another time than to ask Miss Schomberg to do what
+she did not understand. &quot;You have wasted my paper, too,&quot; said the boy,
+&quot;and my time in waiting for what I could better have done myself.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Emilie was very sorry, and she said so; but a balloon could not exactly
+be made out of her sorrow, and nothing short of a balloon would pacify
+Fred, that was plain. &quot;Must it be ready for to-morrow?&quot; she asked.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes, it <i>must</i>,&quot; he said. Three other boys were going to send up
+balloons. It was the Queen's coronation day, and he had promised to take
+a fourth balloon to the party; and the rehearsal of all this stirred up
+Fred's ire afresh, and he looked any thing but kind at Miss Schomberg.
+What was to be done? Edith suggested driving to the next market town to
+buy one; but her papa wanted the pony gig, so they could only sally
+forth to Mrs. Cox's for some more tissue paper, and begin the work
+again. This was very provoking to Edith.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;To have spent all the morning and now to be going to spend all the
+afternoon over a trumpery balloon, which you can't make after all, Miss
+Schomberg, is very tiresome, and I wanted to go to old Joe Murray's
+to-day and see if the children have picked me up any corallines.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am very sorry, dear, my carelessness should punish you; but don't
+disturb me by grumbling and I will try and get done before tea, and then
+we will go together.&quot; This time Emilie was more successful; she took
+pains to understand what was to be done, and the gores of her balloon
+fitted beautifully.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Now Edith, dear, ring for some paste,&quot; said Emilie, just as the clock
+struck four; Margaret answered the bell. Margaret was the housemaid, and
+so far from endeavouring in her capacity to overcome evil with good, she
+was perpetually making mischief and increasing any evil there might be,
+either in kitchen or parlour, by her mode of delivering a message. She
+would be sure to add her mite to any blame that she might hear, in her
+report to the kitchen, and thus, without being herself a bad or violent
+temper, was continually fomenting strife, and adding fuel to the fire of
+the cook, who was of a very choleric turn. The request for paste was
+civilly made and received, but Emilie unfortunately called Margaret back
+to say, &quot;Oh, ask cook, please, to make it stiffer than she did the last
+that we had for the kite; that did not prove quite strong.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Margaret took the message down and informed cook that &quot;Miss Schomberg
+did not think she knew how to make paste.&quot; &quot;Then let her come and make
+it herself,&quot; said cook. &quot;She wants to be cook I think; she had better
+come. I sha'nt make it. What is it for?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh,&quot; said Margaret, &quot;she is after some foreign filagree work of hers,
+that's all.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well, I'm busy now and I am not going to put myself out about it, she
+must wait.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Emilie did wait the due time, but as the paste did not come she went
+down for it. &quot;Is the paste ready, cook?&quot; she asked.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No, Miss Schomberg,&quot; was the short reply, and cook went on assiduously
+washing up her plates.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Will you be so kind as to make it, cook, for I want it particularly
+that it may have as much time as possible to dry.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Perhaps you will make it yourself then,&quot; was the gracious rejoinder.
+Emilie was not above making a little paste, and as she saw that
+something had put cook out, she willingly consented; but she did not
+know where to get either flour or saucepan, and cook and Margaret kept
+making signs and laughing, so that it was not very pleasant. She grew
+quite hot, as she had to ask first for a spoon, then for a saucepan,
+then for the flour and water; at last she modestly turned round and
+said, &quot;Cook, I really do not quite know how to make a little paste. I
+am ashamed to say it, but I have lived so long in lodgings that I see
+nothing of what is done in the kitchen. Will you tell or show me? I am
+very ignorant.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Her kind civil tone quite changed cook's, and she said, &quot;Oh, Miss, I'll
+make it, only you see, you shouldn't have said I didn't know how.&quot;
+Emilie explained, and the cook was pacified, and gave Miss Schomberg a
+good deal of gratuitous information during the process. How she did not
+like her place, and should not stay, and how she disliked her mistress,
+and plenty more&mdash;to which Emilie listened politely, but did not make
+much reply. She plainly perceived that cook wanted a very forbearing
+mistress, but she could not exactly tell her so. She merely said in her
+quaint quiet way, that every one had something to bear, and the paste
+being made, she left the kitchen.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well, I must say, Miss Schomberg has a nice way of speaking, which gets
+over you some how,&quot; said cook, &quot;I wish I had her temper.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>More than one in the kitchen mentally echoed that wish of cook's.</p>
+
+<p>The balloon went on beautifully, and was completed by seven o'clock.
+Fred was delighted when he came in to tea, and John no less so. All the
+rude speeches were forgotten, and Emilie was as sympathetic in her joy
+as an elder sister could have been. &quot;I don't know what you will do
+without Miss Schomberg,&quot; said Mr. Parker, as he sipped his tea.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She had better come and live with us,&quot; said Fred, &quot;and keep us all in
+order. I'm sure I should have no objection.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Emilie felt quite paid for the little self-denial she had exercised,
+when she found that her greatest enemy, he who had declared he would
+&quot;plague her to death, and pay her off for not letting them send up their
+fire-works,&quot; was really conquered by that powerful weapon, <i>love</i>.</p>
+
+<p>Fred had thought more than he chose to acknowledge of Emilie's kindness;
+he could not forget it. It was so different to the treatment he had met
+with from his associates generally. It made him ask what could be the
+reason of Emilie's conduct. She had nothing to get by it, that was
+certain, and Fred made up his mind to have some talk with Miss Schomberg
+on the subject the first time they were alone. He had some trials at
+school with a boy who was bent on annoying him, and trying to stir up
+his temper; perhaps the peacemaker might tell him how to deal with this
+lad. Fred was an impetuous boy, and now began to like Miss Schomberg as
+warmly as he had previously disliked her.</p>
+
+<p>On their way to old Joe's house that night, Emilie thought she would
+call in on Miss Webster, not having parted from her very warmly on the
+first night of the holidays. A fortnight of these holidays had passed
+away, and Emilie began to long for her quiet evenings, and to see dear
+aunt Agnes again. She looked quite affectionately up to the little
+sitting room window, where her geraniums stood, and even thought kindly
+of Miss Webster herself, to whom it was not quite so easy to feel
+genial. She entered the shop. The apprentice sate there at work, busily
+trimming a fine rice straw bonnet for the lodger within. She looked up
+joyously at Emilie's approach. She thought how often that kind German
+face had been to her like a sunbeam on a dull path; how often her
+musical voice had spoken words of counsel, and comfort, and sympathy,
+to her in her hard life. How she had pressed her hand when she (the
+apprentice) came home one night and told her, &quot;My poor mother is dead,&quot;
+and how she had said, &quot;We are both orphans now, Lucy. We can feel for
+one another.&quot; How she had taught her by example, often, and by word
+sometimes, not to answer again if any thing annoyed or irritated her,
+and in short how much Lucy had missed the young lady only Lucy could
+say.</p>
+
+<p>Emilie inquired for her mistress, but the words were scarcely out of her
+lips, than she said, &quot;Oh, Miss, she's so bad! She has scalt her foot,
+and is quite laid up, and the lodgers are very angry. They say they
+don't get properly attended to and so they mean to go. Dear me, there is
+such a commotion, but her foot is very had, poor thing, and I have to
+mind the shop, or I would wait upon her more; and the girl is very
+inattentive and saucy, so that I don't see what we are to do. Will you
+go and see Miss Webster, Miss?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Emilie cheerfully consented, leaving Edith with Lucy to learn straw
+plaiting, if she liked, and to listen to her artless talk. Lucy had less
+veneration for the name of Queen Victoria than for that of Schomberg.
+Emilie was to her the very perfection of human nature, and accordingly
+she sang her praises loud and long.</p>
+
+<p>On the sofa, the very sofa for which M. Schomberg had so longed, lay
+Miss Webster, the expression of her face manifesting the greatest pain.
+The servant girl had just brought up her mistress's tea, a cold,
+slopped, miserable looking mess. A slice of thick bread and butter, half
+soaked in the spilled beverage, was on a plate, and that a dirty one;
+and the tray which held the meal was offered to the poor sick woman so
+carelessly, that the contents were nearly shot into her lap. It was easy
+to see that love formed no part of Betsey's service of her mistress, and
+that she rendered every attention grudgingly and ill. Emilie went up
+cordially to Miss Webster, and was not prepared for the repulsive
+reception with which she met. She wondered what she could have said or
+done, except, indeed, in the refusal of the instrument, and that was
+atoned for. Emilie might have known, however, that nothing makes our
+manners so distant and cold to another, as the knowledge that we have
+injured or offended him. Miss Webster, in receiving Emilie's advances,
+truly was experiencing the truth of the scripture saying, that coals of
+fire should be heaped on her head.</p>
+
+<p>Poor Miss Webster! &quot;There! set down the tray, you may go, and don't let
+me see you in that filthy cap again, not fit to be touched with a pair
+of tongs; and don't go up to Mrs. Newson in that slipshod fashion, don't
+Betsey; and when you have taken up tea come here, I have an errand for
+you to go. Shut the door gently. Oh, dear! dear, these servants!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>This was so continually the lament of Miss Webster, that Emilie would
+not have noticed it, but that she appeared so miserable, and she
+therefore kindly said, &quot;I am afraid Betsey does not wait on you nicely,
+Miss Webster, she is so very young. I had no idea of this accident, how
+did it happen?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>How it happened took Miss Webster some time to tell. It happened in no
+very unusual manner, and the effect was a scalt foot, which she
+forthwith shewed Miss Schomberg. There was no doubt that it was a very
+bad foot, and Emilie saw that it needed a good nurse more than a good
+doctor. Mr. Parker was a medical man, and Emilie knew she should have no
+difficulty in obtaining that kind of assistance for her. But the
+nursing! Miss Webster was feverish and uneasy, and in such suffering
+that something must be done. At the sight of her pain all was forgotten,
+but that she was a fellow-creature, helpless and forsaken, and that she
+must be helped.</p>
+
+<p>All this time any one coming in might have imagined that Emilie had been
+the cause of the disaster, so affronted was Miss Webster's manner, and
+so pettishly did she reject all her visitor's suggestions as
+preposterous and impossible.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Will you give up your walk to-night, Edith,&quot; said Emilie on her return
+to the shop, &quot;Poor Miss Webster is in such pain I cannot leave her, and
+if you would run home and ask your papa to step in and see her, and say
+she has scalt her foot badly, I would thank you very much.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Emilie spoke earnestly, so earnestly that Edith asked if she were grown
+very fond of that &quot;sour old maid all of a sudden.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Very fond! No Edith; but it does not, or ought not to require us to be
+very fond of people to do our duty to them.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well, I don't see what duty you owe to that mean creature, and I see no
+reason why I should lose my walk again to-night. You treat people you
+don't love better than those you do it seems; or else your professions
+of loving me mean nothing. All day long you have been after Fred's
+balloon, and now I suppose mean to be all night long after Miss
+Webster's foot.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Emilie made no reply; she could only have reproached Edith for
+selfishness and temper at least equal to Miss Webster's, but telling
+Lucy she should soon return, hastened to Mr. Parker's house, followed by
+Edith; he was soon at the patient's side, and as Emilie foretold, it was
+a case more for an attentive nurse than a skilful doctor. He promised to
+send her an application, but, &quot;Miss Schomberg,&quot; said he, &quot;sleep is what
+she wants; she tells me she has had no rest since the accident occurred.
+What is to be done?&quot; &quot;Can you not send for a neighbour, Miss Webster, or
+some one to attend to your household, and to nurse you too. If you worry
+yourself in this way you will be quite ill.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Poor Miss Webster was ill, she knew it; and having neither neighbour
+nor friend within reach, she did what was very natural in her case, she
+took up her handkerchief and began to cry. &quot;Oh, come, Miss Webster,&quot;
+said Emilie, cheerfully, &quot;I will get you to bed, and Lucy shall come
+when the shop is closed, and to-morrow I will get aunt Agnes to come and
+nurse you. Keep up your spirits.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Ah, it is very well to talk of keeping up spirits, and as to your aunt
+Agnes, there never was any love lost between us. No thank you, Miss
+Schomberg, no thank you. If I may just trouble you to help me to the
+side of my bed, I can get in, and do very well alone. <i>Good</i> night.&quot;
+Emilie stood looking pitifully at her. &quot;I hope I don't keep you, Miss
+Schomberg, pray don't stay, you cannot help me,&quot; and here Miss Webster
+rose, but the agony of putting her foot to the ground was so great that
+she could not restrain a cry, and Emilie, who saw that the poor sufferer
+was like a child in helplessness, and like a child, moreover, in
+petulance, calmly but resolutely declared her intention of remaining
+until Lucy could leave the shop.</p>
+
+<p>Having helped her landlady into bed, she ran down-stairs to try and
+appease the indignant lodgers, who protested, and with truth, that they
+had rung, rung, rung, and no one answered the bell; that they wanted
+tea, that Miss Webster had undertaken to wait on them, that they were
+<i>not</i> waited on, and that accordingly they would seek other lodgings on
+the morrow, they would, &amp;c., &amp;c. &quot;Miss Webster, ma'am, is very ill
+to-night. She has a young careless servant girl, and is, I assure you,
+very much distressed that you should be put out thus. I will bring up
+your tea, ma'am, in five minutes, if you will allow me. It is very
+disagreeable for you, but I am sure if you could see the poor woman,
+ma'am, you would pity her.&quot; Mrs. Harmer did pity her only from Emilie's
+simple account of her state, and declared she was very sorry she had
+seemed angry, but the girl did not say her mistress was ill, only that
+she was lying down, which appeared very disrespectful and inattentive,
+when they had been waiting two hours for tea.</p>
+
+<p>The shop was by this time cleared up, and Lucy was able to attend to the
+lodgers. Whilst Emilie having applied the rags soaked in the lotion
+which had arrived, proceeded to get Miss Webster a warm and neatly
+served cup of tea.</p>
+
+<p>It would have been very cheering to hear a pleasant &quot;thank you;&quot; but
+Miss Webster received all these attentions with stiff and almost silent
+displeasure. Do not blame her too severely, a hard struggle was going
+on; but the law of kindness is at work, and it will not fail.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;">
+<a name="CHAPTER_SEVENTH"></a><h2>CHAPTER SEVENTH.</h2>
+
+<p>BETTER THINGS.</p>
+<br>
+
+<p>&quot;Ah, if Miss Schomberg had asked me to wait on <i>her</i>, how gladly would I
+have done it, night after night, day after day, and should have thought
+myself well paid with a smile; but to sit up all night with a person,
+who cares no more for me, than I for her, and that is nothing! and then
+to have to get down to-morrow and attend to the shop, all the same as if
+I had slept well, is no joke. Oh, dear me! how sleepy I am, two o'clock!
+I was to change those rags at two; I really scarcely dare attempt it,
+she seems so irritable now.&quot; So soliloquized Lucy, who, kindhearted as
+she was, could not be expected to take quite so much delight in nursing
+her cross mistress, who never befriended her, as she would have done a
+kinder, gentler person; but Lucy read her Bible, and she had been
+trying, though not so long as Emilie, nor always so successfully it
+must be owned, to live as though she read it.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Miss Webster, ma'am, the doctor said those rags were to be changed
+every two hours. May I do it for you? I can't do it as well as Miss
+Schomberg, but I will do my very best not to hurt you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I want sleep child,&quot; said Miss Webster, &quot;I want <i>sleep</i>, leave me
+alone.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You can't sleep in such pain, ma'am,&quot; said poor Lucy, quite at her wits
+ends.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Don't you think, I must know that as well as you? There! there's that
+rush light gone out, and you never put any water in the tin; a pretty
+nurse you make, now I shall have that smell in my nose all night. You
+must have set it in a draught. What business has a rush light to go out
+in a couple of hours? I wonder.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Lucy put the obnoxious night shade out of the room, and went back to the
+bedside. For a long time she was unsuccessful, but at last Miss Webster
+consented to have her foot dressed, and even cheered her young nurse by
+the acknowledgment that she did it very well, considering; and thus the
+night wore away.</p>
+
+<p>Quite early Emilie was at her post, and was grieved to see that Miss
+Webster still looked haggard and suffering, and as if she had not slept.
+In answer to her inquiries, Lucy said that she had no rest all night.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Rest! and how can I rest, Miss Schomberg? I can't afford to lose my
+lodgers, and lose them I shall.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Only try and keep quiet,&quot; said Emilie, &quot;and I will see that they do not
+suffer from want of attendance. <i>You</i> cannot help them, do consent to
+leave all thought, all management, to those who can think and manage.
+May aunt Agnes come and nurse you, and attend to the housekeeping?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes,&quot; was reluctantly, and not very graciously uttered.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well then, Lucy will have time to attend to you. I would gladly nurse
+you myself, but you know I may not neglect Miss Parker; now take this
+draught, and try and sleep.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Miss Schomberg,&quot; said the poor woman, &quot;you won't lack friends to nurse
+you on a sick bed; I have none.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Miss Webster, if I were to be laid on a sick bed, and were to lose aunt
+Agnes, I should be alone in a country that is not my own country,
+without money and without friends; but we may both of us have a friend
+who sticketh closer than a brother, think of him, ma'am, now, and ask
+him to make your bed in your sickness.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She took the feverish hand of the patient as she said this, who,
+bursting into a flood of tears, replied, &quot;Ah, Miss Schomberg! I don't
+deserve it of you, and that is the truth; but keep my hand, it feels
+like a friend's, hold it, will you, and I think I shall sleep a little
+while;&quot; and Emilie stood and held her hand, stood till she was faint and
+weary, and then withdrawing it as gently as ever mother unloosed an
+infant's hold, she withdrew, shaded the light from the sleeper's eyes,
+and stole out of the room, leaving the sufferer at ease, and in one of
+those heavy sleeps which exhaustion and illness often produce.</p>
+
+<p>Her visit to the kitchen was most discouraging. Betsey was only just
+down, and the kettle did not boil, nor were any preparations made for
+the lodgers' breakfast, to which it only wanted an hour. Emilie could
+have found it in her heart to scold the lazy, selfish girl, who had
+enjoyed a sound sleep all night, whilst Lucy had gone unrefreshed to
+her daily duties, but she forebore. &quot;Scolding never does answer,&quot;
+thought Emilie, &quot;and I won't begin to-day, but I must try and reform
+this girl at all events, by some means, and that shall be done at once.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Come, Betsey,&quot; said Emilie pleasantly, &quot;now, we shall see what sort of
+a manager you will be; you must do all you can to make things tidy and
+comfortable for the lodgers. Is their room swept and dusted?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh, deary me, Miss, what time have I had for that, I should like to
+know?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well now, get every thing ready for their breakfast, and pray don't
+bang doors or make a great clatter with the china, as you set the table.
+Every sound is heard in this small house, and your mistress has had no
+sleep all night.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well, she'll be doubly cross to day, then, I'll be bound. Howsoever, I
+shall only stay my month, and it don't much matter what I do, she never
+gives a servant a good character, and I don't expect it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No, and you will not deserve it if you are inattentive and unfeeling
+now. It is not doing as you would be done by, either. Do now, Betsey,
+forget, for a few days, that Miss Webster ever scolded or found fault
+with you. If you want to love any one just do him a kindness, and you
+don't know how fast love springs up in the heart; you would be much
+happier, Betsey, I am sure. Come <i>try</i>, you are not a cross girl, and
+you don't mean to be unkind now. I shall expect to hear from Lucy, when
+I come again, how well you have managed together.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Fred went to Mr. Crosse's after breakfast, in the pony gig, for aunt
+Agnes, who, at a summons from Emilie, was quite willing to come and see
+after Miss Webster's household. She soon put mutters into a better
+train, both in kitchen and parlour, so that the pacified lodgers
+consented to remain. And though neither Lucy nor Betsey altogether liked
+aunt Agnes, they found her quite an improvement on Miss Webster.</p>
+
+<p>It is not our object to follow Miss Webster through her domestic
+troubles nor through the tedious process of the convalescence of a scalt
+foot. We will rather follow Edith into her chamber, and see how she is
+trying to learn the arts of the Peacemaker there.</p>
+
+<p>Edith's head is bent over a book, a torn book, and her countenance is
+flushed and heated. She is out of breath, too, and her hair is hanging
+disordered about her pretty face; not pretty now, however; it is an
+angry face&mdash;and an angry face is never pretty.</p>
+
+<p>Has she been quarrelling with Fred again? yes, even so. Fred would not
+give up Hans Andersen's Tales, which Emilie had just given Edith, and
+which she was reading busily, when some one came to see her about a new
+bonnet, so she left the book on the table, and in the mean time Fred
+came in, snatched it up, and was soon deep in the feats of the &quot;Flying
+Trunk.&quot; Then came the little lady back and demanded the book, not very
+pleasantly, if the truth must be told. Fred meant to give it up, but he
+meant to tease his sister first, and Edith, who had no patience to wait,
+snatched at the book. Fred of course resisted, and it was not until the
+book had been nearly parted from its cover, and some damage had ensued
+to the dress and hair of both parties that Edith regained possession;
+not <i>peaceable</i> possession, however, for both of the children's spirits
+were ruffled.</p>
+
+<p>Edith flew to her room almost as fast as if she had been on the &quot;Flying
+Trunk,&quot; in the Fairy Tale. When there, she could not read, and in
+displeasure with herself and with every one, dashed the little volume
+away and cried long and bitterly. Edith had not been an insensible
+spectator of the constantly and self-denying gentle conduct of Emilie.
+Her example, far more than her precepts, had affected her powerfully,
+but she had much to contend with, and it seemed to her as if at the very
+times she meant to be kind and gentle something occurred to put her out.
+&quot;I <i>will</i> try, oh, I will try,&quot; said Edith again and again, &quot;but it is
+such hard work.&quot;&mdash;Yes, Edith, hard enough, and work which even Emilie
+can scarcely help you in. You wrestle against a powerful and a cruel
+enemy, and you need great and powerful aid; but you have read your Bible
+Edith, and again and again has Emilie said to you, &quot;of yourself you can
+do nothing.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Edith had had a long conversation on this very subject only that morning
+with her friend, as they were walking on the sea shore, and under the
+influence of the calm lovely summer's sky, and within the sound of
+Emilie's clear persuasive voice, it did not seem a hard matter to Edith
+to love and to be loving. She could love Fred, she could even bear a
+rough pull of the hair from him, she could stand a little teasing from
+John, who found fault with a new muslin frock she wore at dinner, and we
+all know it is not pleasant to have our dress found fault with; but this
+attack of Fred's about the book, was <i>not</i> to be borne, not by Edith, at
+least, and thus she sobbed and cried in her own room, thinking herself
+the most miserable of creatures, and very indignant that Emilie did not
+come to comfort her; &quot;but she is gone out after that tiresome old woman,
+with her scalt foot, I dare say,&quot; said Edith, &quot;and she would only tell
+me I was wrong if she were here&mdash;oh dear! oh dear me!&quot; and here she
+sobbed again.</p>
+
+<p>Solitude is a wonderfully calming, composing thing; Emilie knew that,
+and she did quite right to leave Edith alone. It was time she should
+listen seriously to a voice which seldom made itself heard, but
+conscience was resolute to-day, and did not spare Edith. It told her all
+the truth, (you may trust conscience for that,) it told her that the
+very reason why she failed in her efforts to do right was because she
+had a wrong <i>motive</i>; and that was, love of the approbation of her
+fellow creatures, and not real love to God. She would have quarrelled
+with any one else who dared to tell her this; but it was of no use
+quarrelling with conscience. Conscience had it all its own way to-day,
+and went on answering every objection so quietly, and to the point, that
+by degrees Edith grew quiet and subdued; and what do you think she did?
+She took up a little Bible that lay on her table, and began to read it.
+She could not pray as yet. She did not feel kind enough for that. Emilie
+had often said to her that she should be at peace with every one before
+she lifted up her heart to the &quot;God of peace.&quot; She turned over the
+leaves and tried to find the chapter, which she knew very well, about
+the king who took account of his servants, and who forgave the man the
+great debt of ten thousand talents; and then when that man went out and
+found his servant who owed him but one hundred pence, he took him by the
+throat, and said, &quot;Pay me that thou owest.&quot; In vain did the man beseech
+for patience, he that had only just been forgiven ten thousand talents
+could not have pity on the man who owed him but one hundred pence.</p>
+
+<p>Often had Edith read this chapter, and very just was her indignation
+against the hard-hearted servant, who, with his king's lesson of mercy
+and forgiveness fresh in his memory, could not practise the same to one
+who owed him infinitely less than he had done his master; and yet here
+was little Edith who could not forgive Fred his injuries, when,
+nevertheless, God was willing to forgive hers. Had Fred injured her as
+she had injured God? surely not; and yet she might now kneel down and
+receive at once the forgiveness of all her <i>great</i> sins. Nay, more: she
+had been receiving mercy and patience at the hands of her Heavenly
+Father many years. She had neglected Him, done many things contrary to
+his law, owed him, indeed, the ten thousand talents, and yet she was
+spared.</p>
+
+<p>She had a great deal of revenge in her heart still, however; and she
+could not, reason as she would, try as she would, read as she would, get
+it out, so she sunk down on her knees, and lifted up her heart very
+sincerely, to ask God to take it away. She had often said her prayers,
+and had found no difficulty in that, but now it seemed quite different.
+She could find no words, she could only feel. Well, that was enough. He
+who saw in secret, saw her heart, and knew how it felt. She felt she
+needed forgiveness, and that she could only have it by asking it of Him
+who had power to forgive sins. She took her great debt to Jesus, and he
+cancelled it; she hoped she was forgiven, and now, oh! how ready she
+felt to forgive Fred. How small a sum seemed his hundred pence&mdash;his
+little acts of annoyances compared with her many sins against God. Now
+she felt and understood the meaning of the Saviour's lesson to Peter.
+She had entered the same school as Peter, and though a slow she was a
+sincere learner.</p>
+
+<p>She is in the right way now to learn the true law of kindness. None but
+the <i>Saviour,</i> who was love itself, could teach her this. If any earthly
+teacher could have done so, surely Emilie would have succeeded.</p>
+
+<p>She went down to tea softened and sad, for she felt very humble. The
+consideration of her great unlikeness to the character of Jesus,
+affected her. &quot;When he was reviled he reviled not again; when he
+suffered he threatened not;&quot; and this thought made her feel more than
+any sermon or lecture or reproof she ever had in her life, how she
+needed to be changed, her whole self changed; not her old bad nature
+<i>patched</i> up, but her whole heart made <i>new</i>. She did not say much at
+tea; she did not formally apologise to Fred for her conduct to him. He
+looked very cross, so perhaps it was wiser to act rather than to speak;
+but she handed him the bread and butter, and buttered him a piece of
+toast, and in many little quiet ways told him she wished to be friends
+with him. John began at her frock again. She could not laugh, (she was
+not in a laughing humour,) but she said she would not wear it any more,
+during his holidays, if he disliked it so <i>very</i> much. The greatest
+trial to her temper was the being told she looked cross. Emilie, who
+could see the sun of peace behind the cloud, was half angry herself at
+this speech, and said to Mr. Parker, &quot;If she looks cross she is not
+cross, Sir, but I think she is not in very good spirits. Every one looks
+a little sad sometimes;&quot; and Mr. Porker, happily, being called out to a
+patient at that moment, gave Edith opportunity to swallow her grief.</p>
+
+<p>After tea the boys prepared to accompany their sister and her governess
+in the usual evening walk. Edith did not desire their company, but she
+did not say so; and they all went out very silent for them. On their
+road to the beach they met a man who had a cage of canaries to sell, the
+very things that Fred had desired so long, and to purchase which he had
+saved his money.</p>
+
+<p>Edith had no taste for noisy canaries; few great talkers have, for they
+do interrupt conversation must undeniably, but Fred thought it would be
+most delightful to have them, and as he had a breeding cage which had
+belonged to one of his elder sisters years before, he asked the price
+and began to make his bargain. The birds were bought and the man
+dispatched to the house with them, with orders to call for payment at
+nine o'clock, before Fred remembered that he did not exactly know where
+he should keep them. In the sitting room it would be quite out of the
+question he knew, for the noise would distract his mother. Papa was not
+likely to admit canaries into his study for consultations; and Fred knew
+only of one likely or possible place, but the door to that was closed,
+unless he could find a door to Edith's heart, and he had just quarrelled
+with Edith; what a pity! To make it up with her, however, just to gain
+his point, he was too proud to do, and was therefore gloomy and uncivil.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Where are you going to keep your canaries Fred?&quot; asked his sister.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;In the cage,&quot; said Fred, shortly and tartly.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes; but in what room?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;In my bed-room,&quot; said Fred.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh, I dare say! will you though?&quot; said John, who as he shared his
+brother's apartment had some right to have a voice in the matter. &quot;I am
+not going to be woke at daylight every morning by your canaries. And
+such an unwholesome plan; I am sure papa and mamma won't let you. What a
+pity you bought the birds! you can't keep them in our small house. Get
+off your bargain, I would if I were you. Besides, who will take care of
+them all the week? they will want feeding other days besides Saturdays,
+I suppose.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Fred looked annoyed, and dropped behind the party. Edith whispered to
+Emilie, &quot;Go you on with John, I want to talk to Fred.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Fred, dear,&quot; said she, &quot;will you keep your birds in my little room,
+where my old toys are? I will clear a place, and I shan't mind their
+singing, <i>do</i> Fred. I have often hindered your pleasures, now let me
+have the comfort of making it up a little to you, and I will feed them
+and clean them while you are at school in the week.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You may change your mind Edith, and you know if my birds are in your
+room, I shall have to be there a good deal; and they will make a rare
+noise sometimes, and some one must take care of them all the week&mdash;I can
+only attend to them on Saturdays, you know.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes, I have been thinking of all that, and I expect I shall sometimes
+<i>wish</i> to change my mind, but I shall not do it. I am very selfish I
+know, but I mean to try to be better, Fred. Take my little room, do.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Fred was a proud boy, and would rather have had to thank any one than
+Edith just then; but nevertheless he accepted her offer, and thanked his
+little sister, though not quite so kindly as he might have done, and
+that is the truth. There is a grace in accepting as well as in giving.
+Edith had given up what she had much prized, the independence of a
+little room, (it was but a little one,) a little room all to herself;
+but she did so because she felt love springing up in her heart. She
+acted in obedience to the dictates of the law of kindness, and she felt
+lighter and happier than she had done for a long time. Fred was by
+degrees quite cheered, and amused his companions by his droll talk for
+some way. Spying, however, one of his school-fellows on the rocks at a
+distance, he and John, joined him abruptly, and thus Emilie and Edith
+were left alone.</p>
+
+<p>Sincerity is never loquacious, never egotistic. If you don't understand
+these words I will tell you what I mean. A person really in earnest; and
+sincere, does not talk much of earnestness and sincerity, still loss of
+himself. Edith could not tell Emilie of her new resolutions, of her
+mental conflict, but she was so loving and affectionate in her manner to
+her friend, that I think Emilie understood; at any rate, she saw that
+Edith was very pleasant, and very gentle that night, and loved her more
+than ever. She saw and felt there was a change come over her. They
+walked far, and on their return found the canaries arrived, and Fred
+very busy in putting them up in their new abode. He had rather
+unceremoniously moved Edith's bookcase and boxes, to make room for the
+bird cages. She did say, &quot;I think you might have asked my leave,&quot; but
+she instantly recalled it. &quot;Oh, never mind; what pretty little things, I
+shall like to have them with me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>It really was a trial to Edith to see all her neat arrangements upset,
+and to find how very coolly Fred did it, too. She sighed and thought,
+&quot;Ah, I shall not be mistress here now I see!&quot; but Fred was gone down
+stairs for some water and seed, and did not hear her laments. He was
+very full of his scheme for canary breeding at supper, and Emilie was
+quite as full of sympathy in his joy as Fred desired; she took a real
+interest in the matter. Her father, she said, had given much attention
+to canary breeding, for the Germans were noted for their management of
+canaries; she could help him, she thought, if he would accept her help.
+So they were very merry over the affair at supper time, and Mr. Parker,
+in his quiet way, enjoyed it too. Suddenly, however, the merriment
+received a check. Margaret, who had been to look at the birds, came in
+with the intelligence that Muff, the pet cat of Miss Edith, was sitting
+in the dusk, watching the canaries with no friendly eye, and that she
+had even made a dart at the cage; and she prophesied that the birds
+would not be safe long. A bird of ill omen was Margaret always; she
+thought the worst and feared the worst of every one, man or animal.
+&quot;Why, it is easy to keep the door of the cage shut,&quot; John remarked, but
+to keep puss out of her old haunts was not possible.</p>
+
+<p>Muff was not a kitten, but a venerable cat, who had belonged to Edith's
+elder sister, and was given to Edith, the day that sister married, as a
+very precious gift; and Edith loved that grey cat, loved her dearly. She
+always sat in the same place in that dear little room. Edith had only
+that day made her a new red leather collar, and Muff looked very smart
+in it. &quot;Muff won't hurt the birds, Fred dear,&quot; said Edith, &quot;she is not
+like a common cat.&quot; Whatever points of dissimilarity there might he
+between Muff and the cat race in general, in this particular she quite
+resembled them; she loved birds, and would not be very nice as to the
+manner of obtaining them. What was to be done? Fred had all manner of
+projects in his head for teaching the canaries to fly out and in the
+cage, to bathe, to perch on his finger, etc.; but if, whenever any one
+chanced to leave the door of the room open, Muff were to bounce in, why
+there was an end to all such schemes. In short, Muff would get the birds
+by fair means or foul, there was no doubt of that, and Fred was
+desperate. I cannot tell how many times Muff was called &quot;a nasty cat,&quot;
+&quot;a tiresome cat,&quot; &quot;a vicious cat,&quot; and little Edith's heart was full,
+for she did not believe any evil of her favourite; and to hear her so
+maligned, seemed like a personal insult; but she bore it patiently. She
+asked Emilie at bed time what she should do about Muff; she had so long
+been accustomed to her seat by the sunny window in Edith's room, that to
+try and tempt her from it she knew would be vain.</p>
+
+<p>Emilie agreed with her, but hoped Muff would practise self-denial.
+Before Edith lay down to rest that night, she again thought over all
+that she had done through the day; again knelt down and asked for help
+to overcome that which was sinful within her, and then lay down to
+sleep. Edith was but a child, and she could not forget Muff; she
+thought, and very truly, that there was a general wish to displace her
+Muff. Not one in the house would be sorry to see Muff sent away she
+know, and Margaret at supper time seemed so pleased to report of Muff's
+designs. This thought made her love Muff all the more, but then there
+were Fred's birds. It would be very sad if any of them should be lost
+through her cat; what should she do? She wished to win Fred to love and
+gentleness. Should she part with Muff? Miss Schomberg (aunt Agnes that
+is) had expressed a wish for a nice quiet cat, and this, her beauty,
+would just suit her. &quot;Shall I take Muff to High-Street to-morrow? I
+will,&quot; were her last thoughts, but the resolution cost her something,
+and Edith's pillow was wet with tears. When she arose the next morning
+she felt as we are all apt to feel after the excitement of new and
+sudden resolves, rather flat; and the sight of Muff sitting near a
+laurel bush in the garden, enjoying the morning sun, quite unnerved her.
+&quot;Part with Muff! No, I cannot; and I don't believe any one would do such
+a thing for such a boy as Fred. I cannot part with Muff, that's certain.
+Fred had better give up his birds, and so I shall tell him.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>All this is very natural, but what is very natural is often very wrong,
+and Edith did not fuel that calm happiness which she had done the night
+before. When she received Emilie's morning kiss, she said, &quot;Well, Miss
+Schomberg, I thought last night I had made up my mind to part with Muff,
+but I really cannot! I do love her so!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It would be a great trial to you, I should think,&quot; said Emilie, &quot;and
+one that no one could <i>ask</i> of you, but if she had a good master, do you
+think you should mind it so very much? You would only have your own
+sorrow to think of, and really it would be a kindness if those poor
+birds are to be kept. The cat terrifies them by springing at the wires,
+and if they were sitting they would certainly be frightened off their
+nests.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Edith looked perplexed; &quot;What shall I do Emilie? I <i>do</i> wish to please
+Fred, I do wish to do as I would be done by; I really want to get rid of
+my selfish nature, and yet it will keep coming back.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Watch as well as pray, dear,&quot; said Emilie affectionately, &quot;and you will
+conquer at last.&quot; They went down to breakfast together. &quot;Watch and
+pray.&quot; That word &quot;watch,&quot; was R word in season to Edith, she had
+<i>prayed</i> but had well nigh forgotten to <i>watch</i>.</p>
+
+<p>She could not eat her meal, however, her heart was full with the
+greatness of the sacrifice before her. Do not laugh at the word <i>great</i>
+sacrifice. It was very great to Edith; she loved with all her heart; and
+to part with what we love, be it a dog, a cat, a bird, or any inanimate
+possession, is a great pang. After breakfast she went into the little
+room where Muff usually eat, and taking hold of the favourite, hugged
+and kissed her lovingly, then carrying her down stairs to the kitchen,
+asked cook for a large basket, and with a little help from Margaret,
+tied her down and safely confined her; then giving the precious load to
+her father's errand boy, trotted into the town, and stopped not till she
+reached Miss Webster's door. Her early visit rather astonished aunt
+Agnes, who was at that moment busily engaged in dressing Miss Webster's
+foot, and at the announcement of Betsey&mdash;&quot;Please Ma'am little Miss
+Parker is called and has brought you a cat,&quot; she jumped so that she
+spilled Miss Webster's lotion.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;A cat! a cat!&quot; echoed the ladies. &quot;I will have no cats here Miss
+Schomberg, if you please,&quot; said the irritable Mistress. &quot;I always did
+hate cats, there is no end to the mischief they do. I never did keep
+one, and never mean to do.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Miss Schomberg went down stairs into Miss Webster's little parlour, and
+there saw Edith untying her beloved Muff. &quot;Well aday! my child, what
+brings you here? all alone too. Surely Emilie isn't ill, oh dear me
+something must be amiss.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh no, Miss Schomberg, no, only I heard you say you would like a cat,
+and Fred has got some new birds and I mayn't keep Muff, and so will you
+take her and be kind to her?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;My dear child,&quot; said aunt Agnes in a bewilderment, &quot;I would take her
+gladly but Miss Webster has a bird you know, and is so awfully neat and
+particular, oh, it won't do; you must not bring her here, and I <i>must</i>
+go back and finish Miss Webster's foot. She is very poorly to-day. Oh
+how glad I shall be when my Emilie comes back! Good bye, take the cat,
+dear, away, pray do;&quot; and, so saying, aunt Agnes bustled off, leaving
+poor Edith more troubled and perplexed with Muff than ever.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;">
+<a name="CHAPTER_EIGHTH"></a><h2>CHAPTER EIGHTH.</h2>
+
+<p>GOOD FOR EVIL.</p>
+<br>
+
+<p>Old Joe Murray was seated on the beach, nearer the town than his house
+stood, watching the groups of busy children, digging and playing in the
+sand, now helping them in their play, and now giving his hint to the
+nurses around him, when Edith tapped him on the shoulder. There was
+something so unusually serious, not <i>cross</i>, in Edith's countenance,
+that Joe looked at her inquiringly. &quot;There, set down the basket,
+Nockells, and run back quick, tell papa I kept you; I am afraid you will
+get into disgrace.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Mayn't I drown Puss?&quot; said Nockells.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No! you cruel boy, <i>no!</i>&quot; said Edith, vehemently. &quot;<i>You</i> shall not have
+the pleasure, no one shall do it who would take a pleasure in it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;What is the matter Miss?&quot; asked Joe, as soon as Nockells turned away.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The matter, oh Joe! I want Muff drowned; my cat I mean, my dear cat;&quot;
+and then she told her tale up to the point of Miss Webster's refusing to
+admit Muff as a lodger, and cried most bitterly as she said, &quot;and I
+won't have her ill-treated, so I will drown her, will you do it for me
+Joe, please do now, or my courage will be gone? but I won't stay to look
+at it, so good-bye,&quot; said she, and slipping a shilling into Joe's hand,
+ran home with the news to Fred, that the cat was by this time at the
+bottom of the tea, and his canaries were safe for ever from her claws.</p>
+
+<p>Fred was not a hard-hearted boy, and his sister's tale really grieved
+him. He kissed her several times over, as he said he now wished he had
+never bought the birds, that they had caused Edith nothing but trouble
+and that he was very sorry.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am not sorry, Fred dear, at least I am only sorry for being forced to
+drown Muff. I like to give you my room, and I like to give up my cat to
+you, and I shall not cry any more about it, so don't be unhappy.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And all this for me,&quot; said Fred; &quot;I who teased you so yesterday
+afternoon, and always am teasing you, I think!&quot; How pleased Emilie
+looked! She did not praise Edith, but she gave her such a look of
+genuine approval as was a rich reward to her little pupil. &quot;<i>This</i> is
+the way. Edith dear, to overcome evil with good; go on, <i>watch</i> and
+pray, and you will subdue Fred in time as well as your own evil
+tempers.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>How easy all this looks to read about! How swift the transition from bad
+to good! Who has not felt, in reading Rosamond and Frank, a kind of envy
+that they so soon overcame their errors, so soon conquered their bad
+habits and evil dispositions? Dear young reader, it is <i>not</i> easy to
+subdue self; it is not easy to practise this law of kindness, love, and
+forbearance; it is not easy to live peaceably with all men, but believe
+me, it is not impossible. He who giveth liberally and upbraideth not,
+will give you grace, and wisdom, and help to do this if you ask it. The
+promise is, &quot;Ask and ye shall receive.&quot; Edith In her helplessness naked
+strength of God and it was given. That which was given to her He will
+not withhold from you. Only try Him.</p>
+
+<p>For the comfort of those who may not have such a friend as Emilie, we
+would remind our readers that the actual work of Edith's change, for
+such it was, was that which no friend however wise and however good
+could effect. There is no doubt but that to her example Edith owed much.
+It led her to <i>think</i> and to <i>compare</i>, and was part of the means used
+by the all-wise God, to instruct this little girl; but if you have not
+Emilie for a friend, you may all have the God, whom Emilie served, for a
+friend. You may all read in the Bible which she studied, and in which
+she learned, from God's love to man, how we should love each other. She
+read there, &quot;If God so loved us, we ought also to love one another.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The holidays drew to a close. The return of the mother and sisters was
+at hand. Emilie was not without her fears for Edith at this time, but
+she trusted in the help which she knew Edith would have if she sought
+it, and was thus encouraged. The right understanding between her
+brothers and herself she was rejoiced to see daily increasing. It was
+not that there was nothing to ruffle the two most easily ruffled
+spirits. Fred was not considerate, and would constantly recur to his old
+habit of tensing Edith. Edith was easily teased, and would rather order
+and advise Fred, which was sure to bring on a breeze; but they were far
+less vindictive, less aggravating than formerly. They were learning to
+bear and forbear. Edith had the most to bear, for although Fred was
+impressed by her kind and altered conduct, and could never forget the
+generous act of sacrifice when she parted with Muff to gratify him, he
+was as yet more actuated by impulse than principle, and nothing but
+principle, Christian principle I mean, will enable us to be kind and
+gentle, and unselfish <i>habitually</i>, not by fits and starts, but every
+day.</p>
+
+<p>Joe Murray was sitting at his door smoking his pipe, and watching his
+little grandchildren as they played together (this time harmoniously) in
+the garden. They were not building a grotto, they were dancing, and
+jumping, and laughing, in the full merriment of good healthy happy
+children. Emilie and Edith greeted Joe as an old friend, and Joe seemed
+delighted to see them. The two children, who had been commissioned to
+search for corallines, rushed up to Edith with a basket full of a
+heterogeneous collection, and amongst a great deal of little value there
+were some beautiful specimens of the very things Edith wanted. She
+thanked the little Murrays sincerely, and then looked at Emilie. Should
+she pay them? the look asked. It was evident the children had no idea of
+such a thing, and felt fully repaid by Edith's pleasure. Edith only
+wanted to know if it would take from that pleasure to receive money. She
+had been learning of late to study what people liked, and wished to do
+so now.</p>
+
+<p>Emilie did not understand her look, and so Edith followed her own
+course. &quot;Thank you, oh, thank you,&quot; she said. &quot;It was very kind of you
+to collect me so many, they please me very much. I wish I knew of
+something that you would like as well as I like these, and if I can, I
+will give it to you, or ask mamma to help me.&quot; The boy not being
+troubled with bashfulness, immediately said, that of all things he
+should like a regular rigged boat, a ship, &quot;a little-un&quot; that would
+swim. The girl put her finger in her mouth and said &quot;she didn't know.&quot;
+&quot;Are you going to have a boat?&quot; said every little voice, &quot;oh, what fun
+we shall have.&quot; &quot;Yes,&quot; said our peace-making friend, Sarah. &quot;You know
+that if Dick gets any thing it is the same as if you all did. He is such
+a kind boy, Miss, he plays with the little ones, and gives up to them
+so nicely, you'd be surprised.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am glad of that,&quot; said Emilie, &quot;it will be such a pleasure to Miss
+Edith to give pleasure to them all&mdash;but come, Jenny, you have not fixed
+yet what you will have.&quot; Jenny said she did not want to be paid, but she
+had thought, perhaps Miss Parker might give them something, and if Miss
+Parker did not think it too much, she should like a shilling better than
+any thing.</p>
+
+<p>Every one looked inquiringly, except Sarah. Sarah was but the uneducated
+daughter of a poor fisherman, but she studied human nature as it lay
+before her in the different characters of her brothers and sisters, and
+she guessed the workings of Jenny's mind.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;What do you want a shilling for?&quot; said the mother sharply, who had
+joined the group. &quot;You ought not to have asked for anything, what bad
+manners you have! The weeds cost you nothing, and you ought to be much
+obliged to Miss Parker for accepting them.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I wanted the shilling very much,&quot; persisted Jenny, as Edith pressed it
+into her hand, and off she ran, as though to hide her treasure.</p>
+
+<p>But Edith had caught sight of something, and forgot shilling and every
+thing else in that glimpse. Her own dear old Muff sleeping on the hearth
+of the kitchen which she had not yet entered. I shall not tell you all
+the endearments she used to puss, they would look ridiculous on paper;
+they made even those who heard them smile, but she was so overjoyed that
+there was some excuse for her. Mrs. Murray rather damped her joy at once
+by saying, &quot;Oh, she's a sad thief, Miss. She steals the fish terribly. I
+suppose you can't take her back, Miss?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Ah, Joe,&quot; said Edith sorrowfully, &quot;you see, you had better have drowned
+her.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;So I think,&quot; said Mrs. Murray.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No, no, no,&quot; cried Jane, coming forwards. &quot;I have a shilling now, and
+Barker the carrier will take her for that all the way to Southampton,
+where aunt Martha lives, and aunt Martha loves cats, and will take care
+of Muff; she shan't be drowned, Miss,&quot; said Jenny, kindly.</p>
+
+<p>The mother looked surprised, and they all admired Jenny's kind
+intentions. Emilie slipped another shilling into her hand as they went
+away, and said &quot;You will find a use for it.&quot; &quot;Good night Jenny, and
+thank you,&quot; said poor Edith, with a sigh, for she had already looked
+forward to many joyful meetings with Muff&mdash;her newly-found treasure. But
+as old Joe, who followed them down the cliff said, there was no end to
+the trouble Muff caused, what with stealing fish, and upsettings and
+breakings; and she would be happier at aunt Martha's, where there was
+neither fish nor child, and more room to walk about in than Muff enjoyed
+here.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But how kind of Jenny,&quot; said Edith, &quot;how thoughtful for Muff!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No, Miss, 't aint for Muff exactly,&quot; said Joe, &quot;though she pitied you,
+as they all did, in thinking of drowning the cat; but bless the dear
+children, they are all trying in their way, I do believe; to please
+their mother, and to win her to be more happy and gentle like. You see
+she has had a hard struggle with them, so many as there are, and so
+little to do with; and that and bad health have soured her temper like;
+but she'll come to. Oh Miss Edith, take my word for it, if ever you have
+to live where folks are cross and snappish, be <i>you</i> good-humoured. A
+little of the leaven of sweetness and good temper lightens a whole lump
+of crossness and bad humour. One bright Spirit in a family will keep
+the sun shining in <i>one</i> spot; it can't then be <i>all</i> dark, you see, and
+if there's ever such a little spot of sunshine, there must be some light
+in the house, which may spread before long, Miss.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Goodnight, Joe,&quot; and &quot;Good night, ladies,&quot; passed, and the friends were
+left alone&mdash;alone upon the quiet beach. The sun had set, for it was
+late; the tide was ebbing, and now left the girls a beautiful smooth
+path of sand for some little distance, on which the sound of their light
+steps was scarcely heard, as they rapidly walked towards home.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Who would think, Edith, that our six weeks' holiday would be at an end
+to-morrow?&quot; said Emilie.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I don't know, Emilie, I feel it much longer.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;<i>Do</i> you? then you have not been so happy as I hoped to have made you,
+dear; I have been a great deal occupied with other things, but it could
+scarcely be helped.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No, Emilie, I have not been happy a great part of the holidays, but I
+am happy now; happier at least, and it was no fault of yours at any
+time. I know now why I was so discontented with my condition, and why I
+thought I had more to try me than anybody else. I feel that I was in
+fault; that I <i>am</i> in fault, I should say; but, oh Emilie, I am trying,
+trying hard, to&mdash;&quot; and here, Edith, softened by the remembrance that
+soon she and her friend must part, burst into tears.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And you have succeeded, succeeded nobly, Edith, my darling. I have
+watched you, and but that I feared to interfere, I would have noticed
+your victories to you. I may do so now.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;My <i>victories</i>, Emilie! Are you making fun of me? I feel to have been
+so very irritable of late.&mdash;My <i>victories!</i>&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Just because, dear, you take notice of your irritability as you did not
+use to do, and because you have constantly before your eyes that great
+pattern in whom was no sin.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Emilie, I will tell you something&mdash;your patience, your example, has
+done me a great deal of good, I hope; but there is one thing in your
+kind of advice, which does me more good than all. You have talked more
+of the love of God than of any other part of his character, and the
+words which first struck me very much, when I first began to wish that I
+were different, were those you told me one Sunday evening, some time
+ago. 'Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and
+gave his Son a ransom for sinners.' There seemed such a contrast between
+my conduct to God, and His to me; and then it has made me, I hope, a
+little more, (a <i>very</i> little, you know,) I am not boasting, Emilie, am
+I? it has made me a <i>little</i> more willing to look over things which used
+to vex me so. What are Fred's worst doings to me, compared with my
+<i>best</i> to God?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Thus they talked, and now, indeed, did the friends love one another; and
+heartily did each, by her bedside that night, thank God for his gospel,
+which tells of his love to man, the greatest illustration truly of the
+law of kindness.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;">
+<a name="CHAPTER_NINTH"></a><h2>CHAPTER NINTH.</h2>
+
+<p>FRED A PEACEMAKER.</p>
+<br>
+
+<p>&quot;Talk not of wasted affection, affection never is wasted.... its waters
+returning back to their spring, like the rain shall fill them full of
+refreshment&quot;&mdash;<i>H. W. Longfellow</i>.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well Fred,&quot; said Emilie at the supper table, from which Mr. Parker was
+absent, &quot;I go away to-morrow and we part better friends than we met, I
+think, don't we?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh yes, Miss Schomberg, we are all better friends, and it is all your
+doing.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;My doing, oh no! Fred, that <i>is</i> flattery. I have not made Edith so
+gentle and so good as she has of late been to you. <i>I</i> never advised her
+to give up that little room to you nor to send poor Muff away.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;<i>Didn't</i> you? well, now I always thought you did; I always kid that to
+you, and so I don't believe I have half thanked Edith as I ought.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Indeed you might have done.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well, I hope I shall not get quarrelsome at school again, but I wish I
+was in a large school. I fancy I should be much happier. Only being us
+five at Mr. Barton's, we are so thrown together, somehow we can't help
+falling out and interfering with each other sometimes. Now there is
+young White, I never can agree with him, it is <i>impossible</i>.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Dear me!&quot; said Emilie, without contradicting him, &quot;why?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He treats me so very ill; not openly and above-board, as we say, but in
+such a nasty sneaking way, he is always trying to injure me. He knows
+sometimes I fall asleep after I am called. Well, he dresses so quietly,
+(I sleep in his room, I wish I didn't,) he steals down stairs and then
+laughs with such triumph when I come down late and get a lecture or a
+fine for it. If I am very busy over an exercise out of school hours, he
+comes and talks to me, or reads some entertaining book close to my ears,
+aloud to one of the boys, to hinder my doing it properly, but that is
+not half his nasty ways. Could <i>you love</i> such a boy Miss Schomberg?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well, I would try to make him more loveable, Fred, and then I might
+perhaps love him,&quot; said Emilie.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Ah, Emilie, your 'overcome evil with good' rule would fail there <i>I</i>
+can tell you; you may laugh.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No, I won't laugh, I am going to be serious. You will allow me to
+preach a short sermon to-night, the last for some time, you know, and
+mine shall be but a text, or a very little more, and then 'good night.'
+Will you try to love that boy for a few weeks? <i>really</i> try, and see if
+he does not turn out better than you expect. If he do not, I will
+promise you that you will be the better for it. Love is never wasted,
+but remember, Fred, it is wicked and sad to hate one another, and it
+comes to be a serious matter, for 'If any man love not his brother whom
+he hath seen, how can he love God whom he hath not seen.' Good night.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Good night, Miss Schomberg, you have taught me to like you,&quot; and oh,
+how I did dislike you once! thought Fred, but he did not say so.</p>
+
+<p>Miss Webster's foot got well at last, but it was a long time about it.
+The lodgers went away at the end of the six weeks, and aunt Agnes and
+Emilie were quietly settled in their little apartments again. The piano
+was a little out of tune, but Emilie expected as much, and now after her
+six weeks' holiday, so called, she prepared to begin her life of daily
+teaching. Her kindness to Miss Webster was for some time to all
+appearance thrown away, but no, that cannot be&mdash;kindness and love can
+never be wasted. They bless him that gives, if not him that takes the
+offering. By and bye, however, a few indications of the working of the
+good system appeared. Miss Webster would offer to come and sit and chat
+with aunt Agnes when Emilie was teaching or walking; and aunt Agnes in
+return taught Miss Webster knitting stitches and crochet work. Miss
+Webster would clean Emilie's straw bonnet, and when asked for the bill,
+she would say that it came to nothing; and would now and then send up a
+little offering of fruit or fish, when she thought her lodgers' table
+was not well supplied. Little acts in themselves, but great when we
+consider that they were those of an habitually cold and selfish person.
+She did not express love; but she showed the softening influence of
+affection, and Emilie at least understood and appreciated it.</p>
+
+<p>Fred had perhaps the hardest work of all the actors on this little
+stage; he thought so at least. Joe White was an unamiable and, as Fred
+expressed it, a sneaking boy. He had never been accustomed to have his
+social affections cultivated in childhood, and consequently, he grew up
+into boyhood without any heart as it is called. Good Mr. Barton was
+quite puzzled with him. He said there was no making any impression on
+him, and that Mr. Barton could make none was very evident. Who shall
+make it? Even Fred; for he is going to try Emilie's receipt for the cure
+of the complaint under which Master White laboured, a kind of moral
+ossification of the heart. Will he succeed? We shall see.</p>
+
+<p>Perhaps, had Joe White at this time fallen down and broken his leg, or
+demanded in any way a <i>great</i> sacrifice of personal comfort from his
+school-fellow, he would have found it easier to return good for his evil,
+than in the daily, hourly, calls for the exercise of forgiveness and
+forbearance which occurred at school. Oh, how many will do <i>great</i>
+things in the way of gifts or service, who will not do the little acts
+of kindness and self denial which common life demands. Many a person has
+built hospitals or alms houses, and has been ready to give great gifts
+to the poor and hungry, who has been found at home miserably deficient
+in domestic virtues. Dear children, cultivate these. You have, very few
+of you, opportunities for great sacrifices. They occur rarely in real
+life, and it would be well if the relations of fictitious life abounded
+less in them; but you may, all of you, find occasions to speak a gentle
+word, to give a kind smile, to resign a pursuit which annoys or vexes
+another, to cure a bad habit, to give up a desired pleasure. You may,
+all of you, practice the injunction, to live not unto yourselves. Fred,
+I say, found it a hard matter to carry out Emilie's plan towards Joe
+White, who came back from home more evilly disposed than ever, and all
+the boys agreed he was a perfect nuisance.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I would try and make him loveable.&quot; Those words of Emilie's often
+recurred to Fred as he heard the boys say how they disliked Joe White
+worse and worse. So Fred tried first by going up to him very gravely one
+day, and saying how they all disliked him, and how he hoped he would
+mend; but that did not do at all. Fred found the twine of his kite all
+entangled next day, and John said he saw White playing with it soon
+after Fred had spoken to him.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I'd go and serve him out; just you go and tangle his twine, and see how
+he likes it,&quot; said John.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I will&mdash;but no! I won't,&quot; Bald Fred, &quot;that's evil for evil, and that is
+what I am not going to do. I mean to leave that plan off.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>An opportunity soon occurred for returning good for evil Miss Barton had
+a donkey, and this donkey, whose proper abode was the paddock, sometimes
+broke bounds, and regaled itself on the plants in the young gentlemen's
+gardens, in a manner highly provoking to those who had any taste for
+flowers. If Joe White had any love for anything, it was for flowers.
+Now, there is something so pure and beautiful in flowers; called by that
+good philanthropist Wilberforce, the &quot;smiles of God,&quot; that I think there
+must be a little tender spot in that heart which truly loves flowers.
+Joe tended his as a parent would a child. His garden was his child, and
+certainly it did his culture credit. Fred liked a garden too, and these
+boys' gardens were side by side. They were the admiration of the whole
+family, so neatly raked, so free from stones or weeds, so gay with
+flowers of the best kind. They were rival gardens, but undoubtedly
+White's was in the best order. John and Fred always went home on a
+Saturday, as Mr. Barton's house was not far from L----. Joe was a
+boarder entirely, his home was at a distance, and to this Fred Parker
+ascribed the superiority of his garden. He was able to devote the whole
+of Saturday, which was a holiday, to its culture. Well, the donkey of
+which I spoke, one day took a special fancy to the boys' gardens; and it
+so happened, that he was beginning to apply himself to nibble the tops
+of Joe's dahlias, which were just budding. Joe was that day confined to
+the house with a severe cold, and little did he think as he lay in bed,
+sipping Mrs. Barton's gruel and tea, of the scenes that were being
+enacted in his own dear garden. Fred fortunately spied the donkey, and
+though there had been lately a little emulation between them, who should
+grow the finest dahlias, he at once carried out the principle of
+returning good for evil, drove the donkey off, even though his course
+lay over his own flower beds, and then set to work to repair the damage
+done. A few minutes more, and all Joe's dahlias would have been
+sacrificed. Fred saved them, raked the border neatly, tied up the
+plants, and restored all to order again; and who can tell but those who
+thus act, the pleasure, the comfort of Fred's heart? Why, not the first
+prize at the horticultural show for the first dahlia in the country,
+would have given him half the joy; and a still nobler sacrifice he
+made&mdash;he did not tell of his good deeds. Now, Fred began to realise the
+pleasures of forbearance and kindness indeed.</p>
+
+<p>There could not have been a better way of reaching young White's heart
+than through his garden. Fred's was a fortunate commencement. He never
+boasted of the act, but one of the boys told Mr. Barton, who did not
+fail to remind Joe of it at a suitable time, and that time was when
+White presented his master with a splendid bouquet of dahlias for his
+supper table, when he was going to have a party of friends. The boys,
+who were treated like members of the family, were invited to join that
+party, and then did Mr. Barton narrate the scene of the donkey's
+invasion, of which, however, the guests did not perceive the point; but
+those for whom it was intended understood it all. At bed time that
+night, Joe White begged his school-fellow's pardon for entangling his
+kite twine, and went to bed very humble and grateful, and with a little
+love and kindness dawning, which made his rest sweeter and his dreams
+happier. Thus Fred began his lessons of love; it was thus he endeavoured
+to make Joe lovable, and congratulated himself on his first successful
+attempt. He did not speak in the very words of the Poet, but his
+sentiments were the same, as he talked to John of his victory.</p>
+
+&quot;There is a golden chord of sympathy,<br>
+Fix'd in the harp of every human soul,<br>
+Which by the breath of kindness when 'tis swept,<br>
+Wakes angel-melodies in savage hearts;<br>
+Inflicts sore chastisements for treasured wrongs,<br>
+And melts away the ice of hate to streams of love;<br>
+Nor aught but <i>kindness</i> can that fine chord touch.&quot;<br>
+
+<p>Joe Murray was quite right in telling Edith that a little of the leaven
+of kindness and love went a great way in a family. No man can live to
+himself, that is to say, no man's acts can affect himself only. Had Fred
+set an example of revenge and retaliation, other boys would have no
+doubt acted in like manner on the first occasion of irritation. Now they
+all helped to reform Joe White, and did not return evil for evil, as
+had been their custom. Fred was the oldest but one of the little
+community, and had always been looked up to as a clever boy, up to all
+kinds of spore and diversion. He was the leader of their plays and
+amusements, and but for the occasional outbreaks of his violent temper
+would have been a great favourite. As it was, the boys liked him, and
+his master was undoubtedly very fond of Fred Parker. He was an honest
+truthful boy though impetuous and headstrong.</p>
+
+<p>Permission was given the lads, who as we have said were six in number,
+to walk out one fine September afternoon without the guardianship of
+their master. They were to gather blackberries, highly esteemed by Mrs.
+Barton for preserves, and it was the great delight of the boys to supply
+her every year with this fruit. Blackberrying is a very amusing thing to
+country children. It is less so perhaps in its consequences to the
+nurse, or sempstress, who has to repair the terrible rents which
+merciless brambles make, but of that children, boys especially, think
+little or nothing. On they went, each provided with a basket and a long
+crome stick, for the purpose of drawing distant clusters over ditches
+or from some height within the reach of the gatherer. At first they
+jumped and ran and sang in all the merriment of independence. The very
+consciousness of life, health, and freedom was sufficient enjoyment, and
+there was no end to their fun and their frolics until they came to the
+spot where the blackberries grew in the greatest abundance. Then they
+began to gather and eat and fill their baskets in good earnest. The most
+energetic amongst them was Fred, and he had opportunities enough this
+afternoon for practising kindness and self-denial, for White was in one
+of his bad moods, and pushed before Fred whenever he saw a fine and
+easily to be obtained cluster of fruit; and once, (Fred thought
+purposely,) upset his basket, which stood upon the pathway, all in the
+dust. Still Fred bore all this very well, and set about the gathering
+with renewed ardour, though one or two of the party called out, &quot;Give it
+him, Parker; toss his out and see how he likes it.&quot; No, Fred had begun
+to taste the sweet fruits of kindness, he would not turn aside to pluck
+the bitter fruits of revenge and passion. So he gave no heed to the
+matter, only leaving the coast clear for White whenever he could, and
+helping a little boy whom White had pushed aside to fill his basket.</p>
+
+<p>Without any particular adventures, and with only the usual number of
+scratches and falls, and only the common depth of dye in lips and
+fingers, the boys sat down to rest beneath the shade of some fine trees,
+which skirted a beautiful wood.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I say,&quot; said John Parker, &quot;let us turn in here, we shall find shade
+enough, and I had rather sit on the grass and moss than on this bank.
+Come along, we have only to climb the hedge.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But that would be trespassing,&quot; said one conscientious boy, who went by
+the name of Simon Pure, because he never would join in any sport he
+thought wrong, and used to recall the master's prohibitions rather
+oftener to his forgetful companions than they liked.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Trespassing! a fig for trespassing,&quot; said John Parker, clearing away
+all impediments, and bestriding the narrow ditch, planted a foot firmly
+on the opposite bank.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You may get something not so sweet as a fig for trespassing, John,
+though,&quot; said his brother Fred, who came up at this moment.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Man-traps and spring-guns are fictions my lad,&quot; said Philip Harcourt, a
+boy of much the same turn as John, not easily persuaded any way; &quot;Now
+for it, over Parker; be quick, man,&quot; and over he jumped.</p>
+
+<p>Then followed Harcourt, White, and another little boy, whose name was
+Arthur, leaving Fred and Simon Pure in the middle of the road. The wood
+was, undoubtedly, a very delightful place, and more than one fine
+pheasant rustled amongst the underwood, and the squirrels leaped from
+bough to bough, whilst the music of the birds was charming. Fred,
+himself, was tempted as he peeped over the gap, and stood irresolute.
+The plantation was far enough from the residence of the owner, nor was
+it likely that they could do much mischief beyond frightening the game,
+and as it was not sitting time, Fred himself argued it could do no harm,
+but little Riches, the boy called Pure, who was a great admirer of Fred,
+especially since the affair of the Dahlias, begged him not to go; &quot;Mr.
+Barton, you know, has such a great dislike to our trespassing,&quot; said
+Riches, &quot;and if we stay here resolutely they will be sure to come back.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Don't preach to me,&quot; was the rather unexpected reply, for Fred was not
+<i>perfect</i> yet, though he had gained a victory or two over his temper of
+late.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I didn't mean to preach, but I do wish the boys would come home, it is
+growing late; and with our heavy baskets we shall only just get in in
+time.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Halloo!&quot; shouted Fred, getting on the bank. &quot;Come back, won't you, or
+we shall be too late; come, John, you are the eldest, come along.&quot; But
+his call was drowned in the sound of their voices, which were echoing
+through the weeds, much to the annoyance, no doubt, of the stately
+pheasants who were not accustomed to human sounds like these. They were
+not at any great distance, and Fred could just distinguish parts of
+their conversation.</p>
+
+<p>John and Harcourt were urging White, a delicate boy, and no climber, to
+mount a high tree in the wood, to enjoy they said the glorious sea-view;
+but in reality to make themselves merry at his expense, being certain
+that if he managed to scramble up he would have some difficulty in
+getting down, and would get a terrible fright at least. White stood at
+the bottom of the tree, looking at his companions as they rode on one of
+the higher branches of a fine spruce fir.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Don't venture! White,&quot; shouted Fred as loudly as he could shout, &quot;don't
+attempt it! They only want to make game of you, and you'll never get
+down if you manage to get up. Take my advice now, don't try.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Mind your own business,&quot; and a large sod of earth was the reply. The
+sod struck the boy on the face, and his nose bled profusely.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;There,&quot; said young Riches, &quot;what a cowardly trick! Oh! I think White
+the meanest spirited boy I ever saw. He wouldn't have flung that sod at
+you if you had been within arm's length of him; well, I do dislike that
+White.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I'll give it to him,&quot; said Fred, as he vaulted over the fence, but
+immediately words, which Emilie had once repeated to him when they were
+talking about offensive and defensive warfare, came into his mind, and
+he stopped short. Those words were:&mdash;&quot;If any man smite thee on thy
+right cheek turn to him the other also,&quot; and Fred was in the road again.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well,&quot; said Riches, &quot;we have done and said all we can, let us be going
+home, their disobeying orders is no excuse for us, so come along
+Parker&mdash;won't you? They have a watch, and their blackberries won't run
+away, I suppose.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Can't we manage between us, though, to carry some of them?&quot; said Fred.
+&quot;This large basket is not nearly full, let us empty one of them into it.
+There, now we have only left them two. I've got White's load. I've half
+a mind to set it down, but no I won't though. You will carry John's,
+Won't you, that's lighter, and between them they may carry the other.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>They went on a few steps when they both turned to listen. &quot;I thought,&quot;
+said Fred, &quot;I heard my name called. It could only be fancy, though. Yet,
+hush! There it is! quite plain,&quot; and so it was.</p>
+
+<p>John called to him loudly to stop, and at that moment such a scream was
+heard echoing through the woods, as sent the wood pigeons flying
+terrified about, and started the hares from their hiding places. &quot;Stop,
+oh stop, Fred, White can't get down,&quot; said John, breathless, &quot;and I
+believe he will fall, if he hasn't already, he says he is giddy. Pray
+come back and see if you can't help him, you are such a famous climber.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Fred could not refuse, and in less than five minutes he was on the spot,
+but it was too late. The branch had given way, and the boy lay at the
+foot of the tree senseless, to all appearance dead. There was no blood,
+no outward sign of injury, but&mdash;his face! Fred did not forget for many
+years afterwards, its dreadful, terrified, ghastly expression. What was
+to be done? They were so horror-struck that for a few minutes they stood
+in perfect silence, so powerfully were they convinced that the lad had
+ceased to breathe, that they remained solemn and still as in the
+presence of death.</p>
+
+<p>To all minds death has great solemnities; to the young, when it strikes
+one of their own age and number, especially. &quot;Come,&quot; said Fred, turning
+to Riches, &quot;come, we must not leave him here to die, poor fellow. Take
+off his neck-handkerchief, Harcourt, and run you, Riches, to the stream
+close by, where we first sat down, and get some water. Get it in your
+cap, man, you have nothing else to put it in. Quick! quick!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Joe! Joe!&quot; said John, &quot;only speak, only look, Joe, if you can, we are
+so frightened.&quot;&mdash;No answer.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Joe!&quot; said Fred, and he tried to raise him. No assistance and no
+resistance; Joe fell back passive on the arm of his friend, yes,
+friend&mdash;they were no longer enemies you know. Had Fred returned evil for
+evil, had he rushed on him as he first intended when he received the sod
+from White, he would not have felt as he now did. The boys, who, out of
+mischief, to use the mildest word, tempted him to climb to a height,
+beyond that which even they themselves could have accomplished, were not
+to be envied in <i>their</i> feelings. Poor fellows, and yet they only did
+what many a reckless, mischievous school boy has done and is doing every
+day; they only meant to tease him a bit, to pay him off for being so
+spiteful all the way, and so cross to Fred when he spoke. But it was no
+use trying to still the voice which spoke loudly within them, which told
+them that they had acted with heartless cruelty, and that their conduct
+had, perhaps, cost a fellow-creature his life.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Will you wait with him whilst I run to L---- for papa?&quot; said Fred.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;What alone?&quot; they cried.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Alone! why there are four of you, will be at least when Riches comes
+back.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh no! no! do you stay Fred, you are the only one that knows what you
+are after.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well, which of you will go then? It is near two miles, and you must
+run, for his <i>life</i>&mdash;mind that.&quot; No one stirred, and Riches at this
+moment coming up with the water, Fred told him in few words what he
+meant to do, and bade him go and stand by the poor lad. That was all
+that could be done, and &quot;Riches don't be hard on them; their consciences
+are telling them all you could tell them. Don't lecture them, I mean;
+you would not like it yourself.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Off ran Fred, and to his great joy, spying a cart, with one of farmer
+Crosse's men in it, he hailed it, told his tale, and thus they were at
+L---- in a very short space of time. Terrified indeed was Mrs. Parker at
+the sight of her son driving furiously up in farmer Crosse's
+spring-cart, and his black eye and swelled face did not tend to pacify
+her on nearer inspection. The father, a little more used to be called
+out in a hurry, and to prepare for emergencies, was not so alarmed, but
+had self-possession enough to remember what would be needed, and to
+collect various articles for the patient's use.</p>
+
+<p>The journey to the wood was speedily accomplished, but the poor lads who
+were keeping watch, often said afterwards that it seemed to them almost
+a lifetime, such was the crowd of fearful and wretched thoughts and
+forebodings, such the anxiety, and hopelessness of their situation.
+There in the silence of the wood lay their young companion, stretched
+lifeless, and they were the cause. The least rustle amongst the leaves
+they mistook for a movement of the sufferer; but he moved not. How did
+they watch Mr. Parker's face as he knelt down and applied his fingers to
+the boy's wrist first, and then to his heart! With what intense anxiety
+did they watch the preparations for applying remedies and restoratives!
+&quot;Was he, was he dead, <i>quite</i> dead?&quot; they asked. No, not dead, but the
+doctor shook his head seriously, and their exclamations of joy and
+relief were soon checked.</p>
+
+<p>Not to follow them through the process of restoring animation, we will
+say that he was carefully removed to Mr. Barton's house, and tenderly
+watched by his kind wife. He had been stunned by the fall, but this was
+not the extent of the mischief. It was found upon examination that the
+spine had received irreparable injury, and that if poor White lived,
+which was doubtful, it would be as a helpless cripple. Who can tell the
+reflections of those boys? Who can estimate the misery of hearts which
+had thus returned evil for evil? It was a sore lesson, but one which of
+itself could yield no good fruit.</p>
+
+<p>It was a great grief to Fred that his presence, in the excitable state
+of the sufferer, seemed to do him harm. He would have liked to sit by
+him, and share in the duties of his nursing, but whenever Fred
+approached, White became restless and uneasy, and continually alluded,
+even in his delirium, to the sod he had thrown, and to other points of
+his ungrateful malicious conduct to his school-fellow. This feeling,
+however, in time wore away, and many an hour did Fred take from play to
+go and sit by poor Joe's couch.</p>
+
+<p>He had no mother to come and watch beside that couch, no kind gentle
+sister, no loving father. He was an orphan, taken care of by an uncle
+and aunt, who had no experience in training children, and were
+accustomed to view young persons in the light of evils, which it was
+unfortunately necessary to <i>bear</i> until the <i>fault</i> of youth should have
+passed away. Will you not then cease to wonder that Joe seemed to have
+so little heart? Affection needs to be cultivated; his uncle thought
+that in sending him to school and giving him a good education, he was
+doing his duty by the boy. His aunt considered that if in the holidays
+she let him rove about as he pleased, saw to the repairs of his clothes,
+sent him back fitted out comfortably, with a little pocket money and a
+little <i>advice</i>, she had done <i>her</i> duty by the child. But poor Joe! No
+kind mother ever stole to his bedside to whisper warnings and gentle
+reproof if the conduct of the day had been wrong; no knee ever bent to
+ask for grace and blessing on that orphan boy; no sympathy was ever
+expressed in one of his joys or griefs; no voice encouraged him in
+self-denial; no heart rejoiced in his little victories over temper and
+pride. Now, instead of blaming and disliking, will you not pity and love
+the unlovable and neglected lad?</p>
+
+<p>He had not been long under Mr. Barton's care, and after all, what could
+a schoolmaster do in twelve months, to remedy the evils which had been
+growing up for twelve years? He did his best, but the result was very
+little, and perhaps the most useful lesson Joe ever had was that which
+Fred gave him about the Dahlias.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;">
+<a name="CHAPTER_TENTH"></a><h2>CHAPTER TENTH.</h2>
+
+<p>EDITH'S VISIT TO JOE.</p>
+<br>
+
+<p>Fred and Edith were sitting in the Canary room one Saturday afternoon,
+shortly after the event recorded in the last chapter; Edith listening
+with an earnest interest to the oft-repeated tale of the fall in the
+wood.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;How glad you must have felt, Fred, when you thought he was dead, that
+you had not returned his unkindness.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Glad! Edith, I cannot tell you how glad; but glad is'nt the word,
+either. On my knees that night, and often since, I have thanked God who
+helped me to check the temper that arose. Those words out of the Bible
+did it: 'If any man smite thee on thy right cheek, turn to him the other
+also.' Emilie told me that text one day, and I said I did'nt think I
+could ever do that, but I was helped somehow; but come, Edith, let us
+go and see Emilie Schomberg, I have'nt seen her since all this happened,
+though you have. How beautifully you keep my cages Edith! I think you
+are very clever; the birds get on better than they did with me. Is there
+any one you would like to give a bird to, dear? For I am sure you ought
+to share the pleasures, you have plenty of the trouble of my canaries.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh, I have pleasure enough, and their songs always seem like rejoicings
+over our reconciliation that day ever so long ago; you remember, don't
+you, Fred? but I should like a bird <i>very</i> much to give to Miss
+Schomberg; she seems low-spirited, and says she is often very lonely. A
+bird would be nice company for her, shall we take her one?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It would be rather a troublesome gift without a cage, Edith, but I have
+money enough, I think, and I will buy a cage, and then she shall have
+her bird.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;We will hang it up to greet her on Sunday morning, shall we?&quot; Thus the
+brother and sister set out, and it was a beautiful sight to their
+mother, who dearly loved them, to see the two who once were so
+quarrelsome and disunited now walking together in <i>love</i>.</p>
+
+<p>Emilie was not at home, and they stood uncertain which way to walk,
+when Fred said, &quot;Edith, I want some one to teach poor Joe love; will you
+go with me and see him? You taught me to love you, and I think Joe would
+be happier if he could see some one he could take a fancy to. Papa said
+he might see one at a time now, and poor fellow, I do pity him so. Will
+you go? It is a fine fresh afternoon, let us go to Mr. Barton's.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The October sky was clear and the air bracing, and side by side walked
+Fred and Edith on their errand of mercy to poor neglected Joe, their
+young hearts a little saddened by the remembrance of his sufferings, &quot;Is
+not his aunt coming?&quot; asked Edith.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No! actually she is not,&quot; replied Fred. &quot;She says in her letter she
+could not stand the fatigue of the journey, and that her physicians
+order her to try the waters of Bath and Cheltenham. Unfeeling creature!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Thus they chatted till they arrived at Mr. Barton's house. Mrs. Barton
+received them very kindly. &quot;Oh, Miss Parker, she said, my heart aches
+for that poor lad upstairs, and yet with all this trial, and the
+wonderful providential escape he has had, would you believe it? his
+heart seems very little affected. He is not softened that I can see. I
+told him to day how thankful he ought to be that God did not cut him off
+in all his sins, and he answered that they who tempted him into danger
+would have the most to answer for.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Ah, Mrs. Barton, it is not the way to people's hearts usually to find
+fault and upbraid them. There was much truth in what you said to Joe,
+but truth sometimes irritates by the way and time in which it is spoken,
+and it seems in this case that the <i>kind</i> of truth you told did not
+exactly suit the state of the boy's mind. Edith did not say this of
+course to the good lady, whose intentions were excellent, but who was
+rather too much disposed to be severe on young persona, and certainly
+Joe had tried her in many ways.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I will go and see whether Joe would like to see Edith may I, madam,
+asked Fred?&quot; Permission was given.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;My sister is here, Joe, you have often heard me mention her, would you
+like to see her?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh, I don't know, my back is so bad. Oh dear me, and your father tells
+me I am to lie flat in this way, months. What am I to do all through
+the Christmas holidays too? Oh! dear, dear me. Well, yes, she may come
+up.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With this not very gracious invitation little Edith stepped upstairs,
+and being of a very tender nature, no sooner did she see poor Joe's
+suffering state than she began to cry. They were tears of such genuine
+sympathy, such exquisite tenderness, that they touched Joe. He did not
+withdraw the hand she held, and felt even sorry when she herself took
+hers away. &quot;How sorry I am for you!&quot; said Edith, when she could speak,
+&quot;but may I come and read to you sometimes, and wait upon you when there
+is no one else? I think I could amuse you a little, and it might pass
+the time away. I only mean when you have no one better, you know.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Joe's permission was not very cordial, he was so afraid of girls'
+<i>flummery</i>, as he called it &quot;She plays backgammon and chess, Joe, and I
+can promise you she reads beautifully.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well, I will come on Monday,&quot; said Edith, gaily, &quot;and send me away if
+you don't want me; but dear me, do you like this light on your eyes?
+I'll ask mamma for a piece of green baize to pin up. Good bye.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As she was going out of the room Joe called her back. &quot;I have such a
+favour to ask of you, Miss Parker. Don't bring that preaching German
+lady here of whom I have heard Fred speak; I don't mind you, but I
+cannot bear so much preaching. Mrs. Barton and her together would craze
+me.&quot; Edith promised, but she felt disappointed. She had hoped that
+Emilie might have gained an entrance, and she knew that Emilie would
+have found out the way to his heart, if she could once have got into his
+presence; but she concealed her disappointment having made the required
+promise, and ran after her brother.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I don't like going where I am so plainly not wanted, Fred,&quot; said she on
+their way home, &quot;Oh, what a sad thing poor White's temper is for himself
+and every one about him.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes Edith, but <i>we</i> are not always sweet-tempered, and you must
+remember that poor White has no mother and no father, no one in short to
+love.&quot; Edith found at first that it required more judgment than she
+possessed to make her visit to Joe White either pleasant or useful.
+Illness had increased his irritability, and so far from submitting
+patiently to the confinement and restriction imposed, he was quite
+fuming with impatience to be allowed to sit up and amuse himself at
+least.</p>
+
+<p>How ingenious is affection in contriving alleviations! Here Joe sadly
+wanted some one whose wits were quickened by love. Mrs. Barton nursed
+him admirably; he was kept very neat and nice, and his room always had a
+clean tidy appearance; but it lacked the little tokens of love which
+oft-times turn the sick chamber into a kind of paradise. No flowers, no
+little contrivances for amusement, no delicate article of food to tempt
+his sickly appetite. Poor Joe! Edith soon saw this, and yet it needs
+experience in illness to adapt one's self to sick nursing. Besides she
+was afraid, she did not like to offer books and flowers, and these
+visits were quite dreaded by her.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Will you not go and see Joe, Emilie?&quot; asked Edith, one day of her
+friend, as she was recounting the difficulties in her way. &quot;You get at
+people's hearts much better than ever I could do.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;My dear child,&quot; said Emilie, &quot;did not Joe say that he begged you never
+would bring the preaching German to see him? oh no, dear, I cannot
+force my company on him. Besides you have not tried long enough,
+kindness does not work miracles; try a little longer Edith, and be
+patient with Joe as God is with us. How often we turn away from Him when
+He offers to be reconciled to us. Think of that, dear.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Fred is very patient and persevering; I often wonder, Miss Schomberg,
+that John, who really did cause the accident, seems to think less about
+Joe than Fred, who had not any thing to do with it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is not at all astonishing, Edith. It requires that our actions
+should be brought to the light of God's Word to see them in their true
+condition. An impenitent murderer thinks less of his crime than a true
+penitent, who has been moral all his life, thinks of his great sin of
+ingratitude and ungodliness.&quot;</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;">
+<a name="CHAPTER_ELEVENTH"></a><h2>CHAPTER ELEVENTH.</h2>
+
+<p>JOE'S CHRISTMAS.</p>
+<br>
+
+<p>Christmas was at hand; Christmas with its holidays, its greetings, its
+festive meetings, its gifts, its bells, and its rejoicings. That season
+when mothers prepare for the return of their children from school, and
+are wont to listen amidst storms of wind and snow for the carriage
+wheels; when little brothers and sisters strain their eyes to catch the
+first glimpse of the dear ones' approach along the snowy track; when the
+fire blazes within, and lamps are lit up to welcome them home; and hope
+and expectation and glad heart beatings are the lot of so many&mdash;of many,
+not of all. Christmas was come, but it brought no hope, no gladness, no
+mirth to poor White, either present or in prospect. The music and the
+bells of Christmas, the skating, the pony riding, the racing, the brisk
+walk, the home endearments were not for Joe&mdash;poor Joe. No mother longed
+for his return, no brother or little sister pressed to the hall door to
+get the first look or the first word; no father welcomed Joe back to the
+hearth-warmth of home sweet home. Poor orphan boy!</p>
+
+<p>Joe's uncle and aunt wrote him a kind letter, quite agreed in Mr.
+Parker's opinion that a journey into Lincolnshire was, in the state of
+his back and general health, out of the question, were fully satisfied
+that he was under the best care, both medical and magisterial, (they had
+never seen either doctor or master, and had only known of Mr. Barton
+through an advertisement,) and sent him a handsome present of pocket
+money, with the information that they were going to the South of France
+for the winter. Joe bore the news of their departure very coolly, and
+carelessly pocketed the money, knowing as he did that he had a handsome
+property in his uncle's hands, and no one would have supposed from any
+exhibition of feeling that he manifested, that he had any feeling or any
+care about the matter. Once, indeed, when a fly came to the door to
+convey Harcourt to the railway, and he saw from the window of his room
+the happy school-boy jumping with glee into the vehicle, and heard him
+say to Mr. Barton, &quot;Oh yes, Sir, I shall be met!&quot; he turned to Fred who
+sate by him and said, &quot;No one is expecting <i>me</i>, no one in the whole
+world is thinking of me now, Parker.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Fred told his mother of this speech, a speech so full of bitter truth
+that it made Mrs. Parker, kind creature as she was, shed tears, and she
+asked her husband if young White could not be removed to pass the
+Christmas holidays with them. The distance was not great, and they could
+borrow Mr. Darford's carriage, and perhaps it might do him good. Mr.
+Parker agreed, and the removal was effected.</p>
+
+<p>For some days it seemed doubtful whether the change would be either for
+poor White's mental happiness or bodily improvement. The exertion, and
+the motion and excitement together, wrought powerfully on his nervous
+frame, and he was more distressed, and irritable than ever. He could not
+sleep, he ate scarcely any thing, he rarely spoke, and more than once
+Mrs. Parker regretted that the proposal had been made. In vain Edith
+brought him plants from the little greenhouse, fine camellias, pots of
+snow-drops, and lovely anemones. They seemed rather to awaken painful
+than pleasing remembrances and associations, and once even when he had
+lain long looking at a white camellia he burst into tears. It is a great
+trial of temper, a great test of the sincerity of our purpose, when the
+means we use to please and gratify seem to have just the contrary
+effect. In the sick room especially, where kind acts, and gentle words,
+and patient forbearance are so constantly demanded, it is difficult to
+refrain from expressions of disappointment when all our endeavours fail;
+when those we wish to please and comfort, obstinately refuse to be
+pleased and comforted. Often did Fred and Edith hold counsel as to what
+would give Joe pleasure, but he was as reserved and gloomy as ever, and
+his heart seemed inaccessible to kindness and affection. Besides, there
+were continual subjects of annoyance which they could scarcely prevent,
+with all the forethought and care in the world.</p>
+
+<p>The boys were very thoughtful, for boys; Mrs. Parker had it is true
+warned them not to talk of their out-of-door pleasures and amusements
+to or before Joe, and they were generally careful; but sometimes they
+would, in the gladness of their young hearts, break out into praises of
+the fine walk they had just had on the cliff, or the glorious skating on
+the pond, of the beauty of the pony, and of undiscovered walks and rides
+in the neighbourhood. Once, in particular, Emilie, who was spending the
+afternoon with the Parkers, was struck with the expression of agony that
+arose to Joe's face from a very trifling circumstance. They were all
+talking with some young companion of what they would be when they grew
+up, and one of them appealing to Joe, he quickly said, &quot;oh, a sailor&mdash;I
+care for nobody at home and nobody cares for me, so I shall go to sea.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;To sea!&quot; the boy repeated in wonder.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And why not?&quot; said Joe, petulantly, &quot;where's the great wonder of that?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>There was a silence all through the little party; no one seemed willing
+to remind the poor lad of that which he, for a moment, seemed to
+forget&mdash;his helpless crippled state. It was only Emilie who noticed his
+look of hopelessness; she sat near him and heard his stifled sigh, and
+oh, how her heart ached for the poor lad!</p>
+
+<p>This conversation and some remarks that the boy made, led Mr. and Mrs.
+Parker seriously to think that he entertained hopes of recovery, and
+they were of opinion that it would be kinder to undeceive him, than to
+allow him to hope for that which could never he. Mr. Parker began to
+talk to him about it one day, very kindly, after an examination of his
+back, when White said, abruptly, &quot;I don't doubt you are very skilful.
+Sir, and all that, but I should like to see some other doctor. I have
+money enough to pay his fee, and uncle said I was to have no expense
+spared in getting me the best advice. Sir J. ---- comes here at Christmas,
+I know, to see his father, and I should like to see him and consult him,
+Sir, may I?&quot; Mr. Parker of course could make no objection, and a day was
+fixed for the consultation. It was a very unsatisfactory one and at once
+crushed all Joe's hopes. The result was communicated to him as gently
+and kindly as possible.</p>
+
+<p>Mrs. Parker was a mother, and her sympathy for poor Joe was more lasting
+than that of the younger branches of the family. She went to him on the
+Sunday evening following the physician's visit to tell him the whole
+truth, and she often said afterwards how she dreaded the task. Joe lay
+on the sofa before the dining room window, watching the blue sea sit a
+distance, and thinking with all the ardour of youthful longing of the
+time when his back should be well, and he should be a voyager in one of
+those beautiful ships. He should have no regrets, and no friends to
+regret him; then he groaned at the pain and inconvenience and privation
+of his present state, and panted for restoration. Mrs. Parker entered
+and eat down by him.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Is Sir J. C---- gone, Ma'am?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes, he has been gone some minutes.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;What does he say?&quot; asked the lad earnestly. &quot;He said very little to me,
+nothing indeed, only all that fudge I am always hearing&mdash;'rest,
+patience,' and so on.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He thinks it a very serious case, my dear; he says that the recumbent
+posture is very important.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But for how long, Ma'am? I would lie twelve months patiently enough if
+I hoped then to be allowed to walk about, and to be able to do as other
+boys do.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Sir J. C---- thinks, Joe, that you never will recover. I am grieved to
+tell you so, but it is the truth, and we think it best you should know
+it. Your spine is so injured that it is impossible you should ever
+recover; but you may have many enjoyments, though not able to be active
+like other boys. You must keep up your spirits; it is the will of God
+and you must submit.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Poor Mrs. Parker having disburdened her mind of a great load, and
+performed her dreaded task, left the room, telling her husband that the
+boy bore it very well, indeed, he did not seem to feel it much. The bell
+being already out for church, she called the young people to accompany
+her thither, leaving one maid-servant and the errand boy at home, and
+poor Joe to meditate on his newly-acquired information that he would be
+a cripple for life. Edith looked in and asked softly, &quot;shall I stay?&quot;
+but the &quot;No&quot; was so very decided, and so very stern that she did not
+repeat the question, so they all went off together, a cheerful family
+party.</p>
+
+<p>The errand boy betook himself to a chair in the kitchen, where he was
+soon sound asleep, and the maid-servant to the back gate to gossip with
+a sailor; so Joe was left alone with a hand-bell on the table, plenty of
+books if he liked to read them, and as far as outward comforts went
+with nothing to complain of. &quot;And here I am a cripple for life,&quot;
+ejaculated the poor fellow, when the sound of their voices died away and
+the bell ceased; &quot;and, oh, may that life be a short one! I wish, oh, I
+wish, I were dead! who would care to hear this? no one&mdash;I wish from my
+heart I were dead;&quot; and here the boy sobbed till his poor weak frame was
+convulsed with agony, and he felt as if his heart (for he had a heart)
+would break.</p>
+
+<p>In his wretchedness he longed for affection, he longed for some one who
+would really care for him, &quot;but <i>no one</i> cares for me,&quot; groaned the lad,
+&quot;no one, and I wish I might die to night.&quot; Ah, Joe, may God change you
+<i>very</i> much before he grants that wish! After he had sobbed a while, he
+began to think more calmly, but his thoughts were thoughts of revenge
+and hatred. &quot;<i>John</i> has been the cause of it all.&quot; Then he thought
+again, &quot;they may well make all this fuss over me, when their son caused
+all my misery; let them do what they will they will never make it up to
+me, but they only tolerate me I can see, I know I am in the way; they
+don't ask me here because they care for me, not they, it's only out of
+pity;&quot; and here, rolling his head from side to side, sobbed and cried
+afresh. &quot;What would I give for some one to love me, for some one to wait
+on me because they loved me! but here I am to lie all my life, a
+helpless, hopeless, cripple; oh dear! oh dear! my heart <i>will</i> break.
+Those horrid bells! will they never have done?&quot;</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>At the very moment when poor Joe was thinking that no one on earth cared
+for him, that not a heart was the sadder for his sorrow, a kind heart
+not far off was feeling very much for him. &quot;I shall not go to church
+to-night, aunt Agnes,&quot; said Emilie Schomberg, &quot;I shall go and hear what
+Sir J.C.'s opinion of poor Joe White is. I cannot get that poor fellow
+out of my mind.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No, poor boy, it is a sad case,&quot; said aunt Agnes, &quot;but why it should
+keep you from church, my dear, I don't see. <i>I</i> shall go.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>So they trotted off, Emilie promising to leave aunt Agnes safe at the
+church door, where she met the Parkers just about to enter. &quot;Oh Emilie,&quot;
+said little Edith, &quot;poor Joe! we have had Sir J.C.'s opinion, and it is
+quite as had if not worse than papa's, there is so much disease and
+such great injury done. He is all alone, Emilie, do go and sit with
+him.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is just what I wish to do, dear, but do you think he will let me?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes, oh yes, try at least,&quot; said Edith, and they parted.</p>
+
+<p>When Emilie rang at the bell Joe was in the midst of his sorrow, but
+thinking it might only be a summons for Mr. Parker, he did not take much
+notice of it until the door opened and the preaching German lady, as he
+called Emilie, entered the room. When she saw his swollen eyes and
+flushed face, she wished that she had not intruded, but she went frankly
+up to him, and began talking as indifferently as possible, to give him
+time to recover himself, said how very cold it was, stirred the fire
+into a cheerful blaze, and then relapsed into silence. The silence was
+broken at times by heavy sighs, however&mdash;they were from poor Joe. Emilie
+now went to the piano, and in her clear voice sang softly that beautiful
+anthem, &quot;I will arise and go to my Father.&quot; It was not the first time
+that Joe had shown something like emotion at the sound of music; now it
+softened and composed him. &quot;I should like to hear that again,&quot; he said,
+in a voice so unlike his own that Emilie was surprised.</p>
+
+<p>She sang it and some others that she thought he would like, and then
+said, &quot;I hope I have not tired you, but I am afraid you are in pain.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am,&quot; said Joe, in his old gruff uncivil voice, &quot;in great pain.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Can I do any thing for you?&quot; asked Emilie, modestly.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No <i>nothing</i>, nothing can be done! I shall have to lie on my back as
+long as I live, and never walk or stand or do any thing like other
+boys&mdash;but I hope I shan't live long, that's all.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Emilie did not attempt to persuade him that it would not be as bad as he
+thought&mdash;that he would adapt himself to his situation, and in time grow
+reconciled to it. She knew that his mind was in no state to receive such
+consolation, that it rather needed full and entire sympathy, and this
+she could and did most sincerely offer. &quot;I am <i>very</i> sorry for you,&quot; she
+said quietly, &quot;<i>very</i> sorry,&quot; and she approached a little nearer to his
+couch, and looked at him so compassionately that Joe believed her.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Don't you think that fellow John ought to be ashamed of himself, and I
+don't believe he ever thinks of it,&quot; said Joe, recurring to his old
+feeling of revenge and hatred.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Perhaps he thinks of it more than you imagine,&quot; said Emilie, &quot;but don't
+fancy that no one cares about you, that is the way to be very unhappy.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is <i>true</i>,&quot; said Joe, sadly.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;God cares for you,&quot; however, replied Emily softly.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh, if I could think that, it would be a comfort,&quot; Miss Schomberg, &quot;and
+I do need comfort; I do, I do indeed, groaned the boy.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Emilie's tears fell fast. No words of sympathy however touching, no
+advice however wise and good, no act however kind could have melted Joe
+as the tears of that true-hearted girl. He felt confidence in their
+sincerity, but that any one should feel for <i>him</i>, should shed tears for
+him, was so new, so softening an idea, that he was subdued. Not another
+word passed on the subject. Emilie returned to the piano, and soon had
+the joy of seeing Joe in a tranquil sleep; she shaded the lamp that it
+might not awake him, covered his poor cold feet with her warm tartan,
+and with a soft touch lifted the thick hair from his burning forehead,
+and stood looking at him with such intense interest, suck earnest
+prayerful benevolence, that it might have been an angel visit to that
+poor sufferer's pillow, so soothing was it in its influence. He half
+opened his eyes, saw that look, felt that touch, and tears stole down
+his cheeks; tears not of anger, nor discontent, but of something like
+gratitude that after all <i>one</i> person in the world cared for him. His
+sleep was short, and when he awoke, he said abruptly to Emilie, &quot;I want
+to feel less angry against John,&quot; Miss Schomberg, &quot;but I don't know how.
+It was such a cruel trick, such a cowardly trick, and I cannot forgive
+him.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I don't want to preach,&quot; said Emily, smiling, &quot;but perhaps if you would
+read a little in this book you would find help in the very difficult
+duty of forgiving men their trespasses.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Ah, the Bible, but I find that dull reading; it always makes me low
+spirited, I always associate it with lectures from uncle and Mr. Barton.
+When I did wrong I was plied up with texts.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Emilie did not know what answer to make to this speech. At last she
+said, &quot;Do you remember the account of the Saviour's crucifixion, how,
+when in agony worse than yours, he said, 'Father forgive them.' May I
+read it to you?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He did not object, and Emilie read that history which has softened many
+hearts as hard as Joe's. He made but little remark as Emilie closed the
+book, nor did she add to that which she had been reading by any comment,
+but; bidding him a kind good night, went to meet Aunt Agnes at the
+church door, and conduct her safely home.</p>
+
+<p>There is a turning point in most persons' lives, either for good or
+evil. Joe White was able long afterwards to recall that miserable Sunday
+evening, with its storm of agitation and revenge, and then its lull of
+peace and love. He who said, &quot;Peace, be still,&quot; to the tempestuous
+ocean, spoke those words to Joe's troubled spirit, and the boy was
+willing to listen and to learn. Would a long lecture on the sinfulness
+and impropriety of his revengeful and hardened state have had the same
+effect on Joe, as Emilie's hopeful, gentle, almost silent sympathy? We
+think not. &quot;I would try and make him lovable,&quot; so said and so acted
+Emilie Schomberg, and for that effort had the orphan cause to thank her
+through time and eternity.</p>
+
+<p>Joe was not of an open communicative turn, he was accustomed to keep
+his feelings and thoughts very much to himself, and he therefore did not
+tell either Fred or Edith of his conversation with Emilie, but when they
+came to bid him good night, he spoke softly to them, and when John came
+to his couch he did not offer one finger and turn away his face, as he
+had been in the habit of doing, but said, &quot;Good night,&quot; freely, almost
+kindly.</p>
+
+<p>The work went on slowly but surely, still he held back forgiveness to
+John, and while he did this, he could not be happy, he could not himself
+feel that he was forgiven. &quot;I do forgive him, at least I wish him no
+ill, Miss Schomberg,&quot; he said in one of his conversations with Emilie.
+&quot;I don't suppose I need be very fond of him. Am I required to be that?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;What does the Bible say, Joe? 'If thine enemy hunger feed him, if he
+thirst give him drink.' '<i>I</i> say unto you,' Christ says, '<i>Love</i> your
+enemies.' He does not say don't hate them, he means <i>Love</i> them. Do you
+think you have more to forgive John than Jesus had to forgive those who
+hung him on the cross?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It seems to me, Miss Schomberg, so different that example is far above
+me. I cannot be like Him you know.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yet Joe there have been instances of persons who have followed his
+example in their way and degree, and who have been taught by Him, and
+helped by Him to forgive their fellow-creatures.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But it is not in human nature to do it, I know, at least is not in
+mine.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But try and settle it in your mind, Joe, that John did not mean to
+injure you, that had he had the least idea that you would fall he would
+never have tempted you to climb. If you look upon it as accidental on
+your part, and thoughtlessness on his, it will feel easier to forgive
+him perhaps, and I am sure you may. You are quite wrong in supposing
+that John does not think of it. He told Edith only yesterday that he
+never could forgive himself for tempting you to climb, and that he did
+not wonder at your cold and distant way to him. Poor fellow! it would
+make him much happier if you would treat him as though you forgave him,
+which you cannot do unless you <i>from your heart</i> forgive him.&quot;</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;">
+<a name="CHAPTER_TWELFTH"></a><h2>CHAPTER TWELFTH.</h2>
+
+<p>THE CHRISTMAS TREE.</p>
+<br>
+
+<p>The conversation last recorded, between Emilie and Joe, took place a few
+days before Christmas. Every one noticed that Joe was more silent and
+thoughtful than usual, but he was not so morose; he received the little
+attentions of his friend more gratefully, and was especially fond of
+having Emilie talk to him, sing to him, or read to him. Emilie and her
+aunt were spending a few days at the Parkers' house, and it seemed to
+add very much to Joe's comfort. This Emilie was like a spirit of peace
+pervading the whole family. She was so sure to win Edith to obey her
+mamma, to stop John if he went a little too far in his jokes with his
+sister, to do sundry little services for Mrs. Parker, and to make
+herself such an agreeable companion to Emma, and Caroline, that they all
+agreed they wished that they had her always with them. Edith confessed
+to Emilie one day that she thought Emma and Caroline wonderfully
+improved, and as to her mamma, how very seldom she was cross now.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;We are very apt to think other persons in fault when we ourselves are
+cross and irritable, this may have been the case here, Edith, may it
+not?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Well! perhaps so, but I am sure I am much happier than I was, Emilie.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'<i>Great peace</i> have they that love God's law,' my dear, 'and nothing
+shall offend them.' What a gospel of peace it is Edith, is it not?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The great work in hand, just now, was the Christmas tree. These
+Christmas trees are becoming very common in our English homes, and the
+idea, like many more beautiful, bright, domestic thoughts, is borrowed
+from the Germans. You may be sure that Emilie and aunt Agnes were quite
+up to the preparations for this Christmas tree, and so much the more
+welcome were they as Christmas guests.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have plenty of money,&quot; said Joe, &quot;but I don't know, somehow, what
+sort of present to make, Miss Schomberg, yet I think I might pay for
+all the wax lights and ornaments, and the filagree work you talk of.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;A capital thought,&quot; said Emilie, and she took his purse, promising to
+lay out what was needful to the best advantage. Joe helped Emilie and
+the Miss Parkers very efficiently as he lay &quot;useless,&quot; he said, but they
+thought otherwise, and gave him many little jobs of pasting, gumming,
+etc. It was a beautiful tree, I assure you; but Joe had a great deal of
+mysterious talk with Emilie, apart from the rest, which, however, we
+must not divulge until Christmas eve. A little box came from London on
+the morning of the day, directed to Joe. Edith was very curious to know
+its contents; so was Fred, so was John; Emilie only smiled.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Joe, won't you unpack that box now, to gratify us all?&quot; said Mr.
+Parker, as Joe put the box on one side, nodded to Emilie, and began his
+breakfast. No, Joe could not oblige him. Evening came at last, and the
+Christmas tree was found to bear rich fruit. From many a little
+sparkling pendant branch hung offerings for Joe; poor Joe, who thought
+no one in the world cared for him. He lay on his reclining chair looking
+happier and brighter than usual, but as the gifts poured into his lap,
+gifts so evidently the offspring of tenderness and affection, so
+numerous, and so adapted to his condition, his countenance assumed a
+more serious and thoughtful cast. Every cue gave him something. There is
+no recounting the useful and pretty, if not costly, articles that Joe
+became possessor of. A beautiful tartan wrapper for his feet, from Mrs.
+Parker; a reading desk and book from Mr. Parker; a microscope from John
+and Fred; a telescope from Emilie and Edith; some beautiful knitted
+socks from aunt Agnes; a pair of Edith and Fred's very best canaries.</p>
+
+<p>When his gifts were arranged on his new table, a beautifully made table,
+ordered for him by Mr. Parker, and exactly adapted to his prostrate
+condition, and Joe saw every one's looks directed towards him lovingly,
+and finally received a lovely white camellia blossom from Edith's hand,
+he turned his face aside upon the sofa pillow and buried it in his
+hands. What could be the matter with him? asked Mrs. Parker, tenderly.
+Had any one said any thing to wound or vex him? &quot;Oh no! no! no!&quot; What
+was it then? was he overcome with the heat of the room? &quot;No, oh no!&quot;
+but might he be wheeled into the dining room, he asked? Mr. Parker
+consented, of course, but aunt Agnes was sure he was ill. &quot;Take him some
+salvolatile, Emilie, at once.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No aunt,&quot; said Emilie, &quot;he will be better without that, he is only
+overcome.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And is not that just the very thing I was saying, Emilie, child, give
+him some camphor julep then; camphor julep is a very reviving thing
+doctor! Mr. Parker, won't you give him something to revive him.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I think,&quot; said Emilie, who understood his emotion and guessed its
+cause, &quot;I think he will be better alone. His spirits are weak, owing to
+illness, I would not disturb him.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Come,&quot; said Mrs. Parker, &quot;let us look at the tree, its treasures are
+not half exhausted.&quot; Wonderful to say, although Joe had given his purse
+to Emilie for the adornment of the tree, there still were presents for
+every one from him; and what was yet more surprising to those who knew
+that Joe had not naturally much delicacy of feeling or much
+consideration for others, each present was exactly the thing that each
+person liked and wished for. But John was the most astonished with his
+share; it was a beautiful case of mathematical instruments, such a case
+as all L---- and all the county of Hampshire together could not produce;
+a case which Joe had bought for himself in London, and on which he
+greatly prided himself. John had seen and admired it, and Joe gave this
+prized, cherished case to John&mdash;his enemy John. &quot;It must be intended for
+you Fred,&quot; said John, after a minute's consideration; &quot;but no, here is
+my name on it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Margaret, at this moment, brought in a little note from Joe for John,
+who, when he had read it, coloured and said, &quot;Papa, perhaps you will
+read it aloud, I cannot.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>It was as follows:&mdash;</p>
+
+&quot;DEAR JOHN,<br>
+<br>
+&quot;I have been, as you must have seen,<br>
+very unhappy and very cross since my accident; I have<br>
+had my heart filled with thoughts of malice and revenge,<br>
+and to <i>you</i>. I have not felt as though I could forgive<br>
+you, and I have often told Emilie and Edith this; but<br>
+they have not known how wickedly I have felt to you,<br>
+nor how much I now need to ask your forgiveness for<br>
+thoughts which, in my helpless state, were as bad as actions.<br>
+Often, as I saw you run out in the snow to slide<br>
+or skate, I have wished (don't hate me for it) that you<br>
+might fall and break your leg or your arm, that you might<br>
+know a little of what I suffered. Thank God, all that is<br>
+passed away, and I now do not write so much to say I<br>
+forgive you, for I believe from my heart you only meant<br>
+to tease me a little, not to hurt me, but to ask you to pardon<br>
+me for thoughts far worse and more evil than your<br>
+thoughtless mischief to me. Will you all believe me, too,<br>
+when I say that I would not take my past, lonely, miserable<br>
+feelings back again, to be the healthiest, most active<br>
+boy on earth. Emilie has been a good friend to me, may<br>
+God bless her, and bless you all for your patience and<br>
+kindness to.<br>
+<br>
+&quot;JOS. WHITE.<br>
+<br>
+&quot;Pray do not ask me to come back to you to night, I<br>
+cannot indeed. I am not unhappy, but since my illness<br>
+my spirits are weak, and I can bear very little; your<br>
+kindness has been too much.<br>
+<br>
+&quot;J. W.&quot;<br>
+
+<p>The contents of the little box were now displayed. It was the only
+costly present on that Christmas tree, full as it was, and rich in love.
+The present was a little silver inkstand, with a dove in the centre,
+bearing not an olive branch, but a little scroll in its beak, with these
+words, which Emilie had suggested, and being a favourite German proverb
+of hers. I will give it in her own language, in which by the bye it was
+engraved. She had written the letter containing the order for the plate
+to a fellow-countryman of hers, in London, and had forgotten to specify
+that the motto must be in English; but never mind, she translated it for
+them, and I will translate it for you. &quot;Friede ern&auml;hrt, unfriede
+verzehrt.&quot; &quot;In peace we bloom, in discord we consume.&quot; The inkstand was
+for Mr. and Mrs. Parker, and the slip of paper said it was from their
+grateful friend, Joe White. That was the secret. Emilie had kept it
+well; they rather laughed at her for not translating the motto, but no
+matter, she had taught them all a German phrase by the mistake.</p>
+
+<p>Where was she gone? she had slipped away from the merry party, and was
+by Joe's couch. Joe's heart was very full, full with the newly-awakened
+sense that he loved and that he was loved; full of earnest resolves to
+become less selfish, less thankless, less irritable. He knew his lot
+now, knew all that lay before him, the privations, the restrictions, the
+weakness, and the sufferings. He knew that he could never hope again to
+share in the many joys of boyhood and youth; that he must lay aside his
+cricket ball, his hoop, his kite, in short all his active amusements,
+and consign himself to the couch through the winter, spring, summer,
+autumn, and winter again. He felt this very bitterly; and when all the
+gifts were lavished upon him, he thought, &quot;Oh, for my health and
+strength again, and I would gladly give up <i>all</i> these gifts, nay, I
+would joyfully be a beggar.&quot; But when he was alone, in the view of all I
+have written and more, he felt that he could forgive John, that in short
+he must ask John to forgive him, and this conviction came not suddenly
+and by chance, but as the result of honest sober consideration, of his
+own sincere communings with conscience.</p>
+
+<p>Still he felt very desolate, still he could scarcely believe in Emilie's
+assurance, &quot;You may have God for your friend,&quot; and something of this he
+told Miss Schomberg, when she came to sit by him for awhile. She had but
+little faith in her own eloquence, we have said, and she felt now more
+than ever how dangerous it would be to deceive him, so she did not lull
+him into false peace, but she soothed him with the promise of Him who
+loves us not because of our worthiness, but who has compassion on us out
+of his free mercy. Herein is love indeed, thought poor Joe, and he
+meditated long upon it, so long that his heart began to feel something
+of its power, and he sank to sleep that night happier and calmer than he
+had ever slept before, wondering in his last conscious moments that God
+should love <i>him</i>.</p>
+
+<p>Poor Joel he had much to struggle with; for if indulgence and
+over-weening affection ruin their thousands, neglect and heartlessness
+ruin tens of thousands. The heart not used to exercise the affection,
+becomes as it were paralyzed, and so he found it. He could not love as
+he ought, he could not be grateful as he knew he ought to be, and he
+found himself continually receiving acts of kindness, as matters of
+course, and without suitable feeling of kindness and gratitude in
+return; but the more he knew of himself the more he felt of his own
+unworthiness, the more gratefully he acknowledged and appreciated the
+love of others to him. The ungrateful are always proud. The humble,
+those who know how undeserving they are, are always grateful.</p>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;">
+<a name="CHAPTER_THIRTEENTH"></a><h2>CHAPTER THIRTEENTH.</h2>
+
+<p>THE NEW HOME.</p>
+<br>
+
+<p>Let us pass by twelve months, and see how the law of kindness is working
+then. Mrs. Parker is certainly happier, less troubled than she was two
+years ago; Edith is a better and more dutiful child, and the sisters are
+far more sociable with her than formerly. The dove of peace has taken up
+its abode in the Parker family. How is it in High Street? Emilie and
+aunt Agnes are not there, but Miss Webster is still going on with her
+straw bonnet trade and her lodging letting, and she is really as good
+tempered as we can expect of a person whose temper has been bad so very
+long, and who has for so many years been accustomed to view her fellow
+creatures suspiciously and unkindly.</p>
+
+<p>But Emilie is gone, and are you not curious to know where? I will tell
+you; she is gone back to Germany&mdash;she and her aunt Agnes are both gone
+to Frankfort to live. The fact is, that Emilie is married. She was
+engaged to a young Professor of languages, at the very time when the
+Christmas tree was raised last year in Mr. Parker's drawing room. He
+formed one of the party, indeed, and, but that I am such a very bad hand
+at describing love affairs, I might have mentioned it then; besides,
+this is not a <i>love story</i> exactly, though there is a great deal about
+<i>love</i> in it.</p>
+
+<p>Lewes Franks had come over to England with letters of recommendation
+from one or two respectable English families at Frankfort, and was
+anxious to return with two or three English pupils, and commence a
+school in that town. His name was well known to Mr. Parker, who gladly
+promised to consign his two sons, John and Fred to his care, but
+recommended young Franks to get married. This Franks was not loth to do
+when he saw Emilie Schomberg, and after rather a short courtship, and
+quite a matter of fact one, they married and went over to Germany,
+accompanied by John, Fred, and Joe White. Mr. Barton, after the sad
+accident in the plantation, had so little relish for school keeping,
+that he very gladly resigned his pupils to young Franks, who, if he had
+little experience in tuition, was admirably qualified to train the young
+by a natural gentleness and kindness of disposition, and sincere and
+stedfast christian principle.</p>
+
+<p>Edith longed to accompany them, but that was not to be thought of, and
+so she consoled herself by writing long letters to Emilie, which
+contained plenty of L---- news. I will transcribe one for you.</p>
+
+<p>The following was dated a few months after the departure of the party,
+not the first though, you may be sure.</p>
+
+L----, Dec, 18&mdash;<br>
+DEAREST EMILIE,<br>
+<br>
+I am thinking so much of you to-night<br>
+that I must write to tell you so. I wish letters<br>
+only cost one penny to Frankfort, and I would write to<br>
+you every day. I want so to know how you are spending<br>
+your Christmas at Frankfort. We shall have no Christmas<br>
+tree this year. We all agreed that it would be a melancholy<br>
+attempt at mirth now you are gone, and dear Fred<br>
+and John and poor Joe. I fancy you will have one<br>
+though, and oh, I wish I was with you to see it, but<br>
+mamma is often very poorly now, and likes me to be<br>
+with her, and I know I am in the right place, so I<br>
+won't wish to be elsewhere. Papa is very much from<br>
+home now, he has so many patients at a distance, and<br>
+sometimes he takes me long rides with him, which is<br>
+a great pleasure. One of his patients is just dead,<br>
+you will be sorry to hear who I mean&mdash;Poor old Joe<br>
+Murray! He took cold in November, going out with<br>
+his Life Boat, one very stormy night, to a ship in<br>
+distress off L---- sands, the wind and rain were very<br>
+violent, and he was too long in his wet clothes, but he<br>
+saved with his own arm two of the crew; two boys about<br>
+the age of his own poor Bob. Every one says it was a<br>
+noble act; they were just ready to sink, and the boat in<br>
+another moment would have gone off without them. His<br>
+own life was in great danger, but be said he remembered<br>
+your, or rather the Saviour's, &quot;Golden Rule,&quot; and could<br>
+not hesitate. Think of remembering that in a November<br>
+storm in the raging sea! He plunged in and dragged<br>
+first one and then another into the boat. These boys<br>
+were brothers, and it was their first voyage. They told<br>
+Joe that they had gone to sea out of opposition to their<br>
+father, who contradicted their desires in every thing, but<br>
+that now they had had quite enough of it, and should<br>
+return; but I must not tell you all their story, or my<br>
+letter will he too long. Joe, as I told you, caught cold,<br>
+and though he was kindly nursed and Sarah waited on him<br>
+beautifully, he got worse and worse. I often went to see<br>
+him, and he was very fond of my reading in the Bible<br>
+to him; but one day last week he was taken with inflammation<br>
+of the chest, and died in a few hours. Papa says he<br>
+might have lived years, but for that cold, he was such a<br>
+healthy man. I feel very sorry he is gone.<br>
+<br>
+I can't help crying when I think of it, for I remember<br>
+he was very useful to me that May evening when we<br>
+were primrose gathering. Do you recollect that evening,<br>
+Emilie?  Ah, I have much to thank you for. What a<br>
+selfish, wilful, irritable girl I was! So I am now at times,<br>
+my evil thoughts and feelings cling so close to me, and<br>
+I have no longer you, dear Emilie, to warn and to encourage<br>
+me, but I have Jesus still. He Is a good Friend<br>
+to me, a better even than you have been.<br>
+<br>
+I owe you a great deal Emilie; you taught me to love,<br>
+you showed me the sin of temper, and the beauty of peace<br>
+and love. I go and see Miss Webster sometimes, as you<br>
+wish; she is getting very much more sociable than she was,<br>
+and does not give quite such short answers. She often<br>
+speaks of you, and says you were a good friend to her; that<br>
+is a great deal for her to say, is it not? How happy you<br>
+must be to have every one love you! I am glad to<br>
+say that Fred's canaries are well, but they don't <i>agree</i> at<br>
+all times. There is no teaching canaries to love one<br>
+another, so all I can do is to separate the fighters; but<br>
+I love those birds, I love them for Fred's sake, and I love<br>
+them for the remembrances they awaken of our first days<br>
+of peace and union.<br>
+<br>
+My love to Joe, poor Joe! Do write and tell me how<br>
+he goes on, does he walk at all? Ever dear Emilie,<br>
+<br>
+Your affectionate<br>
+<br>
+EDITH.<br>
+
+<p>There were letters to John and Fred in the same packet, and I think you
+will like to hear one of Fred's to his sister, giving an account of the
+Christmas festivities at Frankfort.</p>
+
+DEAR EDITH,<br>
+<br>
+I am very busy to-day, but I must<br>
+give you a few lines to tell you how delighted your letters<br>
+made us. We are very happy here, but <i>home</i> is the place<br>
+after all, and it is one of our good Master's most constant<br>
+themes. He is always talking to us about home, and<br>
+encouraging us to talk of and think of it. Emilie seems<br>
+like a sister to us, and she enters into all our feelings as<br>
+well us you could do yourself.<br>
+<br>
+Well, you will want to know something about our<br>
+Christmas doings at school. They have been glorious I<br>
+can tell you&mdash;such a Christmas tree! Such a lot of<br>
+presents in our <i>shoes</i> on Christmas morning; such dinings<br>
+and suppings, and musical parties! You must know every<br>
+one sings here, the servants go singing about the house<br>
+like nightingales, or sweeter than nightingales to my<br>
+mind, like our dear &quot;Kanarien Vogel.&quot;<br>
+<br>
+You ask for Joe, he is very patient, and kind and good<br>
+to us all, he and John are capital friends; and oh, Edith,<br>
+it would do your heart good to see how John devotes himself<br>
+to the poor fellow. He waits upon him like a servant,<br>
+but it is all <i>love</i> service. Joe can scarcely bear him out<br>
+of his sight. Herr Franks was asked the other day, by<br>
+a gentleman who came to sup with us, if they were brothers.<br>
+John watches all Joe's looks, and is so careful<br>
+that nothing may be said to wound him, or to remind<br>
+him of his great affliction more than needs be. It was a<br>
+beautiful sight on New Year's Eve to see Joe's boxes<br>
+that he has carved. He has become very clever at that<br>
+work, and there was an article of his carving for every<br>
+one, but the best was for Emilie, and she <i>deserted</i> it.<br>
+Oh, how he loves Emilie! If he is beginning to feel in<br>
+one of his old cross moods, he says that Emilie's face, or<br>
+Emilie's voice disperses it all, and well it may; Emilie<br>
+has sweetened sourer tempers than Joe White's.<br>
+<br>
+But now comes a sorrowful part of my letter. Joe is<br>
+very unwell, he has a cough, (he was never strong you<br>
+know,) and the doctor says he is very much afraid his<br>
+lungs are diseased. He certainly gets thinner and<br>
+weaker, and he said to me to-day what I must tell you.<br>
+He spoke of his longings to travel (to go to Australia was<br>
+always his fancy.) &quot;And now, Fred,&quot; he said, &quot;I never<br>
+think of going <i>there</i>, I am thinking of a longer journey<br>
+<i>still</i>.&quot; &quot;A longer journey, Joe!&quot; I said, &quot;Well, you have<br>
+got the travelling mania on you yet, I see.&quot; He looked<br>
+so sad, that I said, &quot;What do you mean Joe?&quot; He<br>
+replied, &quot;Fred, I think nothing of journeys and voyages<br>
+in this world now. I am thinking of a pilgrimage to the<br>
+land where all our wandering's will have an end. I<br>
+longed, oh Fred, you know how I longed to go to foreign<br>
+lands, but I long now as I never longed before to go to<br>
+<i>Heaven</i>.&quot; I begged him not to talk of dying, but he said<br>
+it did not make him low spirited. Emilie and he talked<br>
+of it often. Ah Edith! that boy is more fit for heaven<br>
+than any of us who a year or two ago thought him<br>
+scarcely fit to be our companion, but as Emilie said the<br>
+other day, God often causes the very afflictions that he<br>
+sends to become his choicest mercies. So it has been<br>
+with poor White, I am sure. I find I have nearly filled<br>
+my letter about Joe, but we all think a great deal of him.<br>
+Don't you remember Emilie's saying, &quot;I would try to<br>
+make him lovable.&quot; He is lovable now, I assure you.<br>
+<br>
+I am sorry our canaries quarrel, but that is no fault of<br>
+yours. We have only two school-fellows at present, but<br>
+Herr Franks does not wish for a large school; he says he<br>
+likes to be always with us, and to be our companion, which<br>
+if there were more of us he could not so well manage. We<br>
+have one trouble, and that is in the temper of this newly<br>
+arrived German boy, but we are going to try and make<br>
+him lovable. He is a good way off it <i>yet</i>.<br>
+<br>
+I must leave John to tell you about the many things I<br>
+have forgotten, and I will write soon. We have a cat<br>
+here whom we call <i>Muff</i>, after your old pet. Her name<br>
+often reminds me of your sacrifice for me. Ah! my dear<br>
+little sister, you heaped coals of fire on my head that day.<br>
+Truly you were not overcome of evil, you overcame evil<br>
+with good. Dear love to all at home. Your ever affectionate<br>
+brother,<br>
+<br>
+FRED PARKER.<br>
+
+
+
+<hr style="width: 65%;">
+<a name="CHAPTER_FOURTEENTH"></a><h2>CHAPTER FOURTEENTH.</h2>
+
+<p>THE LAST.</p>
+<br>
+
+<p>&quot;Hush, dears! hush!&quot; said a gentle voice, pointing to a shaded window.
+&quot;He is asleep now, and we must have the window open for air this sultry
+evening. I would not rake that bed to-night, John, I think.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is <i>his</i> garden, Emilie.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes, I know&quot;&mdash;and she sighed.&mdash;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It <i>is</i> his garden, and his eye always sees the least weed and the
+least untidiness. He will be sure to notice it when he is drawn out
+to-morrow.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;John there may be no to-morrow for Joe, he is altered very much to-day,
+and it is evident to me he is sinking fast. He won't come down again, I
+think.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;May I go and sit by him, Emilie?&quot; said the boy, quietly gathering up
+his tools and preparing to leave his employment.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes, but be very still.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>It was a striking contrast; that fine, florid, healthy boy, whose frame
+was gaining vigour and manliness daily, whose blight eye had scarcely
+ever been dimmed by illness or pain, and that pale, deformed, weary
+sleeper. So Emilie thought as she took her seat by the open window and
+watched them both. The roses and the carnations that John had brought to
+his friend were quietly laid on the table as he caught the first glimpse
+of the dying boy. There was that in the action which convinced Emilie
+that John was aware of his friend's state and they quietly sat down to
+watch him. The stars came out one by one, the dew was falling, the birds
+were all hurrying home, children were asleep in their happy beds; many
+glad voices mingled by open casements and social supper tables, some few
+lingered out of doors to enjoy the beauties of that quiet August night,
+the last on earth of one, at least, of God's creatures. They watched on.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have been asleep, Emilie, a beautiful sleep, I was dreaming of my
+mother; I awoke, and it was you. John, <i>you</i> there too! Good, patient,
+watchful John. Leave me a moment, quite alone with John, will you,
+Emilie? Moments are a great deal to me now.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The friends were left alone, their talk was of death and eternity, on
+the solemn realities of which one of them was about to enter, and
+carefully as John had shielded Joe, tenderly as he had watched over him
+hitherto, he must now leave him to pass the stream alone&mdash;yet not alone.</p>
+
+<p>Emilie soon returned; it was to see him die. It was not much that he
+could say, and much was not needed. The agony of breathing those last
+breaths was very great. He had lived long near to God, and in the dark
+valley his Saviour was still near to him. He was at peace&mdash;at peace in
+the dying conflict; it was only death now with whom he had to contend.
+Being justified by faith, he had peace with God through the Lord Jesus
+Christ. His last words were whispered in the ear of that good elder
+sister, our true-hearted, loving Emilie. &quot;Bless you, dear Emilie, God
+<i>will</i> bless you, for 'Blessed are the peacemakers.'&quot;</p>
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+DICTIONARY OF EVERY DESIGNATION IN THE SCIENCE.</p>
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+<p>Just Published, in post 8vo. price 6<i>s</i>. bound in cloth,</p>
+
+<p>PHYSIOLOGY OF HUMAN NATURE;</p>
+
+<p>Being an Investigation of the Moral and Physical Condition of Man, in
+his relation to the Inspired Word of God.</p>
+
+<p>DEDICATED TO THE REV. DR. CUMMING. By R. CROSS, M.D.</p>
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+the Present, and the Future. By JAMES BIDEN.</p>
+
+<p>In this work will be found an explanation of Daniel's Prophecies,
+including the last, which has never before been understood. Also an
+interpretation, in part, of the city of Ezekiel's Vision, showing its
+spiritual character. Also an interpretation of the greater part of the
+Revelation of St. John; giving to portions an entirely new reading,
+especially to the whole of the 20th chapter.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
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+Frontispiece by WEIR.</p>
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+
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+<p>Just published, post 8vo. price 10s. 6d. bound in cloth,</p>
+
+<p>DEALINGS WITH THE INQUISITION AT ROME.</p>
+
+<p>BY DR. GIACINTO ACHILLI.</p>
+
+<p>Extract from the Work.&mdash;&quot;It is to unmask and expose Popery, as it is at
+the present day, that I undertake the writing of this work ...I should
+be sorry for it to be said or thought, that I undertook it to gratify
+any bad feeling; my sole motive has been to make the truth evident, that
+all may apprehend it. It was for hearing and speaking the truth that I
+incurred the hatred of the Papal Court; it was for the truth's sake that
+I hesitated at no sacrifice it required of me; and it is for the truth
+that I lay the present Narrative before the public.&quot;</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>EDITED BY DR. CUMMING. 18mo. cloth, price 1s. 6d.</p>
+
+<p>MATTHEW POOLE'S DIALOGUE BETWEEN A POPISH PRIEST AND AN ENGLISH
+PROTESTANT.</p>
+
+<p>Wherein the principal Points and Arguments of both Religions are truly
+Proposed, and fully Examined.</p>
+
+<p>New Edition, with the References revised and corrected.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>Second Edition, enlarged and improved, 12mo. cloth, price 2s. 6d.</p>
+
+<p>ROMANISM IN ENGLAND EXPOSED.</p>
+
+<p>A Series of Letters, exposing the Blasphemous and Soul-destroying system
+advocated and taught by the Redemptorist Fathers of Clapham. By C.H.
+Collete, Esq.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;We strongly recommend this publication, which is particularly valuable
+just now.&quot;&mdash;<i>Royal Cornwall Gazette</i>.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;We recommend the work to the serious and earnest attention of our
+readers as one of unusual interest, and as discovering the active
+existence, in our very midst, of a system of idolatry and blasphemy as
+gross as any recorded in the History of Popery.&quot;&mdash;<i>Bell's Weekly
+Messenger</i>.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>Also, by the same Author, price 1s.</p>
+
+<p>POPISH INFALLIBILITY.</p>
+
+<p>Letters to Viscount Fielding on his Secession.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>WORKS BY THE REV. JOHN CUMMING, D.D.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>1. Published this day, in fcap. 8vo. price 9s. cloth, elegantly gilt or
+13s. morocco extra,</p>
+
+<p>PROPHETIC STUDIES: OR, LECTURES ON THE BOOK OF DANIEL.</p>
+
+<p>2. Also, by the same Author, New Editions, revised and corrected, with
+Two Indices. In Two vols. price 9s. each, cloth gilt; or 26s. morocco
+extra,</p>
+
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+in Exeter Hall, and at Crown Court Church.</p>
+
+<p>3. Also, uniform with the above. Fifth Thousand.</p>
+
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+OF ASIA MINOR. Illustrated by Wood Engravings, representing the present
+state of the Apcetolic Churches.</p>
+
+<p>4. New Edition, in the Press.</p>
+
+<p>LECTURES FOR THE TIMES: AN EXPOSITION OF TRIDENTE AND TRACTARIAN POPERY.</p>
+
+<p>5. Now complete, in One Volume, containing 688 pages, price 6s. cloth
+lettered,</p>
+
+<p>A CHEAP EDITION OF THE CELEBRATED PROTESTANT DISCUSSION Between the Rev.
+JOHN CUMMING, D.D. and DANIEL FRENCH, Esq. Barrister-at-Law, held at
+Hammersmith, in MDCCCXXXIX.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No Clergyman's library can be complete without it.&quot;&mdash;<i>Bell's
+Messenger.</i></p>
+
+<p>&quot;A compendium of argument.&quot;&mdash;<i>Gentleman's Magazine.</i></p>
+
+<p>&quot;The subject <i>pro</i> and <i>con</i> is all but exhausted.&quot;&mdash;<i>Church and State
+Gazette.</i></p>
+
+<p>&quot;This book ought to be in the hands of every Protestant in Britain, more
+particularly all Clergymen, Ministers, and Teachers; a more thorough
+acquaintance with the great Controversy may be acquired from this volume
+than from any other source.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>6. Seventh Edition, fcap. 8vo. cloth, price 3<i>s</i>.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;IS CHRISTIANITY FROM GOD?&quot; A Manual of Christian Evidences for
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+
+<p>&quot;We never read a work of this description which gave us so much
+satisfaction. It is a work of the utmost value.&quot;&mdash;<i>Ecclesiastical
+Times</i>.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is drawn up with much care, clearness, and earnestness.&quot;&mdash;<i>Aberdeen
+Journal</i>.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The topics contained in this volume are treated with intelligence,
+clearness, and eloquence.&quot;&mdash;<i>Dr. Vaughan's Review</i>.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;As a popular compendium of Christian Evidence, we thoroughly recommend
+this volume.&quot;&mdash;<i>Noncomformist</i>.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It bears the impress of a clear and vigorous understanding. Dr. Cumming
+has done great service to the cause of Divine Revelation by the
+publication of it.&quot;&mdash;<i>Church of England Journal</i>.</p>
+
+<p>7. Third Edition, fcap. 8vo. price 3<i>s</i>. cloth gilt,</p>
+
+<p>OUR FATHER; A Manual of Family Prayers for General and Special
+Occasions, with short Prayers for spare minutes, and Passages for
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+
+<p>8. Uniform with the above,</p>
+
+<p>THE COMMUNION TABLE; Or, Communicant's Manual: a plain and practical
+Exposition of the Lord's Supper.</p>
+
+<p>9. Just published, price 4<i>s</i>. cloth gilt,</p>
+
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+
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+TRUE CHARTER. 6. THE TRUE SUCCESSION. 7. PSALM FOR THE DAY. 8.
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+
+<p>10. DR. CUMMING'S SERMON BEFORE THE QUEEN. Sixteenth Thousand, price
+1<i>s</i>.</p>
+
+<p>SALVATION: A Sermon preached in the Parish Church of Crathie, Balmoral,
+before Her Majesty the Queen, on Sunday, Sept. 22d, 1850.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>Second Edition, revised and corrected, with an Index,</p>
+
+<p>CHEMISTRY NO MYSTERY:</p>
+
+<p>Being the Subject-matter of a Course of Lectures by Dr. Scoffeon. In
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+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
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+
+<p>BAKEWELL'S PHILOSOPHICAL CONVERSATIONS. Illustrated with Diagrams and
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+
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+
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+
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+
+<p>SELECT POETRY FOR CHILDREN; with Brief Explanatory Notes. Arranged for
+the use of Schools and Families by Joseph Payne.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>Second Edition, in 19mo. cloth, price 6s.</p>
+
+<p>STUDIES IN ENGLISH POETRY. Edited by Joseph Payne.</p>
+
+<p>With short Biographical Sketches and Notes, intended as a Text-Book for
+the higher classes in Schools, and as an Introduction to the study of
+English Literature.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>In preparation, uniform with the above, by the same Editor. STUDIES IN
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+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>Just published, price 6d.</p>
+
+<p>THE ILLUSTRATED FRENCH AND ENGLISH PRIMER.</p>
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+
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+8. MODERATION. 9. PATIENCE. 10. REFLECTION. 11. SELF-DENIAL. 12. YOUNG
+CADET; or, Travels in Hindostan. 13. YOUNG PILGRIM; or, Alfred Campell's
+Return.</p>
+
+<p>SECOND CLASS, in 18mo. Price 1s. 6d.</p>
+
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+<p>1. With Plates on Steel, Second Edition,</p>
+
+<p>HOW TO WIN LOVE; OR, RHONDA'S LESSON. BY THE AUTHOR OF &quot;MICHAEL THE
+MINER,&quot; ETC.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;A very captivating story.&quot;&mdash;<i>Morning Post.</i></p>
+
+<p>&quot;Truthfulness, descriptive talent, and pure morality in every line.&quot;&mdash;
+<i>Literary Gazette.</i></p>
+
+<p>&quot;Just what a story for children ought to be.&quot;&mdash;<i>Douglas Jerrold's
+Newspaper.</i></p>
+
+<p>2. PIPPIE'S WARNING; OR, THE ADVENTURES OF A DANCING DOG. BY CATHERINE
+CROWE, AUTHOR OF 'SUSAN HOPLEY,' ETC.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;A capital story.&quot;&mdash;<i>Athenaeum.</i> &quot;This is a capital child's
+book.&quot;&mdash;<i>Scotsman.</i></p>
+
+<p>3. STRATAGEMS. BY MRS. NEWTON CROSLAND, (late CAMILLA TOULMIN.)</p>
+
+<p>&quot;A sweet tale, penned in a fair mood, and such as will make a rare gift
+for a child.&quot;&mdash;<i>Sun</i>.</p>
+
+<p>4. With Four Illustrations.</p>
+
+<p>MY OLD PUPILS. The former work of this author, &quot;MY SCHOOLBOY DAYS,&quot; has
+attained great popularity, upwards of ten thousand copies having been
+circulated in this country alone.</p>
+
+<p>5 Third Edition, with gilt edges,</p>
+
+<p>STORIES FROM THE GOSPELS. By MRS. HENRY LYNCH, AUTHOR OF &quot;MAUDE
+EFFINGHAM,&quot; ETC.</p>
+
+<p>6. Just published,</p>
+
+<p>PLEASANT PASTIME; Or, DRAWING-ROOM DRAMAS, for Private Representation by
+the Young.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>NEW TALE FOR THE YOUNG, BY SILVERPEN.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>JUST PUBLISHED, In foolscap 8vo. price 7<i>s</i>. 6<i>d</i>. elegantly bound and
+gilt, WITH
+NUMEROUS ILLUSTRATIONS BY HARVEY,</p>
+
+<p>THE DOCTOR'S LITTLE DAUGHTER. THE STORY OF A CHILD'S LIFE AMIDST THE
+WOODS AND HILLS.</p>
+
+<p>BY ELIZA METEYARD.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;This is a very delightful book, especially calculated for the amusement
+and instruction of our young friends; and is evidently the production of
+a right-thinking and accomplished mind.&quot;&mdash;<i>Church of England Review</i>.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;An elegant, interesting, and unobjectionable present for young ladies.
+The moral of the book turns on benevolence.&quot;&mdash;<i>Christian Times</i>.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;This Story of a Child's Life is so full of beauty end meekness that we
+can hardly express our sense of its worth in the words of common
+praise.&quot;&mdash;<i>Nonconformist</i>.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;This will be a choice present for the young.&quot;&mdash;<i>British Quarterly
+Review</i>.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>A GIFT BOOK FOR ALL SEASONS.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>In square post 8vo, price 5<i>s</i>. handsomely bound and gilt,</p>
+
+<p>THE JUVENILE CALENDAR, AND ZODIAC OF FLOWERS By Mrs. T. K. Hervey</p>
+
+<p>WITH TWELVE ILLUSTRATIONS OF THE MONTHS. By RICHARD DOYLE.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Never has the graceful pencil of Mr. Doyle been more gracefully
+employed than in sketching the charming illustrations of this charming
+volume.&quot;&mdash;<i>Sun</i>.</p>
+
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+
+<p>&quot;One need not ask for a prettier or more appropriate gift.&quot;&mdash;<i>Atlas</i>.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;One of the most charming gift-books for the young which we have never
+met with.&quot;&mdash;<i>Nonconformist</i>.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>In fcp. 8vo. price 5<i>s</i>. cloth gilt, illustrated by FRANKLIN,</p>
+
+<p>COLA MONTI; OR, THE STORY OF A GENIUS. A TALE FOR BOYS.</p>
+
+<p>BY THE AUTHOR OF &quot;HOW TO WIN LOVE,&quot; ETC.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;We heartily command it as delightful holiday reading.&quot;&mdash;<i>Critic</i>.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;A lively narrative of school-boy adventures.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;A very charming and admirably written volume. It is adapted to make
+boys better.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;A simple and pleasing story of school-boy life.&quot;&mdash;<i>John Bull</i>.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>In 18mo. price 1<i>s</i>. 6<i>d</i>. with Illustrations by A. COOPER, R A.</p>
+
+<p>THE VOICE OF MANY WATERS. BY MRS. DAVID OSBORNE.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>NEW CHRISTMAS BOOK FOR THE YOUNG.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>Just published, in fcap. 8vo. price 5<i>s</i>. handsomely bound, with gilt
+edges,</p>
+
+<p>THE ILLUSTRATED YEAR BOOK. SECOND SERIES. THE WONDERS, EVENTS, AND
+DISCOVERIES OF 1850.</p>
+
+<p>EDITED BY JOHN TIMBS.</p>
+
+<p>WITH NUMEROUS ENGRAVINGS ON WOOD. <i>Among the Contents of this
+interesting Volume will be found</i> THE HIPPOPOTAMUS. OCEAN STEAMERS.
+CHURCH BUILDING. THE KOH-I-NOOR. TROPICAL STORMS. NEPAULESE EMBASSY.
+SUBMARINE TELEGRAPH. PANORAMAS. OVERLAND ROUTE. COLOSSAL STATUE OF
+&quot;BAVARIA.&quot; INDUSTRIAL EXHIBITION, 1851.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;What a treasure in a country house must not such an Encyclopaedia of
+amusing knowledge afford, when the series has grown to a few volumes.
+Not only an Encyclopaedia of amusing and useful knowledge, but that
+which will give to memory a chronological chart of our acquisition of
+information. This admirable idea is well followed out in the little
+volume in our hands. The notiore are all clear, full, and satisfactory,
+and the engravings with which the volume is embellished are every way
+worthy of the literary part of the work.&quot;&mdash;<i>Standard</i>.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The work is well done, and deserves notice as a striking memorial of
+the chief occurrences of 1850.&quot;&mdash;<i>Atlas</i>.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Books such as this are, and will be, the landmarks of social,
+scientific, mechanical, and moral progress; it extends to nearly four
+hundred pages of well-condensed matter, illustrated with numerous
+excellently engraved wood blocks.&quot;&mdash;<i>Advertiser</i>.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is a stirring and instructive volume for intelligent young
+people.&quot;&mdash;<i>Evangelical</i>.</p>
+
+<p><b>The former Volume, for 1849, still continues on Sale.</b></p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>NEW GIFT BOOK FOR THE SEASON.</p>
+
+<hr style="width: 45%;">
+
+<p>In 8vo. price 16s. bound in cloth, or 24s. morocco elegant,</p>
+
+<p>PILGRIMAGES TO ENGLISH SHRINES.</p>
+
+<p>BY MRS. S.C. HALL.</p>
+
+<p>WITH NOTES AND ILLUSTRATIONS BY F.W. FAIRHOLT, F S.A. <i>Among the
+interesting subjects of this Volume will be found,</i> The Birth-place or
+John Bunyan; the Burial-place of John Hampden; the Residence of Hannah
+More; the Tomb of Sir Thomas Gresham; the Tomb of Thomas Gray; the
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+The Project Gutenberg eBook, Emilie the Peacemaker, by Mrs. Thomas Geldart
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+Title: Emilie the Peacemaker
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+Author: Mrs. Thomas Geldart
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+Release Date: February 25, 2004  [eBook #11290]
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+
+EMILIE THE PEACEMAKER.
+
+BY MRS. THOMAS GELDART.
+
+AUTHOR OF "TRUTH IS EVERYTHING;" "NURSERY GUIDE;" "STORIES OF ENGLAND
+AND HER FORTY COUNTIES;" AND "THOUGHTS FOR HOME."
+
+MDCCCLI.
+
+
+
+
+
+Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of
+God.... Matt v. 9.
+
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS.
+
+
+CHAPTER I.
+
+INTRODUCTION
+
+CHAPTER II.
+
+THE SOFT ANSWER
+
+CHAPTER III.
+
+THE LESSON AT THE COTTAGE
+
+CHAPTER IV.
+
+THE HOLIDAYS
+
+CHAPTER V.
+
+EDITH'S TRIALS
+
+CHAPTER VI.
+
+EMILIE'S TRIALS
+
+CHAPTER VII.
+
+BETTER THINGS
+
+CHAPTER VIII.
+
+GOOD FOR EVIL
+
+CHAPTER IX.
+
+FRED A PEACEMAKER
+
+CHAPTER X.
+
+EDITH'S VISIT TO JOE
+
+CHAPTER XI.
+
+JOE'S CHRISTMAS
+
+CHAPTER XII.
+
+THE CHRISTMAS TREE
+
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIII.
+
+THE NEW HOME
+
+CHAPTER XIV.
+
+THE LAST
+
+
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER FIRST.
+
+INTRODUCTION.
+
+
+One bright afternoon, or rather evening, in May, two girls, with basket
+in hand, were seen leaving the little seaport town in which they
+resided, for the professed purpose of primrose gathering, but in reality
+to enjoy the pure air of the first summer-like evening of a season,
+which had been unusually cold and backward. Their way lay through bowery
+lanes scented with sweet brier and hawthorn, and every now and then
+glorious were the views of the beautiful ocean, which lay calmly
+reposing and smiling beneath the setting sun. "How unlike that stormy,
+dark, and noisy sea of but a week ago!" so said the friends to each
+other, as they listened to its distant musical murmur, and heard the
+waves break gently on the shingly beach.
+
+Although we have called them friends, there was a considerable
+difference in their ages. That tall and pleasing, though plain, girl in
+black, was the governess of the younger. Her name was Emilie Schomberg.
+The little rosy, dark-eyed, and merry girl, her pupil, we shall call
+Edith Parker. She had scarcely numbered twelve Mays, and was at the age
+when primrosing and violeting have not lost their charms, and when
+spring is the most welcome, and the dearest of all the four seasons.
+Emilie Schomberg, as her name may lead you to infer, was a German. She
+spoke English, however, so well, that you would scarcely have supposed
+her to be a foreigner, and having resided in England for some years, had
+been accustomed to the frequent use of that language. Emilie Schomberg
+was the daily governess of little Edith. Little she was always called,
+for she was the youngest of the family, and at eleven years of age, if
+the truth must be told of her, was a good deal of a baby.
+
+Several schemes of education had been tried for this same little
+Edith,--schools and governesses and masters,--but Emilie Schomberg, who
+now came to her for a few hours every other day, had obtained greater
+influence over her than any former instructor; and in addition to the
+German, French, and music, which she undertook to teach, she instructed
+Edith in a few things not really within her province, but nevertheless
+of some importance; of these you shall judge. The search for primroses
+was not a silent search--Edith is the first speaker.
+
+"Yes, Emilie, but it was very provoking, after I had finished my lessons
+so nicely, and got done in time to walk out with you, to have mamma
+fancy I had a cold, when I had nothing of the kind. I almost wish some
+one would turn really ill, and then she would not fancy I was so, quite
+so often."
+
+"Oh, hush, Edith dear! you are talking nonsense, and you are saying what
+you cannot mean. I don't like to hear you so pert to that kind mamma of
+yours, whenever she thinks it right to contradict you."
+
+"Emilie, I cannot help saying, and you know yourself, though you call
+her kind, that mamma is cross, very cross sometimes. Yes, I know she is
+very fond of me and all that, but still she _is_ cross, and it is no
+use denying it. Oh, dear, I wish I was you. You never seem to have
+anything to put you out. I never see you look as if you had been crying
+or vexed, but I have so many many things to vex me at home."
+
+Emilie smiled. "As to my having nothing to put me out, you may be right,
+and you may be wrong, dear. There is never any excuse for being what you
+call _put out_, by which I understand cross and pettish, but I am rather
+amused, too, at your fixing on a daily governess, as a person the least
+likely in the world to have trials of temper and patience." "Yes, I dare
+say I vex you sometimes, but"--"Well, not to speak of you, dear, whom I
+love very much, though you are not perfect, I have other pupils, and do
+you suppose, that amongst so many as I have to teach at Miss Humphrey's
+school, for instance, there is not one self-willed, not one impertinent,
+not one idle, not one dull scholar? My dear, there never was a person,
+you may be sure of that, who had nothing to be tried, or, as you say,
+put out with. But not to talk of my troubles, and I have not many I will
+confess, except that great one, Edith, which, may you be many years
+before you know, (the loss of a father;) not to talk of that, what are
+your troubles? Your mamma is cross sometimes, that is to say, she does
+not always give you all you ask for, crosses you now and then, is that
+all?"
+
+"Oh no Emilie, there are Mary and Ellinor, they never seem to like me to
+be with them, they are so full of their own plans and secrets. Whenever
+I go into the room, there is such a hush and mystery. The fact is, they
+treat me like a baby. Oh, it is a great misfortune to be the youngest
+child! but of all my troubles, Fred is the greatest. John teases me
+sometimes, but he is nothing to Fred. Emilie, you don't know what that
+boy is; but you will see, when you come to stay with me in the holidays,
+and you shall say then if you think I have nothing to put me out."
+
+The very recollection of her wrongs appeared to irritate the little
+lady, and she put on a pout, which made her look anything but kind and
+amiable.
+
+The primroses which she had so much desired, were not quite to her mind,
+they were not nearly so fine as those that John and Fred had brought
+home. Now she was tired of the dusty road, and she would go home by the
+beach. So saying, Edith turned resolutely towards a stile, which led
+across some fields to the sea shore, and not all Emilie's entreaties
+could divert her from her purpose.
+
+"Edith, dear! we shall be late, very late! as it is we have been out too
+long, come back, pray do;" but Edith was resolute, and ran on. Emilie,
+who knew her pupil's self-will over a German lesson, although she had
+little experience of her temper in other matters, was beginning to
+despair of persuading her, and spoke yet more earnestly and firmly,
+though still kindly and gently, but in vain. Edith had jumped over the
+stile, and was on her way to the cliff, when her course was arrested by
+an old sailor, who was sitting on a bench near the gangway leading to
+the shore. He had heard the conversation between the governess and her
+headstrong pupil, as he smoked his pipe on this favourite seat, and
+playfully caught hold of the skirt of the young lady's frock, as she
+passed, to Edith's great indignation.
+
+"Now, Miss, I could not, no, that I could'nt, refuse any one who asked
+me so pretty as that lady did you. If she had been angry, and commanded
+you back, why bad begets bad, and tit for tat you know, and I should
+not so much have wondered: but, Miss, you should not vex her. No, don't
+be angry with an old man, I have seen so much of the evils of young
+folks taking their own way. Look here, young lady," said the weather
+beaten sailor, as he pointed to a piece of crape round his hat; "this
+comes of being fond of one's own way."
+
+Edith was arrested, and approached the stile, on the other side of which
+Emilie Schomberg still leant, listening to the fisherman's talk with her
+pupil.
+
+"You see, Miss," said he, "I have brought her round, she were a little
+contrary at first, but the squall is over, and she is going home your
+way. Oh, a capital good rule, that of your's, Miss!" "What," said Emilie
+smiling, "Why, that 'soft answer,' that kind way. I see a good deal of
+the ways of nurses with children, ah, and of governesses, and mothers,
+and fathers too, as I sit about on the sea shore, mending my nets. I
+ain't fit for much else now, you see, Miss, though I have seen a deal of
+service, and as I sit sometimes watching the little ones playing on the
+sand, and with the shingle, I keep my ears open, for I can't bear to see
+children grieved, and sometimes I put in a word to the nurse maids.
+Bless me! to see how some of 'em whip up the children in the midst of
+their play. Neither with your leave, nor by your leave; 'here, come
+along, you dirty, naughty boy, here's a wet frock! Come, this minute,
+you tiresome child, it's dinner time.' Now that ain't what I call fair
+play, Miss. I say you ought to speak civil, even to a child; and then,
+the crying, and the shaking, and the pulling up the gangway. Many and
+many is the little squaller I go and pacify, and carry as well as I can
+up the cliff: but I beg pardon, Miss, hope I don't offend. Only I was
+afraid, Miss there was a little awkward, and would give you trouble."
+
+"Indeed," said Emilie, "I am much obliged to you; where do you live?"
+
+"I live," said the old man, "I may say, a great part of my life, under
+the sky, in summer time, but I lodge with my son, and he lives between
+this and Brooke. In winter time, since the rheumatics has got hold of
+me, I am drawn to the fire side, but my son's wife, she don't take after
+him, bless him. She's a bit of a spirit, and when she talks more than I
+like, why I wish myself at sea again, for an angry woman's tongue is
+worse than a storm at sea, any day; if it was'nt for the children, bless
+'em, I should not live with 'em, but I am very partial to them."
+
+"Well, we must say good night, now," said Emilie, "or we shall be late
+home; I dare say we shall see you on the shore some day; good night."
+"Good night to you, ma'am; good night, young lady; be friends, won't
+you?"
+
+Edith's hand was given, but it was not pleasant to be conquered, and she
+was a little sullen on the way home. They parted at the door of Edith's
+house. Edith went in, to join a cheerful family in a comfortable and
+commodious room; Emilie, to a scantily furnished, and shabbily genteel
+apartment, let to her and a maiden aunt by a straw bonnet maker in the
+town.
+
+We will peep at her supper table, and see if Miss Edith were quite right
+in supposing that Emilie Schomberg had nothing to put her out.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER SECOND.
+
+THE SOFT ANSWER.
+
+
+An old lady was seated by a little ricketty round table, knitting;
+knitting very fast. Surely she did not always knit so fast, Germans are
+great knitters it is true, but the needles made quite a noise--click,
+click, click--against one another. The table was covered with a
+snow-white cloth. By her side was a loaf called by bakers and
+housekeepers, crusty; the term might apply either to the loaf or the old
+lady's temper. A little piece of cheese stood on a clean plate, and a
+crab on another, a little pat of butter on a third, and this, with a jug
+of water, formed the preparation for the evening meal of the aunt and
+niece. Emilie went up to her aunt, gaily, with her bunch of primroses in
+her hand, and addressing her in the German language, begged her pardon
+for keeping supper waiting. The old lady knitted faster than ever,
+dropped a stitch, picked it up, looked out of the window, and cleared
+up, not her temper, but her throat; click, click went the needles, and
+Emilie looked concerned.
+
+"Aunt, dear," she said, "shall we sit down to supper?" "My appetite is
+gone, Emilie, I thank you." "I am really sorry, aunt, but you know you
+are so kind, you wish me to take plenty of exercise, and I was detained
+to-night. Miss Parker and I stayed chattering to an old sailor. It was
+very thoughtless, pray excuse me. But now aunt, dear, see this fine
+crab, you like crabs; old Peter Varley sent it to you, the old man you
+knitted the guernsey for in the winter."
+
+No,--old Miss Schomberg was not to be brought round. Crabs were very
+heavy things at night, very indigestible things, she wondered at Emilie
+thinking she could eat them, so subject as she was to spasms, too.
+Indeed she could eat no supper. She was very dull and not well, so
+Emilie sat down to her solitary meal. She did not go on worrying her
+aunt to eat, but she watched for a suitable opening, for the first
+indication indeed, of the clearing up for which she hoped, and though
+it must be confessed some such thoughts as "how cross and unreasonable
+aunt is," did pass through her mind, she gave them no utterance.
+Emilie's mind was under good discipline, she had learned to forbear in
+love, and for the exercise of this virtue, she had abundant opportunity.
+
+Poor Emilie! she had not always been a governess, subject to the trials
+of tuition; she had not always lived in a little lodging without the
+comforts and joys of family and social intercourse.
+
+Her father had failed in business, in Frankfort, and when Emilie was
+about ten years of age, he had come over to England, and had gained his
+living there by teaching his native language. He had been dead about a
+twelve-month, and Emilie, at the age of twenty-one, found herself alone
+in the world, in England at least, with the exception of the old German
+aunt, to whom I have introduced you, and who had come over with her
+brother, from love to him and his motherless child. She had a very small
+independence, and when left an orphan, the kind old aunt, for kind she
+was, in spite of some little infirmities of temper, persisted in sharing
+with her her board and lodging, till Emilie, who was too active and
+right minded to desire to depend on her for support, sought employment
+as a teacher.
+
+The seaport town of L----, in the south of England, whither Emilie and
+her father had gone in the vain hope of restoring his broken health,
+offered many advantages to our young German mistress. She had had a good
+solid education. Her father, who was a scholar, had taught her, and had
+taught her well, so that besides her own language, she was able to teach
+Latin and French, and to instruct, as the advertisements say, "in the
+usual branches of English education." She was musical, had a fine ear
+and correct taste, and accordingly met with pupils without much
+difficulty. In the summer months especially she was fully employed.
+Families who came for relaxation were, nevertheless, glad to have their
+daughters taught for a few hours in the week; and you may suppose that
+Emilie Schomberg did not lead an idle life. For remuneration she fared,
+as alas teachers do fare, but ill. The sum which many a gentleman freely
+gives to his butler or valet, is thought exorbitant, nay, is rarely
+given to a governess, and Emilie, as a daily governess, was but poorly
+paid.
+
+The expenses of her father's long illness and funeral were heavy, and
+she was only just out of debt; therefore, with the honesty and
+independence of spirit that marked her, she lived carefully and frugally
+at the little rooms of Miss Webster, the straw bonnet maker, in High
+Street.
+
+From what I have told you already, you will easily perceive that Emilie
+was accustomed to command her temper; she had been trained to do this
+early in life. Her father, who foresaw for his child a life dependent on
+her character and exertion, a life of labour in teaching and governing
+others, taught Emilie to govern herself. Never was an only child less
+spoiled than she; but she was ruled in love. She knew but one law, that
+of kindness, and it made her a good subject.
+
+Many were the sensible lessons that the good man gave her, as leaning on
+her strong arm he used to pace up and down the grassy slopes which
+bordered the sea shore. "Look, Emilie," he would say, "look at that
+governess marshalling her scholars out. Do they look happy? think you
+that they obey that stern mistress out of _love_? Listen, she calls to
+them to keep their ranks and not to talk so loud. What unhappy faces
+among them! Emilie, my child, you may keep school some day; oh, take
+care and gain the love of the young ones, I don't believe there is any
+other successful government, so I have found it." "With me, ah yes,
+papa!" "With you, my child, and with all my scholars; I had little
+experience as a teacher, when first it pleased God to make me dependent
+on my own exertions as such, but I found out the secret. Gain your
+pupils' love, Emilie, and a silken thread will draw them; without that
+love, cords will not drag, scourges will scarcely drive them."
+
+Emilie found this advice of her father's rather hard to follow now and
+then. Her first essay in teaching was in Mrs. Parker's family. Edith was
+to "be finished." And now poor Emilie found that there was more to teach
+Edith than German and French, and that there was more difficulty in
+teaching her to keep her temper than her voice in tune. Edith was
+affectionate, but self-willed and irritable. Her mamma's treatment had
+not tended to improve her in this respect. Mrs. Parker had bad health,
+and said she had bad spirits. She was a kind, generous, and affectionate
+woman, but was always in trouble. In trouble with her chimneys because
+they smoked; in trouble with her maids who did not obey her; and worst
+of all in trouble with herself; for she had good sense and good
+principle, but she had let her temper go too long undisciplined, and it
+was apt to break forth sometimes against those she loved, and would
+cause her many bitter tears and self-upbraidings.
+
+She took an interest in the poor German master, for she was a benevolent
+woman, and cheered his dying bed by promising to assist his daughter.
+She even offered to take her into her family; but this could not be
+thought of. Good aunt Agnes had left her country for the sake of
+Emilie--Emilie would not desert her aunt now.
+
+The scene at the supper table was not an uncommon one, but Emilie was
+frequently more successful in winning aunt Agnes to a smile than on this
+occasion. "Perhaps I tried too much; perhaps I did not try enough,
+perhaps I tried in the wrong way," thought Emilie, as she received her
+aunt's cold kiss, and took up her bed room candle to retire for the
+night. When aunt Agnes said good night, it was so very distantly, so
+very unkindly, that an angry demand for explanation almost rose to
+Emilie's lips, and though she did not utter it, she said her good night
+coldly and stiffly too, and thus they parted. But when Emilie opened the
+Bible that night, her eye rested on the words, "Be ye kind one to
+another, tender-hearted, forgiving one another, as God for Christ's sake
+hath forgiven you," then Emilie could not rest. She did not forgive her
+aunt; she felt that she did not; but Emilie was _human_, and human
+nature is proud. "I did nothing to offend her," reasoned pride, "it was
+only because I was out a little late, and I said I was sorry and I tried
+to bring her round. Ah well, it will all be right to-morrow; it is no
+use to think of it now," and she prepared to kneel down to pray. Just
+then her eye rested on her father's likeness; she remembered how he used
+to say, when she was a child and lisped her little prayer at his knee,
+"Emilie, have you any unkind thoughts to any one? Do you feel at peace
+with all? for God says, 'When thou bringest thy gift before the altar,
+and there rememberest that thy brother hath aught against thee, leave
+there thy gift before the altar, _first_ be reconciled to thy brother,
+and _then_ go and offer thy gift.'" On one or two occasions had Emilie
+arisen, her tender conscience thus appealed to, and thrown her arms
+round her nurse's or her aunt's neck, to beg their forgiveness for some
+little offence committed by her and forgotten perhaps by them, and would
+then kneel down and offer up her evening prayer. So Emilie hushed
+pride's voice, and opening her door, crossed the little passage to her
+aunt's sleeping room, and putting her arm round her neck fondly said,
+"Dear aunt!" It was enough, the good old lady hugged her lovingly. "Ah,
+Emilie dear, I am a cross old woman, and thou art a dear good child.
+Bless thee!" In half an hour after the inmates of the little lodging in
+High Street were sound asleep, at peace with one another, and at peace
+with God.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER THIRD.
+
+THE LESSON AT THE COTTAGE.
+
+
+Edith was very busily searching for corallines and sea weeds, a few days
+after the evening walk recorded in our first chapter. She was alone, for
+her two sisters had appeared more than usually confidential and
+unwilling for her company, and her dear teacher was engaged that
+afternoon at the Young Ladies' Seminary, so she tried to make herself
+happy in her solitary ramble. A boat came in at this moment, and the
+pleasant shout of the boatmen's voices, and the grating of the little
+craft as it landed on the pebbly shore, attracted the young lady's
+notice, and she stood for a few moments to watch the proceedings.
+Amongst those on shore, who had come to lend a hand in pulling the boat
+in, Edith thought that she recognised a face, and on a little closer
+inspection she saw it was old Joe Murray, who had stopped her course to
+the beach a few evenings before. She did not wish to encounter Joe, so
+slipping behind the blue jacketed crowd, she walked quickly forwards,
+but Joe followed her.
+
+"Young lady," he said, "if you are looking for corallines, you can't do
+better than ask your papa some fine afternoon, to drive you as far as
+Sheldon, and you'll find a sight of fine weeds there, as I know, for my
+boy, my poor boy I lost, I mean," said he, again touching the rusty
+crape on his hat, "my boy was very curious in those things, and had
+quite a museum of 'em at home." How could Edith stand against such an
+attack? It was plain that the old man wanted to make peace with her,
+and, cheerfully thanking him, she was moving on, but the old boots
+grinding the shingle, were again heard behind her, and turning round,
+she saw Joe at her heels.
+
+"Miss, I don't know as I ought to have stopped you that night. I am a
+poor old fisherman, and you are a young lady, but I meant no harm, and
+for the moment only did it in a joke."
+
+"Oh, dear," said Edith, "don't think any more about it, I was very
+cross that night, and you were quite right, I should have got Miss
+Schomberg into sad trouble if I had gone that way. As it was, I was out
+too late. Have you lost a son lately, said Edith, I heard you say you
+had just now? Was he drowned?" inquired the child, kindly looking up
+into Joe's face.
+
+"Yes Miss, he was drowned," said Joe, "he came by his death very sadly.
+Will you please, Miss, to come home with me, and I will shew you his
+curiosities, and if you please to take a fancy to any, I'm sure you are
+very welcome. I don't know any good it does me to turn 'em over, and
+look at them as I do times and often, but somehow when we lose them we
+love, we hoard up all they loved. He had a little dog, poor Bob had, a
+little yapping thing, and I never took to the animal, 'twas always
+getting into mischief, and gnawing the nets, and stealing my fish, and I
+used often to say, 'Bob, my boy, I love you but not your dog. No, that
+saying won't hold good now. I can't love that dog of yours. Sell it,
+boy--give it away--get rid of it some how.' All in good part, you know,
+Miss, for I never had any words with him about it. And now Bob is
+gone--do you know, Miss, I love that dumb thing with the sort of love I
+should love his child, if he had left me one. If any one huffs Rover, (I
+ain't a very huffish man,) but I can tell you I shew them I don't like
+it, I let the creature lay at my feet at night, and I feed him myself
+and fondle him for the sake of him who loved him so. And you may depend
+Miss, the dog knows his young master is gone, and the way he is gone
+too, for I could not bring him on the shore for a long while, but he
+would set up such a howl as would rend your heart to hear. And that made
+me love the poor thing I can tell you."
+
+"But how did it happen?" softly asked Edith.
+
+"Why Miss it ain't at all an extraordinary way in which he met his
+death. It was in this way. He was very fond of me, poor boy, but he
+liked his way better than my way too often. And may be I humoured him a
+little too much. He was my Benjamin, you must know Miss, for his mother
+died soon after he was born. Sure enough I made an idol of the lad, and
+we read somewhere in the Bible, Miss, that 'the idols he will utterly
+abolish.' But I don't like looking at the sorrow that way neither. I
+would rather think that 'whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth.' Well,
+Miss, like father like son. My boy loved the sea, as was natural he
+should, but he was too venturesome; I used often to say, 'Bob, the
+oldest sailor living can't rule the waves and winds, and if you are such
+a mad cap as to go out sailing in such equally weather on this coast, as
+sure as you are alive you will repent it.' He and some young chaps
+hereabouts, got such a wonderful notion of sailing, and though I have
+sailed many and many a mile, in large vessels and small, I always hold
+to it that it is ticklish work for the young and giddy. Why sometimes
+you are on the sea, Miss, ah, as calm as it is now--all in peace and
+safety--a squall comes, and before you know what you are about you are
+capsized. I had told him this, and he knew it, Miss, but he got a good
+many idle acquaintances, as I told you, and they tempted him often to do
+bold reckless things such as boys call brave."
+
+"It was one morning at the end of September, Bob says to me, 'Father, we
+are going to keep my birthday; I am sixteen to-day,' and so he was,
+bless him, sixteen the very day he died. 'We are going to keep my
+birthday,' says he, 'Newton, and Somers, and Franklin, and I, we are all
+going to Witton,' that is the next town, Miss, as you may know, 'we are
+going to have a sail there, and dine at grandmother's, and home again at
+night, eh Father.' 'Bob,' says I, 'I can't give my consent; that
+ticklish sailing boat of young Woods' requires wiser heads and steadier
+hands than your's to manage. You know my opinion of sailing, and you
+won't grieve me, I hope, by going.' I might have told him, but I did
+not, that I did not like the lads he was going with, but I knew that
+would only make him angry, and do no good just as his heart was set upon
+a frolic with them, so I said nought of that, but I tried to win him,
+(that's my way with the young ones,) though I failed this time; go he
+would, and he would have gone, let me have been as angry as you please.
+But I have this comfort, that no sharp words passed my lips that day,
+and no bitter ones his. I saw he was set on the frolic, and I hoped no
+harm would come of it. How I watched the sky that day, Miss, no mortal
+knows; how I started when I saw a sea gull skim across the waves! how I
+listened for the least sound of a squall! Snap was just as fidgetty
+seemingly, and we kept stealing down to the beach, long before it was
+likely they should be back. As I stood watching there in the evening,
+where I knew they would land, I saw young Newton's mother; she pulled me
+by my sleeve, anxious like, and said, 'What do you think of the weather
+Joe?' 'Why, Missis,' said I, 'there is an ugly look about the sky, but I
+don't wish to frighten you; please God they'll soon be home, for Bob
+promised to be home early.'"
+
+"Well, Miss, there we stood, the waves washing our feet, till it grew
+dark, and then I could stand it no longer. I said to the poor mother,
+'keep a good heart,' but I had little hope myself, God knows, and off I
+made for Witton. Well, they had not been there, I found the grandmother
+had seen nothing of them. They were picked up a day or so after, all
+four of them washed up by the morning tide; their boat had drifted no
+one knows where, and no one knows how it happened; but I suppose they
+were driven out by the fresh breeze that sprung up, and not knowing how
+to manage the sails, they were capsized."
+
+"There they all lay. Miss, in the churchyard. It was a solemn sight, I
+can tell you, to see those four coffins, side by side, in the church.
+They were all strong hearty lads, and all under seventeen. I go and sit
+on his grave sometimes, and spell over all I said, and all he said that
+day; and glad enough I am, that I can remember neither cross word nor
+cross look. Ah, my lady, I should remember it if it had been so. We
+think we are good fathers and good friends to them we love while they
+are alive, but as soon as we lose 'em, all the kindness we ever did them
+seems little enough, while all the bad feelings we had, and sharp words
+we spoke, come up to condemn us."
+
+By this time they had reached the fisherman's cottage; it was prettily
+situated, as houses on the south coast often are, under the shadow of a
+fine over-hanging cliff. Masses of rock, clad with emerald green, were
+scattered here and there, and the thriving plants in the little garden,
+gave evidence of the mildness of the air in those parts, though close
+upon the sea. The cottage was very low, but white and cheerful looking
+outside, and as clean and trim within as a notable and stirring woman
+could make it. Joe's daughter-in-law, the same described by Joe the
+other evening as the woman of a high spirit, was to-day absent on an
+errand to the town; and Edith, who loved children, stopped at the
+threshold to notice two or three little curly-headed prattlers, who were
+playing together at grotto making, an amusement which cost grandfather
+many a half-penny. Some dispute seemed to have arisen at the moment of
+their entrance between the young builders, for a good-humoured,
+plain-looking girl, of twelve, the nursemaid of the baby, and the
+care-taker of four other little ones, was trying to pacify the
+aggrieved. In vain--little Susy was in a great passion, and with her
+tiny foot kicked over the grotto, the result of several hours' labour;
+first, in searching on the shore for shells and pebbles, and secondly,
+in its erection. Then arose such a shriek and tumult amongst the
+children, as those only can conceive who know what a noise disappointed
+little creatures, from three to seven years old, can make. They all set
+upon Susy, "naughty, mischievous, tiresome," were among the words. The
+quiet looking girl, who had been trying to settle the dispute, now
+interfered again. She led Susy away gently, but firmly, into another
+part of the garden, where spying her grandfather, she took the unwilling
+and ashamed little girl for him to deal with, and ran hack to the crying
+children and ruined grotto.
+
+"Oh, hush! dears, pray hush," said Sarah, beginning to pick up the
+shells, "we will soon build it up again." This they all declared
+impossible, and cried afresh, but Sarah persevered, and quietly went on
+piling up the shells, till at last one little mourner took up her coarse
+pinafore and wiping her eyes, said, "Sarah does it very nicely." The
+grotto rose beautifully, and at last they were all quiet and happy
+again; all but poor Susy, who, seeing herself excluded, kept up a
+terrible whine. "I wonder if Susan is sorry," said Sarah. "Not she, not
+she, don't ask her here again," said they all. "Why not," said the
+grandfather, who having walked about with Susy awhile, and talked
+gravely to her, appeared to have brought about a change in her temper?
+"Why because she will knock it down again the first time any thing puts
+her out." "Won't you try her?" said Sarah, pleadingly; but they still
+said "No! no!" "Don't you mind the day, Dick," said Sarah, "when you
+pulled grandfather's new net all into the mud, and tangled his twine,
+and spoilt him a whole day's work?" "Yes," said Dick. "Ah, and don't
+you mind, too, when he went out in the boat next day, and you asked to
+go with him, just as if nothing had happened, and you had done no harm,
+he said, 'ah, Dick, if I were to mind what _revenge_ says, I would not
+take you with me; you have injured me very much, but I'll mind what
+_love_ says, and that tells me to return good for evil?'" "Yes," says
+Dick. "Do you think you could have hurt any thing of grandfather's after
+that?" "No," said Dick, "but I did not do it in a rage, as Susy did."
+"You did mischief, though," said Sarah; "but I want Susy to give over
+going into these rages. I want to cure her. Beating her does no good,
+mother says that herself; wont you all try and help to cure Susy?"
+
+These children were not angels. I am writing of children as they are you
+know, and though they yielded, it was rather sullenly, and little Susan
+was given to understand that she was not a very welcome addition. Susy
+kept very close to Sarah, sobbing and heaving, till the children seeing
+her subdued, made more room for her, and her smile returned. Now the
+law of kindness prevailed, and when the time came to run down to the
+shore for some more shells, to replace those that had been broken, Susy,
+at Sarah's hint, ran first and fastest, and brought her little pinafore
+fullest of all. Edith watched all this, and her good old mentor was
+willing that she should. "I suppose you have taught them this way of
+settling disputes," said Edith to Joe. "I, oh no, Miss, I can't take all
+the credit. Sarah, there, she has taken to me very much since my Bob
+died, and she said to me the day of his funeral, when her heart was soft
+and tender-like, 'Grandfather, tell me what I can do to comfort you.'
+'Oh, child,' says I, 'my grief is too deep for you to touch, but you are
+a kind girl, I'll tell you what to do to-night. Leave me alone, and, oh,
+try and make the children quiet, for my head aches as bad as my heart.
+Sally.'"
+
+"Then Sarah tried that day and the next, but found it hard work; the
+boys quarrelled and fought, and the little once scratched and cried, and
+their mother came and beat one or two of the worst, but all did no good.
+There was no peace till bed time; still I encouraged her and told her,
+you know, about 'a soft answer turning away wrath,' and since that
+time, she has less often given railing for railing; and has not huffed
+and worried them, as elder sisters are apt to do. She is a good girl, is
+Sarah, but here comes the Missis home from market." "The Missis"
+certainly did not look very sweet, and her heavy load had heated her.
+She did not welcome Edith pleasantly, which, the old man observing, led
+her away to a little room he occupied at the back of the cottage, and
+showed her the corallines.
+
+Edith saw plainly that though the poor father offered her any of them
+she liked to take, he suffered in parting with them, so calling Dick and
+Mary, she asked if they would hunt for some for her, like those in
+grandfather's stores. They consented joyfully, and Edith promising often
+to come and see the old man, ran down the cliff briskly, and hastened
+home. She thought a good deal as she walked, and asked herself if she
+should have had the patience and the gentleness of that poor cottage
+girl; if she should have soothed Susy, and comforted Dick and Mary; if
+she should have troubled herself to kneel down in the broiling sun and
+build up a few trumpery shells into a grotto, to be upset and destroyed
+presently. She came to the conclusion that for good, pleasant, prettily
+behaved children, she might have done so, but for shrieking, passionate,
+quarrelsome little things as they appeared to her then, she certainly
+should not. She felt humbled at the contrast between herself and Sarah;
+and when she arrived at home, for the first time, perhaps, in her life,
+she patiently bore her mamma's reproaches for being so late, and for the
+impropriety of walking away from her sisters, no one knew where. She was
+not yet quite skilled enough in the art of peace, to give the "soft
+answer;" but her silence and quietness turned away Mrs. Parker's wrath,
+and after dinner, Edith prepared herself for the visit of her dear
+Emilie.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER FOURTH.
+
+THE HOLIDAYS.
+
+
+Mrs. Parker and her two elder daughters were going to pay a visit to
+town this summer, and as Edith was not thought old enough to accompany
+them, Mrs. Parker resolved to ask Emilie to take charge of her. The only
+difficulty was how to dispose of aunt Agnes; aunt Agnes wishing them to
+believe that she did not mind being alone, but all the while minding it
+very much. At last it occurred to Emilie that perhaps Mrs. Crosse, at
+the farm in Edenthorpe, a few miles off, would, if she knew of the
+difficulty, ask aunt Agnes there for a few weeks. Mrs. Crosse and aunt
+Agnes got on so wonderfully well together, and as she had often been
+invited, the only thing now was to get her in the mind to go. This was
+effected in due time, and Mr. Crosse came up to the lodgings for her and
+her little box, in his horse and gig, on the very evening that Emilie
+was to go the Parkers', to be installed as housekeeper and governess in
+the lady's absence. Edith had come to see the dear old aunt off; and now
+re-entered the lodgings to help Emilie to collect her things, and to
+settle with Miss Webster for the lodgings, before her departure. Miss
+Webster had met with a tenant for six weeks, and was in very good
+spirits, and very willing to take care of the Schombergs' goods, which,
+to tell the truth, were not likely to oppress her either in number or
+value, with the exception of one cherished article, one relic of former
+days--a good semi-grand piano, which M. Schomberg had purchased for his
+daughter, about a year before his death. Miss Webster looked very much
+confused as Emilie bade her good-bye, and said--"Miss Schomberg, you
+have not, I see, left your piano unlocked."
+
+"No," said Emilie, "certainly I have not; I did not suppose----"
+
+"Why," replied Miss Webster, "the lodgers, seeing a piano, will be sure
+to ask for the key, Miss, and to be sure you wo'nt object."
+
+Emilie hesitated. Did she remember the time when Miss Webster, indignant
+at Emilie for being a fortnight behind-hand in her weekly rent, refused
+to lend a sofa for her dying father, without extra pay? Did she recall
+the ill-made slops, the wretched attendance to which this selfish woman
+treated them during the pressure of poverty and distress? Emilie was
+human, and she remembered all. She knew, moreover, that Miss Webster
+would make a gain of her instrument, and that it might suffer from six
+weeks' rough use. She stood twisting some straw plait that lay on the
+counter, in her fingers, and then coolly saying she would consider of
+it, walked out of the shop with Edith, her bosom swelling with
+conflicting feelings. The slight had been to her _father_--to her dear
+dead father--she could not love Miss Webster, nor respect her--she could
+not oblige her. She felt so now, however, and despised the meanness of
+the lodging-house keeper, in making the request.
+
+Edith was by her side in good spirits, though she was to miss the London
+journey. Not every young lady would be so content to remain all the
+holiday-time with the governess; but Edith loved her governess. Happy
+governess, to be loved by her pupil!
+
+Mrs. Parker received Emilie very kindly: she was satisfied that her
+dear child would be happy in her absence, and she knew enough of Emilie,
+she said, to believe that she would see that Mr. Parker had his meals
+regularly and nicely served, and that the servants did not rob or run
+away, or the boys put their dirty feet on the sofa, or bright fender
+tops, or lead Edith into mischief; in short, the things that Emilie was
+to see to were so numerous, that it would have required more eyes than
+she possessed, and far more vigilance and experience than she lay claim
+to, to fulfill all Mrs. Parker's desires.
+
+Amidst all the talking and novelty of her new situation, however, Emilie
+was absent and thoughtful; she was dispirited, and yet she was not
+subject to low spirits either. There was a cause. She had a tender
+conscience--a conscience with which she was in the habit of conversing,
+and conscience kept whispering to her the words--"What things soever ye
+would that men should do unto you, do ye also to them." In vain she
+tried to silence this monitor, and at last she asked to withdraw for a
+few minutes, and scribbled a hasty note to Miss Webster; the first she
+wrote was as follows:--
+
+"Dear Miss W.--I enclose the key of the pianoforte. I should have
+acceded to your request, only I remembered standing on that very spot,
+by that very counter, a year ago, petitioning hard for the loan of a
+sofa for my dying father, who, in his feverish and restless state,
+longed to leave the bed for awhile. I remembered that, and I could not
+feel as if I could oblige you; but I have thought better of it, and beg
+you will use the piano."
+
+"Yours truly,
+
+"EMILIE SCHOMBERG."
+
+She read the note before folding it, however; and somehow it did not
+satisfy her. She crumpled it up, took a turn or two in the room, and
+then wrote the following:--
+
+"Dear Miss Webster--I am sorry that I for a moment hesitated to lend you
+my piano. It was selfish, and I hope you will excuse the incivility. I
+enclose the key, and as your lodgers do not come in until to-morrow, I
+hope the delay will not have inconvenienced you.
+
+"Believe me, yours truly,
+
+"EMILIE SCHOMBERG."
+
+Having sealed her little note, she asked Mrs. Parker's permission to
+send it into High Street, and Emilie Schomberg was herself again. You
+will see, by-and-bye, how Emilie returned Miss Webster's selfishness in
+a matter yet more important than the loan of the piano. It would have
+been meeting evil with evil had she retaliated the mean conduct of her
+landlady. She would undoubtedly have done so, had she yielded to the
+impulses of her nature; but "how then could I have prayed," said Emilie,
+"forgive me my trespasses as I forgive them that trespass against me."
+
+The travellers set off early in the morning, and now began the holiday
+of both governess and pupil. They loved one another so well that the
+prospect of six weeks' close companionship was irksome to neither; but
+Emilie had not a holiday of it altogether. Miss Edith was exacting and
+petulant at times, even with those she loved, and she loved none better
+than Emilie. Fred, the tormenting brother of whom Edith had spoken in
+her list of troubles in our first chapter, was undeniably troublesome;
+and the three maid-servants set themselves from the very first to resist
+the governess's temporary authority; so we are wrong in calling these
+Emilie's holidays. She had not, indeed, undertaken the charge very
+willingly; but Mrs. Parker had befriended her in extremity, and she
+loved Edith dearly, notwithstanding much in her that was not loveable,
+so she armed herself for the conflict, and cheerfully and humbly
+commenced her new duties.
+
+Fred and his elder brother John were at home for the holidays; they were
+high-spirited lads of fourteen and fifteen years of age, and were
+particularly fond of teasing both their elder sisters and little Edith;
+a taste, by-the-bye, by no means peculiar to the Master Parkers, but one
+which we cannot admire, nevertheless.
+
+The two boys, with Emilie and Edith, were on their way to pay aunt Agnes
+a little visit, having received from Mrs. Crosse, at the farm, a request
+for the honour of the young lady's company as well as that of her
+brothers. John and Frederick were to walk, and Emily and Edith were to
+go in the little pony gig. As they were leaving the town, Edith caught
+sight of John coming out of a shop which was a favourite resort of most
+of the young people and visitors of the town of L----. It was
+professedly a stationer's and bookseller's, and was kept by Mrs. Cox, a
+widow woman, who sold balls, fishing tackle, books, boats, miniature
+spades, barrows, garden tools, patent medicines, &c., and who had
+lately increased her importance, in the eyes of the young gentlemen, by
+the announcement that various pyrotechnical wonders were to be obtained
+at her shop. There are few boys who have not at some time of their
+boyhood had a mania for pyrotechnics--in plain English,
+_fire-works_--and there are few parents, and parents' neighbours, who
+can say that they relish the smell of gunpowder on their premises.
+
+Mr. Parker had a particular aversion to amusements of the kind. He was
+an enemy to fishing, to cricketing, to boating; he was a very quiet,
+gentlemanly, dignified sort of man, and, although a kind father, had
+perhaps set up rather too high a standard of quietness and order and
+sedateness for his children. It is a curious fact, but one which it
+would be rather difficult to disprove, that children not unfrequently
+are the very opposites of their parents, in qualities such as I have
+described. Possibly they may not have been inculcated quite in the right
+manner; but that is not our business here.
+
+Edith guessed what her brothers were after, and told her suspicious to
+Emilie; but not until they were within sight of the farm-house. John
+and Fred, who had been a short cut across the fields, were in high glee
+awaiting their arrival, and assisted Edith and her friend to alight more
+politely than usual. Aunt Agnes was in ecstasies of delight to see her
+dear Emilie, and she caressed Edith most lovingly also. Edith liked the
+old lady, who had a fund of fairy tales, such as the German language is
+rich in. Often would Edith go and sit by the old lady as she knitted,
+and listen to the story of the "Flying Trunk," or the "Two Swans," with
+untiring interest; and old ladies of a garrulous turn like good
+listeners. So aunt Agnes called Edith a charming girl, and Edith, who
+had seldom seen aunt Agnes otherwise than conversable and pleasant,
+thought her a very nice old lady.
+
+Mrs. Crosse was extremely polite; and in the bustle of greeting, and
+putting up the pony, and aunt Agnes' questions, the fire-work affair was
+almost forgotten. When they all met at tea, the farmer, who had almost
+as great a horror of gunpowder as Mr. Parker--and in the vicinity of
+barns and stacks, with greater reason--declared he smelt a smell which
+he never tolerated in his house, and asked his boys if they had any
+about them. They denied it, but it was evident they knew something of
+the matter; and now Emilie's concern was very great.
+
+After tea she took John by the arm, and looking into his face, said, "I
+am going to be very intrusive, Sir; I am not your governess, and I have
+no right to control you, but I wish to be your friend, and may I advise
+you? Don't take those fire-works out on Mr. Crosse's premises, you have
+no idea the mischief you might do. You could not have brought them to a
+worse place. Be persuaded, pray do, to give it up." John, thus appealed
+to, laughed heartily at Miss Schomberg's fears, said something not very
+complimentary about Miss S. speaking one word for the farmer's stack,
+and two for her own nerves, and made his escape to join his brother, and
+the two young farmers, who were delighted at the prospect of a frolic.
+
+What was to be done? The lads were gone out, and doubtless would send up
+their rockets and let off their squibs somewhere on the farm, which was
+a very extensive one. The very idea of fire-works would put aunt Agnes
+into a terrible state of alarm, so Emilie held her peace. To tell the
+farmer would, she knew, irritate him fearfully; and yet no time was to
+be lost. She was older than any of the party, and it was in reliance on
+her discretion that the visit had been permitted. She appealed to Edith,
+but Edith, who either had a little fancy to see the fire-works, or, who
+feared her brothers' ridicule, or who thought Emilie took too much upon
+herself, gave her no help in the matter.
+
+"Well, Edith," said Emilie, when the farmer's wife left the room to make
+some preparation for a sumptuous supper, "I have made up my mind what to
+do. I will not stay here if your brothers are to run any foolish risks
+with those fire-works. I will go home at once, and tell your papa, he
+will be in time to stop it; or I will apprise Mr. Crosse, and he can
+take what steps he pleases."
+
+"Well, you will have a fine life of it, Miss Schomberg, if you tell any
+tales, I can tell you," said Edith, pettishly, "and it really is no
+business of yours. They are not under your care if I am. Oh, let them
+be. Fred said he should let them off on the Langdale hills, far enough
+away from the farm."
+
+But Emilie was firm. She tied on her bonnet, and determined to make one
+more effort--it should be with Fred this time. She followed the track of
+the lads, having first inquired of a farm-boy which road they had taken,
+and as they had loitered, and she walked very fast, she soon overtook
+them. They were seated on a bank by the road-side, when she got up to
+them, and John was just displaying his treasures, squibs to make Miss
+Edith jump, Catherine wheels, roman candles, sky-rockets, and blue
+lights and crackers. The farmer's sons, Jerry and Tom, grinned
+delightedly. Emilie stood for a few moments irresolute; the boys were
+rude, and looked so daring--what should she say?
+
+"Young gentlemen," she began; they all took off their hats in mock
+deference. "A woman preaching, I declare." "Go on. Madam, hear! hear!
+hear!" said the young Crosses. "Young gentlemen," continued Emilie, with
+emphasis, "it is to _you_ I am speaking. I am determined that those
+fire-works shall not be let off, if I can prevent it, on Mr. Crosse's
+premises. If you will not give up your intention, I shall walk to L--,
+and inform your father, and you know very well how displeased he will
+be."
+
+"Who says we are going to let them off on Mr. Crosse's premises?" said
+Fred, fiercely. "You are very interfering Miss Schomberg, will you go
+back to your our own business, and to little Edith."
+
+"I will go to L----, master Fred," said Emilie, firmly, but kindly. "I
+shall be sorry to get you into trouble, and I would rather not take the
+walk, but I shall certainly do what I say if you persist."
+
+The boys looked doubtfully at one another. Fred seemed a little disposed
+to yield, but to be conquered by his sister's governess was very
+humiliating. However, they knew from Edith's account that Emilie, though
+kind, was firm; and, therefore, after a little further altercation, they
+agreed not to send up the fire-works that night, but they promised her
+at the same time that she should not hear the last of it. They returned
+to the farm much out of humour, and having hidden them in the box of the
+pony gig, came in just in time for supper.
+
+The ride home was a silent one; Edith saw that her brothers were put
+out, and began to think she did not like Emilie Schomberg to live with
+at all. Emilie had done right, but she had a hard battle to fight; all
+were against her. No one likes to be contradicted, or as Fred said, to
+be managed. Emilie, however, went steadily on, speaking the truth, but
+speaking it in love, and acting always "as seeing Him who is invisible."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER FIFTH.
+
+EDITH'S TRIALS.
+
+
+"Now, Emilie, what do you think of my life?" said Edith, one day after
+she and Fred had had one of their usual squabbles. "What do you think of
+Fred _now_?"
+
+"I think, Edith, dear, that I would try and win him over to love and
+affection, and not thwart and irritate him as you do. Have you forgotten
+old Joe's maxim, 'a soft answer turneth away wrath?' but your grievous
+words too often stir up strife. You told me the other day, dear, how
+much the conduct of Sarah Murray pleased you; now you may act towards
+John and Fred as Sarah did to little Susy."
+
+Edith shook her head. "It is not in me, Emilie, I am afraid."
+
+"No, dear," said Emilie, "you are right, it is not _in_ you."
+
+"Well then what is the use of telling me to do things impossible?"
+
+"I did not say impossible, Edith, did I?"
+
+"No, but you say it is not in me to be gentle and all that, and I dare
+say it is not; but you don't get much the better thought of, gentle as
+you are. Miss Schomberg. John and Fred don't behave better to you than
+they do to me, so far as I see."
+
+"Edith, dear, you set out wrong in your attempts to do right," said
+Emily, kindly. "It is not _in_ you; it is not _in_ any one by nature to
+be always gentle and kind. It is not in me I know. I was once a very
+petulant child, being an only one, and it was but by very slow process
+that I learned to govern myself, and I am learning it still."
+
+At this moment Fred came in, bearing in one hand a quantity of paper,
+and in another a book with directions for balloon making. "Now Edith,
+you are a clever young lady," he began.
+
+"Oh, yes," said Edith, wrathfully, "When it suits you, you can flatter."
+
+"No, but Edith, don't be cross, come! I want you to do me a service. I
+want you to cut me out this tissue paper into the shape of this
+pattern. I am going to send up a balloon to-morrow, and I can't cut it
+out, will you do it for me?"
+
+"Yes, yes," said Emilie, "we will do it together. Oh, come that is a
+nice job, Edith dear, I can help you in that," and Emilie cleared away
+her own work quick as thought, and asked Fred for particular directions
+how it was to be done, all this time trying to hide Edith's
+unwillingness to oblige her brother, and making it appear that Edith and
+she were of one mind to help him.
+
+Fred, who since the fire-work affair had treated Emilie somewhat rudely,
+and had on many occasions annoyed her considerably, looked in
+astonishment at Miss Schomberg. She saw his surprise and understood it.
+"Fred," said she frankly, "I know what you are thinking of, but let us
+be friends. Give me the gratification of helping you to this pleasure,
+since I hindered you of the other. You won't be too proud, will you, to
+have my help?"
+
+Fred coloured. "Miss Schomberg," said he, "I don't deserve it of you, I
+beg your pardon;" and thus they were reconciled.
+
+Oh, it is not often in great things that we are called upon to show
+that we love our neighbour as ourselves. It is in the daily, hourly,
+exercise of little domestic virtues, that they who truly love God may be
+distinguished from those who love him not. It was not because Emilie was
+naturally amiable or naturally good that she was thus able to show this
+loving and forgiving spirit. She loved God, and love to him actuated
+her; she thus adorned the doctrine of her Saviour in all things. Young
+reader there is no such thing as a religion of words and feelings alone,
+it must be a religion of _acts_; a life of warfare against the sins that
+most easily beset you; a mortification of selfishness and pride, and a
+humble acknowledgment, when you have done your _very best_, that you are
+only unprofitable servants. Had you heard Emilie communing with her own
+heart, you would have heard no self gratulation. She was far from
+perfect even in the sight of man; in the sight of God she knew that in
+many things she offended.
+
+It is not a perfect character that I would present to you in Emilie
+Schomberg; but one who with all the weakness and imperfection of human
+nature, made the will of God her rule and delight. This is not natural,
+it is the habit of mind of those only who are created anew, new
+creatures in Christ Jesus.
+
+This you may be sure Emilie did not fail to teach her pupil; but a great
+many such lessons may be received into the head without one finding an
+entrance to the heart, and Edith was in the not very uncommon habit of
+looking on her faults in the light of misfortunes, just as any one might
+regard a deformed limb or a painful disorder. She was, indeed, too much
+accustomed to talk of her faults, and was a great deal too easy about
+them.
+
+"My dear," Emilie would say after her confessions, "I do not believe you
+see how sinful these things are, or surely you would not so very, very,
+often commit them." This was the real state of the case; and it may be
+said of all those who are in the habit of mere confessions, that they do
+not believe things to be so very bad, because they do not understand how
+very good and holy is the God against whom they sin. Edith had this to
+learn; books could not teach her this. She who taught her all else so
+well, could not teach her this; it was to be learned from a higher
+source still.
+
+Well, you are thinking, some of you, that this is a prosy chapter, but
+you must not skip it. It is just what Emily Schomberg would have said to
+you, if you had been pupils of hers. The end of reading is not, or ought
+not to be, mere amusement; so read a grave page now and then with
+attention and thoughtfulness.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER SIXTH.
+
+EMILIE'S TRIALS.
+
+
+The truth must be told of Emilie; she was not clever with her hands, and
+she was, nevertheless, a little too confident in her power of execution,
+so willing and anxious was she to serve you. The directions Fred gave
+her were far from clear; and after the paper was all cut and was to be
+pasted together, sorrowful to say, it would not do at all. Fred, in
+spite of his late apology was very angry, and seizing the scissors said
+he should know better another time than to ask Miss Schomberg to do what
+she did not understand. "You have wasted my paper, too," said the boy,
+"and my time in waiting for what I could better have done myself."
+
+Emilie was very sorry, and she said so; but a balloon could not exactly
+be made out of her sorrow, and nothing short of a balloon would pacify
+Fred, that was plain. "Must it be ready for to-morrow?" she asked.
+
+"Yes, it _must_," he said. Three other boys were going to send up
+balloons. It was the Queen's coronation day, and he had promised to take
+a fourth balloon to the party; and the rehearsal of all this stirred up
+Fred's ire afresh, and he looked any thing but kind at Miss Schomberg.
+What was to be done? Edith suggested driving to the next market town to
+buy one; but her papa wanted the pony gig, so they could only sally
+forth to Mrs. Cox's for some more tissue paper, and begin the work
+again. This was very provoking to Edith.
+
+"To have spent all the morning and now to be going to spend all the
+afternoon over a trumpery balloon, which you can't make after all, Miss
+Schomberg, is very tiresome, and I wanted to go to old Joe Murray's
+to-day and see if the children have picked me up any corallines."
+
+"I am very sorry, dear, my carelessness should punish you; but don't
+disturb me by grumbling and I will try and get done before tea, and then
+we will go together." This time Emilie was more successful; she took
+pains to understand what was to be done, and the gores of her balloon
+fitted beautifully.
+
+"Now Edith, dear, ring for some paste," said Emilie, just as the clock
+struck four; Margaret answered the bell. Margaret was the housemaid, and
+so far from endeavouring in her capacity to overcome evil with good, she
+was perpetually making mischief and increasing any evil there might be,
+either in kitchen or parlour, by her mode of delivering a message. She
+would be sure to add her mite to any blame that she might hear, in her
+report to the kitchen, and thus, without being herself a bad or violent
+temper, was continually fomenting strife, and adding fuel to the fire of
+the cook, who was of a very choleric turn. The request for paste was
+civilly made and received, but Emilie unfortunately called Margaret back
+to say, "Oh, ask cook, please, to make it stiffer than she did the last
+that we had for the kite; that did not prove quite strong."
+
+Margaret took the message down and informed cook that "Miss Schomberg
+did not think she knew how to make paste." "Then let her come and make
+it herself," said cook. "She wants to be cook I think; she had better
+come. I sha'nt make it. What is it for?"
+
+"Oh," said Margaret, "she is after some foreign filagree work of hers,
+that's all."
+
+"Well, I'm busy now and I am not going to put myself out about it, she
+must wait."
+
+Emilie did wait the due time, but as the paste did not come she went
+down for it. "Is the paste ready, cook?" she asked.
+
+"No, Miss Schomberg," was the short reply, and cook went on assiduously
+washing up her plates.
+
+"Will you be so kind as to make it, cook, for I want it particularly
+that it may have as much time as possible to dry."
+
+"Perhaps you will make it yourself then," was the gracious rejoinder.
+Emilie was not above making a little paste, and as she saw that
+something had put cook out, she willingly consented; but she did not
+know where to get either flour or saucepan, and cook and Margaret kept
+making signs and laughing, so that it was not very pleasant. She grew
+quite hot, as she had to ask first for a spoon, then for a saucepan,
+then for the flour and water; at last she modestly turned round and
+said, "Cook, I really do not quite know how to make a little paste. I
+am ashamed to say it, but I have lived so long in lodgings that I see
+nothing of what is done in the kitchen. Will you tell or show me? I am
+very ignorant."
+
+Her kind civil tone quite changed cook's, and she said, "Oh, Miss, I'll
+make it, only you see, you shouldn't have said I didn't know how."
+Emilie explained, and the cook was pacified, and gave Miss Schomberg a
+good deal of gratuitous information during the process. How she did not
+like her place, and should not stay, and how she disliked her mistress,
+and plenty more--to which Emilie listened politely, but did not make
+much reply. She plainly perceived that cook wanted a very forbearing
+mistress, but she could not exactly tell her so. She merely said in her
+quaint quiet way, that every one had something to bear, and the paste
+being made, she left the kitchen.
+
+"Well, I must say, Miss Schomberg has a nice way of speaking, which gets
+over you some how," said cook, "I wish I had her temper."
+
+More than one in the kitchen mentally echoed that wish of cook's.
+
+The balloon went on beautifully, and was completed by seven o'clock.
+Fred was delighted when he came in to tea, and John no less so. All the
+rude speeches were forgotten, and Emilie was as sympathetic in her joy
+as an elder sister could have been. "I don't know what you will do
+without Miss Schomberg," said Mr. Parker, as he sipped his tea.
+
+"She had better come and live with us," said Fred, "and keep us all in
+order. I'm sure I should have no objection."
+
+Emilie felt quite paid for the little self-denial she had exercised,
+when she found that her greatest enemy, he who had declared he would
+"plague her to death, and pay her off for not letting them send up their
+fire-works," was really conquered by that powerful weapon, _love_.
+
+Fred had thought more than he chose to acknowledge of Emilie's kindness;
+he could not forget it. It was so different to the treatment he had met
+with from his associates generally. It made him ask what could be the
+reason of Emilie's conduct. She had nothing to get by it, that was
+certain, and Fred made up his mind to have some talk with Miss Schomberg
+on the subject the first time they were alone. He had some trials at
+school with a boy who was bent on annoying him, and trying to stir up
+his temper; perhaps the peacemaker might tell him how to deal with this
+lad. Fred was an impetuous boy, and now began to like Miss Schomberg as
+warmly as he had previously disliked her.
+
+On their way to old Joe's house that night, Emilie thought she would
+call in on Miss Webster, not having parted from her very warmly on the
+first night of the holidays. A fortnight of these holidays had passed
+away, and Emilie began to long for her quiet evenings, and to see dear
+aunt Agnes again. She looked quite affectionately up to the little
+sitting room window, where her geraniums stood, and even thought kindly
+of Miss Webster herself, to whom it was not quite so easy to feel
+genial. She entered the shop. The apprentice sate there at work, busily
+trimming a fine rice straw bonnet for the lodger within. She looked up
+joyously at Emilie's approach. She thought how often that kind German
+face had been to her like a sunbeam on a dull path; how often her
+musical voice had spoken words of counsel, and comfort, and sympathy,
+to her in her hard life. How she had pressed her hand when she (the
+apprentice) came home one night and told her, "My poor mother is dead,"
+and how she had said, "We are both orphans now, Lucy. We can feel for
+one another." How she had taught her by example, often, and by word
+sometimes, not to answer again if any thing annoyed or irritated her,
+and in short how much Lucy had missed the young lady only Lucy could
+say.
+
+Emilie inquired for her mistress, but the words were scarcely out of her
+lips, than she said, "Oh, Miss, she's so bad! She has scalt her foot,
+and is quite laid up, and the lodgers are very angry. They say they
+don't get properly attended to and so they mean to go. Dear me, there is
+such a commotion, but her foot is very had, poor thing, and I have to
+mind the shop, or I would wait upon her more; and the girl is very
+inattentive and saucy, so that I don't see what we are to do. Will you
+go and see Miss Webster, Miss?"
+
+Emilie cheerfully consented, leaving Edith with Lucy to learn straw
+plaiting, if she liked, and to listen to her artless talk. Lucy had less
+veneration for the name of Queen Victoria than for that of Schomberg.
+Emilie was to her the very perfection of human nature, and accordingly
+she sang her praises loud and long.
+
+On the sofa, the very sofa for which M. Schomberg had so longed, lay
+Miss Webster, the expression of her face manifesting the greatest pain.
+The servant girl had just brought up her mistress's tea, a cold,
+slopped, miserable looking mess. A slice of thick bread and butter, half
+soaked in the spilled beverage, was on a plate, and that a dirty one;
+and the tray which held the meal was offered to the poor sick woman so
+carelessly, that the contents were nearly shot into her lap. It was easy
+to see that love formed no part of Betsey's service of her mistress, and
+that she rendered every attention grudgingly and ill. Emilie went up
+cordially to Miss Webster, and was not prepared for the repulsive
+reception with which she met. She wondered what she could have said or
+done, except, indeed, in the refusal of the instrument, and that was
+atoned for. Emilie might have known, however, that nothing makes our
+manners so distant and cold to another, as the knowledge that we have
+injured or offended him. Miss Webster, in receiving Emilie's advances,
+truly was experiencing the truth of the scripture saying, that coals of
+fire should be heaped on her head.
+
+Poor Miss Webster! "There! set down the tray, you may go, and don't let
+me see you in that filthy cap again, not fit to be touched with a pair
+of tongs; and don't go up to Mrs. Newson in that slipshod fashion, don't
+Betsey; and when you have taken up tea come here, I have an errand for
+you to go. Shut the door gently. Oh, dear! dear, these servants!"
+
+This was so continually the lament of Miss Webster, that Emilie would
+not have noticed it, but that she appeared so miserable, and she
+therefore kindly said, "I am afraid Betsey does not wait on you nicely,
+Miss Webster, she is so very young. I had no idea of this accident, how
+did it happen?"
+
+How it happened took Miss Webster some time to tell. It happened in no
+very unusual manner, and the effect was a scalt foot, which she
+forthwith shewed Miss Schomberg. There was no doubt that it was a very
+bad foot, and Emilie saw that it needed a good nurse more than a good
+doctor. Mr. Parker was a medical man, and Emilie knew she should have no
+difficulty in obtaining that kind of assistance for her. But the
+nursing! Miss Webster was feverish and uneasy, and in such suffering
+that something must be done. At the sight of her pain all was forgotten,
+but that she was a fellow-creature, helpless and forsaken, and that she
+must be helped.
+
+All this time any one coming in might have imagined that Emilie had been
+the cause of the disaster, so affronted was Miss Webster's manner, and
+so pettishly did she reject all her visitor's suggestions as
+preposterous and impossible.
+
+"Will you give up your walk to-night, Edith," said Emilie on her return
+to the shop, "Poor Miss Webster is in such pain I cannot leave her, and
+if you would run home and ask your papa to step in and see her, and say
+she has scalt her foot badly, I would thank you very much."
+
+Emilie spoke earnestly, so earnestly that Edith asked if she were grown
+very fond of that "sour old maid all of a sudden."
+
+"Very fond! No Edith; but it does not, or ought not to require us to be
+very fond of people to do our duty to them."
+
+"Well, I don't see what duty you owe to that mean creature, and I see no
+reason why I should lose my walk again to-night. You treat people you
+don't love better than those you do it seems; or else your professions
+of loving me mean nothing. All day long you have been after Fred's
+balloon, and now I suppose mean to be all night long after Miss
+Webster's foot."
+
+Emilie made no reply; she could only have reproached Edith for
+selfishness and temper at least equal to Miss Webster's, but telling
+Lucy she should soon return, hastened to Mr. Parker's house, followed by
+Edith; he was soon at the patient's side, and as Emilie foretold, it was
+a case more for an attentive nurse than a skilful doctor. He promised to
+send her an application, but, "Miss Schomberg," said he, "sleep is what
+she wants; she tells me she has had no rest since the accident occurred.
+What is to be done?" "Can you not send for a neighbour, Miss Webster, or
+some one to attend to your household, and to nurse you too. If you worry
+yourself in this way you will be quite ill."
+
+Poor Miss Webster was ill, she knew it; and having neither neighbour
+nor friend within reach, she did what was very natural in her case, she
+took up her handkerchief and began to cry. "Oh, come, Miss Webster,"
+said Emilie, cheerfully, "I will get you to bed, and Lucy shall come
+when the shop is closed, and to-morrow I will get aunt Agnes to come and
+nurse you. Keep up your spirits."
+
+"Ah, it is very well to talk of keeping up spirits, and as to your aunt
+Agnes, there never was any love lost between us. No thank you, Miss
+Schomberg, no thank you. If I may just trouble you to help me to the
+side of my bed, I can get in, and do very well alone. _Good_ night."
+Emilie stood looking pitifully at her. "I hope I don't keep you, Miss
+Schomberg, pray don't stay, you cannot help me," and here Miss Webster
+rose, but the agony of putting her foot to the ground was so great that
+she could not restrain a cry, and Emilie, who saw that the poor sufferer
+was like a child in helplessness, and like a child, moreover, in
+petulance, calmly but resolutely declared her intention of remaining
+until Lucy could leave the shop.
+
+Having helped her landlady into bed, she ran down-stairs to try and
+appease the indignant lodgers, who protested, and with truth, that they
+had rung, rung, rung, and no one answered the bell; that they wanted
+tea, that Miss Webster had undertaken to wait on them, that they were
+_not_ waited on, and that accordingly they would seek other lodgings on
+the morrow, they would, &c., &c. "Miss Webster, ma'am, is very ill
+to-night. She has a young careless servant girl, and is, I assure you,
+very much distressed that you should be put out thus. I will bring up
+your tea, ma'am, in five minutes, if you will allow me. It is very
+disagreeable for you, but I am sure if you could see the poor woman,
+ma'am, you would pity her." Mrs. Harmer did pity her only from Emilie's
+simple account of her state, and declared she was very sorry she had
+seemed angry, but the girl did not say her mistress was ill, only that
+she was lying down, which appeared very disrespectful and inattentive,
+when they had been waiting two hours for tea.
+
+The shop was by this time cleared up, and Lucy was able to attend to the
+lodgers. Whilst Emilie having applied the rags soaked in the lotion
+which had arrived, proceeded to get Miss Webster a warm and neatly
+served cup of tea.
+
+It would have been very cheering to hear a pleasant "thank you;" but
+Miss Webster received all these attentions with stiff and almost silent
+displeasure. Do not blame her too severely, a hard struggle was going
+on; but the law of kindness is at work, and it will not fail.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER SEVENTH.
+
+BETTER THINGS.
+
+
+"Ah, if Miss Schomberg had asked me to wait on _her_, how gladly would I
+have done it, night after night, day after day, and should have thought
+myself well paid with a smile; but to sit up all night with a person,
+who cares no more for me, than I for her, and that is nothing! and then
+to have to get down to-morrow and attend to the shop, all the same as if
+I had slept well, is no joke. Oh, dear me! how sleepy I am, two o'clock!
+I was to change those rags at two; I really scarcely dare attempt it,
+she seems so irritable now." So soliloquized Lucy, who, kindhearted as
+she was, could not be expected to take quite so much delight in nursing
+her cross mistress, who never befriended her, as she would have done a
+kinder, gentler person; but Lucy read her Bible, and she had been
+trying, though not so long as Emilie, nor always so successfully it
+must be owned, to live as though she read it.
+
+"Miss Webster, ma'am, the doctor said those rags were to be changed
+every two hours. May I do it for you? I can't do it as well as Miss
+Schomberg, but I will do my very best not to hurt you."
+
+"I want sleep child," said Miss Webster, "I want _sleep_, leave me
+alone."
+
+"You can't sleep in such pain, ma'am," said poor Lucy, quite at her wits
+ends.
+
+"Don't you think, I must know that as well as you? There! there's that
+rush light gone out, and you never put any water in the tin; a pretty
+nurse you make, now I shall have that smell in my nose all night. You
+must have set it in a draught. What business has a rush light to go out
+in a couple of hours? I wonder."
+
+Lucy put the obnoxious night shade out of the room, and went back to the
+bedside. For a long time she was unsuccessful, but at last Miss Webster
+consented to have her foot dressed, and even cheered her young nurse by
+the acknowledgment that she did it very well, considering; and thus the
+night wore away.
+
+Quite early Emilie was at her post, and was grieved to see that Miss
+Webster still looked haggard and suffering, and as if she had not slept.
+In answer to her inquiries, Lucy said that she had no rest all night.
+
+"Rest! and how can I rest, Miss Schomberg? I can't afford to lose my
+lodgers, and lose them I shall."
+
+"Only try and keep quiet," said Emilie, "and I will see that they do not
+suffer from want of attendance. _You_ cannot help them, do consent to
+leave all thought, all management, to those who can think and manage.
+May aunt Agnes come and nurse you, and attend to the housekeeping?"
+
+"Yes," was reluctantly, and not very graciously uttered.
+
+"Well then, Lucy will have time to attend to you. I would gladly nurse
+you myself, but you know I may not neglect Miss Parker; now take this
+draught, and try and sleep."
+
+"Miss Schomberg," said the poor woman, "you won't lack friends to nurse
+you on a sick bed; I have none."
+
+"Miss Webster, if I were to be laid on a sick bed, and were to lose aunt
+Agnes, I should be alone in a country that is not my own country,
+without money and without friends; but we may both of us have a friend
+who sticketh closer than a brother, think of him, ma'am, now, and ask
+him to make your bed in your sickness."
+
+She took the feverish hand of the patient as she said this, who,
+bursting into a flood of tears, replied, "Ah, Miss Schomberg! I don't
+deserve it of you, and that is the truth; but keep my hand, it feels
+like a friend's, hold it, will you, and I think I shall sleep a little
+while;" and Emilie stood and held her hand, stood till she was faint and
+weary, and then withdrawing it as gently as ever mother unloosed an
+infant's hold, she withdrew, shaded the light from the sleeper's eyes,
+and stole out of the room, leaving the sufferer at ease, and in one of
+those heavy sleeps which exhaustion and illness often produce.
+
+Her visit to the kitchen was most discouraging. Betsey was only just
+down, and the kettle did not boil, nor were any preparations made for
+the lodgers' breakfast, to which it only wanted an hour. Emilie could
+have found it in her heart to scold the lazy, selfish girl, who had
+enjoyed a sound sleep all night, whilst Lucy had gone unrefreshed to
+her daily duties, but she forebore. "Scolding never does answer,"
+thought Emilie, "and I won't begin to-day, but I must try and reform
+this girl at all events, by some means, and that shall be done at once."
+
+"Come, Betsey," said Emilie pleasantly, "now, we shall see what sort of
+a manager you will be; you must do all you can to make things tidy and
+comfortable for the lodgers. Is their room swept and dusted?"
+
+"Oh, deary me, Miss, what time have I had for that, I should like to
+know?"
+
+"Well now, get every thing ready for their breakfast, and pray don't
+bang doors or make a great clatter with the china, as you set the table.
+Every sound is heard in this small house, and your mistress has had no
+sleep all night."
+
+"Well, she'll be doubly cross to day, then, I'll be bound. Howsoever, I
+shall only stay my month, and it don't much matter what I do, she never
+gives a servant a good character, and I don't expect it."
+
+"No, and you will not deserve it if you are inattentive and unfeeling
+now. It is not doing as you would be done by, either. Do now, Betsey,
+forget, for a few days, that Miss Webster ever scolded or found fault
+with you. If you want to love any one just do him a kindness, and you
+don't know how fast love springs up in the heart; you would be much
+happier, Betsey, I am sure. Come _try_, you are not a cross girl, and
+you don't mean to be unkind now. I shall expect to hear from Lucy, when
+I come again, how well you have managed together."
+
+Fred went to Mr. Crosse's after breakfast, in the pony gig, for aunt
+Agnes, who, at a summons from Emilie, was quite willing to come and see
+after Miss Webster's household. She soon put mutters into a better
+train, both in kitchen and parlour, so that the pacified lodgers
+consented to remain. And though neither Lucy nor Betsey altogether liked
+aunt Agnes, they found her quite an improvement on Miss Webster.
+
+It is not our object to follow Miss Webster through her domestic
+troubles nor through the tedious process of the convalescence of a scalt
+foot. We will rather follow Edith into her chamber, and see how she is
+trying to learn the arts of the Peacemaker there.
+
+Edith's head is bent over a book, a torn book, and her countenance is
+flushed and heated. She is out of breath, too, and her hair is hanging
+disordered about her pretty face; not pretty now, however; it is an
+angry face--and an angry face is never pretty.
+
+Has she been quarrelling with Fred again? yes, even so. Fred would not
+give up Hans Andersen's Tales, which Emilie had just given Edith, and
+which she was reading busily, when some one came to see her about a new
+bonnet, so she left the book on the table, and in the mean time Fred
+came in, snatched it up, and was soon deep in the feats of the "Flying
+Trunk." Then came the little lady back and demanded the book, not very
+pleasantly, if the truth must be told. Fred meant to give it up, but he
+meant to tease his sister first, and Edith, who had no patience to wait,
+snatched at the book. Fred of course resisted, and it was not until the
+book had been nearly parted from its cover, and some damage had ensued
+to the dress and hair of both parties that Edith regained possession;
+not _peaceable_ possession, however, for both of the children's spirits
+were ruffled.
+
+Edith flew to her room almost as fast as if she had been on the "Flying
+Trunk," in the Fairy Tale. When there, she could not read, and in
+displeasure with herself and with every one, dashed the little volume
+away and cried long and bitterly. Edith had not been an insensible
+spectator of the constantly and self-denying gentle conduct of Emilie.
+Her example, far more than her precepts, had affected her powerfully,
+but she had much to contend with, and it seemed to her as if at the very
+times she meant to be kind and gentle something occurred to put her out.
+"I _will_ try, oh, I will try," said Edith again and again, "but it is
+such hard work."--Yes, Edith, hard enough, and work which even Emilie
+can scarcely help you in. You wrestle against a powerful and a cruel
+enemy, and you need great and powerful aid; but you have read your Bible
+Edith, and again and again has Emilie said to you, "of yourself you can
+do nothing."
+
+Edith had had a long conversation on this very subject only that morning
+with her friend, as they were walking on the sea shore, and under the
+influence of the calm lovely summer's sky, and within the sound of
+Emilie's clear persuasive voice, it did not seem a hard matter to Edith
+to love and to be loving. She could love Fred, she could even bear a
+rough pull of the hair from him, she could stand a little teasing from
+John, who found fault with a new muslin frock she wore at dinner, and we
+all know it is not pleasant to have our dress found fault with; but this
+attack of Fred's about the book, was _not_ to be borne, not by Edith, at
+least, and thus she sobbed and cried in her own room, thinking herself
+the most miserable of creatures, and very indignant that Emilie did not
+come to comfort her; "but she is gone out after that tiresome old woman,
+with her scalt foot, I dare say," said Edith, "and she would only tell
+me I was wrong if she were here--oh dear! oh dear me!" and here she
+sobbed again.
+
+Solitude is a wonderfully calming, composing thing; Emilie knew that,
+and she did quite right to leave Edith alone. It was time she should
+listen seriously to a voice which seldom made itself heard, but
+conscience was resolute to-day, and did not spare Edith. It told her all
+the truth, (you may trust conscience for that,) it told her that the
+very reason why she failed in her efforts to do right was because she
+had a wrong _motive_; and that was, love of the approbation of her
+fellow creatures, and not real love to God. She would have quarrelled
+with any one else who dared to tell her this; but it was of no use
+quarrelling with conscience. Conscience had it all its own way to-day,
+and went on answering every objection so quietly, and to the point, that
+by degrees Edith grew quiet and subdued; and what do you think she did?
+She took up a little Bible that lay on her table, and began to read it.
+She could not pray as yet. She did not feel kind enough for that. Emilie
+had often said to her that she should be at peace with every one before
+she lifted up her heart to the "God of peace." She turned over the
+leaves and tried to find the chapter, which she knew very well, about
+the king who took account of his servants, and who forgave the man the
+great debt of ten thousand talents; and then when that man went out and
+found his servant who owed him but one hundred pence, he took him by the
+throat, and said, "Pay me that thou owest." In vain did the man beseech
+for patience, he that had only just been forgiven ten thousand talents
+could not have pity on the man who owed him but one hundred pence.
+
+Often had Edith read this chapter, and very just was her indignation
+against the hard-hearted servant, who, with his king's lesson of mercy
+and forgiveness fresh in his memory, could not practise the same to one
+who owed him infinitely less than he had done his master; and yet here
+was little Edith who could not forgive Fred his injuries, when,
+nevertheless, God was willing to forgive hers. Had Fred injured her as
+she had injured God? surely not; and yet she might now kneel down and
+receive at once the forgiveness of all her _great_ sins. Nay, more: she
+had been receiving mercy and patience at the hands of her Heavenly
+Father many years. She had neglected Him, done many things contrary to
+his law, owed him, indeed, the ten thousand talents, and yet she was
+spared.
+
+She had a great deal of revenge in her heart still, however; and she
+could not, reason as she would, try as she would, read as she would, get
+it out, so she sunk down on her knees, and lifted up her heart very
+sincerely, to ask God to take it away. She had often said her prayers,
+and had found no difficulty in that, but now it seemed quite different.
+She could find no words, she could only feel. Well, that was enough. He
+who saw in secret, saw her heart, and knew how it felt. She felt she
+needed forgiveness, and that she could only have it by asking it of Him
+who had power to forgive sins. She took her great debt to Jesus, and he
+cancelled it; she hoped she was forgiven, and now, oh! how ready she
+felt to forgive Fred. How small a sum seemed his hundred pence--his
+little acts of annoyances compared with her many sins against God. Now
+she felt and understood the meaning of the Saviour's lesson to Peter.
+She had entered the same school as Peter, and though a slow she was a
+sincere learner.
+
+She is in the right way now to learn the true law of kindness. None but
+the _Saviour,_ who was love itself, could teach her this. If any earthly
+teacher could have done so, surely Emilie would have succeeded.
+
+She went down to tea softened and sad, for she felt very humble. The
+consideration of her great unlikeness to the character of Jesus,
+affected her. "When he was reviled he reviled not again; when he
+suffered he threatened not;" and this thought made her feel more than
+any sermon or lecture or reproof she ever had in her life, how she
+needed to be changed, her whole self changed; not her old bad nature
+_patched_ up, but her whole heart made _new_. She did not say much at
+tea; she did not formally apologise to Fred for her conduct to him. He
+looked very cross, so perhaps it was wiser to act rather than to speak;
+but she handed him the bread and butter, and buttered him a piece of
+toast, and in many little quiet ways told him she wished to be friends
+with him. John began at her frock again. She could not laugh, (she was
+not in a laughing humour,) but she said she would not wear it any more,
+during his holidays, if he disliked it so _very_ much. The greatest
+trial to her temper was the being told she looked cross. Emilie, who
+could see the sun of peace behind the cloud, was half angry herself at
+this speech, and said to Mr. Parker, "If she looks cross she is not
+cross, Sir, but I think she is not in very good spirits. Every one looks
+a little sad sometimes;" and Mr. Porker, happily, being called out to a
+patient at that moment, gave Edith opportunity to swallow her grief.
+
+After tea the boys prepared to accompany their sister and her governess
+in the usual evening walk. Edith did not desire their company, but she
+did not say so; and they all went out very silent for them. On their
+road to the beach they met a man who had a cage of canaries to sell, the
+very things that Fred had desired so long, and to purchase which he had
+saved his money.
+
+Edith had no taste for noisy canaries; few great talkers have, for they
+do interrupt conversation must undeniably, but Fred thought it would be
+most delightful to have them, and as he had a breeding cage which had
+belonged to one of his elder sisters years before, he asked the price
+and began to make his bargain. The birds were bought and the man
+dispatched to the house with them, with orders to call for payment at
+nine o'clock, before Fred remembered that he did not exactly know where
+he should keep them. In the sitting room it would be quite out of the
+question he knew, for the noise would distract his mother. Papa was not
+likely to admit canaries into his study for consultations; and Fred knew
+only of one likely or possible place, but the door to that was closed,
+unless he could find a door to Edith's heart, and he had just quarrelled
+with Edith; what a pity! To make it up with her, however, just to gain
+his point, he was too proud to do, and was therefore gloomy and uncivil.
+
+"Where are you going to keep your canaries Fred?" asked his sister.
+
+"In the cage," said Fred, shortly and tartly.
+
+"Yes; but in what room?"
+
+"In my bed-room," said Fred.
+
+"Oh, I dare say! will you though?" said John, who as he shared his
+brother's apartment had some right to have a voice in the matter. "I am
+not going to be woke at daylight every morning by your canaries. And
+such an unwholesome plan; I am sure papa and mamma won't let you. What a
+pity you bought the birds! you can't keep them in our small house. Get
+off your bargain, I would if I were you. Besides, who will take care of
+them all the week? they will want feeding other days besides Saturdays,
+I suppose."
+
+Fred looked annoyed, and dropped behind the party. Edith whispered to
+Emilie, "Go you on with John, I want to talk to Fred."
+
+"Fred, dear," said she, "will you keep your birds in my little room,
+where my old toys are? I will clear a place, and I shan't mind their
+singing, _do_ Fred. I have often hindered your pleasures, now let me
+have the comfort of making it up a little to you, and I will feed them
+and clean them while you are at school in the week."
+
+"You may change your mind Edith, and you know if my birds are in your
+room, I shall have to be there a good deal; and they will make a rare
+noise sometimes, and some one must take care of them all the week--I can
+only attend to them on Saturdays, you know."
+
+"Yes, I have been thinking of all that, and I expect I shall sometimes
+_wish_ to change my mind, but I shall not do it. I am very selfish I
+know, but I mean to try to be better, Fred. Take my little room, do."
+
+Fred was a proud boy, and would rather have had to thank any one than
+Edith just then; but nevertheless he accepted her offer, and thanked his
+little sister, though not quite so kindly as he might have done, and
+that is the truth. There is a grace in accepting as well as in giving.
+Edith had given up what she had much prized, the independence of a
+little room, (it was but a little one,) a little room all to herself;
+but she did so because she felt love springing up in her heart. She
+acted in obedience to the dictates of the law of kindness, and she felt
+lighter and happier than she had done for a long time. Fred was by
+degrees quite cheered, and amused his companions by his droll talk for
+some way. Spying, however, one of his school-fellows on the rocks at a
+distance, he and John, joined him abruptly, and thus Emilie and Edith
+were left alone.
+
+Sincerity is never loquacious, never egotistic. If you don't understand
+these words I will tell you what I mean. A person really in earnest; and
+sincere, does not talk much of earnestness and sincerity, still loss of
+himself. Edith could not tell Emilie of her new resolutions, of her
+mental conflict, but she was so loving and affectionate in her manner to
+her friend, that I think Emilie understood; at any rate, she saw that
+Edith was very pleasant, and very gentle that night, and loved her more
+than ever. She saw and felt there was a change come over her. They
+walked far, and on their return found the canaries arrived, and Fred
+very busy in putting them up in their new abode. He had rather
+unceremoniously moved Edith's bookcase and boxes, to make room for the
+bird cages. She did say, "I think you might have asked my leave," but
+she instantly recalled it. "Oh, never mind; what pretty little things, I
+shall like to have them with me."
+
+It really was a trial to Edith to see all her neat arrangements upset,
+and to find how very coolly Fred did it, too. She sighed and thought,
+"Ah, I shall not be mistress here now I see!" but Fred was gone down
+stairs for some water and seed, and did not hear her laments. He was
+very full of his scheme for canary breeding at supper, and Emilie was
+quite as full of sympathy in his joy as Fred desired; she took a real
+interest in the matter. Her father, she said, had given much attention
+to canary breeding, for the Germans were noted for their management of
+canaries; she could help him, she thought, if he would accept her help.
+So they were very merry over the affair at supper time, and Mr. Parker,
+in his quiet way, enjoyed it too. Suddenly, however, the merriment
+received a check. Margaret, who had been to look at the birds, came in
+with the intelligence that Muff, the pet cat of Miss Edith, was sitting
+in the dusk, watching the canaries with no friendly eye, and that she
+had even made a dart at the cage; and she prophesied that the birds
+would not be safe long. A bird of ill omen was Margaret always; she
+thought the worst and feared the worst of every one, man or animal.
+"Why, it is easy to keep the door of the cage shut," John remarked, but
+to keep puss out of her old haunts was not possible.
+
+Muff was not a kitten, but a venerable cat, who had belonged to Edith's
+elder sister, and was given to Edith, the day that sister married, as a
+very precious gift; and Edith loved that grey cat, loved her dearly. She
+always sat in the same place in that dear little room. Edith had only
+that day made her a new red leather collar, and Muff looked very smart
+in it. "Muff won't hurt the birds, Fred dear," said Edith, "she is not
+like a common cat." Whatever points of dissimilarity there might he
+between Muff and the cat race in general, in this particular she quite
+resembled them; she loved birds, and would not be very nice as to the
+manner of obtaining them. What was to be done? Fred had all manner of
+projects in his head for teaching the canaries to fly out and in the
+cage, to bathe, to perch on his finger, etc.; but if, whenever any one
+chanced to leave the door of the room open, Muff were to bounce in, why
+there was an end to all such schemes. In short, Muff would get the birds
+by fair means or foul, there was no doubt of that, and Fred was
+desperate. I cannot tell how many times Muff was called "a nasty cat,"
+"a tiresome cat," "a vicious cat," and little Edith's heart was full,
+for she did not believe any evil of her favourite; and to hear her so
+maligned, seemed like a personal insult; but she bore it patiently. She
+asked Emilie at bed time what she should do about Muff; she had so long
+been accustomed to her seat by the sunny window in Edith's room, that to
+try and tempt her from it she knew would be vain.
+
+Emilie agreed with her, but hoped Muff would practise self-denial.
+Before Edith lay down to rest that night, she again thought over all
+that she had done through the day; again knelt down and asked for help
+to overcome that which was sinful within her, and then lay down to
+sleep. Edith was but a child, and she could not forget Muff; she
+thought, and very truly, that there was a general wish to displace her
+Muff. Not one in the house would be sorry to see Muff sent away she
+know, and Margaret at supper time seemed so pleased to report of Muff's
+designs. This thought made her love Muff all the more, but then there
+were Fred's birds. It would be very sad if any of them should be lost
+through her cat; what should she do? She wished to win Fred to love and
+gentleness. Should she part with Muff? Miss Schomberg (aunt Agnes that
+is) had expressed a wish for a nice quiet cat, and this, her beauty,
+would just suit her. "Shall I take Muff to High-Street to-morrow? I
+will," were her last thoughts, but the resolution cost her something,
+and Edith's pillow was wet with tears. When she arose the next morning
+she felt as we are all apt to feel after the excitement of new and
+sudden resolves, rather flat; and the sight of Muff sitting near a
+laurel bush in the garden, enjoying the morning sun, quite unnerved her.
+"Part with Muff! No, I cannot; and I don't believe any one would do such
+a thing for such a boy as Fred. I cannot part with Muff, that's certain.
+Fred had better give up his birds, and so I shall tell him."
+
+All this is very natural, but what is very natural is often very wrong,
+and Edith did not fuel that calm happiness which she had done the night
+before. When she received Emilie's morning kiss, she said, "Well, Miss
+Schomberg, I thought last night I had made up my mind to part with Muff,
+but I really cannot! I do love her so!"
+
+"It would be a great trial to you, I should think," said Emilie, "and
+one that no one could _ask_ of you, but if she had a good master, do you
+think you should mind it so very much? You would only have your own
+sorrow to think of, and really it would be a kindness if those poor
+birds are to be kept. The cat terrifies them by springing at the wires,
+and if they were sitting they would certainly be frightened off their
+nests."
+
+Edith looked perplexed; "What shall I do Emilie? I _do_ wish to please
+Fred, I do wish to do as I would be done by; I really want to get rid of
+my selfish nature, and yet it will keep coming back."
+
+"Watch as well as pray, dear," said Emilie affectionately, "and you will
+conquer at last." They went down to breakfast together. "Watch and
+pray." That word "watch," was R word in season to Edith, she had
+_prayed_ but had well nigh forgotten to _watch_.
+
+She could not eat her meal, however, her heart was full with the
+greatness of the sacrifice before her. Do not laugh at the word _great_
+sacrifice. It was very great to Edith; she loved with all her heart; and
+to part with what we love, be it a dog, a cat, a bird, or any inanimate
+possession, is a great pang. After breakfast she went into the little
+room where Muff usually eat, and taking hold of the favourite, hugged
+and kissed her lovingly, then carrying her down stairs to the kitchen,
+asked cook for a large basket, and with a little help from Margaret,
+tied her down and safely confined her; then giving the precious load to
+her father's errand boy, trotted into the town, and stopped not till she
+reached Miss Webster's door. Her early visit rather astonished aunt
+Agnes, who was at that moment busily engaged in dressing Miss Webster's
+foot, and at the announcement of Betsey--"Please Ma'am little Miss
+Parker is called and has brought you a cat," she jumped so that she
+spilled Miss Webster's lotion.
+
+"A cat! a cat!" echoed the ladies. "I will have no cats here Miss
+Schomberg, if you please," said the irritable Mistress. "I always did
+hate cats, there is no end to the mischief they do. I never did keep
+one, and never mean to do."
+
+Miss Schomberg went down stairs into Miss Webster's little parlour, and
+there saw Edith untying her beloved Muff. "Well aday! my child, what
+brings you here? all alone too. Surely Emilie isn't ill, oh dear me
+something must be amiss."
+
+"Oh no, Miss Schomberg, no, only I heard you say you would like a cat,
+and Fred has got some new birds and I mayn't keep Muff, and so will you
+take her and be kind to her?"
+
+"My dear child," said aunt Agnes in a bewilderment, "I would take her
+gladly but Miss Webster has a bird you know, and is so awfully neat and
+particular, oh, it won't do; you must not bring her here, and I _must_
+go back and finish Miss Webster's foot. She is very poorly to-day. Oh
+how glad I shall be when my Emilie comes back! Good bye, take the cat,
+dear, away, pray do;" and, so saying, aunt Agnes bustled off, leaving
+poor Edith more troubled and perplexed with Muff than ever.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER EIGHTH.
+
+GOOD FOR EVIL.
+
+
+Old Joe Murray was seated on the beach, nearer the town than his house
+stood, watching the groups of busy children, digging and playing in the
+sand, now helping them in their play, and now giving his hint to the
+nurses around him, when Edith tapped him on the shoulder. There was
+something so unusually serious, not _cross_, in Edith's countenance,
+that Joe looked at her inquiringly. "There, set down the basket,
+Nockells, and run back quick, tell papa I kept you; I am afraid you will
+get into disgrace."
+
+"Mayn't I drown Puss?" said Nockells.
+
+"No! you cruel boy, _no!_" said Edith, vehemently. "_You_ shall not have
+the pleasure, no one shall do it who would take a pleasure in it."
+
+"What is the matter Miss?" asked Joe, as soon as Nockells turned away.
+
+"The matter, oh Joe! I want Muff drowned; my cat I mean, my dear cat;"
+and then she told her tale up to the point of Miss Webster's refusing to
+admit Muff as a lodger, and cried most bitterly as she said, "and I
+won't have her ill-treated, so I will drown her, will you do it for me
+Joe, please do now, or my courage will be gone? but I won't stay to look
+at it, so good-bye," said she, and slipping a shilling into Joe's hand,
+ran home with the news to Fred, that the cat was by this time at the
+bottom of the tea, and his canaries were safe for ever from her claws.
+
+Fred was not a hard-hearted boy, and his sister's tale really grieved
+him. He kissed her several times over, as he said he now wished he had
+never bought the birds, that they had caused Edith nothing but trouble
+and that he was very sorry.
+
+"I am not sorry, Fred dear, at least I am only sorry for being forced to
+drown Muff. I like to give you my room, and I like to give up my cat to
+you, and I shall not cry any more about it, so don't be unhappy."
+
+"And all this for me," said Fred; "I who teased you so yesterday
+afternoon, and always am teasing you, I think!" How pleased Emilie
+looked! She did not praise Edith, but she gave her such a look of
+genuine approval as was a rich reward to her little pupil. "_This_ is
+the way. Edith dear, to overcome evil with good; go on, _watch_ and
+pray, and you will subdue Fred in time as well as your own evil
+tempers."
+
+How easy all this looks to read about! How swift the transition from bad
+to good! Who has not felt, in reading Rosamond and Frank, a kind of envy
+that they so soon overcame their errors, so soon conquered their bad
+habits and evil dispositions? Dear young reader, it is _not_ easy to
+subdue self; it is not easy to practise this law of kindness, love, and
+forbearance; it is not easy to live peaceably with all men, but believe
+me, it is not impossible. He who giveth liberally and upbraideth not,
+will give you grace, and wisdom, and help to do this if you ask it. The
+promise is, "Ask and ye shall receive." Edith In her helplessness naked
+strength of God and it was given. That which was given to her He will
+not withhold from you. Only try Him.
+
+For the comfort of those who may not have such a friend as Emilie, we
+would remind our readers that the actual work of Edith's change, for
+such it was, was that which no friend however wise and however good
+could effect. There is no doubt but that to her example Edith owed much.
+It led her to _think_ and to _compare_, and was part of the means used
+by the all-wise God, to instruct this little girl; but if you have not
+Emilie for a friend, you may all have the God, whom Emilie served, for a
+friend. You may all read in the Bible which she studied, and in which
+she learned, from God's love to man, how we should love each other. She
+read there, "If God so loved us, we ought also to love one another."
+
+The holidays drew to a close. The return of the mother and sisters was
+at hand. Emilie was not without her fears for Edith at this time, but
+she trusted in the help which she knew Edith would have if she sought
+it, and was thus encouraged. The right understanding between her
+brothers and herself she was rejoiced to see daily increasing. It was
+not that there was nothing to ruffle the two most easily ruffled
+spirits. Fred was not considerate, and would constantly recur to his old
+habit of tensing Edith. Edith was easily teased, and would rather order
+and advise Fred, which was sure to bring on a breeze; but they were far
+less vindictive, less aggravating than formerly. They were learning to
+bear and forbear. Edith had the most to bear, for although Fred was
+impressed by her kind and altered conduct, and could never forget the
+generous act of sacrifice when she parted with Muff to gratify him, he
+was as yet more actuated by impulse than principle, and nothing but
+principle, Christian principle I mean, will enable us to be kind and
+gentle, and unselfish _habitually_, not by fits and starts, but every
+day.
+
+Joe Murray was sitting at his door smoking his pipe, and watching his
+little grandchildren as they played together (this time harmoniously) in
+the garden. They were not building a grotto, they were dancing, and
+jumping, and laughing, in the full merriment of good healthy happy
+children. Emilie and Edith greeted Joe as an old friend, and Joe seemed
+delighted to see them. The two children, who had been commissioned to
+search for corallines, rushed up to Edith with a basket full of a
+heterogeneous collection, and amongst a great deal of little value there
+were some beautiful specimens of the very things Edith wanted. She
+thanked the little Murrays sincerely, and then looked at Emilie. Should
+she pay them? the look asked. It was evident the children had no idea of
+such a thing, and felt fully repaid by Edith's pleasure. Edith only
+wanted to know if it would take from that pleasure to receive money. She
+had been learning of late to study what people liked, and wished to do
+so now.
+
+Emilie did not understand her look, and so Edith followed her own
+course. "Thank you, oh, thank you," she said. "It was very kind of you
+to collect me so many, they please me very much. I wish I knew of
+something that you would like as well as I like these, and if I can, I
+will give it to you, or ask mamma to help me." The boy not being
+troubled with bashfulness, immediately said, that of all things he
+should like a regular rigged boat, a ship, "a little-un" that would
+swim. The girl put her finger in her mouth and said "she didn't know."
+"Are you going to have a boat?" said every little voice, "oh, what fun
+we shall have." "Yes," said our peace-making friend, Sarah. "You know
+that if Dick gets any thing it is the same as if you all did. He is such
+a kind boy, Miss, he plays with the little ones, and gives up to them
+so nicely, you'd be surprised."
+
+"I am glad of that," said Emilie, "it will be such a pleasure to Miss
+Edith to give pleasure to them all--but come, Jenny, you have not fixed
+yet what you will have." Jenny said she did not want to be paid, but she
+had thought, perhaps Miss Parker might give them something, and if Miss
+Parker did not think it too much, she should like a shilling better than
+any thing.
+
+Every one looked inquiringly, except Sarah. Sarah was but the uneducated
+daughter of a poor fisherman, but she studied human nature as it lay
+before her in the different characters of her brothers and sisters, and
+she guessed the workings of Jenny's mind.
+
+"What do you want a shilling for?" said the mother sharply, who had
+joined the group. "You ought not to have asked for anything, what bad
+manners you have! The weeds cost you nothing, and you ought to be much
+obliged to Miss Parker for accepting them."
+
+"I wanted the shilling very much," persisted Jenny, as Edith pressed it
+into her hand, and off she ran, as though to hide her treasure.
+
+But Edith had caught sight of something, and forgot shilling and every
+thing else in that glimpse. Her own dear old Muff sleeping on the hearth
+of the kitchen which she had not yet entered. I shall not tell you all
+the endearments she used to puss, they would look ridiculous on paper;
+they made even those who heard them smile, but she was so overjoyed that
+there was some excuse for her. Mrs. Murray rather damped her joy at once
+by saying, "Oh, she's a sad thief, Miss. She steals the fish terribly. I
+suppose you can't take her back, Miss?"
+
+"Ah, Joe," said Edith sorrowfully, "you see, you had better have drowned
+her."
+
+"So I think," said Mrs. Murray.
+
+"No, no, no," cried Jane, coming forwards. "I have a shilling now, and
+Barker the carrier will take her for that all the way to Southampton,
+where aunt Martha lives, and aunt Martha loves cats, and will take care
+of Muff; she shan't be drowned, Miss," said Jenny, kindly.
+
+The mother looked surprised, and they all admired Jenny's kind
+intentions. Emilie slipped another shilling into her hand as they went
+away, and said "You will find a use for it." "Good night Jenny, and
+thank you," said poor Edith, with a sigh, for she had already looked
+forward to many joyful meetings with Muff--her newly-found treasure. But
+as old Joe, who followed them down the cliff said, there was no end to
+the trouble Muff caused, what with stealing fish, and upsettings and
+breakings; and she would be happier at aunt Martha's, where there was
+neither fish nor child, and more room to walk about in than Muff enjoyed
+here.
+
+"But how kind of Jenny," said Edith, "how thoughtful for Muff!"
+
+"No, Miss, 't aint for Muff exactly," said Joe, "though she pitied you,
+as they all did, in thinking of drowning the cat; but bless the dear
+children, they are all trying in their way, I do believe; to please
+their mother, and to win her to be more happy and gentle like. You see
+she has had a hard struggle with them, so many as there are, and so
+little to do with; and that and bad health have soured her temper like;
+but she'll come to. Oh Miss Edith, take my word for it, if ever you have
+to live where folks are cross and snappish, be _you_ good-humoured. A
+little of the leaven of sweetness and good temper lightens a whole lump
+of crossness and bad humour. One bright Spirit in a family will keep
+the sun shining in _one_ spot; it can't then be _all_ dark, you see, and
+if there's ever such a little spot of sunshine, there must be some light
+in the house, which may spread before long, Miss."
+
+"Goodnight, Joe," and "Good night, ladies," passed, and the friends were
+left alone--alone upon the quiet beach. The sun had set, for it was
+late; the tide was ebbing, and now left the girls a beautiful smooth
+path of sand for some little distance, on which the sound of their light
+steps was scarcely heard, as they rapidly walked towards home.
+
+"Who would think, Edith, that our six weeks' holiday would be at an end
+to-morrow?" said Emilie.
+
+"I don't know, Emilie, I feel it much longer."
+
+"_Do_ you? then you have not been so happy as I hoped to have made you,
+dear; I have been a great deal occupied with other things, but it could
+scarcely be helped."
+
+"No, Emilie, I have not been happy a great part of the holidays, but I
+am happy now; happier at least, and it was no fault of yours at any
+time. I know now why I was so discontented with my condition, and why I
+thought I had more to try me than anybody else. I feel that I was in
+fault; that I _am_ in fault, I should say; but, oh Emilie, I am trying,
+trying hard, to--" and here, Edith, softened by the remembrance that
+soon she and her friend must part, burst into tears.
+
+"And you have succeeded, succeeded nobly, Edith, my darling. I have
+watched you, and but that I feared to interfere, I would have noticed
+your victories to you. I may do so now."
+
+"My _victories_, Emilie! Are you making fun of me? I feel to have been
+so very irritable of late.--My _victories!_"
+
+"Just because, dear, you take notice of your irritability as you did not
+use to do, and because you have constantly before your eyes that great
+pattern in whom was no sin."
+
+"Emilie, I will tell you something--your patience, your example, has
+done me a great deal of good, I hope; but there is one thing in your
+kind of advice, which does me more good than all. You have talked more
+of the love of God than of any other part of his character, and the
+words which first struck me very much, when I first began to wish that I
+were different, were those you told me one Sunday evening, some time
+ago. 'Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and
+gave his Son a ransom for sinners.' There seemed such a contrast between
+my conduct to God, and His to me; and then it has made me, I hope, a
+little more, (a _very_ little, you know,) I am not boasting, Emilie, am
+I? it has made me a _little_ more willing to look over things which used
+to vex me so. What are Fred's worst doings to me, compared with my
+_best_ to God?"
+
+Thus they talked, and now, indeed, did the friends love one another; and
+heartily did each, by her bedside that night, thank God for his gospel,
+which tells of his love to man, the greatest illustration truly of the
+law of kindness.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER NINTH.
+
+FRED A PEACEMAKER.
+
+
+"Talk not of wasted affection, affection never is wasted.... its waters
+returning back to their spring, like the rain shall fill them full of
+refreshment"--_H. W. Longfellow_.
+
+"Well Fred," said Emilie at the supper table, from which Mr. Parker was
+absent, "I go away to-morrow and we part better friends than we met, I
+think, don't we?"
+
+"Oh yes, Miss Schomberg, we are all better friends, and it is all your
+doing."
+
+"My doing, oh no! Fred, that _is_ flattery. I have not made Edith so
+gentle and so good as she has of late been to you. _I_ never advised her
+to give up that little room to you nor to send poor Muff away."
+
+"_Didn't_ you? well, now I always thought you did; I always kid that to
+you, and so I don't believe I have half thanked Edith as I ought."
+
+"Indeed you might have done."
+
+"Well, I hope I shall not get quarrelsome at school again, but I wish I
+was in a large school. I fancy I should be much happier. Only being us
+five at Mr. Barton's, we are so thrown together, somehow we can't help
+falling out and interfering with each other sometimes. Now there is
+young White, I never can agree with him, it is _impossible_."
+
+"Dear me!" said Emilie, without contradicting him, "why?"
+
+"He treats me so very ill; not openly and above-board, as we say, but in
+such a nasty sneaking way, he is always trying to injure me. He knows
+sometimes I fall asleep after I am called. Well, he dresses so quietly,
+(I sleep in his room, I wish I didn't,) he steals down stairs and then
+laughs with such triumph when I come down late and get a lecture or a
+fine for it. If I am very busy over an exercise out of school hours, he
+comes and talks to me, or reads some entertaining book close to my ears,
+aloud to one of the boys, to hinder my doing it properly, but that is
+not half his nasty ways. Could _you love_ such a boy Miss Schomberg?"
+
+"Well, I would try to make him more loveable, Fred, and then I might
+perhaps love him," said Emilie.
+
+"Ah, Emilie, your 'overcome evil with good' rule would fail there _I_
+can tell you; you may laugh."
+
+"No, I won't laugh, I am going to be serious. You will allow me to
+preach a short sermon to-night, the last for some time, you know, and
+mine shall be but a text, or a very little more, and then 'good night.'
+Will you try to love that boy for a few weeks? _really_ try, and see if
+he does not turn out better than you expect. If he do not, I will
+promise you that you will be the better for it. Love is never wasted,
+but remember, Fred, it is wicked and sad to hate one another, and it
+comes to be a serious matter, for 'If any man love not his brother whom
+he hath seen, how can he love God whom he hath not seen.' Good night."
+
+"Good night, Miss Schomberg, you have taught me to like you," and oh,
+how I did dislike you once! thought Fred, but he did not say so.
+
+Miss Webster's foot got well at last, but it was a long time about it.
+The lodgers went away at the end of the six weeks, and aunt Agnes and
+Emilie were quietly settled in their little apartments again. The piano
+was a little out of tune, but Emilie expected as much, and now after her
+six weeks' holiday, so called, she prepared to begin her life of daily
+teaching. Her kindness to Miss Webster was for some time to all
+appearance thrown away, but no, that cannot be--kindness and love can
+never be wasted. They bless him that gives, if not him that takes the
+offering. By and bye, however, a few indications of the working of the
+good system appeared. Miss Webster would offer to come and sit and chat
+with aunt Agnes when Emilie was teaching or walking; and aunt Agnes in
+return taught Miss Webster knitting stitches and crochet work. Miss
+Webster would clean Emilie's straw bonnet, and when asked for the bill,
+she would say that it came to nothing; and would now and then send up a
+little offering of fruit or fish, when she thought her lodgers' table
+was not well supplied. Little acts in themselves, but great when we
+consider that they were those of an habitually cold and selfish person.
+She did not express love; but she showed the softening influence of
+affection, and Emilie at least understood and appreciated it.
+
+Fred had perhaps the hardest work of all the actors on this little
+stage; he thought so at least. Joe White was an unamiable and, as Fred
+expressed it, a sneaking boy. He had never been accustomed to have his
+social affections cultivated in childhood, and consequently, he grew up
+into boyhood without any heart as it is called. Good Mr. Barton was
+quite puzzled with him. He said there was no making any impression on
+him, and that Mr. Barton could make none was very evident. Who shall
+make it? Even Fred; for he is going to try Emilie's receipt for the cure
+of the complaint under which Master White laboured, a kind of moral
+ossification of the heart. Will he succeed? We shall see.
+
+Perhaps, had Joe White at this time fallen down and broken his leg, or
+demanded in any way a _great_ sacrifice of personal comfort from his
+school-fellow, he would have found it easier to return good for his evil,
+than in the daily, hourly, calls for the exercise of forgiveness and
+forbearance which occurred at school. Oh, how many will do _great_
+things in the way of gifts or service, who will not do the little acts
+of kindness and self denial which common life demands. Many a person has
+built hospitals or alms houses, and has been ready to give great gifts
+to the poor and hungry, who has been found at home miserably deficient
+in domestic virtues. Dear children, cultivate these. You have, very few
+of you, opportunities for great sacrifices. They occur rarely in real
+life, and it would be well if the relations of fictitious life abounded
+less in them; but you may, all of you, find occasions to speak a gentle
+word, to give a kind smile, to resign a pursuit which annoys or vexes
+another, to cure a bad habit, to give up a desired pleasure. You may,
+all of you, practice the injunction, to live not unto yourselves. Fred,
+I say, found it a hard matter to carry out Emilie's plan towards Joe
+White, who came back from home more evilly disposed than ever, and all
+the boys agreed he was a perfect nuisance.
+
+"I would try and make him loveable." Those words of Emilie's often
+recurred to Fred as he heard the boys say how they disliked Joe White
+worse and worse. So Fred tried first by going up to him very gravely one
+day, and saying how they all disliked him, and how he hoped he would
+mend; but that did not do at all. Fred found the twine of his kite all
+entangled next day, and John said he saw White playing with it soon
+after Fred had spoken to him.
+
+"I'd go and serve him out; just you go and tangle his twine, and see how
+he likes it," said John.
+
+"I will--but no! I won't," Bald Fred, "that's evil for evil, and that is
+what I am not going to do. I mean to leave that plan off."
+
+An opportunity soon occurred for returning good for evil Miss Barton had
+a donkey, and this donkey, whose proper abode was the paddock, sometimes
+broke bounds, and regaled itself on the plants in the young gentlemen's
+gardens, in a manner highly provoking to those who had any taste for
+flowers. If Joe White had any love for anything, it was for flowers.
+Now, there is something so pure and beautiful in flowers; called by that
+good philanthropist Wilberforce, the "smiles of God," that I think there
+must be a little tender spot in that heart which truly loves flowers.
+Joe tended his as a parent would a child. His garden was his child, and
+certainly it did his culture credit. Fred liked a garden too, and these
+boys' gardens were side by side. They were the admiration of the whole
+family, so neatly raked, so free from stones or weeds, so gay with
+flowers of the best kind. They were rival gardens, but undoubtedly
+White's was in the best order. John and Fred always went home on a
+Saturday, as Mr. Barton's house was not far from L----. Joe was a
+boarder entirely, his home was at a distance, and to this Fred Parker
+ascribed the superiority of his garden. He was able to devote the whole
+of Saturday, which was a holiday, to its culture. Well, the donkey of
+which I spoke, one day took a special fancy to the boys' gardens; and it
+so happened, that he was beginning to apply himself to nibble the tops
+of Joe's dahlias, which were just budding. Joe was that day confined to
+the house with a severe cold, and little did he think as he lay in bed,
+sipping Mrs. Barton's gruel and tea, of the scenes that were being
+enacted in his own dear garden. Fred fortunately spied the donkey, and
+though there had been lately a little emulation between them, who should
+grow the finest dahlias, he at once carried out the principle of
+returning good for evil, drove the donkey off, even though his course
+lay over his own flower beds, and then set to work to repair the damage
+done. A few minutes more, and all Joe's dahlias would have been
+sacrificed. Fred saved them, raked the border neatly, tied up the
+plants, and restored all to order again; and who can tell but those who
+thus act, the pleasure, the comfort of Fred's heart? Why, not the first
+prize at the horticultural show for the first dahlia in the country,
+would have given him half the joy; and a still nobler sacrifice he
+made--he did not tell of his good deeds. Now, Fred began to realise the
+pleasures of forbearance and kindness indeed.
+
+There could not have been a better way of reaching young White's heart
+than through his garden. Fred's was a fortunate commencement. He never
+boasted of the act, but one of the boys told Mr. Barton, who did not
+fail to remind Joe of it at a suitable time, and that time was when
+White presented his master with a splendid bouquet of dahlias for his
+supper table, when he was going to have a party of friends. The boys,
+who were treated like members of the family, were invited to join that
+party, and then did Mr. Barton narrate the scene of the donkey's
+invasion, of which, however, the guests did not perceive the point; but
+those for whom it was intended understood it all. At bed time that
+night, Joe White begged his school-fellow's pardon for entangling his
+kite twine, and went to bed very humble and grateful, and with a little
+love and kindness dawning, which made his rest sweeter and his dreams
+happier. Thus Fred began his lessons of love; it was thus he endeavoured
+to make Joe lovable, and congratulated himself on his first successful
+attempt. He did not speak in the very words of the Poet, but his
+sentiments were the same, as he talked to John of his victory.
+
+  "There is a golden chord of sympathy,
+  Fix'd in the harp of every human soul,
+  Which by the breath of kindness when 'tis swept,
+  Wakes angel-melodies in savage hearts;
+  Inflicts sore chastisements for treasured wrongs,
+  And melts away the ice of hate to streams of love;
+  Nor aught but _kindness_ can that fine chord touch."
+
+Joe Murray was quite right in telling Edith that a little of the leaven
+of kindness and love went a great way in a family. No man can live to
+himself, that is to say, no man's acts can affect himself only. Had Fred
+set an example of revenge and retaliation, other boys would have no
+doubt acted in like manner on the first occasion of irritation. Now they
+all helped to reform Joe White, and did not return evil for evil, as
+had been their custom. Fred was the oldest but one of the little
+community, and had always been looked up to as a clever boy, up to all
+kinds of spore and diversion. He was the leader of their plays and
+amusements, and but for the occasional outbreaks of his violent temper
+would have been a great favourite. As it was, the boys liked him, and
+his master was undoubtedly very fond of Fred Parker. He was an honest
+truthful boy though impetuous and headstrong.
+
+Permission was given the lads, who as we have said were six in number,
+to walk out one fine September afternoon without the guardianship of
+their master. They were to gather blackberries, highly esteemed by Mrs.
+Barton for preserves, and it was the great delight of the boys to supply
+her every year with this fruit. Blackberrying is a very amusing thing to
+country children. It is less so perhaps in its consequences to the
+nurse, or sempstress, who has to repair the terrible rents which
+merciless brambles make, but of that children, boys especially, think
+little or nothing. On they went, each provided with a basket and a long
+crome stick, for the purpose of drawing distant clusters over ditches
+or from some height within the reach of the gatherer. At first they
+jumped and ran and sang in all the merriment of independence. The very
+consciousness of life, health, and freedom was sufficient enjoyment, and
+there was no end to their fun and their frolics until they came to the
+spot where the blackberries grew in the greatest abundance. Then they
+began to gather and eat and fill their baskets in good earnest. The most
+energetic amongst them was Fred, and he had opportunities enough this
+afternoon for practising kindness and self-denial, for White was in one
+of his bad moods, and pushed before Fred whenever he saw a fine and
+easily to be obtained cluster of fruit; and once, (Fred thought
+purposely,) upset his basket, which stood upon the pathway, all in the
+dust. Still Fred bore all this very well, and set about the gathering
+with renewed ardour, though one or two of the party called out, "Give it
+him, Parker; toss his out and see how he likes it." No, Fred had begun
+to taste the sweet fruits of kindness, he would not turn aside to pluck
+the bitter fruits of revenge and passion. So he gave no heed to the
+matter, only leaving the coast clear for White whenever he could, and
+helping a little boy whom White had pushed aside to fill his basket.
+
+Without any particular adventures, and with only the usual number of
+scratches and falls, and only the common depth of dye in lips and
+fingers, the boys sat down to rest beneath the shade of some fine trees,
+which skirted a beautiful wood.
+
+"I say," said John Parker, "let us turn in here, we shall find shade
+enough, and I had rather sit on the grass and moss than on this bank.
+Come along, we have only to climb the hedge."
+
+"But that would be trespassing," said one conscientious boy, who went by
+the name of Simon Pure, because he never would join in any sport he
+thought wrong, and used to recall the master's prohibitions rather
+oftener to his forgetful companions than they liked.
+
+"Trespassing! a fig for trespassing," said John Parker, clearing away
+all impediments, and bestriding the narrow ditch, planted a foot firmly
+on the opposite bank.
+
+"You may get something not so sweet as a fig for trespassing, John,
+though," said his brother Fred, who came up at this moment.
+
+"Man-traps and spring-guns are fictions my lad," said Philip Harcourt, a
+boy of much the same turn as John, not easily persuaded any way; "Now
+for it, over Parker; be quick, man," and over he jumped.
+
+Then followed Harcourt, White, and another little boy, whose name was
+Arthur, leaving Fred and Simon Pure in the middle of the road. The wood
+was, undoubtedly, a very delightful place, and more than one fine
+pheasant rustled amongst the underwood, and the squirrels leaped from
+bough to bough, whilst the music of the birds was charming. Fred,
+himself, was tempted as he peeped over the gap, and stood irresolute.
+The plantation was far enough from the residence of the owner, nor was
+it likely that they could do much mischief beyond frightening the game,
+and as it was not sitting time, Fred himself argued it could do no harm,
+but little Riches, the boy called Pure, who was a great admirer of Fred,
+especially since the affair of the Dahlias, begged him not to go; "Mr.
+Barton, you know, has such a great dislike to our trespassing," said
+Riches, "and if we stay here resolutely they will be sure to come back."
+
+"Don't preach to me," was the rather unexpected reply, for Fred was not
+_perfect_ yet, though he had gained a victory or two over his temper of
+late.
+
+"I didn't mean to preach, but I do wish the boys would come home, it is
+growing late; and with our heavy baskets we shall only just get in in
+time."
+
+"Halloo!" shouted Fred, getting on the bank. "Come back, won't you, or
+we shall be too late; come, John, you are the eldest, come along." But
+his call was drowned in the sound of their voices, which were echoing
+through the weeds, much to the annoyance, no doubt, of the stately
+pheasants who were not accustomed to human sounds like these. They were
+not at any great distance, and Fred could just distinguish parts of
+their conversation.
+
+John and Harcourt were urging White, a delicate boy, and no climber, to
+mount a high tree in the wood, to enjoy they said the glorious sea-view;
+but in reality to make themselves merry at his expense, being certain
+that if he managed to scramble up he would have some difficulty in
+getting down, and would get a terrible fright at least. White stood at
+the bottom of the tree, looking at his companions as they rode on one of
+the higher branches of a fine spruce fir.
+
+"Don't venture! White," shouted Fred as loudly as he could shout, "don't
+attempt it! They only want to make game of you, and you'll never get
+down if you manage to get up. Take my advice now, don't try."
+
+"Mind your own business," and a large sod of earth was the reply. The
+sod struck the boy on the face, and his nose bled profusely.
+
+"There," said young Riches, "what a cowardly trick! Oh! I think White
+the meanest spirited boy I ever saw. He wouldn't have flung that sod at
+you if you had been within arm's length of him; well, I do dislike that
+White."
+
+"I'll give it to him," said Fred, as he vaulted over the fence, but
+immediately words, which Emilie had once repeated to him when they were
+talking about offensive and defensive warfare, came into his mind, and
+he stopped short. Those words were:--"If any man smite thee on thy
+right cheek turn to him the other also," and Fred was in the road again.
+
+"Well," said Riches, "we have done and said all we can, let us be going
+home, their disobeying orders is no excuse for us, so come along
+Parker--won't you? They have a watch, and their blackberries won't run
+away, I suppose."
+
+"Can't we manage between us, though, to carry some of them?" said Fred.
+"This large basket is not nearly full, let us empty one of them into it.
+There, now we have only left them two. I've got White's load. I've half
+a mind to set it down, but no I won't though. You will carry John's,
+Won't you, that's lighter, and between them they may carry the other."
+
+They went on a few steps when they both turned to listen. "I thought,"
+said Fred, "I heard my name called. It could only be fancy, though. Yet,
+hush! There it is! quite plain," and so it was.
+
+John called to him loudly to stop, and at that moment such a scream was
+heard echoing through the woods, as sent the wood pigeons flying
+terrified about, and started the hares from their hiding places. "Stop,
+oh stop, Fred, White can't get down," said John, breathless, "and I
+believe he will fall, if he hasn't already, he says he is giddy. Pray
+come back and see if you can't help him, you are such a famous climber."
+
+Fred could not refuse, and in less than five minutes he was on the spot,
+but it was too late. The branch had given way, and the boy lay at the
+foot of the tree senseless, to all appearance dead. There was no blood,
+no outward sign of injury, but--his face! Fred did not forget for many
+years afterwards, its dreadful, terrified, ghastly expression. What was
+to be done? They were so horror-struck that for a few minutes they stood
+in perfect silence, so powerfully were they convinced that the lad had
+ceased to breathe, that they remained solemn and still as in the
+presence of death.
+
+To all minds death has great solemnities; to the young, when it strikes
+one of their own age and number, especially. "Come," said Fred, turning
+to Riches, "come, we must not leave him here to die, poor fellow. Take
+off his neck-handkerchief, Harcourt, and run you, Riches, to the stream
+close by, where we first sat down, and get some water. Get it in your
+cap, man, you have nothing else to put it in. Quick! quick!"
+
+"Joe! Joe!" said John, "only speak, only look, Joe, if you can, we are
+so frightened."--No answer.
+
+"Joe!" said Fred, and he tried to raise him. No assistance and no
+resistance; Joe fell back passive on the arm of his friend, yes,
+friend--they were no longer enemies you know. Had Fred returned evil for
+evil, had he rushed on him as he first intended when he received the sod
+from White, he would not have felt as he now did. The boys, who, out of
+mischief, to use the mildest word, tempted him to climb to a height,
+beyond that which even they themselves could have accomplished, were not
+to be envied in _their_ feelings. Poor fellows, and yet they only did
+what many a reckless, mischievous school boy has done and is doing every
+day; they only meant to tease him a bit, to pay him off for being so
+spiteful all the way, and so cross to Fred when he spoke. But it was no
+use trying to still the voice which spoke loudly within them, which told
+them that they had acted with heartless cruelty, and that their conduct
+had, perhaps, cost a fellow-creature his life.
+
+"Will you wait with him whilst I run to L---- for papa?" said Fred.
+
+"What alone?" they cried.
+
+"Alone! why there are four of you, will be at least when Riches comes
+back."
+
+"Oh no! no! do you stay Fred, you are the only one that knows what you
+are after."
+
+"Well, which of you will go then? It is near two miles, and you must
+run, for his _life_--mind that." No one stirred, and Riches at this
+moment coming up with the water, Fred told him in few words what he
+meant to do, and bade him go and stand by the poor lad. That was all
+that could be done, and "Riches don't be hard on them; their consciences
+are telling them all you could tell them. Don't lecture them, I mean;
+you would not like it yourself."
+
+Off ran Fred, and to his great joy, spying a cart, with one of farmer
+Crosse's men in it, he hailed it, told his tale, and thus they were at
+L---- in a very short space of time. Terrified indeed was Mrs. Parker at
+the sight of her son driving furiously up in farmer Crosse's
+spring-cart, and his black eye and swelled face did not tend to pacify
+her on nearer inspection. The father, a little more used to be called
+out in a hurry, and to prepare for emergencies, was not so alarmed, but
+had self-possession enough to remember what would be needed, and to
+collect various articles for the patient's use.
+
+The journey to the wood was speedily accomplished, but the poor lads who
+were keeping watch, often said afterwards that it seemed to them almost
+a lifetime, such was the crowd of fearful and wretched thoughts and
+forebodings, such the anxiety, and hopelessness of their situation.
+There in the silence of the wood lay their young companion, stretched
+lifeless, and they were the cause. The least rustle amongst the leaves
+they mistook for a movement of the sufferer; but he moved not. How did
+they watch Mr. Parker's face as he knelt down and applied his fingers to
+the boy's wrist first, and then to his heart! With what intense anxiety
+did they watch the preparations for applying remedies and restoratives!
+"Was he, was he dead, _quite_ dead?" they asked. No, not dead, but the
+doctor shook his head seriously, and their exclamations of joy and
+relief were soon checked.
+
+Not to follow them through the process of restoring animation, we will
+say that he was carefully removed to Mr. Barton's house, and tenderly
+watched by his kind wife. He had been stunned by the fall, but this was
+not the extent of the mischief. It was found upon examination that the
+spine had received irreparable injury, and that if poor White lived,
+which was doubtful, it would be as a helpless cripple. Who can tell the
+reflections of those boys? Who can estimate the misery of hearts which
+had thus returned evil for evil? It was a sore lesson, but one which of
+itself could yield no good fruit.
+
+It was a great grief to Fred that his presence, in the excitable state
+of the sufferer, seemed to do him harm. He would have liked to sit by
+him, and share in the duties of his nursing, but whenever Fred
+approached, White became restless and uneasy, and continually alluded,
+even in his delirium, to the sod he had thrown, and to other points of
+his ungrateful malicious conduct to his school-fellow. This feeling,
+however, in time wore away, and many an hour did Fred take from play to
+go and sit by poor Joe's couch.
+
+He had no mother to come and watch beside that couch, no kind gentle
+sister, no loving father. He was an orphan, taken care of by an uncle
+and aunt, who had no experience in training children, and were
+accustomed to view young persons in the light of evils, which it was
+unfortunately necessary to _bear_ until the _fault_ of youth should have
+passed away. Will you not then cease to wonder that Joe seemed to have
+so little heart? Affection needs to be cultivated; his uncle thought
+that in sending him to school and giving him a good education, he was
+doing his duty by the boy. His aunt considered that if in the holidays
+she let him rove about as he pleased, saw to the repairs of his clothes,
+sent him back fitted out comfortably, with a little pocket money and a
+little _advice_, she had done _her_ duty by the child. But poor Joe! No
+kind mother ever stole to his bedside to whisper warnings and gentle
+reproof if the conduct of the day had been wrong; no knee ever bent to
+ask for grace and blessing on that orphan boy; no sympathy was ever
+expressed in one of his joys or griefs; no voice encouraged him in
+self-denial; no heart rejoiced in his little victories over temper and
+pride. Now, instead of blaming and disliking, will you not pity and love
+the unlovable and neglected lad?
+
+He had not been long under Mr. Barton's care, and after all, what could
+a schoolmaster do in twelve months, to remedy the evils which had been
+growing up for twelve years? He did his best, but the result was very
+little, and perhaps the most useful lesson Joe ever had was that which
+Fred gave him about the Dahlias.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER TENTH.
+
+EDITH'S VISIT TO JOE.
+
+
+Fred and Edith were sitting in the Canary room one Saturday afternoon,
+shortly after the event recorded in the last chapter; Edith listening
+with an earnest interest to the oft-repeated tale of the fall in the
+wood.
+
+"How glad you must have felt, Fred, when you thought he was dead, that
+you had not returned his unkindness."
+
+"Glad! Edith, I cannot tell you how glad; but glad is'nt the word,
+either. On my knees that night, and often since, I have thanked God who
+helped me to check the temper that arose. Those words out of the Bible
+did it: 'If any man smite thee on thy right cheek, turn to him the other
+also.' Emilie told me that text one day, and I said I did'nt think I
+could ever do that, but I was helped somehow; but come, Edith, let us
+go and see Emilie Schomberg, I have'nt seen her since all this happened,
+though you have. How beautifully you keep my cages Edith! I think you
+are very clever; the birds get on better than they did with me. Is there
+any one you would like to give a bird to, dear? For I am sure you ought
+to share the pleasures, you have plenty of the trouble of my canaries."
+
+"Oh, I have pleasure enough, and their songs always seem like rejoicings
+over our reconciliation that day ever so long ago; you remember, don't
+you, Fred? but I should like a bird _very_ much to give to Miss
+Schomberg; she seems low-spirited, and says she is often very lonely. A
+bird would be nice company for her, shall we take her one?"
+
+"It would be rather a troublesome gift without a cage, Edith, but I have
+money enough, I think, and I will buy a cage, and then she shall have
+her bird."
+
+"We will hang it up to greet her on Sunday morning, shall we?" Thus the
+brother and sister set out, and it was a beautiful sight to their
+mother, who dearly loved them, to see the two who once were so
+quarrelsome and disunited now walking together in _love_.
+
+Emilie was not at home, and they stood uncertain which way to walk,
+when Fred said, "Edith, I want some one to teach poor Joe love; will you
+go with me and see him? You taught me to love you, and I think Joe would
+be happier if he could see some one he could take a fancy to. Papa said
+he might see one at a time now, and poor fellow, I do pity him so. Will
+you go? It is a fine fresh afternoon, let us go to Mr. Barton's."
+
+The October sky was clear and the air bracing, and side by side walked
+Fred and Edith on their errand of mercy to poor neglected Joe, their
+young hearts a little saddened by the remembrance of his sufferings, "Is
+not his aunt coming?" asked Edith.
+
+"No! actually she is not," replied Fred. "She says in her letter she
+could not stand the fatigue of the journey, and that her physicians
+order her to try the waters of Bath and Cheltenham. Unfeeling creature!"
+
+Thus they chatted till they arrived at Mr. Barton's house. Mrs. Barton
+received them very kindly. "Oh, Miss Parker, she said, my heart aches
+for that poor lad upstairs, and yet with all this trial, and the
+wonderful providential escape he has had, would you believe it? his
+heart seems very little affected. He is not softened that I can see. I
+told him to day how thankful he ought to be that God did not cut him off
+in all his sins, and he answered that they who tempted him into danger
+would have the most to answer for."
+
+Ah, Mrs. Barton, it is not the way to people's hearts usually to find
+fault and upbraid them. There was much truth in what you said to Joe,
+but truth sometimes irritates by the way and time in which it is spoken,
+and it seems in this case that the _kind_ of truth you told did not
+exactly suit the state of the boy's mind. Edith did not say this of
+course to the good lady, whose intentions were excellent, but who was
+rather too much disposed to be severe on young persona, and certainly
+Joe had tried her in many ways.
+
+"I will go and see whether Joe would like to see Edith may I, madam,
+asked Fred?" Permission was given.
+
+"My sister is here, Joe, you have often heard me mention her, would you
+like to see her?"
+
+"Oh, I don't know, my back is so bad. Oh dear me, and your father tells
+me I am to lie flat in this way, months. What am I to do all through
+the Christmas holidays too? Oh! dear, dear me. Well, yes, she may come
+up."
+
+With this not very gracious invitation little Edith stepped upstairs,
+and being of a very tender nature, no sooner did she see poor Joe's
+suffering state than she began to cry. They were tears of such genuine
+sympathy, such exquisite tenderness, that they touched Joe. He did not
+withdraw the hand she held, and felt even sorry when she herself took
+hers away. "How sorry I am for you!" said Edith, when she could speak,
+"but may I come and read to you sometimes, and wait upon you when there
+is no one else? I think I could amuse you a little, and it might pass
+the time away. I only mean when you have no one better, you know."
+
+Joe's permission was not very cordial, he was so afraid of girls'
+_flummery_, as he called it "She plays backgammon and chess, Joe, and I
+can promise you she reads beautifully."
+
+"Well, I will come on Monday," said Edith, gaily, "and send me away if
+you don't want me; but dear me, do you like this light on your eyes?
+I'll ask mamma for a piece of green baize to pin up. Good bye."
+
+As she was going out of the room Joe called her back. "I have such a
+favour to ask of you, Miss Parker. Don't bring that preaching German
+lady here of whom I have heard Fred speak; I don't mind you, but I
+cannot bear so much preaching. Mrs. Barton and her together would craze
+me." Edith promised, but she felt disappointed. She had hoped that
+Emilie might have gained an entrance, and she knew that Emilie would
+have found out the way to his heart, if she could once have got into his
+presence; but she concealed her disappointment having made the required
+promise, and ran after her brother.
+
+"I don't like going where I am so plainly not wanted, Fred," said she on
+their way home, "Oh, what a sad thing poor White's temper is for himself
+and every one about him."
+
+"Yes Edith, but _we_ are not always sweet-tempered, and you must
+remember that poor White has no mother and no father, no one in short to
+love." Edith found at first that it required more judgment than she
+possessed to make her visit to Joe White either pleasant or useful.
+Illness had increased his irritability, and so far from submitting
+patiently to the confinement and restriction imposed, he was quite
+fuming with impatience to be allowed to sit up and amuse himself at
+least.
+
+How ingenious is affection in contriving alleviations! Here Joe sadly
+wanted some one whose wits were quickened by love. Mrs. Barton nursed
+him admirably; he was kept very neat and nice, and his room always had a
+clean tidy appearance; but it lacked the little tokens of love which
+oft-times turn the sick chamber into a kind of paradise. No flowers, no
+little contrivances for amusement, no delicate article of food to tempt
+his sickly appetite. Poor Joe! Edith soon saw this, and yet it needs
+experience in illness to adapt one's self to sick nursing. Besides she
+was afraid, she did not like to offer books and flowers, and these
+visits were quite dreaded by her.
+
+"Will you not go and see Joe, Emilie?" asked Edith, one day of her
+friend, as she was recounting the difficulties in her way. "You get at
+people's hearts much better than ever I could do."
+
+"My dear child," said Emilie, "did not Joe say that he begged you never
+would bring the preaching German to see him? oh no, dear, I cannot
+force my company on him. Besides you have not tried long enough,
+kindness does not work miracles; try a little longer Edith, and be
+patient with Joe as God is with us. How often we turn away from Him when
+He offers to be reconciled to us. Think of that, dear."
+
+"Fred is very patient and persevering; I often wonder, Miss Schomberg,
+that John, who really did cause the accident, seems to think less about
+Joe than Fred, who had not any thing to do with it."
+
+"It is not at all astonishing, Edith. It requires that our actions
+should be brought to the light of God's Word to see them in their true
+condition. An impenitent murderer thinks less of his crime than a true
+penitent, who has been moral all his life, thinks of his great sin of
+ingratitude and ungodliness."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER ELEVENTH.
+
+JOE'S CHRISTMAS.
+
+
+Christmas was at hand; Christmas with its holidays, its greetings, its
+festive meetings, its gifts, its bells, and its rejoicings. That season
+when mothers prepare for the return of their children from school, and
+are wont to listen amidst storms of wind and snow for the carriage
+wheels; when little brothers and sisters strain their eyes to catch the
+first glimpse of the dear ones' approach along the snowy track; when the
+fire blazes within, and lamps are lit up to welcome them home; and hope
+and expectation and glad heart beatings are the lot of so many--of many,
+not of all. Christmas was come, but it brought no hope, no gladness, no
+mirth to poor White, either present or in prospect. The music and the
+bells of Christmas, the skating, the pony riding, the racing, the brisk
+walk, the home endearments were not for Joe--poor Joe. No mother longed
+for his return, no brother or little sister pressed to the hall door to
+get the first look or the first word; no father welcomed Joe back to the
+hearth-warmth of home sweet home. Poor orphan boy!
+
+Joe's uncle and aunt wrote him a kind letter, quite agreed in Mr.
+Parker's opinion that a journey into Lincolnshire was, in the state of
+his back and general health, out of the question, were fully satisfied
+that he was under the best care, both medical and magisterial, (they had
+never seen either doctor or master, and had only known of Mr. Barton
+through an advertisement,) and sent him a handsome present of pocket
+money, with the information that they were going to the South of France
+for the winter. Joe bore the news of their departure very coolly, and
+carelessly pocketed the money, knowing as he did that he had a handsome
+property in his uncle's hands, and no one would have supposed from any
+exhibition of feeling that he manifested, that he had any feeling or any
+care about the matter. Once, indeed, when a fly came to the door to
+convey Harcourt to the railway, and he saw from the window of his room
+the happy school-boy jumping with glee into the vehicle, and heard him
+say to Mr. Barton, "Oh yes, Sir, I shall be met!" he turned to Fred who
+sate by him and said, "No one is expecting _me_, no one in the whole
+world is thinking of me now, Parker."
+
+Fred told his mother of this speech, a speech so full of bitter truth
+that it made Mrs. Parker, kind creature as she was, shed tears, and she
+asked her husband if young White could not be removed to pass the
+Christmas holidays with them. The distance was not great, and they could
+borrow Mr. Darford's carriage, and perhaps it might do him good. Mr.
+Parker agreed, and the removal was effected.
+
+For some days it seemed doubtful whether the change would be either for
+poor White's mental happiness or bodily improvement. The exertion, and
+the motion and excitement together, wrought powerfully on his nervous
+frame, and he was more distressed, and irritable than ever. He could not
+sleep, he ate scarcely any thing, he rarely spoke, and more than once
+Mrs. Parker regretted that the proposal had been made. In vain Edith
+brought him plants from the little greenhouse, fine camellias, pots of
+snow-drops, and lovely anemones. They seemed rather to awaken painful
+than pleasing remembrances and associations, and once even when he had
+lain long looking at a white camellia he burst into tears. It is a great
+trial of temper, a great test of the sincerity of our purpose, when the
+means we use to please and gratify seem to have just the contrary
+effect. In the sick room especially, where kind acts, and gentle words,
+and patient forbearance are so constantly demanded, it is difficult to
+refrain from expressions of disappointment when all our endeavours fail;
+when those we wish to please and comfort, obstinately refuse to be
+pleased and comforted. Often did Fred and Edith hold counsel as to what
+would give Joe pleasure, but he was as reserved and gloomy as ever, and
+his heart seemed inaccessible to kindness and affection. Besides, there
+were continual subjects of annoyance which they could scarcely prevent,
+with all the forethought and care in the world.
+
+The boys were very thoughtful, for boys; Mrs. Parker had it is true
+warned them not to talk of their out-of-door pleasures and amusements
+to or before Joe, and they were generally careful; but sometimes they
+would, in the gladness of their young hearts, break out into praises of
+the fine walk they had just had on the cliff, or the glorious skating on
+the pond, of the beauty of the pony, and of undiscovered walks and rides
+in the neighbourhood. Once, in particular, Emilie, who was spending the
+afternoon with the Parkers, was struck with the expression of agony that
+arose to Joe's face from a very trifling circumstance. They were all
+talking with some young companion of what they would be when they grew
+up, and one of them appealing to Joe, he quickly said, "oh, a sailor--I
+care for nobody at home and nobody cares for me, so I shall go to sea."
+
+"To sea!" the boy repeated in wonder.
+
+"And why not?" said Joe, petulantly, "where's the great wonder of that?"
+
+There was a silence all through the little party; no one seemed willing
+to remind the poor lad of that which he, for a moment, seemed to
+forget--his helpless crippled state. It was only Emilie who noticed his
+look of hopelessness; she sat near him and heard his stifled sigh, and
+oh, how her heart ached for the poor lad!
+
+This conversation and some remarks that the boy made, led Mr. and Mrs.
+Parker seriously to think that he entertained hopes of recovery, and
+they were of opinion that it would be kinder to undeceive him, than to
+allow him to hope for that which could never he. Mr. Parker began to
+talk to him about it one day, very kindly, after an examination of his
+back, when White said, abruptly, "I don't doubt you are very skilful.
+Sir, and all that, but I should like to see some other doctor. I have
+money enough to pay his fee, and uncle said I was to have no expense
+spared in getting me the best advice. Sir J. ---- comes here at Christmas,
+I know, to see his father, and I should like to see him and consult him,
+Sir, may I?" Mr. Parker of course could make no objection, and a day was
+fixed for the consultation. It was a very unsatisfactory one and at once
+crushed all Joe's hopes. The result was communicated to him as gently
+and kindly as possible.
+
+Mrs. Parker was a mother, and her sympathy for poor Joe was more lasting
+than that of the younger branches of the family. She went to him on the
+Sunday evening following the physician's visit to tell him the whole
+truth, and she often said afterwards how she dreaded the task. Joe lay
+on the sofa before the dining room window, watching the blue sea sit a
+distance, and thinking with all the ardour of youthful longing of the
+time when his back should be well, and he should be a voyager in one of
+those beautiful ships. He should have no regrets, and no friends to
+regret him; then he groaned at the pain and inconvenience and privation
+of his present state, and panted for restoration. Mrs. Parker entered
+and eat down by him.
+
+"Is Sir J. C---- gone, Ma'am?"
+
+"Yes, he has been gone some minutes."
+
+"What does he say?" asked the lad earnestly. "He said very little to me,
+nothing indeed, only all that fudge I am always hearing--'rest,
+patience,' and so on."
+
+"He thinks it a very serious case, my dear; he says that the recumbent
+posture is very important."
+
+"But for how long, Ma'am? I would lie twelve months patiently enough if
+I hoped then to be allowed to walk about, and to be able to do as other
+boys do."
+
+"Sir J. C---- thinks, Joe, that you never will recover. I am grieved to
+tell you so, but it is the truth, and we think it best you should know
+it. Your spine is so injured that it is impossible you should ever
+recover; but you may have many enjoyments, though not able to be active
+like other boys. You must keep up your spirits; it is the will of God
+and you must submit."
+
+Poor Mrs. Parker having disburdened her mind of a great load, and
+performed her dreaded task, left the room, telling her husband that the
+boy bore it very well, indeed, he did not seem to feel it much. The bell
+being already out for church, she called the young people to accompany
+her thither, leaving one maid-servant and the errand boy at home, and
+poor Joe to meditate on his newly-acquired information that he would be
+a cripple for life. Edith looked in and asked softly, "shall I stay?"
+but the "No" was so very decided, and so very stern that she did not
+repeat the question, so they all went off together, a cheerful family
+party.
+
+The errand boy betook himself to a chair in the kitchen, where he was
+soon sound asleep, and the maid-servant to the back gate to gossip with
+a sailor; so Joe was left alone with a hand-bell on the table, plenty of
+books if he liked to read them, and as far as outward comforts went
+with nothing to complain of. "And here I am a cripple for life,"
+ejaculated the poor fellow, when the sound of their voices died away and
+the bell ceased; "and, oh, may that life be a short one! I wish, oh, I
+wish, I were dead! who would care to hear this? no one--I wish from my
+heart I were dead;" and here the boy sobbed till his poor weak frame was
+convulsed with agony, and he felt as if his heart (for he had a heart)
+would break.
+
+In his wretchedness he longed for affection, he longed for some one who
+would really care for him, "but _no one_ cares for me," groaned the lad,
+"no one, and I wish I might die to night." Ah, Joe, may God change you
+_very_ much before he grants that wish! After he had sobbed a while, he
+began to think more calmly, but his thoughts were thoughts of revenge
+and hatred. "_John_ has been the cause of it all." Then he thought
+again, "they may well make all this fuss over me, when their son caused
+all my misery; let them do what they will they will never make it up to
+me, but they only tolerate me I can see, I know I am in the way; they
+don't ask me here because they care for me, not they, it's only out of
+pity;" and here, rolling his head from side to side, sobbed and cried
+afresh. "What would I give for some one to love me, for some one to wait
+on me because they loved me! but here I am to lie all my life, a
+helpless, hopeless, cripple; oh dear! oh dear! my heart _will_ break.
+Those horrid bells! will they never have done?"
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+At the very moment when poor Joe was thinking that no one on earth cared
+for him, that not a heart was the sadder for his sorrow, a kind heart
+not far off was feeling very much for him. "I shall not go to church
+to-night, aunt Agnes," said Emilie Schomberg, "I shall go and hear what
+Sir J.C.'s opinion of poor Joe White is. I cannot get that poor fellow
+out of my mind."
+
+"No, poor boy, it is a sad case," said aunt Agnes, "but why it should
+keep you from church, my dear, I don't see. _I_ shall go."
+
+So they trotted off, Emilie promising to leave aunt Agnes safe at the
+church door, where she met the Parkers just about to enter. "Oh Emilie,"
+said little Edith, "poor Joe! we have had Sir J.C.'s opinion, and it is
+quite as had if not worse than papa's, there is so much disease and
+such great injury done. He is all alone, Emilie, do go and sit with
+him."
+
+"It is just what I wish to do, dear, but do you think he will let me?"
+
+"Yes, oh yes, try at least," said Edith, and they parted.
+
+When Emilie rang at the bell Joe was in the midst of his sorrow, but
+thinking it might only be a summons for Mr. Parker, he did not take much
+notice of it until the door opened and the preaching German lady, as he
+called Emilie, entered the room. When she saw his swollen eyes and
+flushed face, she wished that she had not intruded, but she went frankly
+up to him, and began talking as indifferently as possible, to give him
+time to recover himself, said how very cold it was, stirred the fire
+into a cheerful blaze, and then relapsed into silence. The silence was
+broken at times by heavy sighs, however--they were from poor Joe. Emilie
+now went to the piano, and in her clear voice sang softly that beautiful
+anthem, "I will arise and go to my Father." It was not the first time
+that Joe had shown something like emotion at the sound of music; now it
+softened and composed him. "I should like to hear that again," he said,
+in a voice so unlike his own that Emilie was surprised.
+
+She sang it and some others that she thought he would like, and then
+said, "I hope I have not tired you, but I am afraid you are in pain."
+
+"I am," said Joe, in his old gruff uncivil voice, "in great pain."
+
+"Can I do any thing for you?" asked Emilie, modestly.
+
+"No _nothing_, nothing can be done! I shall have to lie on my back as
+long as I live, and never walk or stand or do any thing like other
+boys--but I hope I shan't live long, that's all."
+
+Emilie did not attempt to persuade him that it would not be as bad as he
+thought--that he would adapt himself to his situation, and in time grow
+reconciled to it. She knew that his mind was in no state to receive such
+consolation, that it rather needed full and entire sympathy, and this
+she could and did most sincerely offer. "I am _very_ sorry for you," she
+said quietly, "_very_ sorry," and she approached a little nearer to his
+couch, and looked at him so compassionately that Joe believed her.
+
+"Don't you think that fellow John ought to be ashamed of himself, and I
+don't believe he ever thinks of it," said Joe, recurring to his old
+feeling of revenge and hatred.
+
+"Perhaps he thinks of it more than you imagine," said Emilie, "but don't
+fancy that no one cares about you, that is the way to be very unhappy."
+
+"It is _true_," said Joe, sadly.
+
+"God cares for you," however, replied Emily softly.
+
+"Oh, if I could think that, it would be a comfort," Miss Schomberg, "and
+I do need comfort; I do, I do indeed, groaned the boy."
+
+Emilie's tears fell fast. No words of sympathy however touching, no
+advice however wise and good, no act however kind could have melted Joe
+as the tears of that true-hearted girl. He felt confidence in their
+sincerity, but that any one should feel for _him_, should shed tears for
+him, was so new, so softening an idea, that he was subdued. Not another
+word passed on the subject. Emilie returned to the piano, and soon had
+the joy of seeing Joe in a tranquil sleep; she shaded the lamp that it
+might not awake him, covered his poor cold feet with her warm tartan,
+and with a soft touch lifted the thick hair from his burning forehead,
+and stood looking at him with such intense interest, suck earnest
+prayerful benevolence, that it might have been an angel visit to that
+poor sufferer's pillow, so soothing was it in its influence. He half
+opened his eyes, saw that look, felt that touch, and tears stole down
+his cheeks; tears not of anger, nor discontent, but of something like
+gratitude that after all _one_ person in the world cared for him. His
+sleep was short, and when he awoke, he said abruptly to Emilie, "I want
+to feel less angry against John," Miss Schomberg, "but I don't know how.
+It was such a cruel trick, such a cowardly trick, and I cannot forgive
+him."
+
+"I don't want to preach," said Emily, smiling, "but perhaps if you would
+read a little in this book you would find help in the very difficult
+duty of forgiving men their trespasses."
+
+"Ah, the Bible, but I find that dull reading; it always makes me low
+spirited, I always associate it with lectures from uncle and Mr. Barton.
+When I did wrong I was plied up with texts."
+
+Emilie did not know what answer to make to this speech. At last she
+said, "Do you remember the account of the Saviour's crucifixion, how,
+when in agony worse than yours, he said, 'Father forgive them.' May I
+read it to you?"
+
+He did not object, and Emilie read that history which has softened many
+hearts as hard as Joe's. He made but little remark as Emilie closed the
+book, nor did she add to that which she had been reading by any comment,
+but; bidding him a kind good night, went to meet Aunt Agnes at the
+church door, and conduct her safely home.
+
+There is a turning point in most persons' lives, either for good or
+evil. Joe White was able long afterwards to recall that miserable Sunday
+evening, with its storm of agitation and revenge, and then its lull of
+peace and love. He who said, "Peace, be still," to the tempestuous
+ocean, spoke those words to Joe's troubled spirit, and the boy was
+willing to listen and to learn. Would a long lecture on the sinfulness
+and impropriety of his revengeful and hardened state have had the same
+effect on Joe, as Emilie's hopeful, gentle, almost silent sympathy? We
+think not. "I would try and make him lovable," so said and so acted
+Emilie Schomberg, and for that effort had the orphan cause to thank her
+through time and eternity.
+
+Joe was not of an open communicative turn, he was accustomed to keep
+his feelings and thoughts very much to himself, and he therefore did not
+tell either Fred or Edith of his conversation with Emilie, but when they
+came to bid him good night, he spoke softly to them, and when John came
+to his couch he did not offer one finger and turn away his face, as he
+had been in the habit of doing, but said, "Good night," freely, almost
+kindly.
+
+The work went on slowly but surely, still he held back forgiveness to
+John, and while he did this, he could not be happy, he could not himself
+feel that he was forgiven. "I do forgive him, at least I wish him no
+ill, Miss Schomberg," he said in one of his conversations with Emilie.
+"I don't suppose I need be very fond of him. Am I required to be that?"
+
+"What does the Bible say, Joe? 'If thine enemy hunger feed him, if he
+thirst give him drink.' '_I_ say unto you,' Christ says, '_Love_ your
+enemies.' He does not say don't hate them, he means _Love_ them. Do you
+think you have more to forgive John than Jesus had to forgive those who
+hung him on the cross?"
+
+"It seems to me, Miss Schomberg, so different that example is far above
+me. I cannot be like Him you know."
+
+"Yet Joe there have been instances of persons who have followed his
+example in their way and degree, and who have been taught by Him, and
+helped by Him to forgive their fellow-creatures."
+
+"But it is not in human nature to do it, I know, at least is not in
+mine."
+
+"But try and settle it in your mind, Joe, that John did not mean to
+injure you, that had he had the least idea that you would fall he would
+never have tempted you to climb. If you look upon it as accidental on
+your part, and thoughtlessness on his, it will feel easier to forgive
+him perhaps, and I am sure you may. You are quite wrong in supposing
+that John does not think of it. He told Edith only yesterday that he
+never could forgive himself for tempting you to climb, and that he did
+not wonder at your cold and distant way to him. Poor fellow! it would
+make him much happier if you would treat him as though you forgave him,
+which you cannot do unless you _from your heart_ forgive him."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER TWELFTH.
+
+THE CHRISTMAS TREE.
+
+
+The conversation last recorded, between Emilie and Joe, took place a few
+days before Christmas. Every one noticed that Joe was more silent and
+thoughtful than usual, but he was not so morose; he received the little
+attentions of his friend more gratefully, and was especially fond of
+having Emilie talk to him, sing to him, or read to him. Emilie and her
+aunt were spending a few days at the Parkers' house, and it seemed to
+add very much to Joe's comfort. This Emilie was like a spirit of peace
+pervading the whole family. She was so sure to win Edith to obey her
+mamma, to stop John if he went a little too far in his jokes with his
+sister, to do sundry little services for Mrs. Parker, and to make
+herself such an agreeable companion to Emma, and Caroline, that they all
+agreed they wished that they had her always with them. Edith confessed
+to Emilie one day that she thought Emma and Caroline wonderfully
+improved, and as to her mamma, how very seldom she was cross now.
+
+"We are very apt to think other persons in fault when we ourselves are
+cross and irritable, this may have been the case here, Edith, may it
+not?"
+
+"Well! perhaps so, but I am sure I am much happier than I was, Emilie."
+
+"'_Great peace_ have they that love God's law,' my dear, 'and nothing
+shall offend them.' What a gospel of peace it is Edith, is it not?"
+
+The great work in hand, just now, was the Christmas tree. These
+Christmas trees are becoming very common in our English homes, and the
+idea, like many more beautiful, bright, domestic thoughts, is borrowed
+from the Germans. You may be sure that Emilie and aunt Agnes were quite
+up to the preparations for this Christmas tree, and so much the more
+welcome were they as Christmas guests.
+
+"I have plenty of money," said Joe, "but I don't know, somehow, what
+sort of present to make, Miss Schomberg, yet I think I might pay for
+all the wax lights and ornaments, and the filagree work you talk of."
+
+"A capital thought," said Emilie, and she took his purse, promising to
+lay out what was needful to the best advantage. Joe helped Emilie and
+the Miss Parkers very efficiently as he lay "useless," he said, but they
+thought otherwise, and gave him many little jobs of pasting, gumming,
+etc. It was a beautiful tree, I assure you; but Joe had a great deal of
+mysterious talk with Emilie, apart from the rest, which, however, we
+must not divulge until Christmas eve. A little box came from London on
+the morning of the day, directed to Joe. Edith was very curious to know
+its contents; so was Fred, so was John; Emilie only smiled.
+
+"Joe, won't you unpack that box now, to gratify us all?" said Mr.
+Parker, as Joe put the box on one side, nodded to Emilie, and began his
+breakfast. No, Joe could not oblige him. Evening came at last, and the
+Christmas tree was found to bear rich fruit. From many a little
+sparkling pendant branch hung offerings for Joe; poor Joe, who thought
+no one in the world cared for him. He lay on his reclining chair looking
+happier and brighter than usual, but as the gifts poured into his lap,
+gifts so evidently the offspring of tenderness and affection, so
+numerous, and so adapted to his condition, his countenance assumed a
+more serious and thoughtful cast. Every cue gave him something. There is
+no recounting the useful and pretty, if not costly, articles that Joe
+became possessor of. A beautiful tartan wrapper for his feet, from Mrs.
+Parker; a reading desk and book from Mr. Parker; a microscope from John
+and Fred; a telescope from Emilie and Edith; some beautiful knitted
+socks from aunt Agnes; a pair of Edith and Fred's very best canaries.
+
+When his gifts were arranged on his new table, a beautifully made table,
+ordered for him by Mr. Parker, and exactly adapted to his prostrate
+condition, and Joe saw every one's looks directed towards him lovingly,
+and finally received a lovely white camellia blossom from Edith's hand,
+he turned his face aside upon the sofa pillow and buried it in his
+hands. What could be the matter with him? asked Mrs. Parker, tenderly.
+Had any one said any thing to wound or vex him? "Oh no! no! no!" What
+was it then? was he overcome with the heat of the room? "No, oh no!"
+but might he be wheeled into the dining room, he asked? Mr. Parker
+consented, of course, but aunt Agnes was sure he was ill. "Take him some
+salvolatile, Emilie, at once."
+
+"No aunt," said Emilie, "he will be better without that, he is only
+overcome."
+
+"And is not that just the very thing I was saying, Emilie, child, give
+him some camphor julep then; camphor julep is a very reviving thing
+doctor! Mr. Parker, won't you give him something to revive him."
+
+"I think," said Emilie, who understood his emotion and guessed its
+cause, "I think he will be better alone. His spirits are weak, owing to
+illness, I would not disturb him."
+
+"Come," said Mrs. Parker, "let us look at the tree, its treasures are
+not half exhausted." Wonderful to say, although Joe had given his purse
+to Emilie for the adornment of the tree, there still were presents for
+every one from him; and what was yet more surprising to those who knew
+that Joe had not naturally much delicacy of feeling or much
+consideration for others, each present was exactly the thing that each
+person liked and wished for. But John was the most astonished with his
+share; it was a beautiful case of mathematical instruments, such a case
+as all L---- and all the county of Hampshire together could not produce;
+a case which Joe had bought for himself in London, and on which he
+greatly prided himself. John had seen and admired it, and Joe gave this
+prized, cherished case to John--his enemy John. "It must be intended for
+you Fred," said John, after a minute's consideration; "but no, here is
+my name on it."
+
+Margaret, at this moment, brought in a little note from Joe for John,
+who, when he had read it, coloured and said, "Papa, perhaps you will
+read it aloud, I cannot."
+
+It was as follows:--
+
+  DEAR JOHN,
+
+  I have been, as you must have seen,
+  very unhappy and very cross since my accident; I have
+  had my heart filled with thoughts of malice and revenge,
+  and to _you_. I have not felt as though I could forgive
+  you, and I have often told Emilie and Edith this; but
+  they have not known how wickedly I have felt to you,
+  nor how much I now need to ask your forgiveness for
+  thoughts which, in my helpless state, were as bad as actions.
+  Often, as I saw you run out in the snow to slide
+  or skate, I have wished (don't hate me for it) that you
+  might fall and break your leg or your arm, that you might
+  know a little of what I suffered. Thank God, all that is
+  passed away, and I now do not write so much to say I
+  forgive you, for I believe from my heart you only meant
+  to tease me a little, not to hurt me, but to ask you to pardon
+  me for thoughts far worse and more evil than your
+  thoughtless mischief to me. Will you all believe me, too,
+  when I say that I would not take my past, lonely, miserable
+  feelings back again, to be the healthiest, most active
+  boy on earth. Emilie has been a good friend to me, may
+  God bless her, and bless you all for your patience and
+  kindness to.
+
+  JOS. WHITE.
+
+  Pray do not ask me to come back to you to night, I
+  cannot indeed. I am not unhappy, but since my illness
+  my spirits are weak, and I can bear very little; your
+  kindness has been too much.
+
+  J.W.
+
+The contents of the little box were now displayed. It was the only
+costly present on that Christmas tree, full as it was, and rich in love.
+The present was a little silver inkstand, with a dove in the centre,
+bearing not an olive branch, but a little scroll in its beak, with these
+words, which Emilie had suggested, and being a favourite German proverb
+of hers. I will give it in her own language, in which by the bye it was
+engraved. She had written the letter containing the order for the plate
+to a fellow-countryman of hers, in London, and had forgotten to specify
+that the motto must be in English; but never mind, she translated it for
+them, and I will translate it for you. "Friede ernaehrt, unfriede
+verzehrt." "In peace we bloom, in discord we consume." The inkstand was
+for Mr. and Mrs. Parker, and the slip of paper said it was from their
+grateful friend, Joe White. That was the secret. Emilie had kept it
+well; they rather laughed at her for not translating the motto, but no
+matter, she had taught them all a German phrase by the mistake.
+
+Where was she gone? she had slipped away from the merry party, and was
+by Joe's couch. Joe's heart was very full, full with the newly-awakened
+sense that he loved and that he was loved; full of earnest resolves to
+become less selfish, less thankless, less irritable. He knew his lot
+now, knew all that lay before him, the privations, the restrictions, the
+weakness, and the sufferings. He knew that he could never hope again to
+share in the many joys of boyhood and youth; that he must lay aside his
+cricket ball, his hoop, his kite, in short all his active amusements,
+and consign himself to the couch through the winter, spring, summer,
+autumn, and winter again. He felt this very bitterly; and when all the
+gifts were lavished upon him, he thought, "Oh, for my health and
+strength again, and I would gladly give up _all_ these gifts, nay, I
+would joyfully be a beggar." But when he was alone, in the view of all I
+have written and more, he felt that he could forgive John, that in short
+he must ask John to forgive him, and this conviction came not suddenly
+and by chance, but as the result of honest sober consideration, of his
+own sincere communings with conscience.
+
+Still he felt very desolate, still he could scarcely believe in Emilie's
+assurance, "You may have God for your friend," and something of this he
+told Miss Schomberg, when she came to sit by him for awhile. She had but
+little faith in her own eloquence, we have said, and she felt now more
+than ever how dangerous it would be to deceive him, so she did not lull
+him into false peace, but she soothed him with the promise of Him who
+loves us not because of our worthiness, but who has compassion on us out
+of his free mercy. Herein is love indeed, thought poor Joe, and he
+meditated long upon it, so long that his heart began to feel something
+of its power, and he sank to sleep that night happier and calmer than he
+had ever slept before, wondering in his last conscious moments that God
+should love _him_.
+
+Poor Joel he had much to struggle with; for if indulgence and
+over-weening affection ruin their thousands, neglect and heartlessness
+ruin tens of thousands. The heart not used to exercise the affection,
+becomes as it were paralyzed, and so he found it. He could not love as
+he ought, he could not be grateful as he knew he ought to be, and he
+found himself continually receiving acts of kindness, as matters of
+course, and without suitable feeling of kindness and gratitude in
+return; but the more he knew of himself the more he felt of his own
+unworthiness, the more gratefully he acknowledged and appreciated the
+love of others to him. The ungrateful are always proud. The humble,
+those who know how undeserving they are, are always grateful.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER THIRTEENTH.
+
+THE NEW HOME.
+
+
+Let us pass by twelve months, and see how the law of kindness is working
+then. Mrs. Parker is certainly happier, less troubled than she was two
+years ago; Edith is a better and more dutiful child, and the sisters are
+far more sociable with her than formerly. The dove of peace has taken up
+its abode in the Parker family. How is it in High Street? Emilie and
+aunt Agnes are not there, but Miss Webster is still going on with her
+straw bonnet trade and her lodging letting, and she is really as good
+tempered as we can expect of a person whose temper has been bad so very
+long, and who has for so many years been accustomed to view her fellow
+creatures suspiciously and unkindly.
+
+But Emilie is gone, and are you not curious to know where? I will tell
+you; she is gone back to Germany--she and her aunt Agnes are both gone
+to Frankfort to live. The fact is, that Emilie is married. She was
+engaged to a young Professor of languages, at the very time when the
+Christmas tree was raised last year in Mr. Parker's drawing room. He
+formed one of the party, indeed, and, but that I am such a very bad hand
+at describing love affairs, I might have mentioned it then; besides,
+this is not a _love story_ exactly, though there is a great deal about
+_love_ in it.
+
+Lewes Franks had come over to England with letters of recommendation
+from one or two respectable English families at Frankfort, and was
+anxious to return with two or three English pupils, and commence a
+school in that town. His name was well known to Mr. Parker, who gladly
+promised to consign his two sons, John and Fred to his care, but
+recommended young Franks to get married. This Franks was not loth to do
+when he saw Emilie Schomberg, and after rather a short courtship, and
+quite a matter of fact one, they married and went over to Germany,
+accompanied by John, Fred, and Joe White. Mr. Barton, after the sad
+accident in the plantation, had so little relish for school keeping,
+that he very gladly resigned his pupils to young Franks, who, if he had
+little experience in tuition, was admirably qualified to train the young
+by a natural gentleness and kindness of disposition, and sincere and
+stedfast christian principle.
+
+Edith longed to accompany them, but that was not to be thought of, and
+so she consoled herself by writing long letters to Emilie, which
+contained plenty of L---- news. I will transcribe one for you.
+
+The following was dated a few months after the departure of the party,
+not the first though, you may be sure.
+
+  L----, Dec, 18--
+  DEAREST EMILIE,
+
+  I am thinking so much of you to-night
+  that I must write to tell you so. I wish letters
+  only cost one penny to Frankfort, and I would write to
+  you every day. I want so to know how you are spending
+  your Christmas at Frankfort. We shall have no Christmas
+  tree this year. We all agreed that it would be a melancholy
+  attempt at mirth now you are gone, and dear Fred
+  and John and poor Joe. I fancy you will have one
+  though, and oh, I wish I was with you to see it, but
+  mamma is often very poorly now, and likes me to be
+  with her, and I know I am in the right place, so I
+  won't wish to be elsewhere. Papa is very much from
+  home now, he has so many patients at a distance, and
+  sometimes he takes me long rides with him, which is
+  a great pleasure. One of his patients is just dead,
+  you will be sorry to hear who I mean--Poor old Joe
+  Murray! He took cold in November, going out with
+  his Life Boat, one very stormy night, to a ship in
+  distress off L---- sands, the wind and rain were very
+  violent, and he was too long in his wet clothes, but he
+  saved with his own arm two of the crew; two boys about
+  the age of his own poor Bob. Every one says it was a
+  noble act; they were just ready to sink, and the boat in
+  another moment would have gone off without them. His
+  own life was in great danger, but be said he remembered
+  your, or rather the Saviour's, "Golden Rule," and could
+  not hesitate. Think of remembering that in a November
+  storm in the raging sea! He plunged in and dragged
+  first one and then another into the boat. These boys
+  were brothers, and it was their first voyage. They told
+  Joe that they had gone to sea out of opposition to their
+  father, who contradicted their desires in every thing, but
+  that now they had had quite enough of it, and should
+  return; but I must not tell you all their story, or my
+  letter will he too long. Joe, as I told you, caught cold,
+  and though he was kindly nursed and Sarah waited on him
+  beautifully, he got worse and worse. I often went to see
+  him, and he was very fond of my reading in the Bible
+  to him; but one day last week he was taken with inflammation
+  of the chest, and died in a few hours. Papa says he
+  might have lived years, but for that cold, he was such a
+  healthy man. I feel very sorry he is gone.
+
+  I can't help crying when I think of it, for I remember
+  he was very useful to me that May evening when we
+  were primrose gathering. Do you recollect that evening,
+  Emilie?  Ah, I have much to thank you for. What a
+  selfish, wilful, irritable girl I was! So I am now at times,
+  my evil thoughts and feelings cling so close to me, and
+  I have no longer you, dear Emilie, to warn and to encourage
+  me, but I have Jesus still. He Is a good Friend
+  to me, a better even than you have been.
+
+  I owe you a great deal Emilie; you taught me to love,
+  you showed me the sin of temper, and the beauty of peace
+  and love. I go and see Miss Webster sometimes, as you
+  wish; she is getting very much more sociable than she was,
+  and does not give quite such short answers. She often
+  speaks of you, and says you were a good friend to her; that
+  is a great deal for her to say, is it not? How happy you
+  must be to have every one love you! I am glad to
+  say that Fred's canaries are well, but they don't _agree_ at
+  all times. There is no teaching canaries to love one
+  another, so all I can do is to separate the fighters; but
+  I love those birds, I love them for Fred's sake, and I love
+  them for the remembrances they awaken of our first days
+  of peace and union.
+
+  My love to Joe, poor Joe! Do write and tell me how
+  he goes on, does he walk at all? Ever dear Emilie,
+
+  Your affectionate
+
+  EDITH.
+
+There were letters to John and Fred in the same packet, and I think you
+will like to hear one of Fred's to his sister, giving an account of the
+Christmas festivities at Frankfort.
+
+  DEAR EDITH,
+
+  I am very busy to-day, but I must
+  give you a few lines to tell you how delighted your letters
+  made us. We are very happy here, but _home_ is the place
+  after all, and it is one of our good Master's most constant
+  themes. He is always talking to us about home, and
+  encouraging us to talk of and think of it. Emilie seems
+  like a sister to us, and she enters into all our feelings as
+  well us you could do yourself.
+
+  Well, you will want to know something about our
+  Christmas doings at school. They have been glorious I
+  can tell you--such a Christmas tree! Such a lot of
+  presents in our _shoes_ on Christmas morning; such dinings
+  and suppings, and musical parties! You must know every
+  one sings here, the servants go singing about the house
+  like nightingales, or sweeter than nightingales to my
+  mind, like our dear "Kanarien Vogel."
+
+  You ask for Joe, he is very patient, and kind and good
+  to us all, he and John are capital friends; and oh, Edith,
+  it would do your heart good to see how John devotes himself
+  to the poor fellow. He waits upon him like a servant,
+  but it is all _love_ service. Joe can scarcely bear him out
+  of his sight. Herr Franks was asked the other day, by
+  a gentleman who came to sup with us, if they were brothers.
+  John watches all Joe's looks, and is so careful
+  that nothing may be said to wound him, or to remind
+  him of his great affliction more than needs be. It was a
+  beautiful sight on New Year's Eve to see Joe's boxes
+  that he has carved. He has become very clever at that
+  work, and there was an article of his carving for every
+  one, but the best was for Emilie, and she _deserted_ it.
+  Oh, how he loves Emilie! If he is beginning to feel in
+  one of his old cross moods, he says that Emilie's face, or
+  Emilie's voice disperses it all, and well it may; Emilie
+  has sweetened sourer tempers than Joe White's.
+
+  But now comes a sorrowful part of my letter. Joe is
+  very unwell, he has a cough, (he was never strong you
+  know,) and the doctor says he is very much afraid his
+  lungs are diseased. He certainly gets thinner and
+  weaker, and he said to me to-day what I must tell you.
+  He spoke of his longings to travel (to go to Australia was
+  always his fancy.) "And now, Fred," he said, "I never
+  think of going _there_, I am thinking of a longer journey
+  _still_." "A longer journey, Joe!" I said, "Well, you have
+  got the travelling mania on you yet, I see." He looked
+  so sad, that I said, "What do you mean Joe?" He
+  replied, "Fred, I think nothing of journeys and voyages
+  in this world now. I am thinking of a pilgrimage to the
+  land where all our wandering's will have an end. I
+  longed, oh Fred, you know how I longed to go to foreign
+  lands, but I long now as I never longed before to go to
+  _Heaven_." I begged him not to talk of dying, but he said
+  it did not make him low spirited. Emilie and he talked
+  of it often. Ah Edith! that boy is more fit for heaven
+  than any of us who a year or two ago thought him
+  scarcely fit to be our companion, but as Emilie said the
+  other day, God often causes the very afflictions that he
+  sends to become his choicest mercies. So it has been
+  with poor White, I am sure. I find I have nearly filled
+  my letter about Joe, but we all think a great deal of him.
+  Don't you remember Emilie's saying, "I would try to
+  make him lovable." He is lovable now, I assure you.
+
+  I am sorry our canaries quarrel, but that is no fault of
+  yours. We have only two school-fellows at present, but
+  Herr Franks does not wish for a large school; he says he
+  likes to be always with us, and to be our companion, which
+  if there were more of us he could not so well manage. We
+  have one trouble, and that is in the temper of this newly
+  arrived German boy, but we are going to try and make
+  him lovable. He is a good way off it _yet_.
+
+  I must leave John to tell you about the many things I
+  have forgotten, and I will write soon. We have a cat
+  here whom we call _Muff_, after your old pet. Her name
+  often reminds me of your sacrifice for me. Ah! my dear
+  little sister, you heaped coals of fire on my head that day.
+  Truly you were not overcome of evil, you overcame evil
+  with good. Dear love to all at home. Your ever affectionate
+  brother,
+
+  FRED PARKER.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER FOURTEENTH.
+
+THE LAST.
+
+
+"Hush, dears! hush!" said a gentle voice, pointing to a shaded window.
+"He is asleep now, and we must have the window open for air this sultry
+evening. I would not rake that bed to-night, John, I think."
+
+"It is _his_ garden, Emilie."
+
+"Yes, I know"--and she sighed.--
+
+"It _is_ his garden, and his eye always sees the least weed and the
+least untidiness. He will be sure to notice it when he is drawn out
+to-morrow."
+
+"John there may be no to-morrow for Joe, he is altered very much to-day,
+and it is evident to me he is sinking fast. He won't come down again, I
+think."
+
+"May I go and sit by him, Emilie?" said the boy, quietly gathering up
+his tools and preparing to leave his employment.
+
+"Yes, but be very still."
+
+It was a striking contrast; that fine, florid, healthy boy, whose frame
+was gaining vigour and manliness daily, whose blight eye had scarcely
+ever been dimmed by illness or pain, and that pale, deformed, weary
+sleeper. So Emilie thought as she took her seat by the open window and
+watched them both. The roses and the carnations that John had brought to
+his friend were quietly laid on the table as he caught the first glimpse
+of the dying boy. There was that in the action which convinced Emilie
+that John was aware of his friend's state and they quietly sat down to
+watch him. The stars came out one by one, the dew was falling, the birds
+were all hurrying home, children were asleep in their happy beds; many
+glad voices mingled by open casements and social supper tables, some few
+lingered out of doors to enjoy the beauties of that quiet August night,
+the last on earth of one, at least, of God's creatures. They watched on.
+
+"I have been asleep, Emilie, a beautiful sleep, I was dreaming of my
+mother; I awoke, and it was you. John, _you_ there too! Good, patient,
+watchful John. Leave me a moment, quite alone with John, will you,
+Emilie? Moments are a great deal to me now."
+
+The friends were left alone, their talk was of death and eternity, on
+the solemn realities of which one of them was about to enter, and
+carefully as John had shielded Joe, tenderly as he had watched over him
+hitherto, he must now leave him to pass the stream alone--yet not alone.
+
+Emilie soon returned; it was to see him die. It was not much that he
+could say, and much was not needed. The agony of breathing those last
+breaths was very great. He had lived long near to God, and in the dark
+valley his Saviour was still near to him. He was at peace--at peace in
+the dying conflict; it was only death now with whom he had to contend.
+Being justified by faith, he had peace with God through the Lord Jesus
+Christ. His last words were whispered in the ear of that good elder
+sister, our true-hearted, loving Emilie. "Bless you, dear Emilie, God
+_will_ bless you, for 'Blessed are the peacemakers.'"
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