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+*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 12042 ***
+
+THE VALUE OF A PRAYING MOTHER
+
+BY ISABEL C. BYRUM
+
+GOSPEL TRUMPET COMPANY
+
+First Printing 1911
+
+
+
+
+PREFACE.
+
+This book has a purpose: it is sent forth as precious seed, with the
+prayer that it will fall into "good soil" in many hearts and bring forth
+an hundredfold.
+
+All parents with natural affection desire the best things for their
+children. Such fathers and mothers have high hopes that from their home
+will go forth noble men and women--yes, even heroes. Many fail to
+realize the attainment of this ideal in their children, because of a
+lack of the knowledge necessary to bring about the desired development
+in the child-life.
+
+The following pages were written with the fervent hope that they would,
+at least in some measure, be a help in developing the young lives
+entrusted to your care. If your harvest-time is past; if your children
+have grown up and have left the old home, you may be able to help some
+one who still has little ones to train.
+
+One object in relating actual experiences was that the reader might be
+guided in the application of those principles of child-training which,
+if merely stated in the abstract, might be hard to understand and
+difficult of application. The principles herein stated are not mere
+theories, but they have the commendation of having stood the test of
+use. Two other objects of this simple story of home life are that the
+thoughtful mother may get a view of the effects of certain extreme
+environments on the child-life and, by observing the substantial results
+accomplished by a praying mother, she may discover the secret of
+success.
+
+The incidents of this little home story are all true, even to minute
+details, as far as memory serves one of the actors in this drama of home
+life after the lapse of many years; but as most of the principal
+characters are still living, the correct names have, for the most part,
+been withheld. Should one of your children ask, "Mama, who was Bessie
+Worthington?" you can truthfully answer, "She was a little girl who
+lived in Michigan; and she and her papa and mama are still living."
+
+If, by reading this little book, any mother shall see wherein she can
+improve upon her past teaching, and thus be able to do more for the
+spiritual and moral well-being of her children, the writer will feel
+amply rewarded. May the blessing of God attend it as it goes forth.
+
+  Yours in Him,
+    Isabel C. Byrum.
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS.
+
+  CHAPTER I.
+  Two Scenes
+
+  CHAPTER II.
+  A Praying Mother
+
+  CHAPTER III.
+  Early Training
+
+  CHAPTER IV.
+  God's Care
+
+  CHAPTER V.
+  Consecration
+
+  CHAPTER VI.
+  Conscience
+
+  CHAPTER VII.
+  A Downward Step
+
+  CHAPTER VIII.
+  A Wise Decision
+
+  CHAPTER IX.
+  Self-Control
+
+  CHAPTER X.
+  Parental Control
+
+  CHAPTER XI.
+  Christian Experience
+
+  CHAPTER XII.
+  The Beautiful Secret
+
+  CHAPTER XIII.
+  Blessing and Trial
+
+  CHAPTER XIV.
+  The Surprise Party
+
+  CHAPTER XV.
+  Leroy's Healing
+
+  CHAPTER XVI.
+  Explaining the Divine Life
+
+  CHAPTER XVII.
+  Temptations
+
+  CHAPTER XVIII.
+  Answers to Prayer
+
+  CHAPTER XIX.
+  Lost in the Woods
+
+  CHAPTER XX.
+  Novel-Reading
+
+  CHAPTER XXI.
+  Glad Tidings
+
+  CHAPTER XXII.
+  The Meetings
+
+  CHAPTER XXIII.
+  Bessie Sees Her Duty
+
+  CHAPTER XXIV.
+  Reverie
+
+  CHAPTER XXV.
+  A Plea to Mothers
+
+  CHAPTER XXVI.
+  Parental Duty
+
+  CHAPTER XXVII.
+  Useful Hints
+
+
+
+
+THE VALUE OF A PRAYING MOTHER
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER I.
+
+
+TWO SCENES.
+
+How delightful to step into the home where God is counselor of both
+parent and child! How blessed the companionship in such a home! There
+God counsels in sweet, tender tones. He teaches his will and gives the
+needed wisdom. God is man's truest and best teacher. James says, "If any
+of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally
+... and it shall be given him." Be the home ever so beautiful, if it is
+not a house of prayer, it is not a place of true happiness. Parents
+should often commune with the Lord; especially the mother, with her many
+cares and perplexities, if she would do justice to the little ones
+entrusted to her care.
+
+A beautiful picture now comes to my mind--a picture of an ideal mother
+of olden time. She dwelt in Ramah of Palestine. Her lonely home nestled
+among the lonely hills. She loved to commune with the Lord, for deep in
+her bosom she carried a sorrow that only he could help her to bear. Her
+home lacked that sweet sunlight which innocent childhood brings. She
+longed and prayed for a little life to guide and direct in the ways of
+the Lord.
+
+Once every year she went with her husband to Shiloh, where sacrifices
+were offered, and there publicly worshiped the Lord. When at the house
+of the Lord one day, she prayed long and earnestly that God would grant
+the desire of her heart. "O Lord of hosts," she prayed, "if thou wilt
+indeed look on the affliction of thine handmaid, and remember me, and
+not forget thine handmaid, but wilt give unto thine handmaid a man
+child, then I will give him unto the Lord all the days of his life, and
+there shall no razor come upon his head."
+
+A scene like this must have been rare even to the priest of God; for he
+mistook this sad woman for one drunken with wine. She begged him not to
+look upon her as such. When the man of God saw by her modest, earnest
+words that she was not drunken as he had supposed, he changed his
+reproof into a blessing. "Go in peace," he said, "and the God of Israel
+grant thy petition that thou hast asked of him." With perfect confidence
+that God had heard and answered prayer, the woman arose and returned
+with her husband to their home in Ramah.
+
+The next year she did not go up to Shiloh; for God had granted her
+petition and had given her a little son. Her husband was willing for her
+to remain at home, but he cautioned her not to forget her promise to the
+Lord. He feared, perhaps, that the mother might become so attached to
+her child that she would be unwilling to part with him as she had
+promised. His warning was unnecessary.
+
+As soon as Samuel (for this is what the mother named her son) was old
+enough to be useful, she took him to the house of God and presented him
+to the Lord. It must have sounded to the aged priest (who soon would
+have to cease his work upon earth) like a voice from heaven, when the
+happy mother, pointing to her child, said: "For this child I prayed; and
+the Lord hath given me my petition which I asked of him: therefore also
+I have lent him to the Lord; as long as he liveth he shall be lent to
+the Lord."
+
+Again the mother prays; this time not in sorrow, but from a heart filled
+with thanksgiving. She feels no regret because of her vow. Her child
+became a great blessing to many people, and the Lord gave her other sons
+and daughters to cheer her heart.
+
+By reading the story we find that "the child Samuel grew and was in
+favor both with the Lord and also with men." Why was this? In answer to
+his devoted mother's prayer, the Holy Spirit hovered over that child,
+shielding him from the cruel darts and arrows of the enemy. He had been
+taught the ways of the Lord from his cradle and his life was fully
+consecrated to God.
+
+A different scene comes before me now--a scene that brings a shudder.
+Upon a ship sailing along the shores of France were a man and his wife
+on their way to join a band of villainous people in India. Being on a
+secret mission, they traveled slowly and carefully. It was a tedious and
+dangerous journey. One stormy day, on the Bay of Biscay, a child was
+born to them.
+
+No loving welcome from the lips of a prayerful parent awaited this poor
+little innocent child; instead, curses were his portion, and, by the
+order of his mother, he was cast aside in a pile of rubbish to die. By
+chance the father passed that way and, finding his child's poor little
+perishing form, picked it up, took it to his wife, and commanded her to
+see that it was cared for.
+
+As the child grew and developed in this atmosphere of sin and
+degradation, is it strange that he partook of his parents' nature and
+developed even worse habits than they? Unless the proper home influence
+is thrown around a child, he can not help suffering from the inherited
+sins of his parents.
+
+When this child became a man, he knew nothing of virtue and honesty.
+His life was enveloped in a shroud of darkest crimes. Leaving India, he
+went to Europe and from there sailed to America. Each year found him
+better acquainted with court proceedings and prison walls. It was a
+common thing for him to break into a man's house and steal every
+valuable that he could find.
+
+I recently met this man and heard from his own lips the dark story of
+his life. As he was relating an account of a desperate burglary, I asked
+him what he would have done if the man of the house had awakened.
+"Please do not ask me." he answered. "I was always armed, and a man's
+life was no more to me than a dog's. There are scenes that I can not, I
+dare not, recall, for I am a changed man now."
+
+Thank God, he is a changed man. He had not been too vile for God to
+find. Jesus had cleansed his heart from all desire to do evil. Having
+confessed his crimes and given himself up to be punished, he had been
+sent to prison, but because of good behavior had been soon pardoned. He
+is now spending his life among the lower class, whom he understands so
+well and pities so much, trying to show them the way of salvation.
+
+Note the atmosphere that surrounded the cradle of each of the babes of
+whom we have been speaking. In the first home we find prayer, love,
+hope, and tenderness; in the last, sin, hatred, crime, and villainy. Oh
+that mothers everywhere would take warning! If only these two pictures
+could be framed and hung in the recesses of every mother's heart where
+they might teach their silent lesson! If only mothers might see how
+powerful for good or evil is their influence; how the affections and the
+mental powers may be moulded by prayer and maternal love, and how the
+groundwork for the future of the child may be laid in its early
+training!
+
+A sensible mother has a charm and wields an influence that takes a fast
+hold on the hearts of those who are dear to her. The kindly sympathy of
+youth, the deep affection of manhood, can be traced to influences that
+began at mother's knee.
+
+What true, prayerful mother does not feel as her child closely nestles
+to her bosom that she is invested with a divine, mysterious power, an
+influence which she can not understand? Then it is that she sees her
+imperfections and longs for wisdom to know how to guide her child. God
+alone can supply that understanding. She is her child's book of wisdom,
+love, and, beauty, but she should be of God's writing.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER II.
+
+
+A PRAYING MOTHER.
+
+Still another mother comes before my mind--an earnest, zealous, pious
+mother, who fashioned her life and example continually by God's Word and
+endeavored daily to teach her children the deep truths of salvation in
+language so simple that they could understand, to seek out the causes of
+their failures and discouragements, and to give them timely advice and
+instruction.
+
+As I trace a few of her experiences, which are all true incidents, I
+trust they may sink into some perplexed mother's heart and enable her to
+wield the instruments of love and prayer about her darlings and to be
+more able to guide their tender hearts in the right course.
+
+Mrs. Worthington lived in the great city of Chicago, in a small cottage
+on Portland Avenue near Thirty-first Street. Nothing about the dwelling
+was elaborate; everything was simple, but very neat. Pretty vines
+trailed gracefully over the porch and windows, and a few flower beds
+filled up the dull nooks and corners. In front of the house was a grassy
+lawn enclosed by a picket fence. Here the children could play apart from
+the rough waifs that thronged the street. Within the cottage the same
+quiet taste was in evidence.
+
+Every day in her cozy sitting-room Mrs. Worthington talked with her
+little girls, Bessie and Louise. In times of trouble and perplexity she
+bowed with them in prayer. How much the children enjoyed their mother's
+comradeship and counsel! The mother realized the importance of these
+early impressions made on the child's mind. She had promised God to do
+all in her power to train her children for heaven. She had commenced
+early, even from the time she had first looked into the depths of their
+innocent eyes.
+
+She had taught them that when any trouble arose between them, they were
+to kneel in prayer and ask God to help the one who had done wrong. Once
+she heard Bessie say, "Louise, I have prayed for you three times, and I
+believe I shall have to pray for you again." Louise was not a bad child;
+she had as sweet and happy a disposition as Bessie; but, as with all
+small children, little difficulties arose between them.
+
+Wishing to know what her two little girls would do on such an occasion,
+she watched them. Bessie quietly took her little sister's hand, lead her
+aside, and knelt with her in prayer. Then with all earnestness she
+prayed, "O Lord, help Louise to to be good, for Jesus' sake. Amen." The
+prayer, though short, was effectual; for both went back to their play
+with happy faces, and they had no more trouble that day.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER III.
+
+
+EARLY TRAINING.
+
+As the daily teaching continued, Mrs. Worthington taught her children
+many helpful lessons. She told them of the great necessity of a Savior
+and of his mission to humanity. She taught them how God looked upon
+disobedience, and always illustrated her talks with interesting Bible
+stories and their every-day experiences. In this way she taught them not
+only the evil effects of wrong-doing but also the sure reward of
+right-doing.
+
+One summer, while the family was spending their vacation in Michigan at
+the pretty country home of an aunt, something happened that helped the
+children to apprehend their mother's meaning. This incident, although in
+some measure painful to Mrs. Worthington, impressed the lesson upon
+their young minds almost better than anything else could have.
+
+The house was situated upon a hill that sloped gradually down to the
+shore of a lake. In many ways this lake was very attractive, especially
+to the two little girls, who were then at the ages of two and four
+years. Mrs. Worthington carefully warned the children of the danger of
+playing near the lake shore; but, not realizing the greatness of their
+temptation, she trusted them too far. Time after time they made their
+way down to the water's edge. Something must be done; but what?
+
+One morning Mr. Worthington noticed his little daughters standing in
+front of the house. Although he could not hear their words, he clearly
+perceived that they were talking about a trip to the forbidden lake.
+They hesitated some time, but at last walked slowly down the hillside to
+the lake. Again they hesitated. Finally descending the steps of the
+boat-house, they stepped into the sparkling water. How dainty the
+ripples about their feet, and how clear the water!
+
+"Surely there can be no harm or danger," thought Bessie; but she
+remembered the oft-repeated warnings of her parents and aunt. The
+shells lost their beauty when she remembered hearing her father say that
+bears sometimes travel up and down the shores. What if a bear should
+some that morning? She gave a quick, searching glance among the trees,
+but, seeing nothing, she tried to forget about bears. She might have
+been able to forget about them, but she could not forget that she was
+disobedient. Her conscience would not let her; the more she tried to
+forget, the louder it talked. She was just about to take her little
+sister back to the house, when she heard a rustling among the branches
+of a tall tree directly above the path over which she must pass. The
+next moment she thought she heard a low growl. "O Louise," she cried, "I
+do believe that is the bear papa told us about." The tree then began to
+sway from side to side and they heard another growl, louder than the
+first. Seizing her little sister's hand, Bessie hastened to help her out
+of the water. By this time both were thoroughly frightened; for while
+visiting one of the parks in Chicago once, they had seen a bear hug his
+keeper until he could not stand. Bessie remembered the incident and
+tried to help Louise to hurry; but when the tree shook again, this time
+just above her, she screamed wildly and ran a few steps alone. When she
+got past the danger-point her reason returned, and, looking back, she
+saw her sister's great danger, as she stood just beneath the fatal tree.
+Rushing back, she almost carried Louise (while the growling continued),
+and they were soon up the hill. In the house they told of their strange
+experience, the substance of the story being, "The bear; The bear!"
+
+Mr. Worthington soon joined the excited circle and secretly explained to
+his wife that he had been the supposed bear and that he had taken this
+course to teach the children a lesson. His plan was successful, for
+after that the children did not care to go to the lake alone.
+
+Mrs. Worthington, however, was very sad because her children had been
+deceived. Unlike her husband, who was not a Christian, she believed in
+keeping the confidence of her children and in praying with them when
+they were disobedient. She decided to be more prompt and watchful in the
+future and to shield them from temptation as much as possible.
+
+She improved the opportunity for some wholesome instruction. From the
+stories of Jonah and King Saul she brought forth some excellent lessons
+on disobedience. She told the children that, although they might think
+when tempted to disobey that nobody saw them, yet there was one whose
+eye was ever beholding their deeds, whether good or bad. Then she knelt
+in prayer with her children, praying with a full heart to that God who
+is everywhere present and from whom all our strength must come, that he
+would teach her how to guide the precious souls entrusted to her care.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER IV.
+
+
+GOD'S CARE.
+
+Considering this mother's deep piety, do you think it strange that she
+saw God's hand in everything that befell her, and ascribed praise to him
+for it all?
+
+After the return of the family to their home in Chicago the father
+became very ill. His sickness was so severe and so long continued that
+poverty began to threaten them. Mr. Worthington could not take the
+resigned view of their circumstances that his wife took, but often gave
+way to complaining. But Mrs. Worthington thanked God that things were no
+worse and ever encouraged her husband with the promises that God would
+provide.
+
+At last Christmas morning came and found them in extreme poverty. Mr.
+Worthington still weak from his illness, but able to go around a little,
+came in from his morning walk very gloomy and feeling that his friends
+were very few. "This is the saddest Christmas I have ever known," he
+said to Mrs. Worthington. "It is almost more than I can bear to know
+that I have nothing to give the children today, and barely enough in the
+house to eat. I did not realize it so keenly until I saw an old man
+trudging along Thirty-first Street with a large pack upon his back. That
+man was surely going to surprise some of his friends. How much we need a
+friend like that!" "Never mind," said Mrs. Worthington softly; "God has
+promised to be a friend in time of need, and I believe he will care for
+us today."
+
+As she finished speaking, a rap was heard at the door. Mr. Worthington
+arose slowly, wondering who could be their early caller. When he opened
+the door, he was greatly surprised to see the aged man with the pack and
+to find him to be his own father. Mr. Worthington had entered the house
+too soon to see his father turn the corner and enter the yard.
+
+As the large burden was laid upon the floor and unpacked, there seemed
+to be no end to the good things. A turkey, cake, pies, in fact, all that
+was needful for a generous Christmas dinner, as well as a gift for each
+one. It was a very thankful family that gathered around the table that
+day.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER V.
+
+
+CONSECRATION.
+
+In regard to her children, Mrs. Worthington had passed through a deep
+consecration. She fully realized that they were only lent her by the
+Lord, entrusted to her care to be trained for usefulness in his service,
+and she was determined to do all in her power to prepare them as the
+Lord intended. In all sincerity, she had placed her children upon the
+altar of consecration, promising God never to let her will interfere
+with his designs concerning them.
+
+I do not think a child of God ever makes a consecration that is not
+tested in some form or other. This mother's consecration was tested.
+
+A wealthy aunt, having lost all her children and being very lonely,
+thought to fill the vacancy in her heart and home by adopting a little
+child. After several vain attempts to find a suitable child, she sought
+the home of her niece, Mrs. Worthington. She came with many misgivings.
+When she made her errand known, her niece said: "Auntie, my children are
+no longer mine; I have given them to the Lord, and whatever is his will
+concerning them shall be mine. You will have to obtain my husband's
+consent." Thus far Aunt A. was delighted with her success, and she
+eagerly sought the father. She tried to point out to Mrs. Worthington,
+who was heartbroken at the prospect of losing her child, how abundantly
+able she (the aunt) was to provide for the child and spoke of the
+extreme poverty of the Worthington home. The mother knew all this, but
+she knew too that God's Spirit does not always rule in wealthy homes.
+Would she do right to let her child slip from under her parental care?
+Many thoughts of this nature surged through her brain, and many
+temptations to say no came to her; but instead of giving a decisive
+answer she sought counsel from the all-wise Counselor. While in prayer
+she thought of faithful Abraham's trial regarding Isaac, and she felt
+that God was just as able to carry her through temptation or test, if
+she submitted all to his will.
+
+Mr. Worthington gave his consent for one of the children to go for a
+visit. The aunt having chosen Bessie, hasty preparations were made for
+their departure. As the mother kissed her curly-haired little girl
+good-by, her heart seemed bursting with sorrow. She tried to control her
+feelings, but only God knew the wound that her aunt's parting words
+made. "Use your influence in my behalf, Niece, with your husband, in
+case we want to keep Bessie," she had said, and then the great train
+moved slowly from the station. Abraham was all the mother could think of
+on her return home. Oh! would God give her back her child?
+
+Letter after letter came, each telling how fond the aunt and her husband
+were of Bessie and how happy she was in her new home, but not a word
+about her return. Four, five, six weeks passed. Then one day a letter
+came stating that they had decided not to adopt a child now and that, as
+Bessie was getting homesick, the parents might expect her home the next
+day. Then, it had been only a test! Oh, how glad Mrs. Worthington was
+that she had been faithful. Yes, her God was the very same God that
+Abraham had served centuries before. It was hard to wait until
+train-time the next day. When once more the loving mother held her
+darling child in her arms, the tears that could not flow for weeks
+streamed freely.
+
+Bessie was glad to be at home again. After the cold, formal, loveless
+life at her aunt's, she appreciated her own humble home more than ever
+before.
+
+But a far greater test was waiting the dear mother--one that would call
+for more than human strength to bear.
+
+After Bessie's return Mrs. Worthington put forth every effort to teach
+her children more about heavenly things. She bore in mind the
+scripture, "Train up a child in the way it should go; and when it is
+old, it will not depart from it." As she did not want to fail along this
+line, she spent every spare moment with her children. And she seldom let
+them go from home to visit unaccompanied by her; but one day, being very
+busy, she let them go alone to their grandmother's. The distance was not
+great, and Bessie, now nearly six years old, knew the way perfectly. All
+would have been well had their grandmother been at home. She being away,
+the girls stopped to watch some children at play. These children were
+breaking old bottles that they had picked up in the alley. As the little
+girls stood watching the sport, a large brown bottle was brought forth
+and with a heavy stroke of the hammer was broken. Small pieces of the
+glass flew in every direction. One piece struck Louise on the palm of
+the hand just below the thumb, knocking off the skin, but not producing
+a wound deep enough to bleed. Her grandmother, who appeared on the
+scene just at this time, examined the wound. She though it would soon be
+all right, but bound it up with a cloth to satisfy the child. The
+children played as usual and then returned home in time for supper.
+
+When they came in, their mother, who had been very busy through the day
+at housecleaning, was preparing a hasty supper, and she gave them no
+special attention. The family were soon seated around the supper-table.
+They had not been there long until Mrs. Worthington noticed that Louise
+was not eating. She asked the child why she did not eat, but received no
+reply. On being asked if her throat was sore, Louise nodded her head.
+Still the mother did not think the child's condition serious; and, after
+pinning a flannel around the child's neck, she did the evening work and
+prepared to attend a prayer-meeting. She had noticed the rag upon
+Louise's hand, but Bessie had laughed about the little cut and said,
+"Grandma tied it up just to please Louise."
+
+Although the meeting that night was unusually good, Mrs. Worthington
+could not forget the expression on her child's face as they had kissed
+each other good-by. It seemed to be before her all the time; so she
+really felt relieved when the meeting closed and she could return.
+
+Upon entering her home she immediately asked her husband, "How is
+Louise?" He answered that she had been very naughty and cross and that
+he had been obliged to punish her. This news increased the mother's
+fears. Feeling of the child's head, she found it hot and feverish.
+
+As Louise continued to grow worse, at two o'clock in the morning Mrs.
+Worthington thought it best to examine the child's throat; but when the
+mother asked the little girl to open her mouth, she said, "Mama, I
+can't."
+
+"What!" exclaimed the mother, "you can not open your mouth! Why, child,
+what is the matter with you?" Although Louise tried repeatedly to open
+her mouth, she could force her teeth apart only about an eighth of an
+inch, and only with great difficulty could she speak.
+
+By this time Mr. Worthington had fully awakened to the fact that
+something serious was troubling his child, and he sprang to her side. As
+soon as possible they summoned a doctor. He found that the cut on her
+hand had caused lockjaw, but said that there was no cause for alarm. The
+parents, however, felt very anxious and called in several doctors for
+consultation. They found that it was too late to do anything for the
+child. "The course of this disease," said the doctors, "is usually very
+rapid; and we are sorry that we can offer no hope."
+
+When Mrs. Worthington heard the doctors' verdict, anguish such as she
+had never experienced before filled her soul. Her thoughts went back to
+the previous night. Oh! why had she not examined the child closely
+then? In her distress she cried to the Lord, saying, "Dear Lord, what
+can this mean? Must I go through another test with one of my children?
+If so, help me to say amen to thy will!"
+
+Everything possible was done for the comfort of the little sufferer. The
+little life was swiftly nearing its close. Even when the doctors
+injected medicine into her arm to relieve her pain, she did not murmur.
+Forgetful for a moment of her suffering, she looked into her mother's
+eyes and said, "Mama, I love you"; then turning to her father, "Papa, I
+love you"; and then to the doctors and friends, "I like all these
+folks."
+
+What a beautiful testimony? She had only kindly feelings in her heart
+for all, even for the doctors, who seemed to be her enemies. Her words
+were as a message sent from God as they fell into that mother's heart.
+They seemed as sweet incense and a soothing balm to her troubled spirit.
+Gazing into the child's face, the mother read of the tender,
+compassionate love of God for suffering humanity; she read of the depth
+of Christ's love for the innocent and pure; and, by the heavenly smile
+that lighted the little face as her darling sank into unconsciousness,
+she saw that the child realized her Savior's presence.
+
+Slowly the tide is going out; the soul of the child is passing from the
+mother's presence into life immortal. "O my darling, speak to me once
+more!" The large blue eyes slowly unclose; a look of disappointment
+comes into them as she says, "Where has Jesus gone?" The dear eyes
+softly close; she sinks again into unconsciousness; the beautiful
+expression of happiness returns; the mother knows that her darling is in
+the arms of Jesus and is content.
+
+Mrs. Worthington did not sorrow as those who have no hope; for she knew
+that her heavenly Father knew best, and she could look up with
+confidence and say, "The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away:
+blessed be the name of the Lord." With the father it was different. Up
+to this time he had never had any serious thoughts of a future life. He
+knew that his wife was a good woman, but he considered her religious
+views rather strange. She had seen so much error among the popular
+religious denominations and had felt such bondage when meeting with
+them, that she worshiped with a few spiritual people in a little
+prayer-meeting. Because of this peculiarity, he had even feared that her
+mind was affected; but now, when he saw her fortitude under deep trial,
+he felt that surely there was an unseen power supporting her--a power
+that he secretly longed to possess, although the time for attaining it
+he set indefinitely in the future.
+
+As Louise had been his idol, his grief was deep. It stirred his whole
+being. Her last testimony had convinced him that there is a Savior, that
+he is interested in mankind, and that he is able to keep in every
+affliction. Standing by the cold, lifeless form of his little daughter,
+he promised God that he would meet her in heaven.
+
+After these things Mrs. Worthington realized more keenly than ever the
+value of confidence between children and parents. With renewed energy
+she sought daily to strengthen that cord which now seemed to her almost
+divine. Her daily talks now contained a richer and deeper meaning to
+Bessie, whose understanding of heavenly things was growing clearer since
+her sister's death. Through her mother's teaching she gained a knowledge
+of God and spiritual life that would have taken her many, many years to
+comprehend had she been left to herself.
+
+Mrs. Worthington was surprised and pleased to note Bessie's confidence
+in her mother's teaching. One day, in answer to the assertion of a
+little neighbor girl that Louise was not alive, but dead and buried,
+Bessie said, "I know Sister's body is dead and buried, but her soul is
+living with Jesus. He was waiting for her when she died and took her
+soul away with him."
+
+"I am glad, my child," said her mother, sometime after this
+conversation, "that you love to come to me with things that trouble you;
+for as you're going to school now, you can not help hearing and seeing
+many things that I would rather keep from you until you're older. You'll
+see and hear many things that you should allow no place in your life;
+but if you'll always come to me, I'll instruct you so that they'll not
+be harmful to you. When I was a child, how I longed for some one in whom
+I could confide! My mother was a good woman, but she didn't realize how
+I often longed to unburden my heart to her. Father understood this
+desire, and we often had confidential talks.
+
+"I shall never forget my gratitude when he took me upon his knee one day
+and told me about many dangers young girls must meet and explained how I
+might avoid them. His words were just in time; for I had often been
+allowed to spend the evening at the home of a little friend, who, like
+myself, was not taught how to meet danger. At first our play had been
+innocent sports, but a short time before my father's talk a cousin had
+come to board with the family and attend school. He at once encouraged
+us to play a game of cards with him. As I knew nothing of the evil of
+card-playing, I was eager to learn; for he gave me much praise and
+allowed me to win very often, always rewarding me with a pile of candy.
+The appearance of so much candy in my possession had led to my father's
+talk. As father unfolded the nature of card-playing and gambling, a
+horror for them that has never left me came into my heart. After this I
+often sought my father's counsel; his faithful admonitions and tender
+words of encouragement caused me to have more and more confidence in
+him."
+
+Mrs. Worthington sighed deeply as she continued, "The memory of my dear
+father is sacred, Bessie. Many times I've thanked the Lord that my
+father knew the worth of prayer and the value of the confidence of his
+children. He helped me to tide over the most critical period of my life,
+and I love to recall the encouragement of his devoted life."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VI.
+
+
+CONSCIENCE.
+
+One day when Bessie was about eight years old, she said: "Mama, you've
+often told me that if I'd listen to the voice of conscience it would
+keep me out of danger. What is conscience? I don't understand."
+
+"My dear child," answered her mother, "your happiness depends upon a
+pure conscience, one that is void of offense. By the Lord's help, I will
+gladly explain. Conscience is that which causes us to feel bad when we
+do what we've been taught to be wrong. At first it is very tender and
+active. Then, no matter how enticing the temptation, the conscience will
+warn one not to yield. You've heard your conscience speaking to you,
+haven't you, Bessie?"
+
+"Yes, Mama," answered Bessie; "that was why I wanted to know more about
+it. I thought at first it was some person speaking; but when I
+remembered you had told me that we each have a conscience to tell us to
+do right, I knew it must be the voice of conscience."
+
+"When it speaks, you must listen," said Mrs. Worthington. "Give heed to
+its warnings. This little story will show you how careful we should be
+to heed the warning voice of conscience.
+
+"'Wishing to arise at an early hour each morning, a gentleman purchased
+an alarm-clock. He took it home, and, having set it, went to bed and
+slept soundly. In the morning, to the gentleman's great delight, the
+clock aroused him, so that he was able to get to work in time.
+
+"'For a time he would spring out of bed as soon as the alarm sounded,
+and the clock never failed to wake him. One morning, however, on hearing
+the clock sound its usual alarm, he awoke, but, feeling a little sleepy,
+he lay back on his pillow, thinking that he would get up in a short
+time. In a few minutes he fell asleep, and did not awake again until
+very late. He dressed hastily, and, missing his breakfast, hurried away
+to his work. He resolved not to be so foolish again, and for a time did
+better; but in a few days he had again overslept. He became more and
+more neglectful, failing time after time to heed the alarm. At length it
+only partially aroused him, and he soon slumbered again. Day by day it
+disturbed him less, until at last it did not arouse him at all, although
+it sounded as loudly as ever.'
+
+"So will it be with your conscience. If you don't heed its voice, you'll
+hear it speaking less loudly each day until its voice will at last cause
+you no discomfort. You'll then be in a very dangerous moral condition.
+No one but God can help you out. This is one reason why, Bessie, many
+people can do things that you can not.
+
+"Satan aimed his first blow at the conscience; for if he can silence it,
+then he can lead the soul deeper and deeper into sin."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VII.
+
+
+A DOWNWARD STEP.
+
+"I have good news for you, Bessie," said Mrs. Worthington as Bessie came
+skipping into the room from her play. "Your papa and I have decided to
+leave our little home here in Chicago and buy a home in Michigan."
+
+"Oh, how nice!" exclaimed Bessie, who was still in her eighth year.
+"Shall we live with Aunt Emma again?"
+
+"Yes, or rather she will live with us," said her mother, smiling. "Your
+auntie's health is very poor, and she is tired of the responsibility of
+farming; so we'll relieve her."
+
+The following weeks were happy ones for Bessie. The Lord had been good
+to her in many ways. He had given her a little baby brother to love and
+care for, and now she was about to have a pleasant home in the country.
+She had not forgotten the good times she had enjoyed on the farm with
+her little sister, and she was very eager for the month of August to
+come, the time when the family was to move. At last the time came to
+start. With beating heart Bessie counted the hours that must pass before
+she could run in the orchard and eat the luscious fruit.
+
+It was late in the afternoon when the Worthington family arrived at
+their new home. The greetings over, Bessie was contemplating a ramble
+where she had noticed some large red apples hanging; but just then her
+aunt said, "Bessie, you must not pick any of the fruit on the place this
+summer, as the farm is rented and the fruit does not belong to us." This
+was such a disappointment to the little girl that she could not restrain
+her tears.
+
+As the days passed by, she often looked longingly toward the tree where
+hung the beautiful apples, but she never once thought of pulling one,
+for her mother had carefully taught her the great evil of stealing. "But
+oh!" thought Bessie, "if only one of the apples would fall upon the
+ground, I could pick it up, and I wouldn't be stealing it." With this
+wish in her heart, she daily watched the trees in hopes that just one
+would fall.
+
+At last her hope was realized. Walking through the orchard one day after
+a hard wind-storm, she spied several large red apples lying in the soft
+sand. With a fast-beating heart, she hastened to pick them all up; and,
+placing them carefully in her apron, she hurried to the house, oft
+repeating to herself, "I didn't steal them, for the wind blew them off."
+
+As she entered the house, she began to tell how she came by the apples,
+but stopped in dismay, for she saw her mother's look of disapproval.
+Very tenderly Mrs. Worthington took her little daughter aside and,
+sitting down by her, said: "My dear, you don't understand what you've
+done: those apples are as truly stolen as if you had picked them from
+the tree. You must take them to Mrs. S. and explain that you didn't
+know you were stealing them. Taking little things and trying to ease the
+conscience by saying, 'It doesn't amount to anything,' causes the
+conscience to fall asleep and to cease its activity. Thus the evil habit
+of taking what doesn't belong to us becomes a part of our nature, and
+step by step we fall into greater sin.
+
+"I once heard of a young man who was about to be hanged upon the
+gallows. Just before the fatal moment he received permission to speak to
+any of his friends, if he desired. Calling for his aunt, who had reared
+him, he moved forward as if to speak to her, but instead he bit off her
+ear. Amid the exclamations of horror that followed, the young man said:
+'You think what I have done is cruel. Let me tell you that, had my aunt
+done her duty by me, I should not be here today. Had she taken the pains
+to inquire where I obtained the lead pencils, knives, handkerchiefs, and
+other small articles which I brought home from time to time; had she
+not accepted the flimsy excuse that I had found them; had she warned me
+of my danger, and not praised me for "finding" the things I had
+stolen,--I might have escaped this awful end.'
+
+"So, Bessie, you can see the danger of allowing anything like
+this--though it does appear a trifle--to pass by unnoticed. You may go
+and return the apples to Mrs. S., who is now in the orchard."
+
+The lesson was severe and lasting; and as Bessie returned the apples to
+their rightful owner, it settled deep into her heart.
+
+Parents, beware. Through neglect, the habit of lying begins. An untruth
+is passed over carelessly and the child allowed to cover up its sins
+without realizing their sinfulness. Likewise, many other evil habits
+that have wrecked lives and brought sorrow and disgrace into homes may
+be traced to the same carelessness on the part of parents and friends.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VIII.
+
+
+A WISE DECISION.
+
+The lake in front of the Worthington home, though nearly five miles in
+length, had too small a harbor to permit the entrance of the large
+Chicago boats. It was therefore necessary, each evening in summer, for
+small steamboats to gather up the fruit from the farms along the lake
+and to carry it to the nearest port for large steamers. It was
+interesting to see the piles of berry crates loaded upon the steamer
+from the docks extending out into the lake. At such times a crowd of
+young people frequently arranged to go for a pleasant ride on Lake
+Michigan, and a few times Bessie had gone.
+
+There was to be such an excursion on the occasion of which I wish to
+speak, and the young people expected to attend a circus in a city close
+to the haven to which they were going. Bessie wished very much to go.
+She soon obtained her father's consent, but went to her mother with many
+misgivings, for she knew that her mother never went to a circus and that
+she had always spoken against her going at other times.
+
+Mrs. Worthington was very busy, but she always had time to advise her
+daughter and to hear her requests. She listened carefully to every word
+her daughter had to say, and then remained silent for a few minutes. At
+length she said: "Bessie, there are many things to consider about your
+going. You know how I love to have you go for a ride on the water when I
+know you are in good company. I also love to have you attend places of
+interest to you, when I know there's nothing to defile your mind or lead
+you from the path of purity. But, Daughter, there are many things in the
+world that look beautiful to the eye but tend to lead the soul astray.
+Do you think Jesus would go to a circus? Do you think you could get any
+good should you go? You have passed your tenth birthday. I think you're
+old enough to take this matter to God in prayer and let him decide it
+for you. Go and ask him to direct you to some passage of Scripture that
+will open your understanding and help you to know what he wants you to
+do."
+
+"Oh, mama," said Bessie, who had felt strange about the matter, "please
+tell me yes or no, and I'll say no more about it."
+
+"No, Bessie; it will, in many ways, be better for you to do as I've
+said," answered her mother tenderly but decisively.
+
+Very reluctantly Bessie left the room, and, taking her Bible, whispered
+a prayer that she might open it to something that would help her to
+decide. As she opened the book, her eyes fell upon these words: "Vanity
+of vanities, saith the preacher, vanity of vanities; all is vanity."
+Hurriedly she turned the pages, thinking that she might perhaps have
+opened to that passage anyway. Next she read, "I said in mine heart, Go
+to now, I will prove thee with mirth; therefore, enjoy pleasure: and
+behold this also is vanity." Returning to her mother, she read the
+words, but ended by saying, "I might have turned to that anyway."
+
+"Bessie," said Mrs. Worthington, "those words were written by the wisest
+man the world has ever known, one who had the privilege of enjoying
+every known pleasure under the sun. But when he had tried them all, he
+sat down and wrote the words you have just read, and also said, 'All is
+vanity and vexation of spirit.' Now you have my view of the subject, and
+you have Solomon's; but if you are still in doubt, go and pray."
+
+Bessie was not satisfied. She slipped away the second time and fell upon
+her knees. She cried, "O Lord, you once answered Gideon with a sign; now
+please give me a sign and help me to know whether I should stay at home
+or not. If you don't want me to go, make it rain." Though simple and
+short, the prayer came from the heart. She was determined to know God's
+will concerning her; and to such God never turns a deaf ear.
+
+The next morning she went to the door and looked at the sky. The day was
+perfect. The sun was shining brightly, and a cool, gentle breeze was
+blowing. Just one tiny cloud was in the sky, and that seemed to be
+floating toward the sun. As she watched the cloud, she saw it gradually
+increase in size, and at last down came the rain in great drops. Nothing
+further was needed to convince Bessie that God wanted her to remain at
+home; and now her staying was no longer a cross to her.
+
+She ran to her father and explained that God did not want her to go,
+telling him about her prayer and its answer. Her childish words and
+simple faith touched her father's proud heart, but all he said was,
+"It's all right, Bessie; but you'll go down to the landing and say
+good-by to your friends, won't you?"
+
+As she told the girls why she could not go with them and watched the
+gay party leave the shore, she was not sad, but happy. She kept thinking
+how kind the dear Lord had been to answer her prayer so wonderfully.
+When bedtime came, she rested sweetly, having no wounded conscience to
+trouble or accuse her.
+
+But how about the excursion party? They had an ideal trip on Lake
+Michigan, attended the show, and started to return. The breeze that had
+been so gently blowing through the day began to increase at sunset, and
+by the late hour of their return it had become a gale. But not realizing
+the fierceness of the storm, they started home. When they reached their
+own harbor, they found that they could not enter with safety; so they
+anchored the boat and spent the remainder of the night on the wildly
+tossing waves. In the morning the wind gradually died away, and the
+weary, seasick crowd made their way home.
+
+When Bessie learned of their serious experience, she appreciated more
+than ever the Lord's goodness in leading her to stay at home.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER IX.
+
+
+SELF-CONTROL.
+
+Mrs. Worthington was greatly encouraged when she saw what a blessing her
+little girl had received from what appeared to be a sore trial. She felt
+that the time was opportune to plant the seed of self-control within the
+young heart. In a little while she found an opportunity to begin.
+
+"Bessie," she began when ready for the talk, "I have some important
+things to tell you today. I wish to speak of your future. There comes a
+time in the life of every girl when she must change from childhood to
+womanhood; she can not always remain a child. Until this time arrives,
+she is very dependent and must lean entirely upon her parents' advice;
+but as her mind begins to mature, she should be taught the necessity of
+weighing matters well and of finding out God's will.
+
+"Until the present time all you have done has been at the suggestion of
+your parents, but it will be different in the future. With your
+teaching, you are able to look to God for a part of your direction. I
+shall continue to advise, and, if necessary, to punish you; but I want
+you to take things to the Lord in prayer and become satisfied within
+your heart that my advice is according to the Word of God. You must not
+think you haven't needed the teaching and the guidance you've had thus
+far in life; and you'll need more careful training than you've ever had.
+The point I want to impress upon your mind is that there's an element
+within you, called self, that you must learn to control. At times self
+will arise and cause you to feel that you know some things even better
+than Mama. That is the time to remember that Mama has had more
+experience than you; that her judgment is better than yours; and that
+you must rely upon it until God helps you to see a matter as she sees
+it. That was the way you gained the blessing from that experience a few
+days ago. In this way you will learn the lessons that are so important
+to your future.
+
+"There are many other things, my dear, that I want to talk to you about
+soon, but you must be patient a little longer. In the meantime, however,
+you may ask me any question you please, and I'll answer you. Don't go to
+other girls with these things, but come to me. I'm always glad to
+explain to you anything that seems strange. When you're old enough to
+desire the knowledge and to form the questions, you're old enough to
+receive an answer to your questions. Come to me often: what seems
+strange to both of us we can take to God in prayer, and let him teach
+us.
+
+"Another thing you must do is to turn away from bad associates. Avoid
+girls who say, 'I'll tell you something if you'll promise not to tell
+your mother.' Remember that anything you could not tell me would not be
+worth hearing; for it's sure to be something unclean or vulgar.
+Conversing with such girls won't help you to draw close to the Lord nor
+to know his will concerning you. Much less would it help you to meditate
+upon the pure and holy things of God. To elevate your soul, Bessie, you
+must become serious, and seek only those companions whose conversation
+is kind, gentle, and modest. I believe your desire is to become more
+like Jesus and to prepare for heaven. So, my child, meditate upon God,
+and you will grow in the grace and knowledge of Christ. Misspent moments
+are so much of life and character thrown away; be careful to use them
+all in God's service.
+
+"Here's a little poem you may learn. It may help you to control self and
+to value your moments as you should."
+
+
+MY MOMENTS.
+
+_Oh, my precious little moments,
+  Gliding now so swiftly by;
+May I each one spend for Jesus
+  Ere I see them past me fly.
+
+May I lade each one with something
+  To be borne to God above,
+Fill each full of deeds worth counting,
+  That will prove my perfect love.
+
+For I would not have them enter
+  Through those portals bright and fair
+Bearing not a single token
+  For my Master waiting there.
+
+Golden moments, as you carry
+  Trophies on your upward flight,
+Take my character to Jesus;
+  For I've kept it clean and white._
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER X.
+
+
+PARENTAL CONTROL.
+
+Mrs. Worthington was not only a prayerful mother, but a mother wise in
+home government. Her wisdom, however, came from God. Many a time she
+felt incapable of giving the advice her young daughter needed; but she
+always remembered the scripture which reads, "If any of you lack wisdom,
+let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth
+not; and it shall be given." After she had spent a season in prayerful
+meditation, God would supply the words and understanding. Thus she could
+say with the apostle Paul, that her strength was made perfect in
+weakness, because her dependence was in Christ.
+
+O mothers, let us learn that God, the Author of home and families, is
+always interested in the quality and the training of the children. He
+does not create to cast aside. Neither does anything come by chance. He
+wills that each tender human plant be nourished and cherished until
+well fitted to fill its place and calling in life. In childhood's
+dependent days, the parents should be all to the children that they can
+not be to themselves. It is not enough that your child be well fed and
+clothed; its young mind must be guided into proper channels. What work
+is more noble, more elevating than the teaching of the undeveloped mind?
+Let not the duties of life nor the claims of society so press upon you
+as to cause you to neglect your child's character or its education in
+either temporal or spiritual matters.
+
+As Solomon says, "Take away the little foxes that destroy the vines." It
+is the little things passed carelessly by that grow larger and larger,
+and stronger and stronger, within the young heart until at last the
+unsuspecting parents awake in alarm to behold their child in dreadful
+bondage. Beware! Guard your child every moment it is under your care.
+You can not go as companion to your child upon the street or to school,
+but your influence may attend his every path through life. Do not be
+discouraged should you hear him use a slang word, but take him at once
+and tenderly tell him what slang phrases will lead to. Do not speak
+harshly, but explain in the most loving manner possible. In this way you
+will cultivate in him a distaste for impure language. A pure, refined
+nature will be the result. Moreover, as that child realizes through your
+faithful instruction, the true meaning of sin, he will make you his
+confidant and will come to you rather than seek the counsel of younger
+companions. Thus you will be able to control his mind and to instil
+within his mind pure and upright desires.
+
+Within your home is the place to shine for God. There is no greater
+field of labor. A Christian mother's influence among the young can not
+be too highly valued. No one can fill your place in the hearts of your
+children. Another can provide their temporal needs, but nobody can take
+the place of Mother. No one else can enter into the daily trials as you
+can. Nothing else can soothe the wounded feelings as well as a tender
+embrace or a word from mother. Be liberal, dear mothers, with these
+tokens of sympathy, so sweet to your child; and think not for one moment
+that you are not fulfilling God's plan concerning you or that moments
+thus spent are wasted. It is only a short time at best that we can be
+blessed with the privilege of instructing our children.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XI.
+
+
+CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE.
+
+As Bessie grew older, Mrs. Worthington chose the twilight hour for
+confidential talks with her daughter. Both looked forward to these times
+with pleasure. Each evening after the daily duties were ended, Bessie
+might be found sitting at her mother's feet. Here she related the many
+happenings of the day and in turn received instruction and advice from
+the one who held her confidence. Here the mother taught her child the
+secret of true devotion. She instructed Bessie that prayer, good
+reading, and meditation are the keys to use to unlock God's great
+storehouse of blessings. She pointed to the Bible as a pattern by which
+to fashion one's life, pointing out to her the many scriptures bearing
+upon different subjects and telling her how every modest, earnest
+Christian ought to dress and act in order to adorn the gospel of
+Christ. She encircled the word "purity" with such a halo of glory that
+she awakened within the heart of her child a determination ever to live
+so pure a life that she would not only keep herself stainless but also
+help others to that sacred and elevated plane.
+
+Upon one of these occasions, when Bessie was in her twelfth year, she
+said: "Mama, why don't we go to the meetings that are being held at the
+schoolhouse on Sunday? The girls have asked me several times, and I have
+told them I didn't know. They have a minister from a distance, and he
+has taken the names of all who want to join the church."
+
+"That is a deep subject, my child," said Mrs. Worthington. "I have often
+wished to explain to you my reasons for not attending the public
+services held in our neighborhood by the different denominations, but
+have feared you were still too young to understand, for the matter seems
+hard even for some older persons to comprehend. But I will tell you and
+trust the Lord to make it plain.
+
+"My parents taught me that it was my duty to attend religious services
+at least once a week. This I did, and professed to be a Christian until
+I was a young woman. I knew that I loved the Lord and wanted to do
+right, but found that I could not always do right in my own strength. I
+was daily doing things that displeased the Lord. I became so troubled
+about my condition that one day I went to the minister, and, telling him
+how I felt, requested him to pray for me and to help me to get a real
+Bible experience. In answer to my request, he only smiled and said, 'You
+are too particular. You might as well try to split a hair as to try to
+live a holy life in this world.'
+
+"As I returned home that day, I was very sad indeed. Oh, how much I
+longed to be like Jesus, whom God had given me as an example! I knew the
+Bible taught that if we expect to enter heaven we must live a pure and
+holy life. I was determined to do this--but how was I to do it? To whom
+could I go for help? Most of the church-members were so worldly-minded
+they thought of little else than a good time, and the few spiritual ones
+were afraid to tell how they felt, for fear of their minister's
+displeasure.
+
+"At last I decided to seek from God and his Word what my soul was
+longing for. As I sought, I began to see I had been deceived. I found
+that as God looked upon mankind, he could see only two classes of
+people--the righteous and sinners; and I saw that I was a sinner.
+
+"By reading the twelfth chapter of First Corinthians, I learned that
+Christ's body is the church; that to become a member of the church my
+name must be written in heaven; that every Christian in the world is my
+brother or sister in Christ; the Lamb's book of life is the only
+class-book in which our names need to be recorded; and that our names
+are removed only because of our turning again to sin. To me these
+thoughts were both new and marvelous. I saw that every saved person in
+the different denominations is a Christian and a member of God's true
+church, but I knew that such persons were unable to worship God aright
+for fear of displeasing their ministers or of breaking some of the
+church-rules. And when I read in 2 Cor. 6:14 that we are not to be
+unequally yoked together with unbelievers, I felt that I must come out
+and stand alone. This I promised God to do at any cost, and asked him to
+give me a Bible experience. He answered my prayer; and I was so happy
+that I walked the floor for a long time, clapping my hands and praising
+God.
+
+"Because of the course I had taken many misunderstood me and thought I
+was partially insane. Even your dear papa thinks so still, but I dare
+not grieve God by going back.
+
+"I have had some dreams that have greatly encouraged me. The first was
+given while I was wondering why I could not find any one who believed
+the whole Bible. I seemed to be standing in a meeting-house; the service
+was ended and nearly every one had gone home. I noticed a woman in great
+distress. Going to her, I found that she had a very sore hand and that
+she was alone, with no one to help her home through the darkness. With
+her consent, I quickly picked her up in my arms and carried her safely
+through a long, dark, narrow passage. As we passed along, I spoke words
+of encouragement to her. Suddenly we came out into a large open field
+carpeted with flowers, and there I laid her down, saying, 'How nicely we
+have gotten along alone.' Then I awoke.
+
+"For some time I could not see the meaning of the dream. At last I
+understood that the afflicted woman was I myself and that the Savior
+wanted to carry me through the dark and dangerous way of life alone.
+
+"At another time I dreamed I was riding on a locomotive. Again I was
+alone. The seat that I was sitting on was so small I had to be very
+careful lest I be injured by the machinery around me. I didn't think of
+danger while the train was in motion; but as it drew up at a certain
+station, I began to consider my position. The thought came, 'What will
+people think of me? They will certainly say I am stealing a ride.' I
+remembered my ticket, and, placing my hand upon it, I felt satisfied. At
+the next station I could see inside of the passenger coaches. I had a
+good view of the passengers in one of the coaches, and I recognized the
+prominent members of the denomination I had lately left. As they sat in
+their cushioned seats, carelessly talking to one another, they all
+seemed happy and contented. My own condition then arose before me, and I
+felt lonely indeed and thought, 'I will step down from my little seat
+and enter the coach with the rest.' I was just about to do this--even
+had my hand upon the door knob--when I realized that I had left my
+dress in the little seat, and again I awoke.
+
+"The dream seemed very plain in every way. My ticket was my experience
+and title to heaven, and the dress left up in the tiny seat was the robe
+of Christ's righteousness. While alone and contented, I was all right,
+but to return to the denomination would mean to leave both robe and
+title behind.
+
+"Still, God has given me some devoted Christian friends, who are willing
+to live as the Bible directs, and with these I worship as you know,
+dear, in our little weekly prayer-meetings. I trust that some day your
+father will see and will understand me better, and that we can worship
+God together. But I will be faithful even though I should be forced to
+walk alone.
+
+"Now, dear, I trust you can see that the true church is Christ's body
+and that every soul is a member as long as he continues to live a pure
+and holy life. Whether he is a member of some sect or not, sin will cut
+him off; and if he continues to profess as I did, he is a hypocrite in
+God's sight. 'Come out from among them and be ye separate' is a command
+that every Christian should obey."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XII.
+
+
+THE BEAUTIFUL SECRET.
+
+The mother's talks about her own Christian experience enabled Bessie to
+understand the beautiful secret of salvation--an influence that was to
+beautify her character and to mold her whole subsequent career. Bessie's
+developing mind was able to grasp firmly the golden thread of religious
+truth, which, unraveling from the tangle of sectism, had guided her
+faithful mother into the fulness of divine truth.
+
+Thus it was--
+
+    _In the gentle hush of evening,
+      When the sun sank in the west;
+    When the little bird was nestling
+      In its quiet, sheltered nest;
+    When the stars were brightly shining
+      From the lofty sky above,
+    Bessie learned the lovely secret
+      Of her Savior's perfect love._
+
+    _In the twilight's deep'ning shadows,
+      At her loving mother's feet,
+    Sat she often on a hassock,
+      Hearing words of counsel sweet.
+    Sacred season was this hour
+      To the twain in waiting there,
+    Each the burden of the other
+      Sought to know and ofttimes share.
+
+    As the loving mother listened
+      To the record of the day,
+    To the questions of her daughter--
+      Spoken oft in childish way,
+    She in tenderness instructed
+      With the wisdom of the Lord,
+    Gained by prayer and careful study
+      Of his precious, holy Word.
+
+    There the character was strengthened;
+      Bessie's heart was made to feel
+    Greater love for her Creator,
+      For his work a deeper zeal.
+    And she saw God's plan for pardon,
+      To the feet of Jesus came,
+    And was able, like her mother,
+      Full salvation then to claim._
+
+    _Ah! fond mother, learn the secret
+      That will win thy children dear;
+    Draw them gently to thy bosom,
+      Ever seek their hearts to cheer.
+    From thy home exclude all worry,
+      Fretful cares, and sad'ning gloom;
+    But God's sunshine bid a welcome,
+      Let it shine in ev'ry room_.
+
+    _As a spring within a desert,
+      Thou mayst water each plant small;
+    But the plant itself must blossom--
+      Thou canst tend it, that is all.
+    Tiny human plants will flourish
+      In an atmosphere like this,
+    And will yield good, fruitful blossoms
+      That will bring true happiness_.
+
+    _Children always thirst for knowledge,
+      And ere long 'tis surely gained;
+    If not from a faithful mother,
+      'Tis from evil source obtained.
+    Blameless never is the mother
+      Who will not the trouble take
+    To instruct her precious children,
+      Close companions of them make_.
+
+    _Like a florist wise and zealous,
+      Guard thou well each blossom fair,
+    Lest the perfume and the sweetness
+      Vanish for the lack of care.
+    Choose thou then some place at even
+      When the daily toils are done,
+    Where life's many cares and blessings
+      May be numbered one by one.
+
+    God will give thee wisdom, mother,
+      To supply thine ev'ry need,
+    As thou givest wholesome knowledge,
+      When the childish voices plead.
+    Their young minds, so pure, unfolding,
+      Will reveal the secret fair
+    That will prove how great the value
+      Of a mother's love and pray'r._
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIII.
+
+
+BLESSING AND TRIAL.
+
+Now that Bessie had learned the secret of a Christian life, she longed
+to see others enjoying the love of God. She felt the greatest burden for
+her father. Oh, if she could see him enjoying salvation! She often
+poured out her desire in prayer, with childlike trust and confidence.
+God heard her prayers.
+
+One morning as she was passing the barn on her way to school, she heard
+some strange sounds. Peering through a window, she beheld a sight that
+made her wonder if she saw aright. There stood her beloved father, great
+tears streaming from his eyes, his countenance beaming with heavenly
+peace and joy, and praises to God pouring from his lips. What did it
+mean? In a weak voice she said, "Papa dear, what is the matter!"
+
+Turning he exclaimed: "Oh, Bessie, God has saved me! I am so happy! Run
+quick and tell your mother!" Bessie ran to the house to tell the glad
+news, but her father was there nearly as soon, saying, "Oh, I'm saved!
+You're right, wife. I know now that you're right, and I see things just
+as you do! I'm so happy and feel so different. Oh, help me to praise the
+dear Lord."
+
+Let us leave them in their happiness and follow Bessie to school. Her
+father's words rang as sweet music in her ears. How good the dear Lord
+was to answer her in her father's behalf! She felt that no good thing
+would be withheld from them that walk uprightly. But Bessie was soon to
+meet a severe and unexpected trial.
+
+Her mother had made her a school-dress. Though neat and pretty, it was
+of a material commonly used for men's shirts. Bessie knew this, but
+thought nothing of it until some of her schoolmates gathered round her
+at recess and said, "O girls, Bessie has a new dress like her father's
+shirt." Another said, "Perhaps it is his shirt." The remarks were
+certainly unkind, and Bessie felt them keenly; but she laughed and said,
+"Yes; I know it." Nothing more was said. But oh, that dress! How she
+disliked to wear it! At times she could hardly start to school with it
+on; but then she would think, "I know Mama thought it was pretty when
+she got it for me; and I thought it was nice until the girls made those
+remarks. I will try to like it for Mama's sake."
+
+With such thoughts in her mind she returned home from school one
+evening. When she reached the house, she saw that no one was at home;
+but, knowing where the key was kept, she easily gained admittance.
+Finding herself alone in the house, she thought: "Now is the time to
+learn to like my dress, and I'm going to do it. Mother shall not know
+how I have felt about it." She hastened into the parlor and stood before
+a large mirror.
+
+Now, Bessie knew that she did not have a pretty face, and she had gained
+the victory over that; but she did want to feel that her clothes looked
+well on her, and that was the battle she meant to fight that evening. As
+she slowly turned from side to side viewing herself intently, she liked
+the dress better and better. At last she thought it very pretty and
+becoming, and she knelt down and thanked God for giving it to her. As
+she changed it for her work-dress, she wondered why she had allowed the
+children's remarks to affect her so much and had not appreciated the
+dress more. No more remarks were ever made about the dress, and Bessie
+continued to admire it until it was worn out. No one but herself and the
+Lord knew of the struggle through which she passed.
+
+Through the trial concerning the dress, Bessie learned several valuable
+lessons: first, the less notice one takes of unkindness, the better;
+second, God's grace can keep in time of temptation; third, one should
+not murmur because of persecution; and, last, and best of all, God
+usually gives his children some great blessing before a severe trial,
+and the close relationship between the two makes them almost one in
+effect. She could now say with real appreciation:
+
+    _A little trial often tries,
+    But proves a blessing in disguise.
+    Just as the rough rock holds the gem,
+    The trial holds my diadem_.
+
+But a still greater trial was awaiting her. Bessie had a thirst for
+knowledge. She was doing well in school and wanted to do better. Instead
+of taking exercise during the daily intermissions, she often spent them
+in hard study. Her system, naturally frail, could not stand the strain.
+She contracted a fever and for three months despaired of life. In the
+third month dropsy of the chest set in; and, on account of smothering
+spells, she had to be bolstered up in bed with pillows.
+
+One day as Mrs. Worthington stood beside her child she felt that God
+wanted to heal her. Kneeling beside the bed, she prayed, "Dear Lord,
+heal my child, and grant that she may be spared to work for thee." From
+that time Bessie began to improve. She had no more smothering spells,
+and before long she was well and strong.
+
+Bessie found a blessing even in this trial. She saw that, had she been
+able to push ahead as she had desired, she might have lost sight of
+Jesus, and she now understood that her Savior cared for her body as well
+as for her soul.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIV.
+
+
+THE SURPRISE PARTY.
+
+As soon as Bessie was strong enough to go out, she was invited to stay
+all night with a friend. She supposed she was to be the only guest, but
+found that a surprise had been planned for her. A goodly number of her
+friends and schoolmates were present.
+
+The young folks spent a few hours very pleasantly in playing games, and
+Bessie enjoyed that part of the evening very much. But late in the
+evening some one proposed dancing, and the boys began to choose their
+partners. A very strange feeling came over Bessie when some one asked
+her to dance. She shook her head and said, "No; I do not know how to
+dance." Several urged her to try, but she said, "No; I would rather
+not."
+
+She was the only one that did not dance. As she sat watching the others,
+she wondered if it were right for boys and girls to act as these were
+acting. She had never heard that it is wrong to dance, but it did not
+look or seem right to her. She decided that on reaching home she would
+ask her mother.
+
+When Bessie got home the next morning, her mother asked, "Well, dear,
+did you have a good time?"
+
+"Oh, yes," answered Bessie; "most of the time I did." Then she told
+about the surprise party and about all that had happened, and concluded
+by asking, "Mama, is it right to dance?"
+
+"I have been thinking for a long time, Bessie, that I ought to have a
+talk with you about dancing and tell you of some of the evils to which
+it leads," answered her mother. "Dancing is an amusement that many girls
+consider very attractive. When asked why they think so, they hardly know
+what to answer, but generally speak of the music and the graceful
+motions."
+
+"Oh, Mama, the motions they made at the party last night were anything
+but graceful. I know you wouldn't have allowed me to do as they did,
+and I don't want to. It wasn't modest. I never want to go to a dance
+again."
+
+"I'm so glad, Bessie, you feel as you do about dancing; but, dear, to
+those who learn, there is something very fascinating about it. Some
+girls have said they would rather dance than eat; and, with a great
+many, I believe it is true.
+
+"Men of low character and of evil inclinations regard the dance-hall as
+a favorable place to betray unsuspecting girls and frequent it for that
+very purpose. Their victims are usually the sweetest and most trusting
+girls. Their beauty attracts undesirable attention, and their ignorance
+makes them an easy prey. O Bessie, there are so many unprincipled men in
+the world who love to win and betray the confidence of young innocent
+girls.
+
+"Philosophers tell us that 'perfect happiness comes only from a pleasure
+attractive to our moral nature in its purity and perfection. If we
+delight in pleasures of the other sort, our moral natures are degraded.'
+
+"You have noticed the immodest positions taken by those who dance, and
+you feel a deep sense of shame for them. Should you try to partake of
+their pleasure, your moral nature would be degraded, and you would in
+time lose that sense of shame and be as eager for the pleasure as any of
+the others. Thus yielding, one step at a time, you would cease to look
+upon the dance as immodest and would find real enjoyment in it, and
+perhaps would be led into greater sin. It is in this way that many girls
+lose their virtue. Then they are shunned by their old associates, who
+are really but a step higher in morality. Forsaken by friends, hopeless
+as to their future, deserted even by those who wrought their downfall,
+these poor girls sink lower and lower, and lead lives of shame and
+misery.
+
+"No spiritual-minded person will take part in worldly amusements, for he
+can not enjoy them. Christians who indulge in dancing turn away from
+God and seek fellowship with the world. Such are sure to lose the grace
+of God from their hearts."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XV.
+
+
+LEROY'S HEALING.
+
+Bessie's little brother, Leroy, now past five years of age, was far from
+being rugged. Though he had a full, round face and a large head, his
+body was emaciated and did not develop properly. He could go only a few
+steps without falling. He had fainting spells, which gradually increased
+in frequency and duration.
+
+Many times as Mrs. Worthington looked at her poor little boy, she lifted
+her heart to God in earnest prayer to know his will concerning the
+child. Many friends remarked that she would never be able to bring him
+up; but she knew that, if for the best, God could heal the child and
+give him right development.
+
+At last his illness became very serious. One night his head was burning
+with fever, while his body was cold and clammy. It seemed but a question
+of time until he would pass away.
+
+As Mrs. Worthington looked at her child, she remembered the words,
+"Man's extremity is God's opportunity," and "The prayer of faith shall
+save the sick." She wondered why God had brought them to her mind. She
+began to ask herself: "Do I believe that God can heal that child? If it
+is God's will to take him, can I submit?" To the first question she
+answered, "Yes; God made him," and to the second, "Thy will be done, O
+God." Then she breathed an earnest prayer for his healing. The sweet
+assurance came that her prayer was answered; that the child would grow
+well and strong. She felt that she could lie down by his side and trust
+him in the hands of the One who gave him.
+
+She placed a wet cloth on his head, lay down by his side, and knew no
+more until the next morning. Both slept soundly. When she awoke, she
+saw that the child was breathing naturally and that the fever was
+entirely gone. Then she fully realized that God had healed him. With a
+grateful heart she thanked the Lord for his tender love. It was indeed
+true that Leroy was well. About ten o'clock his mother carried him to
+the lake and, having Bessie to row the boat, gave him a pleasant
+boat-ride. The fever never returned; his head stopped growing; and he
+became a strong, healthy boy. The friends who had thought that he would
+surely die said they could not understand the change that had taken
+place, but Mrs. Worthington understood, and gave God all the praise.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVI.
+
+
+EXPLAINING THE DIVINE LIFE.
+
+After Bessie's conversion Mrs. Worthington's talks to her were often on
+the subject of the divine life within--how to care for it and nourish
+it, so that it might not die nor become blighted. She sometimes compared
+the young Christian's experience to that of a new-born babe. "You know,"
+said she, "the little one must be carefully fed, and tenderly guarded
+against everything harmful. Even a slight breeze blowing upon its little
+body, if unprotected, might result in death. But as the child grows
+older and stronger, it gradually becomes accustomed to the rude elements
+about it and can, with comparative safety, be brought in contact with
+them. The Christ life, new-born in the human heart, is just as sensitive
+and needs the same tender care. Guard it carefully, Bessie. It must be
+constantly nourished by prayer and the Word of God. Seek to become
+established by the grace of sanctification; then you will be better
+able to meet temptation and persecution. Christ is your shepherd, and he
+wants to lead you, his lamb, into green pastures and beside still
+waters.
+
+"A person may profess to be a Christian, Bessie; but unless he has a
+change of heart and affections, he is what the Bible terms a wolf in
+sheep's clothing, and not one of the gentle lambs of the Savior's fold.
+The profession does not amount to anything when the heart is full of
+envy, hatred, jealousy, love of self, and a drawing toward the world. A
+person with a profession only, may appear for a time to be quite
+lamb-like; but sooner or later the old nature will manifest itself, for
+it can not be hidden long."
+
+"I think, Mama," said Bessie, "I understand you--but you spoke of the
+experience of sanctification; please tell me what that means."
+
+As briefly as possible, the mother explained that the second cleansing
+of the heart takes away that evil nature which causes man to want to
+disobey God.
+
+Not long after this talk Bessie had an experience in school that helped
+her to comprehend her mother's words. To be put back in her studies was
+hard, but to have to give up her old teacher, to whom she was strongly
+attached, was harder still. Her regret on the latter account, however,
+was of short duration; for her new teacher was even more lovable than
+the old one, and, best of all, she was a Christian. She and Bessie not
+only got along well, but became warm friends and enjoyed sweet
+fellowship in the Spirit. One day, however, something happened that
+severely tested their love, but, in the end, only deepened it.
+
+Bessie's seatmate, a girl named Nora, about Bessie's own age, was very
+mischievous. She did so many things deserving punishment that the
+teacher was often perplexed to know what course to take with her. Some
+one has said that "misery likes company." This was certainly true of
+Nora. She knew that the teacher and Bessie were good friends, and she
+longed to see Bessie get into trouble and receive some punishment.
+Knowing that Bessie tried hard to obey the rules of the school, Nora saw
+that she should have to lay some cunning plan or she should not realize
+her wish. She began to watch for an opportunity.
+
+A streamlet ran past the schoolhouse. While Bessie and Nora were playing
+near it one day, Bessie fell down in some mud. Just as she fell, the
+school-bell rang and they had to hurry back to their lessons. Fearing
+that some of the mud might have splattered on her face, Bessie asked if
+her face was clean. Nora answered quickly, "Oh yes; do hurry up." Nora
+felt that her chance had come, and she made up her mind to get her
+seatmate into trouble, if possible. Hurrying into the schoolroom, she
+whispered to one of the boys, telling him to ask Bessie as she passed
+what was the matter with her face, but to say nothing more. When Bessie
+came down the aisle, she saw this boy looking at her with an amused
+expression, and gave him close attention. As she passed him, he
+whispered, "Bessie, what is the matter with your face?" and then turned
+quickly away. Fully convinced that her face was dirty, Bessie sat down
+very much ashamed. Nora knew how her seatmate would feel and prepared
+herself for the question that she was sure would be asked. As it was
+time for the writing-lesson, she stuck her finger in inks of different
+colors; and, when Bessie asked where her face was dirty, she quickly
+pointed out the places, each time leaving a large spot of ink. Bessie,
+wholly unconscious of the ink-spots on her face, thought what a dreadful
+sight she must be, and asked permission of the teacher to wash. When the
+teacher turned, she saw, not mud, but ugly ink-spots. Supposing that
+Bessie had put them there, she shook her head. Her surprise was great.
+She felt that she ought to do something about it; but, being undecided,
+she turned away.
+
+Bessie became much worried; for many eyes were turned upon her, and some
+of the pupils were laughing. She wanted to hide, but could not, and kept
+wondering why a little mud should cause so much amusement. One girl,
+Anna, tried secretly to pass her a wet handkerchief, but this Nora
+quickly caught from her and hid. Poor Bessie was now ready to cry, and
+again asked permission to wash her face; but her teacher answered, "No;
+you must go to writing."
+
+Bessie naturally had a high temper and was inclined to be stubborn when
+she felt that she was being imposed upon; but she had always held her
+temper in subjection, as she knew it to be wrong to give way to anger.
+On this occasion, however, it seemed impossible to control herself. When
+the teacher said, "Go to writing," Bessie obeyed; but she was so angry
+that she hardly knew what she was doing. Suddenly she thought, "If I
+daub a lot of ink on my face, perhaps she will let me wash"; and she
+rubbed some on with her finger. But alas! this did not work as she had
+expected. The teacher saw her put it on and concluded that she had put
+the other on also; so she said, "Bessie, you may go and sit in my
+chair." As she said this, all the stubbornness in Bessie's nature arose.
+She did not move; and when the teacher said sternly, "Are you going to
+obey?" she shook her head and caught hold of the seat. At this moment
+Nora whispered, "If that were me, she'd make me go." The teacher heard
+the words and looked first at Nora and then at Bessie. She hesitated for
+a moment, then walked over to Bessie, took her by the shoulders and
+jerked her from the seat, and then dragged her up to the chair and set
+her down, telling her to study. "I have no book," retorted Bessie. The
+teacher ordered one brought, and, leaving her, went to her other duties.
+
+What a moment for Bessie! Too angry to study, she sat there thinking of
+the dreadful scene she had created. Her heart burned with shame. Oh!
+what could she do?
+
+Anna, the girl who had tried to hand her the wet handkerchief, had
+noticed all of Nora's actions and had determined to help Bessie, if
+possible. On pretext of looking up a word in the dictionary, Anna went
+forward, laid a wet rag where Bessie could reach it, and returned to her
+seat. Bessie eagerly took the rag and rubbed her face. She was surprised
+to see the different colors of ink appear upon it. How they came to be
+there she did not know; but she did not think about them long, for
+something far worse began to trouble her. She knew that she had lost the
+grace of God out of her heart. Oh, how wretched she felt! Would God
+forgive her again? Yes; she knew he would; for she had read that, "The
+Lord is nigh unto them that are of a broken heart, and saveth such as be
+of a contrite spirit." This thought was a great comfort to her. But, oh!
+what about her teacher? How could her teacher ever love and respect her
+again? She would ask her pardon as soon as possible, but would she
+forgive her?
+
+It was not long until the teacher went to her desk for something, but
+she took no notice of Bessie. Beaching out very timidly, Bessie touched
+her and said, "O Miss Harrington, won't you please forgive me?" But the
+teacher pretended not to hear her, and turned quickly away. The next
+thought was, "What will Mama think and say? Oh, if only she did not have
+to know about it!" With these thoughts coursing through her mind, Bessie
+was unable to study; and by the time school closed, she was in great
+distress.
+
+After closing the school, the teacher paid no attention to Bessie for
+some time; but when she had finished her evening duties and all the
+pupils except Nora, Anna, and Bessie had left the building, she turned
+to Bessie, fell upon her knees, and threw both arms around her. Bessie
+sobbed, "Oh, please forgive me! please forgive me!" For some time the
+teacher made no reply, and Nora muttered, "Catch me asking her
+forgiveness!" At last the teacher, looking up through tearful eyes,
+said, "Bessie dear, it is you who must forgive me. I should have been a
+better example to you this afternoon. Let us pray." Then two sad hearts
+were lifted to God in humble, earnest prayer that he would forgive them
+for Jesus' sake. God heard their prayers, gave back the sweet peace that
+they had lost out of their souls, and bound their hearts together in
+Christian love and fellowship.
+
+Nora went her way, provoked with her seatmate and angry because the joke
+had not worked quite as she had expected. Anna, slipping her arm through
+Bessie's walked home with her and told her all that Nora had done.
+Bessie was surprised. She understood why things had taken the course
+they had; but, knowing it was really Satan, who had been trying to
+overthrow her own soul, she did not censure her seatmate.
+
+Her only thought now was of how sad her mother would feel. Bessie
+decided that the occurrence was too dreadful to tell her about and that
+she would keep it a secret. This was her decision until she saw her
+mother coming down the walk to meet her. Having always told her mother
+everything, Bessie did not know how it would seem to keep a secret from
+her; so when they met, she forgot all about her decision and began at
+once to tell her mother all that had happened.
+
+Mrs. Worthington listened very carefully to Bessie's story and then
+said: "Bessie, I am so glad you have told me all this yourself, and have
+held nothing back nor blamed Nora. God will take care of the matter, and
+I believe that your lesson is a lasting one. And now, my child; you can
+see your great need of sanctification. Had that ugliness and
+stubbornness been taken out of your heart, you would have been spared
+much suffering. I trust that you will earnestly seek and obtain this
+grace."
+
+It was well that Bessie told her mother everything, for Nora did all in
+her power to circulate the story and to make it as bad as possible.
+Nora's mother, thinking it best to tell Mrs. Worthington about Bessie's
+misbehavior, made a special call at the Worthington home for that
+purpose. Bessie's mother listened to what her neighbor's story was and
+then smilingly replied, "Yes, I know all about it; Bessie told me before
+she reached home. I am so glad that I have the confidence of my child.
+We are companions; I love her company, and she loves mine." These words
+sounded strange to the visitor. She could not understand. "It seems
+strange," said she, "that Bessie loves to stay at home and to be with
+you so much. Doesn't she ever get lonesome? Nora is restless and tired
+when she has to stay at home, and says I am too old for her."
+
+Ah! here was the secret of the difference between the two girls. One
+mother had allowed her daughter to choose her own company and had not
+inquired into their plays and talks; whereas the other knew the secrets
+of her child's heart and could advise and instruct her in any matter.
+Between Bessie and her mother there was a tie of which Nora and her
+mother knew nothing. "Train up a child in the way he should go: and when
+he is old he will not depart from it." Prov. 22:6.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVII.
+
+
+TEMPTATIONS.
+
+At Christmas time Bessie received the following letter from one of her
+friends:
+
+     Dear Bessie:
+
+     I have long wondered what to send you as a Christmas gift,
+     and it seemed a hard problem to solve. I fear you will
+     wonder at what I am sending; but, knowing that you are
+     nearly thirteen years old and must be growing very fast, I
+     have decided to send you a corset. I hope you will like and
+     appreciate it enough to wear it.
+
+     Lovingly your friend,
+
+     Lizzie.
+
+On receiving the package, Bessie looked at the corset and said, "Mama,
+shall I wear it?"
+
+Mrs. Worthington looked anxiously at her daughter; for she knew that
+Bessie would have strong temptations along this line, as she did not
+have a pretty form, and was growing rapidly. She had hoped, however,
+that the subject would not be mentioned for some time. Silently she
+breathed a little prayer for wisdom to answer the question, and then
+said:
+
+"Bessie, God used great wisdom in forming your body. He knew just what
+shape it would have to be in order to perform its natural functions. Do
+you think it would be proper to try to change it? Do you wonder why
+something snug around your waist could be harmful? Listen, dear, and I
+will tell you. Let us take the corset and examine it. It certainly looks
+very innocent and pretty, but just see how stiff it is. These steel ribs
+and this whalebone make it more like a piece of harness than anything
+else I can think of. When worn about the waist, it produces pressure
+upon the vital organs and thus deforms the body. These long strings at
+the back are often drawn so tightly as to cause the misplacement and
+derangement of those organs whose functions are most necessary to health
+and happiness. As a consequence, many a woman has to suffer long years
+of torture.
+
+"Many women say they don't wear the corset tight, and think, therefore,
+that no harm results; but, let one of them put a snug-fitting bandage on
+any other part of the body, and she will see how quickly the muscles of
+that part will weaken and decrease in size. Should a young woman who has
+never worn a corset attempt to wear one about her waist as loosely as
+they are ever worn, she would, if honest with herself, cast it aside as
+an abominable thing.
+
+"The reason why Lizzie wants you to begin wearing a corset while you're
+young is that, if you'll bind your waist before you've reached your full
+growth, your waist will never attain the size it would have attained
+under natural conditions. In other words, you would be deformed."
+
+"I don't think I shall ever wear it, Mama, if that's the effect it has
+upon the body. If God takes such particular care of us that he numbers
+our very hairs, he must be very much grieved to see any one put a corset
+about her waist."
+
+"I'm glad for your decision, my child, but you'll soon meet greater
+temptations. Some mothers don't think it worth while to warn their girls
+of the dangers that threaten them in regard to love and marriage; but I
+want to see you, Bessie, fully prepared, so that you may safely pass
+this dangerous period.
+
+"Most girls at your age have some strange idea regarding love. In the
+schoolroom, perhaps, a girl notices some particular boy who has a
+winning way. At first she simply thinks he is nice; is glad to see him
+promoted, receive honor, etc. Gradually her mind becomes filled with
+queries concerning his opinion of her. She dares not own that she loves
+to appear well in his eyes, but it is true nevertheless. During his
+absence she misses him, and upon his return her heart beats with
+emotion. If he pays her little attentions, she dwells upon them until
+she becomes eager for them. Her playmates notice a change in her, for
+she can no longer hide her feelings. She blushes when mention is made
+of her preference for him. The couple seek to be together as much as
+possible, and are soon meeting together secretly. When reproved, they
+may promise not to let the thing happen again, only to repeat it in a
+short time. The secrecy of these meetings make them more enjoyable, and
+their length and frequency are unconsciously increased.
+
+"Satan, who is never asleep upon such occasions, makes reproof his
+companion to push them forward. Friendly warnings are unheeded; and if
+force be used to prevent the meetings, the couple may think of eloping.
+They may not have thought of marriage until this time; but when the girl
+realizes what she has done, she consents to the hasty marriage. Such
+marriages, Bessie, seldom result happily.
+
+"The place to stop was at the beginning. She should have gained control
+of her wandering affections. Young girls who lavish their love upon boys
+of their own age or older lose relish for other things, and their minds
+become dwarfed and weakened by being taxed with thoughts that are not
+fit for them to consider at so early an age.
+
+"It is all right to form in your mind an ideal for your affections, if
+you don't have in mind some particular person; but your common sense
+should be your guide. Two rowboats passing each other upon the water are
+all right as long as they are far enough apart; but let these boats
+drift or be guided too close together, and there is great danger of a
+collision. Your affections are to you what the rudder is to the boat,
+and reason is your pilot. They will guide you aright if you will let
+them."
+
+"Mama," said Bessie, "there's a girl in our school, only a few months
+older than I, that says she is to be married in a short time. The man
+she's to marry is nearly twice as old as she is, too. We told her that
+she ought to wait until she wore long dresses before she talked about
+getting married. Don't you think that is dreadful?"
+
+"Yes, dear, it is. No girl should ever be married while she is so
+young."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVIII.
+
+
+ANSWERS TO PRAYER.
+
+During the summer Bessie's cousin John and a boy friend came to visit
+her. They spent many pleasant hours on the lake. One day while they were
+about two miles from home, a fierce storm arose. They noticed the sky
+growing dark and tried very hard to reach home; but, when still some
+distance from the shore, they could see that instead of making any
+headway they were drifting before the wind.
+
+It was a serious moment. As the great waves dashed up over them, each
+adding to the amount of water in the boat, Bessie looked first at her
+cousin toiling away at the oars, the great drops of perspiration
+coursing down his face, then at their friend nearly wild with terror,
+and then at the western sky. "John," said she to her cousin, "I believe
+that's rain coming toward us." Until then the boy, who was a little
+older than Bessie, had been brave; but as he turned to look, his face
+blanched with terror, and he said, "Bessie, if that is rain, it will
+certainly sink our boat; for, see, it is nearly half full of water now."
+
+The situation was certainly critical, but Bessie felt that it was not
+the time to despair. She remembered that in olden times Jesus had calmed
+the sea. Believing that he could still do the same, she prayed for help
+from heaven. Then, encouraging her cousin to do his best, she, assisted
+by their friend, began to bale out the water as rapidly as they could.
+In a few moments the great drops of rain were dashing down upon them.
+Without speaking, all kept at their work for what seemed to them an
+hour, but which was really but a short time. Suddenly it ceased raining;
+and, looking about them, they saw that the lake was perfectly
+quiet--not a ripple could be seen. With trembling voice Bessie said,
+"John, God must have sent the rain to quiet the water, for I asked him
+to help us." It was a very wet but thankful crowd that reached home that
+night.
+
+In the spring that Bessie was fourteen years old, her father sold the
+beautiful home where she had spent so many happy days, and bought a
+tract of land in a dense wood farther up the lake. On account of the
+dense forest, the place appeared very dismal. As the purchaser of their
+old home wanted possession as soon as possible, Mr. Worthington had time
+to build only a barn before removing his family. In this building they
+lived during the first summer. Though these circumstances were
+discouraging, the Worthingtons tried hard to be brave. By fall a house
+was ready for them.
+
+Many good things were lacking in this new forest home; but God knew
+this, and he put it into the hearts of friends and neighbors to supply
+the family with fruit and vegetables and also chickens. So generously
+were these supplied that there was no lack.
+
+During the winter following much wood was cut, hauled, and piled out
+along the roadside in front of the house; but still there was standing
+timber nearly everywhere one might look, and to the south and west it
+extended for many miles.
+
+The next summer Bessie learned how dangerous an enemy a large forest
+could become. There was so little rain during the hot months that things
+became dry and brittle. One day she heard the cry of "Fire! Fire!"
+Looking away to the southwest, she beheld a sight that made her feel
+faint with fear. The woods were ablaze, and the fire was coming directly
+toward her home.
+
+Her father came to her, explained their danger, told her to warn her
+mother and then to do all she could to put out any sparks that might
+fall around the woodpiles, house, or barn. This said, he hastened to
+join the men in their desperate battle with the fire. When Bessie
+entered the house, she saw her mother weeping over her little baby, who
+had been born during the winter months and who had known nothing but
+sickness and suffering. When Mrs. Worthington heard the news, she
+continued to weep, and said, "Well, dear, do all you can to put out the
+sparks; for I think your little brother is dying, and I can not leave
+him."
+
+By much hard work, the fire was held in check until evening. Bessie made
+her rounds with a pail of water and a dipper until her eyes became so
+painful on account of the smoke and heat that she was forced to lie down
+on the ground until they quit hurting. As soon as possible, however, she
+returned to her task, informing her mother frequently of the progress of
+the fire.
+
+At last word came that nothing more could be done; that the house could
+not be saved. Seeing that further effort was useless and that each
+moment increased the danger of their own lives, the men left off
+fighting the fire, in order to save themselves and to help, if possible,
+the Worthington family. They soon reached the house. The next question
+was, where to go. The lake seemed to be the nearest place of safety.
+Confusion was everywhere, but through it all Mrs. Worthington sat
+quietly holding her dying baby.
+
+"O Mama," said Bessie, "aren't you going with the rest?"
+
+"No," answered her mother positively; "I shall remain right here with my
+dying child. I can not move him now and add to his suffering. I know
+that God can take care of me here as well as anywhere else. Why, Bessie,
+where is your faith? God can yet send rain and put out the fire."
+
+"Oh! but if God doesn't send rain, you will burn up; for the fire is
+almost here," cried Bessie. "Do come as far from the house as you can,
+won't you?"
+
+"No, Bessie, I told you, no. I shall sit just where I am," answered Mrs.
+Worthington; and Bessie knew that it would be useless to press the
+matter further.
+
+With throbbing heart Bessie ran to her room, which was already getting
+hot from the fire: she fell upon her knees by the window where she could
+see the flames leaping from tree to tree, and began to call mightily
+upon God. "O God!" she prayed, "do send rain or change the wind." After
+repeating this prayer several times, she noticed some large drops of
+water upon the window pane. She knew what it meant: once before God had
+sent rain to help her in time of danger. Hastening down stairs, she
+said, "Mama, it's raining." "Thank God!" said Mrs. Worthington, "I knew
+he wouldn't let baby and me burn up."
+
+By that time the rain was pouring down; the wind had ceased; and the
+danger was over. The rain did not put out the fire, but so checked it
+that, by hard work, it could be kept under control until it died out.
+
+Little Clement lived only a short time after the fire; but just before
+he died, he looked into his weeping mother's face and smiled three
+times. As he had never smiled before, Mrs. Worthington always thought
+that God took that way to encourage her heart.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIX.
+
+
+LOST IN THE WOODS.
+
+As Leroy was too young to drive the cows home in the evening, Bessie
+enjoyed many a long walk in search of them. One evening she had some
+difficulty in finding them. It was one of those evenings when everything
+is quiet and sound travels a long distance. After listening carefully
+for the tinkling of the cow-bells, Bessie was bewildered, for she could
+seemingly hear them in every direction. At last, thinking she had
+located the sound, she set out in that direction. When she had walked
+about two miles, she stopped to listen again. The bells were still
+tinkling, but they seemed to be just as far away. She knew, though, that
+the cows sometimes went a long distance. She had been following the
+road, but thinking the sound came from the woods, she started off in
+that direction. She saw that the sun was just going down behind the
+trees; that she was on an unfamiliar path, and was getting farther and
+farther from home. But she must get the cows, and on she went, stopping
+now and then to locate the sound of the bells.
+
+She suddenly found herself standing upon a point of land where a deep,
+wide ravine extended on either side. The distance across the ravine she
+could not see on account of the shadow and the trees. What should she
+do? A few minutes previously she had thought about its being late, but
+had hoped to find the cows and to make them guide her home. This hope
+failing, she did not know what to do. The bells were still tinkling
+ahead of her; but she did not dare to try to cross the ravine in the
+darkness, now fast gathering around her, and how could she return
+through those dense woods! She thought of calling for help, but as
+quickly realized how useless the effort would be, since there were no
+houses near.
+
+As she stood wondering what to do, these words from a psalm she had
+committed to memory a short time before, came to her mind: "If I say,
+Surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light about
+me. Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee; but the night shineth as the
+day; the darkness and the light are both alike to thee." Two more
+precious promises came to her mind: "I will guide thee with mine eye"
+and "He leadeth me beside still waters." Oh, what encouragement those
+words were to Bessie! Surely God would guide her home. With a thankful
+heart, Bessie started to return. As she had passed through several
+clearings in her search for the cows, she had no little difficulty in
+finding her way; but the moon rose early and gave her considerable
+light, and as she neared home, she began to recognize some familiar
+objects.
+
+But, in the meantime, how were her parents feeling? The cows returned
+early and were milked. Mrs. Worthington wondered why Bessie did not come
+with them, but thought she might have been delayed and would come soon.
+She prepared supper; but when she got it ready, Bessie was still absent.
+
+"What can be keeping Bessie tonight?" Mrs. Worthington said anxiously to
+her husband. "She should have come home an hour ago."
+
+"Oh, I suppose she has stopped somewhere to play," said Mr. Worthington
+carelessly.
+
+"No; I don't think so," replied his wife. "Bessie always tries to be
+prompt, and I'm afraid something has happened. If she doesn't come soon,
+you had better go to look for her."
+
+"Well, wait until dark," said Mr. Worthington; "and, if she isn't here
+then, I'll get some men and we'll search in different directions. Did
+you notice which way she went!"
+
+"No," answered his wife, "but I think she went east."
+
+At dark Mr. Worthington started out with the searching party. Mrs.
+Worthington tried not to worry; but when nine o'clock passed and
+half-past nine came, she felt a great anxiety creeping into her heart.
+Many times she offered an earnest prayer for Bessie's protection. After
+putting Leroy to bed she stationed herself in front of the house to
+watch.
+
+About ten o'clock some one returned to say that he could find no trace
+of Bessie.
+
+With straining eyes, Mrs. Worthington looked in the direction in which
+Bessie had gone, and at last thought that she could see some one
+approaching. As the figure drew nearer, she could see that it was her
+child, and with a glad cry ran to meet her. "O Bessie," cried the
+mother, "what has happened to detain you? Your father and a company of
+men are out searching the woods for you. Dear child, where have you
+been?"
+
+Bessie was very tired and hungry; but she related all that had happened
+and said: "I'm sorry I couldn't go farther; for I believe the cows were
+just a short distance beyond the point where I turned back. But I did
+not dare to cross the swampy place and go into the woods on the other
+side."
+
+"Why, the cows have been home a long, long time, Bessie; and that is
+what had made your delay seem so strange," said her mother. "But were
+you not afraid, dear, when you found that you were so far from home!"
+
+Bessie explained how she had felt and how the Lord had encouraged her
+and helped her to be brave.
+
+"What time was that?" asked her mother; and when she learned, she said,
+"Bessie, that was when I was so earnestly praying for you. Surely our
+God is a mighty God and one who is ever faithful."
+
+When the searching party returned, they were all glad to know that
+Bessie was safe at home.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XX.
+
+
+NOVEL-READING.
+
+As Bessie approached her sixteenth year, Mrs. Worthington became very
+anxious about her. The mother thought that she could notice a change in
+her daughter's actions and disposition. Instead of being confiding and
+happy, she seemed listless, forgetful, and nervous. At first the mother
+could not understand this change; but by close observation she found
+that her daughter was indulging in light reading.
+
+Some magazines and weekly papers containing continued love-stories had
+found their way into the Worthington home. At first they were not
+attractive to Bessie. She would merely glance through the pages; but she
+gradually came to overlook the good, substantial reading and to enjoy
+the part that stimulated the romantic and imaginative part of her
+nature. The effect upon her mental and moral powers was much the same
+as that produced upon the digestive organs by rich and stimulating
+foods. Her mind was thus weakened and robbed of its relish for wholesome
+reading. She was ever looking forward for something to excite or satisfy
+her abnormal desire for the romantic or the dreadful.
+
+As soon as Mrs. Worthington realized her daughter's danger, she sought
+an opportunity to instruct her on the dangers of novel-reading. "Some
+effects of novel-reading," said she, "are worse even than those produced
+by dancing. Many novels are hurtful because of the many false ideas
+interwoven in the stories. Some novels attract the pure-minded by their
+morality; but it is unsafe to read them, for the reason I have already
+given you, and because, as with any bad habit, the exciting influences
+must be constantly increased. In this way some persons are deceived and
+drawn into many of Satan's snares.
+
+"In most novels there is much that is good and true; but the immoral,
+the worldly, and the untrue are so interwoven with it that the reader
+unconsciously finds himself taking pleasure in thoughts which, before he
+began reading novels, would have been disgusting. In this way the
+reader's sense of right is lowered and an appetite created--an appetite
+that can not be satisfied; the more it is fed, the more depraved and
+exacting it becomes. Gradually the desire for the romantic increases
+until the novel-reader longs to have a romance of her own. Her sense of
+duty is so blunted and her better judgment so blinded that she often
+agrees to a secret marriage with some one who is wholly unfit to be her
+life companion. It is in this way that many a girl has been deceived and
+led into sin. Many times, too, habits have been formed, from which
+nothing but the grace of God could deliver. In looking back over a
+wasted life, many a person can see that his or her downfall had its
+origin in the first novel.
+
+"My dear child, there are many good books that you will find both
+helpful and interesting, but the Bible should be the pattern of your
+life. Let it be the principal food for your mind and soul. Your time all
+belongs to God, and you should waste none of it in reading unwholesome
+literature."
+
+As Mrs. Worthington finished speaking, she was glad to see a changed
+look in Bessie's face. She knew that God was talking to her daughter;
+and as she arose to go, she said: "Bessie, do not forget from whom you
+may expect strength. I am praying that God will entirely take away the
+unnatural appetite which you have been fostering."
+
+It was not long until Bessie rejoiced in full deliverance from her taste
+for novel-reading, and her interest in her mother's talks returned. As
+they read the Bible together and praised God for the precious truths it
+contained, cherishing them within their hearts as priceless treasures,
+Bessie's understanding seemed to open, and she was able to comprehend
+many of the deep truths of God's Word. The reading of God's Word gave
+her such unbounding joy, such complete spiritual happiness, that nothing
+could compare with it. Its truths, so simple and yet so grand, were at
+once a guide and a reproof to keep her feet from straying from the
+narrow way.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XXI.
+
+
+GLAD TIDINGS.
+
+In a small house about two miles from Bessie's home lived a very old
+lady. She loved the Lord and enjoyed telling of his goodness and of his
+dealings with her. Bessie, who was now about sixteen years of age,
+enjoyed these talks very much.
+
+One day while Bessie and her mother were visiting this aged saint, she
+brought forth a much-worn paper and handed it to Mrs. Worthington,
+saying, "My daughter sent me this paper. You may take it home, if you
+like," she continued; "but I must ask you to return it, as my daughter
+wants it again." As Mrs. Worthington took the paper, Bessie saw at the
+top of the page, in large letters, "The Gospel Trumpet." After reading a
+few minutes Mrs. Worthington exclaimed: "This paper is certainly the
+work of a people who understand the plan of salvation. Things are fully
+explained here that have been plain to me for years--things that I
+dared not mention publicly lest I be thought fanatical."
+
+On their return home Mrs. Worthington said: "It must have been in answer
+to prayer that Sister Moore let me see that paper. I have prayed for
+many years that God would help me to find a people who were not afraid
+to preach his whole Word. I believe we have found them. Who knows but
+this is God's way of starting a series of meetings here. Oh, the
+wonderful God we serve! I shall subscribe for the paper at once and also
+send my poem on sectism to see if they will publish it." The
+subscription was sent, and the poem soon appeared in the paper.
+
+Mrs. Worthington was truly thankful to find that God had others in the
+world who were willing to teach the whole Bible without construing any
+part to suit their own ideas.
+
+It was not long until a testimony appeared from a minister living a few
+miles away; and, agreeably with Mrs. Worthington's request, a series of
+meetings was started in the neighborhood.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XXII.
+
+
+THE MEETINGS.
+
+The news of the good meetings spread rapidly, and the attendance
+constantly increased. The gospel as preached was a new message to the
+people, and yet it was the very same that Jesus and his disciples
+taught. Every point of doctrine presented had a "thus saith the Lord" to
+confirm it.
+
+Many saw that the Bible had been misunderstood and had been misconstrued
+by mankind to prove minor points, while the deep and vital truths had
+been so covered over with prejudice and unbelief that the majority of
+the people were blind to the true meaning of the Word; and that, in
+their confusion, each had gone to the denomination that seemed most
+nearly to correspond to his clouded views. It was also clearly shown
+that there is no way to heaven except the straight and narrow way that
+Jesus taught, and that God's Word is the only true measure of a
+Christian experience.
+
+Mrs. Worthington felt now that her cup of joy was full since she could
+hear the way of salvation and the true church explained from the pulpit
+just as God had revealed them to her. She was also glad that Bessie, who
+was now old enough to understand deep spiritual truths for herself, was
+in perfect harmony and fellowship with her.
+
+About forty souls were saved in the meetings; some gained the experience
+of sanctification; and the Spirit of the Lord worked mightily upon the
+hearts of many others.
+
+Oh, the deep and wonderful love of God! Oh, the richness and fulness of
+his grace! How glorious Bessie now found her walk with God! How
+precious to commune with him and feel that she was growing deeper into
+his love! Truly it was a taste of heaven!
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XXIII.
+
+
+BESSIE SEES HER DUTY.
+
+Among those converted in the meetings was a girl a little younger than
+Bessie. Her name was Cora. Being an orphan and living in the home of an
+infidel uncle, where she had no one to understand or sympathize with her
+views, she often sought Bessie for counsel and advice. The uncle did not
+oppose his niece, but others in his family did.
+
+As time went on, the two girls became anxious to be doing something for
+the Lord. While they were pondering over the matter, a company of
+ministers came to the place to hold another series of meetings. From
+them the girls learned that _The Gospel Trumpet_ was published by
+consecrated labor, that the workers received no stated salary, but that
+they trusted the Lord for their food and clothing.
+
+It seemed a strange story to the girls, but Cora felt that she should
+like to go and help in the work. Though her uncle was not pleased with
+her plan, yet finally, after he had investigated and had found the place
+respectable, he gave his consent. It was several months, however, before
+she expected to leave. Toward the close of this time Bessie began to
+feel some anxiety for her friend, and one day said to her, "Cora, do you
+really want to go to _The Gospel Trumpet_ office to work? Now, if you
+don't want to go, God will not be pleased with your service." "Bessie, I
+have lost all desire to go," Cora answered. "It seems to me that God is
+calling you instead of me. You could be a much greater help than I,
+because you have known and understood this truth all your life."
+
+If Bessie had received a severe blow, it could not have hurt her more.
+Her precious mother! How could she leave her! Many of her cherished
+hopes for the future arose before me. Her plan, to do all she could for
+her mother in her declining years, came up before her; and as she
+thought of it, she became very sad. When the two girls parted at the
+door, Bessie's heart was very heavy; and when she was at last alone, she
+wept bitterly. She remembered that she had consecrated to do anything
+the Lord might require of her, but she did not see how she could do
+this. For many days Bessie bore this heavy burden; and, not being
+strong, she began to fail in health. From appearances, she had a
+malignant form of quick consumption. The course of the disease was
+rapid, and in a few weeks she was not only confined to her bed, but
+seemingly very near death. Mr. Worthington desired to consult a
+physician, but reluctantly heeded to Bessie's earnest entreaties to let
+her trust the Lord. She said to her father, "I know that God would heal
+me, if for the best; and, if not, I would rather die." And she added
+mentally, "I would rather die than to leave home."
+
+Bessie at last became so low that she could not be left alone night or
+day. As her mother sat beside her one day, holding her hand, she said:
+"I believe, dear, that God wants to heal you and use you for himself. I
+feel like asking our elder, Sister Smith, to come and anoint you with
+oil according to Jas. 5:14, 15. I am sure God will heal you."
+
+Sister Smith was brought as soon as possible; but, to Mrs. Worthington's
+surprise, she did not offer to anoint Bessie until the next day. She
+said: "I can not understand this case. There is something here that
+seems very strange. Bessie appears to be perfectly resigned to die, but
+she only answers yes or no to my questions. I shall talk to her again."
+Returning to the bedside, she said, "My dear, if God heals you, are you
+willing to leave your father, mother, and home to preach the
+gospel"--but she got no farther. Bessie, with all the emphasis she
+could command in her weak state, interrupted, "No; I will never preach."
+
+"Ah! there is the point in your consecration that you have not reached,"
+replied Sister Smith. "You must be willing to do anything that will
+bring the most honor to God's name, and to work where he can get the
+most glory out of your service. It may be the Lord will never require
+you to preach; but he wants the willingness on your part, just as much
+as if he wanted to make a minister of you."
+
+It was some time before Bessie could answer; but when she did, it was to
+say that she would do anything, only that she must know that it was God
+who required it.
+
+"God will make you to know that," said Sister Smith; "and now I feel
+that everything is out of the way, and we can ask God to heal you."
+
+As she applied the oil and called earnestly upon God, there seemed to be
+a heavenly atmosphere filling the room. Bessie felt a soothing
+sensation passing through her body; and when the prayer was ended, she
+felt perfectly well, though exceedingly weak. Her strength soon
+returned, however, and it was not long until the Lord told her plainly
+that he wanted her at _The Gospel Trumpet_ office. She remembered her
+consecration and felt willing in her heart to obey; but she shrank from
+telling her parents. For two weeks she endured severe mental suffering.
+She tried to gain sufficient courage to speak to her mother about the
+call, but her tongue refused to form the words. One day while she and
+her mother were in the cosy sitting-room, Mrs. Worthington said,
+"Bessie, I believe that God wants you at _The Gospel Trumpet_ office and
+that he has used Cora's plan and your sickness to show you your duty."
+Looking up through eyes filled with tears, Bessie related all that God
+had revealed to her. A great calm then came into her soul.
+
+But the test was not entirely over. Mr. Worthington must be told,
+and--would he be willing? Embracing the first opportunity, Bessie told
+him her plans and begged his approval upon them; but his reply nearly
+crushed her.
+
+"Bessie," said her father, "if you must leave us, you may go; but I have
+one thing to say and I mean it. If you go, you can never return; for
+your going is heartless indeed. I can not see why you should choose to
+go from your comfortable home and those who love you so dearly, and
+leave your mother, who so much needs your help."
+
+"Father, Father!" exclaimed Bessie, "Oh, don't talk that way! You know
+how much I love you all. You know I never wanted to leave home before;
+and if you won't let me return, what shall I do?"
+
+As she stood there before her father almost broken-hearted, a sweet
+voice whispered, "I will be with thee; be not afraid." The words sounded
+like music in her soul and reminded her of her recent decision to obey
+the Lord at any cost; and she said quietly:
+
+"Well, Father, if you refuse to let me return home, it will have to be
+that way; but I must obey the Lord, and he has called me into his
+service"
+
+"Very well," he answered, "but remember my words," and he left her.
+
+Seeking her mother, Bessie told her of the interview and of her father's
+refusal to allow her to return home. For a moment they stood looking at
+one another; and then, with great tears filling her eyes, her mother
+said:
+
+"Remember the words of Jesus, 'There is no man that hath left house, or
+parents, or brethren, or wife, or children, for the kingdom of God's
+sake, who shall not receive manifold more in this present time, and in
+the world to come life everlasting.' Dear, child, I know your dutiful
+nature, and how you long to obey your parents; but the Bible says to
+obey them in the Lord. When you have to choose whom you will serve, God
+or your parents, you must choose the Lord."
+
+"I will obey God," said Bessie quietly; and she began at once to prepare
+to leave home.
+
+When all was ready and the morning of departure had come, Mr.
+Worthington went out to prepare to take his daughter to the train. He
+had been very silent all the morning, but Bessie's heart was so full
+that she had taken little notice of his behavior. Oh, how she longed for
+his consent for her to return! Her mother gave her every encouraging
+word possible. At last they looked out and saw that the horse was ready.
+As Bessie picked up her last bundle, the door opened, and her father,
+stepping in quickly, caught her in his arms. "O my child," he sobbed,
+"will you forgive me and come back as soon as the Lord will let you? I
+didn't mean what I said; but it is so hard to give you up. If you need
+anything, write to me at once and let me know about it, won't you?" and
+he tenderly kissed her. Bessie's heart was filled with joy, and she
+said that he could expect her home just as soon as the Lord would let
+her come.
+
+"Read 1 Cor. 10:13 and Jas. 1:12 just as soon as you have time, dear,"
+whispered Mrs. Worthington in her daughter's ear as she kissed her again
+before she jumped into the buggy beside her father. Then they drove away
+from the home and the mother that were so dear to Bessie's heart.
+
+Very few words were spoken on the way to town, and after a long ride
+Bessie found herself on the train. It all seemed like a terrible dream;
+but there was a sweet peace and quietness in her soul, and her father's
+loving words rang again and again in her ears.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XXIV.
+
+
+REVERIE.
+
+In the days that followed Bessie's arrival at the _Trumpet_ office, she
+found many ways in which she could help spread the gospel. She found,
+too, that she could preach in a way that was not at all distasteful to
+her; for she could set up many lines of type to be used in printing the
+gospel message in the _Trumpet_, which was carrying light and truth into
+many homes and preaching to hungry souls. But oh, how often she thought
+of the dear ones at home and of how they were missing her!
+
+One evening, when she sought her room and sat down beside the window, as
+she had so often done at home, she began to review her life. As the soft
+shadows gathered slowly about her, she seemed to be at home again close
+beside her mother's knee, listening to her tender, loving words of
+sympathy and advice. Bessie could now see what they had been worth to
+her. They not only had prepared her for a common sphere in life, but had
+given her a thorough understanding of God's great plan of salvation. As
+she recalled her mother's prayers and talks, she realized that, through
+them, she had many times escaped what other girls had ignorantly
+blundered into, and had been spared a great many of the bitter sorrows
+that come into the lives of girls not taught at their mother's knee. In
+her thankfulness, she offered a fervent prayer to her heavenly Father
+that many more earnest, noble, and prayerful mothers might be found to
+guide their children through the critical period of childhood.
+
+After three months Bessie returned home for a short visit with her
+parents. Upon her arrival she not only found a loving and tender
+welcome, but also learned that both her parents had accepted her call as
+from God. After a happy visit of two weeks she returned to her work.
+With the blessing of God upon her labors, we shall here bid her
+good-by.
+
+In conclusion, we wish to say that what she became was principally in
+answer to her faithful mother's prayers. Had she been left--as many
+girls are--without a mother's tender love and confidence, mingled with
+many earnest prayers, she would have fallen into temptations that she
+never knew. She had fully proved the worth of a praying mother.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XXV.
+
+
+A PLEA TO MOTHERS.
+
+Home as God intended it is built upon the corner-stone of virtue and
+prayer. It makes no difference how beautiful the house nor how grand its
+contents, if the mother is a woman who does not care for God or virtue,
+the corner-stone of that home is lacking. Such a home can not stand when
+trial and temptation enter.
+
+A stream never rises above its source, nor a home above the ideals of
+its founders. No matter how humble the home, do not belittle its
+possibilities. Anything so sacred as home can command heaven's choicest
+and best blessings. The humblest cabin may contain that element which
+makes home the shrine of happiness and the temple of peace, and will
+cause it to send forth saints and heroes.
+
+Oh that parents, especially mothers, could realize their influence in
+the home, their power to direct the young minds around them into the
+proper channel! Let us so educate and train the children that they will
+be able to get the greatest good from their natural endowment and that
+they may use it in such a manner as will bring the most glory to God. So
+train them and so live before them in the home that in after-years they
+will say with pleasure: "This precept was always taught me by my
+parents. Father and Mother's holy example has been a priceless
+birthright to me."
+
+This is true parenthood. It should be the ideal in every home. By this I
+mean parents who realize their responsibility and have their children's
+best interest at heart; parents who will sacrifice any pleasure of their
+own for the benefit and happiness of their little ones; parents who will
+not only bid their children a hearty welcome into the world, but will
+care for their future from that moment, and who have the love and
+respect of their entire household.
+
+You may say that parents like these are few and hard to find. True, but
+it is equally so that, with proper knowledge and understanding, many
+would approach this standard. Perhaps some have allowed years to slip
+carelessly by and their darlings to pass seemingly beyond their control.
+To such I would say, It is never too late to pray.
+
+Observe the wayward boy whose chief inheritance is a wild, wilful
+nature. He is nearing his fourteenth birthday. Having been allowed to
+have his own way while small, he has cultivated an ungovernable desire
+to do as he pleases. Let the mother of that boy cease her old habit of
+saying, "I don't know what will become of that boy! I don't understand
+how he can treat me so rudely. I've done all I can, and he just grows
+worse," and take a more rational method. Have you gone to that boy and
+told him the sweet, simple story of Jesus and why he came from his
+beautiful home; that a part of his mission was to teach you how to make
+your home after the pattern of his heavenly home; that his heart is
+touched with compassion when he beholds any one in trouble; that he is
+grieved because you have made a mistake; but that you are sorry and are
+decided to do your duty? Have you told the boy all that? Have you knelt
+beside his bed at night with your tear-dimmed eyes pressed upon his
+hand, and told him the great dangers that are before him, even
+surrounding him, and informed him how to avoid them? Have you told him
+that he is at the most critical time in his life, that a mistake now
+will mean a life of suffering for both him and you, and that he can with
+you begin over and remove some of his past mistakes? Have you talked
+thus to your boy? If not, why not? It is your privilege as well as your
+duty.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XXVI.
+
+
+PARENTAL DUTY.
+
+The first duty of father and mother to their child is to see that they
+are a unit on family government. Second, they must study themselves and
+their failures, trying to make the weak places strong. Third, study the
+disposition of the child, gain an understanding of its inner life, and
+find out what pleases and displeases it; and, while cultivating the
+good, hold in check the bad. A mother should understand her children
+better than any one else. If she is a thoughtful mother, she knows not
+only the surroundings of her children, but many of the impressions that
+she has stamped upon their undeveloped minds.
+
+Children are not putty that can be moulded into any form to suit our
+fancy, but there is a method by which we can fashion their young lives.
+Much patience, devotion to the child, and fervent prayer will be
+needful to accomplish anything worth while.
+
+Every parent should see that their attitude toward their children is
+what it should be. Consider their feelings and show them respect,
+remembering that they have rights upon which you must not intrude; but
+never loosen the reigns of home government. Make any rules that you
+think practicable and necessary; explain each rule carefully to your
+child, giving your reason for making it, and then demand obedience.
+Never, unless for some special reason, ignore any good rule. Should your
+child happen to break one of these rules, do not punish without first
+finding out the cause. He may not have understood your meaning, or he
+may have forgotten. Take him quietly aside; and, after finding out why
+he has disobeyed, gently tell him again your reasons for making the
+rules and the necessity of his obedience. You might have to do this
+several times, but do not excuse him too long. When it is necessary to
+punish, ask for wisdom from above, and then punish in a way that he will
+understand you and remember the punishment. When you make a statement,
+stand by it, if possible, unless you see error in it. If such be the
+case, confess your fault. If your child does not show you due respect
+and obedience, there is a cause for it, and it is your duty to find out
+what that cause is.
+
+All children have to contend with bad qualities that have been
+inherited. Do not flatter yourself that because the child is yours it
+will escape temptation; for all must be tempted, if they would be
+strong. Teach your children, according to their ability to comprehend,
+all that they should know to be able to shun evil. Do not think that
+because your child has inherited some moral weakness, you are helpless
+to teach him to overcome it. You can explain to him his danger and tell
+him what yielding to the temptations that come to him because of this
+weakness will lead to. Point out the effect of this sin upon the one
+from whom it was inherited. Tell the child that the only chance to
+overcome this inherited tendency will be by constantly avoiding those
+things that will lead to temptation. You may find the task difficult and
+you may sometimes feel disheartened, but you must put that wayward child
+of yours right, if possible, or God will hold you accountable. Perhaps
+the inherited sin may lie at your own door. If it does, you will
+understand better how to help him from under its power.
+
+In the public school, on the street, and in his various associations,
+your child will be exposed to the evil of hearing impure language from
+vile lips; and if he be not warned, who can blame him for listening?
+Your home teaching must overbalance all that he hears outside.
+
+Should some question concerning the mysteries of his own body or of his
+own origin be aroused in his mind by impure stories or by any other
+cause, you must at once arise to meet the difficulty before harm is
+done that will be very difficult to overcome. But some mother will say:
+"I do not know what answer to make my child when he asks questions of
+such a delicate nature. Would it not be best to leave his mind free from
+these ideas until he is older?" Doubtless it would, if the child would
+be contented to wait; but when he has learned enough to ask the
+question, he is able to tell whether you speak the truth when you say
+you do not know, and he will not be satisfied by the flimsy pretest,
+"Oh, run away and don't bother me; I'm too busy."
+
+Above all else, keep the confidence of your child, so that he will come
+to you with every trouble of life. Confidence of children in their
+parents is a gift from God. All children have it at first. See the
+tottering baby cling to its mother for support; watch it run to her when
+it is frightened. Can it not have the same confidence when it is older?
+I answer from experience that it can and should. Truth inspires trust
+in your child. If you do not think it best to answer all his questions
+fully at the time when he asks them, tell him at least enough to satisfy
+his curiosity, and promise him that, if this remains a secret between
+you and him, he may come to you whenever he wants more information. Do
+not be afraid of having secrets with your child. The matter may be
+trifling, but the fact that he is helping you to keep secrets will teach
+him to value his word and will increase his confidence in you. On the
+other hand, if you tell him an untruth, do not think that he will come
+to you again. No, he will doubtless go to some friend who he thinks will
+tell him, and thus get his young mind tainted with impure thoughts. And
+little better in results than telling an untruth is putting the child
+off till some future time. These questions must be met when they arrive.
+
+You may say, "I don't know how much to tell at any one time." Wisdom is
+necessary here. No more should be told than will satisfy the present
+curiosity of the child. A few questions on your part will readily
+discover what information he has gained and how much he wishes to know.
+
+A boy of scarce six summers once came to his mother with a question of
+life. The mother was shocked; but, offering an earnest prayer for
+wisdom, she questioned the child and found that he had heard remarks
+made by older boys. As his mind was developed enough to comprehend part
+of their conversation, his curiosity was aroused. Having perfect
+confidence in his mother, he had sought her for an explanation of the
+points that perplexed him. As simply as possible, that mother gave the
+information, ending with the words, "Now, darling, this is to be a
+perfect secret between us; and when you are old enough, I will tell you
+more." Years passed by until the boy was in his eleventh year; then he
+once more went to his mother for information. "Mama," he began, "do you
+remember the time you told me a secret?" She answered that she did, and
+he continued: "Well, I have kept that secret. I have never mentioned it
+to any one. And do you remember that you said some time you would tell
+me more?" When she answered, "Yes," he said quickly, "Don't you think
+I'm old enough now?" In answer, the mother put her arms about him and
+said, "My son, you shall hear all you wish to hear. What is it, dear?"
+Then as each question came, she gave him a satisfactory answer, and
+ended by saying, "Whenever you want to know more, come to me, and I will
+tell you." That boy continued to go to his mother; and when he entered
+the most trying period of his life, her advice kept him from the dangers
+into which so many fall. In hours of trial she was able to point him to
+the Savior. Never neglect the duty of warning your child of danger.
+
+Teaching of this kind will endear you to your children long after you
+are resting in the grave. They will recount, "My mother told me this.
+My father taught me that. They must have understood God's plan of
+salvation, or they would never have known how to tell me these things."
+But the task will require your highest talents. Sympathy and love,
+constant watchfulness, and earnest prayer will be the most needful.
+Since the child does not know himself, you must learn to know him. You
+must search for the secret springs that govern his actions and for the
+master key that will unlock his heart.
+
+One dear young woman, relating her experience to me, said: "My mother
+died when I was only six years old; but I know she must have been a
+Christian, because some friends who knew her told me of her devoted life
+and of earnest pleadings for her children when she saw that she must
+leave them. All that I can remember about her was seeing her bowing in
+prayer or talking to us children. There are desires in my nature that I
+know must have been planted within me in answer to her prayer. After
+her death I was cast out upon the world. I went to live with a very
+ungodly family, but that sense of right and wrong within me made me shun
+and despise their evil ways. I loved to read my Bible. From it I learned
+that, if I would gain heaven, I must forsake sin and live a pure life.
+To live such a life was a pleasure until I found that the denomination
+whose meetings I attended would not allow me to say much about a holy
+life, because their creed did not teach it. Then I promised the Lord
+that I would be a Christian if I had to be one all by myself. This was
+not necessary, for I found many true Christians who believed all that
+the Bible teaches."
+
+That mother's prayers had fashioned and governed the life of her
+daughter long before the child was able to understand her mother's
+meaning. Parents can not begin too early to win the child's love and
+confidence, and they should spare no pains to maintain these to mature
+years. Those who do will find that their children will never, even to
+old age, fail to come to them for sympathy and advice. Children so
+reared will always love and honor their father and mother as the Bible
+says they should, and will look upon their parents' lives as examples
+for them to imitate. See to it that you show yourself a good pattern, in
+thought, word, and deed, for them to follow.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XXVII.
+
+
+USEFUL HINTS.
+
+There is no definite rule whereby parents may control their home, except
+to seek advice from God, for no two families have the same environment.
+Any method that will bring about the desired result may be applied; but
+the method must be systematic and thorough. A positive attitude is good,
+and should be encouraged, but harshness ought never to be used. The
+latter will tend to discouragement and resentment in the child, while
+the former will teach the difference between right and wrong.
+
+Be charitable to your children in regard to their faults and failings,
+so that they may learn by your example to be charitable to each other
+and to their fellows. Teach them the blessings that charity will bring
+to them; show them that it is the greatest of God's gifts and that
+without it they will meet many buffetings from their contact with the
+world. Remember that Paul speaks of it as "the more excellent way" and
+admonishes us to desire it above all things else.
+
+Children must have entertainment. Rich and costly furniture, elaborate
+parties, or even guests are not necessary. Children may be entertained
+in a very simple manner. What child does not enjoy the old-fashioned
+game of hide-and-seek, tag, or some such innocent amusement with Papa
+and Mama? It may take a little of your time, but what of that? Do all
+you can to make your home the happiest place on earth for your children.
+
+"Yes," says one, "that will do while the children are little; but just
+wait until they grow up, and then they will seek other company." I did
+not say that they must always stay with you. Of course they will desire
+to go from home sometimes. What I mean is that we can make home so
+attractive that they will note the difference between it and the outside
+world. The interest we take in them will constrain them to remain at
+home and to return when away from it. Home! Oh that beautiful word!
+Poets have written about it, choirs have sung about it, but who can
+fathom the meaning of that little word, home! None but the child who has
+been taught to revere, cherish, and enjoy it, and then looking back
+remembers the happy years spent in the home circle.
+
+I think that I hear a father say, "When I return from my work, I am so
+tired I can not stand the children's noise." Is that so? Do you not love
+your children, and are you not working for their welfare! If so, do you
+not think that a little less labor with your hands and a little time
+spent with them would be more profitable? Perhaps a little romp or chat
+with them would rest you. Try it anyway. You who are desk workers can
+afford it: it will help you to cast off the responsibilities of the day
+and the better prepare you for the morrow. A romp with the children is
+not lost; but, on the other hand, is a benefit for both parent and
+child. Thoughtful parents can think of many things that will increase
+the interest in home and will draw them closer to their children.
+
+Sometimes it is good for the children to visit their friends, but
+parents should always be acquainted with these friends. Never let your
+child go where games are played that you would not allow played in your
+own home. Here is where conscience and confidence will help you. Be
+cautious about allowing your child to go somewhere to stay all night. In
+this way many a child has learned evil practises and in some cases been
+ruined. Then, too, it draws his mind away from the home circle.
+
+"But," you say, "all this I have done, and yet my children are now
+forgetful of it all. They are indulging in many things that they were
+taught to be harmful to the soul." My dear friend, can you not remember
+when this state of things began? Can you not point to a time when there
+was a drifting from your home circle? when home life began to seem too
+narrow for your child? when he began to crave the association of others
+more than that of his own brothers and sisters? Did you at that time
+lift up your home banner and shield? Did you tell him of the rapids in
+the distance? "No," you falteringly answer; "I thought there could be no
+harm in allowing him to mingle with his chums at school and to visit
+them in their homes. I was afraid to be too particular, lest he should
+think me too strict with him." Ah! friend, that was your golden
+opportunity, and you failed to see it. After instructing the child, you
+should have bowed with him in prayer, giving him over to God's keeping.
+Then, if he chose to go--remembering that your prayers were following
+him--nine chances out of ten he would have returned with words similar
+to those spoken by a youth who had been permitted to attend a party. In
+answer to his father's question he said, "Yes; I had a good time, but I
+have better times at home." "Better times at home!" Think of it,
+parents! Is it not worth some self-denial, some sacrifices, on pour
+part, to have your home spoken of in this manner?
+
+"Yes," says a mother, "that is all right when both parents are in
+harmony and have salvation; but suppose that the parents are poor and
+that one is unsaved?" I have seen just such homes as this governed in
+the manner whereof I speak. God gave more grace and strength to the
+saved companion; and, although there were many difficulties to
+encounter, yet the saved one was able to influence the home for God.
+"All things are possible to him that believeth," said Christ in olden
+times, and his statement is still true.
+
+Again, I hear a parent whose loved companion has recently died say,
+"What can I do now to train my children aright?" There comes before my
+mind a beautiful scene of a faithful mother with her son and daughter
+whom she had brought up to God's glory. She was left alone with these
+two precious ones to guide and rear to manhood and womanhood. She bade
+adieu to the words "I can't" and with determination went about her task.
+As God never lets such zeal go without assistance, this mother found
+help in time of need. Another scene which I love to recall is that of a
+devoted father and by his side his two motherless daughters just
+entering womanhood. He gives them every spare moment that he has, and
+both are real examples of trust and purity.
+
+In your zeal to find entertainment for your children, do not forget that
+they must have employment. See that every member of your household has
+certain work to do. This work should be suited to the years and the
+strength of the individual and, if possible, to his likes and dislikes.
+Work of the proper kind will strengthen the muscles, improve the health,
+keep out many evils, and create in the young a desire to help bear the
+burdens of life. Periods of rest may be made profitable by having on
+hand as much wholesome literature as you are able to secure. By this
+means much useful knowledge may be stored. The reading need not be
+confined wholly to religious works; reliable treatises on science, art,
+mechanics, cooking, chemistry, domestic economy, health, etc., are all
+profitable if not indulged in to the exclusion of religious literature.
+If you trust God, he will help you to know what to do.
+
+A lady once said, "Our children are what we make them, and we get out of
+them just what we put in." These words contain much truth. God holds all
+parents, according to their light and understanding, responsible for the
+training of their children.
+
+If you have a preference among your children, never reveal it. On the
+contrary, endeavor to place the less favored ahead in your care and
+attention. You can justly do this, for the favorite will get all the
+attention he deserves anyway. I well remember a case where the mother's
+favorite son brought sorrow and shame to the entire household by
+stealing from his own father, simply because she had humored and petted
+him in childhood. Parents can not be too careful in this respect.
+
+Many a mother does not realize how highly her children value her
+opinion. A boy had met with an accident that somewhat disfigured him for
+a time. While he was preparing to leave for school, his mother said,
+"You will no doubt be made sport of today; are you able to bear it?" His
+answer was, "Oh, I don't care what any one says about me but you; but if
+you were to make fun of me, I couldn't stand it."
+
+SWEET GEM OF THE HOME.
+
+    _Thou formal home, so graced, so blest,
+      With earthly treasures rare;
+    Within thy portals we expect
+      All graces rich and fair.
+
+    We gaze, we search, but all in vain;
+      The gem we love so well,
+    "Sweet innocence," doth not remain,
+      Nor in thy chambers dwell.
+
+    Thy children, as the world they greet,
+      Are bearing tales of thee;
+    "I was not warned," they oft repeat,
+      Nor taught at Mother's knee.
+
+    Sweet Innocence, thou heav'nly grace,
+      Rich gem from God above!
+    Thy touch upon the human face
+      Reveals but peace and love.
+
+    Thy treasures richer far than gold,
+      Thy gifts of greatest worth,
+    Might grace our homes, except for sin,
+      Whose curse now sweeps the earth.
+
+    We look for thee within the maid,
+      With beauty, grace, and charm,
+    But find thy flight she hath not stayed,
+      Nor doth she feel alarm.
+
+    Then in the lad, whose noble brow
+      Thy presence might suggest;
+    With closer view we must allow
+      By thee he is not blest.
+
+    E'en when we look within the child
+      And laud his graces sweet,
+    We find his mind so soon defiled
+      For thee 'tis no retreat.
+
+    "And why?" we ask, "oh! why is this?
+      Such need and dearth abound.
+    Oh! why in homes of promised bliss
+      May not this gem be found?"
+
+    The mystery, so deep, so great,
+      Is simply lack of prayer;
+    Is bidding timely warning wait
+    For daily toil and care.
+
+    Allowing things that crumble, waste,
+      Our whole attention claim,
+    We cause sweet Innocence in haste
+    To leave our homes to shame.
+
+    But thee, sweet grace, we find in some--
+      Thank God thou art not lost!--
+    We see thee in the Christian home
+      As royal guest and host.
+
+    We note the mother as she pleads
+      For counsel from God's throne,
+    Then goes with wisdom that she needs
+      And strength to make it known.
+
+    We watch the child in this true home,
+      And in its face so fair
+    We recognise what doth become
+      A faithful mother's prayer.
+
+    Sweet Innocence! may we extol,
+      Within the home, thy art;
+    Thy power to beautify the soul,
+      To teach the pure in heart.
+
+    Thou gift divine! thou fairest gem!
+      Thy presence may we crave,
+    That thou mayst grace our diadem
+      In life beyond the grave.
+
+    Reveal, O grace, unto the world
+      Thy beauties rich and rare,
+    That all may understand and know
+      What mothers find in prayer_.
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+End of Project Gutenberg's The value of a praying mother, by Isabel C. Byrum
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