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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: The Pearl of Love + or, Josey's Gift + +Author: Madeline Leslie + +Release Date: September 26, 2010 [EBook #33811] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE PEARL OF LOVE *** + + + + +Produced by The Online Distributed Proofreading Team at +http://www.pgdp.net. (This file was produced from images +generously made available by The Internet Archive/American +Libraries.) + + + + + + +</pre> + + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 463px;"> +<img src="images/i003.jpg" width="463" height="650" alt="Mrs. Leslie's Bible Pearls." title="" /> +<span class="caption">Mrs. Leslie's Bible Pearls.</span> +</div> + + + + +<h1>The Pearl of Love:</h1> + +<h4>OR,</h4> + +<h3>JOSEY'S GIFT.</h3> + +<h2><i>BY MRS. MADELINE LESLIE.</i></h2> + +<p class="center">"Love is the fulfilling of the law."—ROM. 13:10.</p> + +<p class="center"> +BOSTON:<br /> +<br /> +PUBLISHED BY A. F. GRAVES,<br /> +<br /> +20 CORNHILL.<br /> +<br /> +Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1868, by<br /> +<br /> +REV. A. B. BAKER,<br /> +<br /> +In the Clerk's Office of the District Court for the District of<br /> +Massachusetts.<br /> +</p> + + +<p class="center"> +To<br /> +<br /> +FRANK RANDALL, RUTH, MAY, RANDOLPH MORGAN,<br /> +AND JAMES WALDINGFIELD,<br /> +<br /> +CHILDREN OF<br /> +<br /> +D. F. APPLETON, Esq., New York,<br /> +<br /> +THESE "BIBLE PEARLS" ARE AFFECTIONATELY INSCRIBED<br /> +BY THE AUTHOR. +</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[Pg 9]</a></span></p> +<h2>CONTENTS</h2> + +<p> +CHAPTER I. <span class="tocnum">Page</span><br /> +<br /> +<span class="smcap">Josey's Ride</span> <span class="tocnum"><a href='#Page_11'>11</a></span><br /> +<br /> +CHAPTER. II.<br /> +<br /> +<span class="smcap">The Two Nurses</span> <span class="tocnum"><a href='#Page_21'>21</a></span><br /> +<br /> +CHAPTER III.<br /> +<br /> +<span class="smcap">The Wrong Baby</span> <span class="tocnum"><a href='#Page_33'>33</a></span><br /> +<br /> +CHAPTER IV.<br /> +<br /> +<span class="smcap">Josey's Temper</span> <span class="tocnum"><a href='#Page_48'>48</a></span><br /> +<br /> +CHAPTER V.<br /> +<br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[Pg 10]</a></span><span class="smcap">Josey's Christmas</span> <span class="tocnum"><a href='#Page_61'>61</a></span><br /> +<br /> +CHAPTER VI.<br /> +<br /> +<span class="smcap">The Burned Baby</span> <span class="tocnum"><a href='#Page_74'>74</a></span><br /> +<br /> +CHAPTER VII.<br /> +<br /> +<span class="smcap">Josey's Sorrow</span> <span class="tocnum"><a href='#Page_86'>86</a></span><br /> +<br /> +CHAPTER VIII.<br /> +<br /> +<span class="smcap">Josey's Gift</span> <span class="tocnum"><a href='#Page_100'>100</a></span><br /> +</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[Pg 11]</a></span></p> +<h2><i>The Pearl of Love.</i></h2> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>CHAPTER I.</h2> + +<h3>JOSEY'S RIDE.</h3> + + +<p>"Please mamma, may I go to ride with you?" asked little red-cheeked +Josey Codman.</p> + +<p>Mamma was tying on baby's silk hood, and did not answer for a minute.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</a></span></p> + +<p>"I would let him go," urged Aunt Fanny. "He can sit between us; and he +wont be a bit of trouble."</p> + +<p>Josey clapped his hands.</p> + +<p>"I'm going, mamma, isn't I?"</p> + +<p>"Can Nurse get him ready quick enough?"</p> + +<p>"Yes, indeed! Run, Josey, for your new hat. Nurse bring his sack from +the hall. It's fortunate I curled his hair before dinner. It's all dry +now; come, pet, stand still while I baste in a clean ruffle."</p> + +<p>Baby Emma didn't like so many<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[Pg 13]</a></span> wrappings around her neck, and began to +throw back her head in an alarming manner. Mamma gave her to Nurse to +carry about, while she put on her bonnet. Then the carriage drove to the +door. Papa had to be called from his study. Nurse scrabbled on her hat +and shawl, and at last they were all seated in the back, and the driver +cracked his whip, calling out to his horses,—</p> + +<p>"Go on!"</p> + +<p>"Why!" said papa, "I didn't know Josey was going."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[Pg 14]</a></span></p> + +<p>"But I am. Isn't I, mamma?" cried the boy, his eyes dancing.</p> + +<p>"I should think so," answered mamma, laughing. "I don't know as it was +best, we shall be out late."</p> + +<p>"Oh, we'll manage somehow," said Aunt Fanny, "Josey is such a good boy!"</p> + +<p>"Nurse," began mamma, "you must be careful what Josey eats for supper; +only bread and butter, with a cup of milk."</p> + +<p>"Yes, ma'am."</p> + +<p>"And if he grows sleepy before<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[Pg 15]</a></span> service is through, take off his jacket +and let him go to sleep. You will be in Mrs. Reed's nursery."</p> + +<p>"Yes, ma'am, where we were before."</p> + +<p>"Baby's asleep, so soon," said Aunt Fanny, watching the infant's head +nodding over Nurse's shoulder. "Lay her down. She'll sleep all the way, +and be as good as a kitten."</p> + +<p>"Don't let her soil her new cloak, Nurse," said mamma. "Fanny, the cloak +looks beautifully! handsomer than I thought it would."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[Pg 16]</a></span></p> + +<p>"I always liked that color," answered Aunt Fanny, "it's real bird of +paradise. Untie baby's hood; now Nurse, she'll sleep easy."</p> + +<p>Mamma and aunty were on the back seat, with Josey tucked in between +them; papa and Nurse, opposite. Papa turned from one to another as they +spoke; but he did not listen to a word that was said. There was to be a +great meeting in the Tabernacle Church that evening, and he was to +preach. As they rode along, his<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[Pg 17]</a></span> mind was fixed on what he was going to +say.</p> + +<p>Mr. and Mrs. Codman did not always live near the great city where they +were now going. Their home was more than a thousand miles away; but they +had come here to reside for a year or two, and had rented a pretty +cottage nearly ten miles from town.</p> + +<p>On three sides of the cottage, there was a piazza, with pillars all +covered with woodbine and honeysuckle. In the barn at the end of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[Pg 18]</a></span> the +garden, was a horse which the clergymen used for his daily ride to the +Post Office. When they went to town, they always hired a hack from the +stable.</p> + +<p>Mr. Codman was a very learned man, as well as a faithful, devout +minister. Everybody loved him, for he loved everybody, but especially +little children. If he were riding through the village, he always liked +to watch the boys at their play, or the little girls trundling their +hoops. Whenever there was a cry of distress<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[Pg 19]</a></span> he was off from his horse +in a minute, ready to assist the child who had fallen, or to relieve any +one of their troubles.</p> + +<p>The children of course loved him. Many a time in the early spring, as he +came out of his gate in the morning, he would find a group of them +standing there to say "good morning!" or to offer him a bunch of +violets.</p> + +<p>Sometimes papa took Josey on the saddle before him; and then how the +children would shout with<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[Pg 20]</a></span> glee, and press up to speak a word to the +pretty boy.</p> + +<p>Mr. Codman was not the minister of the village, though he sometimes +preached for the clergyman; but he always improved every opportunity to +tell those around him of the love of God, who sent his only Son into the +world to save sinners.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 350px;"> +<img src="images/i020.jpg" width="350" height="151" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 465px;"> +<img src="images/i021.jpg" width="465" height="650" alt="JESSEY LEARNING TO RIDE. VOL. I." title="" /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[Pg 21]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER II.</h2> + +<h3>THE TWO NURSES.</h3> + + +<p>At seven o'clock Mr. and Mrs. Codman and Fanny started for church. Dr. +and Mrs. Reed went, too; and another clergyman with his wife, by the +name of Matthews. Mrs. Matthews had been invited to tea, and had brought +her baby, a little girl, nearly the same age as Mrs. Codman's.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[Pg 22]</a></span></p> + +<p>Soon after they were gone, Ann perceived that Josey was sleepy, and +easily persuaded him to lie down on the bed. Then the two nurses, having +had their supper, began to chat, while they tended the babies.</p> + +<p>"Look now!" said Ann, dancing Miss Emma on her lap, "the two of them +look as much alike as a pair of kittens."</p> + +<p>"Except," answered Martin, "that your Miss has black eyes; and mine, +blue."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[Pg 23]</a></span></p> + +<p>"That's true for ye, but then their mouths are the same, and sure enough +I thought before, that no baby could equal ours for a small mouth."</p> + +<p>In the mean time Emma and Rose cooed and coquetted with each other in +the very best of spirits, until a late hour, when they both went quietly +to sleep.</p> + +<p>"Feth and a pretty sight they're making," suggested Ann, pointing with +some pride to the bed; the two little ones lying side by side, and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</a></span> +Master Josey across the foot, with his rosy cheek resting on his hand.</p> + +<p>"It looks for all the world like a baby asylum," was Martin's laughing +reply.</p> + +<p>"I wonder what Mr. Codman is preaching about," she added; "I would like +to be within sound of his voice, it's a treat to hear him."</p> + +<p>"I heard Miss Fanny saying to her sister that the text was to be from +Ephesians 4:32. 'Be ye kind one to another.' You know it's<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[Pg 25]</a></span> before the +'Young Men's Society,' he's preaching to-night."</p> + +<p>"And fine words they are to put before any society. I'll ask Mistress to +tell me about it to-morrow. Sure, I've read in some good book, that +kindness to every one would just turn this wicked world into a heaven, +like where the angels live."</p> + +<p>"I believe it would," replied Ann, "for if everybody loved, sure there'd +be no stealing, nor lying, nor any such wickedness. And then, why, there +would be no prisons, nor<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[Pg 26]</a></span> jails. Indeed, Martin, I think it must be the +finest text in the whole Bible."</p> + +<p>"Because," added Martin, in an approving tone, "the greatest kindness of +all was, when the Lord of glory himself loved us poor sinners so well +that he couldn't bear to see us ruined forever, and so he gave himself +to die on the cross in our stead."</p> + +<p>"Would we have had to die there, if he hadn't?" asked Ann, with a look +of awe.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[Pg 27]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Not just there, maybe; but we would have had no hope of being happy, +because there was God with a sword over our heads; and he couldn't take +it away, till somebody, equal to the whole world of people, suffered the +penalty in our stead."</p> + +<p>"I see it now, I've heard Master explain, that Jesus being the Son of +God, his blood was more precious than the blood of all the human race; +and if all the sins of all the people were washed in it, there still<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[Pg 28]</a></span> +would be enough to save millions on millions more."</p> + +<p>"Well," murmured Martin, after a pause, "we can't be kind enough to +people after such an example as the Lord has set us."</p> + +<p>The great clock on a neighboring church struck nine.</p> + +<p>"They'll soon be home now," she added, springing to her feet, "I'll just +bring my baby's cloak and hood from the closet, and have them ready."</p> + +<p>"It's a fine night for a ride," said<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[Pg 29]</a></span> Ann, bringing Josey's coat and +cap, and laying them on a chair. "Baby slept all the way into town, and +I expect she'll sleep going home."</p> + +<p>"You have to go nearly twice as far as we do. It's scarce six miles to +Easton Parsonage; but then Mr. Matthews is a very careful driver; +Mistress would like to ride faster than he drives; I wish we were going +the same way!"</p> + +<p>Every moment footsteps were listened for; but not till half-past nine +did a carriage drive to the door.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[Pg 30]</a></span> Then Aunt Fanny and Mrs. Reed ran up +in a great hurry.</p> + +<p>"Come, Ann," said Miss Fanny, hurriedly, "we're late and must be off in +a minute. You put on your sack, and I'll dress Josey. Mrs. Reed has +offered to put on baby's cloak and hood; and, Martin, you had better get +on your bonnet, for the other carriage, with Mrs. Matthews and Mrs. +Codman in it, will be here directly."</p> + +<p>The two nurses ran to the back room, where they had taken off their<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[Pg 31]</a></span> +outer garments, and in less than five minutes, Miss Fanny appeared with +Josey asleep on her shoulder, and Nurse behind her with baby Emma, +closely wrapped in her cloak and hood.</p> + +<p>Mr. Codman cut short his wife's "good byes," by saying,—</p> + +<p>"It will be midnight, wife, before we reach home;" so, with hasty +adieux, they jumped into the carriage and drove off.</p> + +<p>Mr. and Mrs. Matthews followed directly, turning down the opposite<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[Pg 32]</a></span> +street, Martin screening her baby's face from the night air by a thin +veil.</p> + +<p>It was a bright, beautiful evening, but rather cool. Mr. Codman held +Josey close to his breast; and his wife, with a warning to Ann to keep +Emma well covered, began to talk earnestly about the sermon.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 300px;"> +<img src="images/i034.jpg" width="300" height="175" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[Pg 33]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER III.</h2> + +<h3>THE WRONG BABY.</h3> + + +<p>In this way they rode on for four miles. "Almost half way," Fanny +observed, as they passed the five corners; "I suppose Mr. and Mrs. +Matthews are home by this time."</p> + +<p>Just then, Josey awoke with a start and cry of alarm, which roused his +sister, and made her open her<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[Pg 34]</a></span> eyes. Fanny, who sat opposite, pulled +back her hood to quiet her, when, with a shriek, mamma cried out,—</p> + +<p>"We've got the wrong baby! Oh, Nurse, you made a mistake! This is Mrs. +Matthews' Rose. Husband, stop the driver, quick!"</p> + +<p>"Are you sure?" asked papa, who had been taking a short nap.</p> + +<p>"Sure? Can't I tell my own baby? Emma has black eyes; and, look for +yourself, is this my baby's dress?"</p> + +<p>"I see no difference, my dear."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[Pg 35]</a></span></p> + +<p>"But, Frederick, it's awful, and every minute we're going farther away +from our little darling."</p> + +<p>"Well, my dear, if you are positive, we must turn back, but it is a +great pity such a mistake was made."</p> + +<p>"Mrs. Reed dressed both the babies," explained Aunt Fanny, trying to +recover her senses, after the fright.</p> + +<p>"And I only carried down the one she gave me," argued Ann, choking back +a sob. "I saw it<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[Pg 36]</a></span> was our baby's cloak, and I never mistrusted the right +one wasn't inside of it."</p> + +<p>It was a difficult matter to make the driver comprehend that he was +expected to go eight or ten extra miles to change babies.</p> + +<p>"Why isn't one as good as t'other?" he asked, grumbling. "The horses 'll +never go through with it, and at this time of night it's no use."</p> + +<p>But Mr. Codman, who was now wide awake, and well under<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[Pg 37]</a></span>stood the +distress which agitated his wife, without the squeeze she was giving his +hand, and her continual "Oh dear! Oh, my poor baby!" now said, firmly,—</p> + +<p>"We wont waste words about it. We must go to Easton parsonage as quickly +as possible."</p> + +<p>"I'll take the short cut, then, across the moor. The moon is so bright I +can keep out of the ruts."</p> + +<p>"But then we lose the chance of seeing them. They may have<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[Pg 38]</a></span> found out +the mistake earlier, and be on the way to meet us. Drive on!"</p> + +<p>But driver still demurred, muttering that it was a bad job, and he +couldn't be going over the ground four times without good pay.</p> + +<p>"How much do you want for yourself?" asked the gentleman. "I hire the +carriage by the month."</p> + +<p>"A couple of dollars is little enough."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[Pg 39]</a></span></p> + +<p>"I'll give you three; now drive on."</p> + +<p>The carriage door shut with a snap, and they started off, driver lashing +his horses with the whip.</p> + +<p>"We must look out that they don't pass us," said the clergyman.</p> + +<p>"I'll keep watch," responded Aunt Fanny, decidedly. "I wonder what Josey +would say if he were awake?"</p> + +<p>"If our driver had been a father," exclaimed Mrs. Codman,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[Pg 40]</a></span> "he wouldn't +have asked why one wouldn't do as well as t'other."</p> + +<p>"Hem!" exclaimed Aunt Fanny, indignantly. "'Twouldn't have hurt the man +to have heard your sermon to-night, brother. I don't think he's very +kind, any way."</p> + +<p>"He was probably at the ale-house, and had taken enough to make him +cross."</p> + +<p>"Had he heard you describe how God rewards our love to others by peace +in our own hearts, he would have been more kind."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[Pg 41]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Well, Fanny, be as tender in your thoughts as you can. It is hard for +the man to lose three or four hours of his sleep."</p> + +<p>"O, you always are ready to find excuses!" she answered, laughing.</p> + +<p>"I ought to practise what I preach, oughtn't I?" He looked archly in her +face.</p> + +<p>"I hope Emma wont wake," said mamma, anxiously. "Little Rosa sleeps as +quietly as a kitten. How strange that none of us noticed the change."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[Pg 42]</a></span></p> + +<p>"It's no joke," said Fanny, though she could not help laughing.</p> + +<p>They were going over a rough part of the road, and Josey, after growing +restless, suddenly started up.</p> + +<p>"Are we most home?" he asked in a sleepy tone.</p> + +<p>"We'll get there by and by," answered his father, cheerfully.</p> + +<p>"I'm afraid we shall have to go all the way to Mr. Matthews'," said +mamma. "Next time, I'll dress baby myself.'<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[Pg 43]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Miss Fanny sent me to put on my bonnet," urged nurse. "She said you +were in a hurry."</p> + +<p>"No one is to blame, nurse," said her kind master. "It is simply +unfortunate."</p> + +<p>Mile after mile they drove on, only meeting an occasional carriage, +until they came in sight of Easton Parsonage. Here the lights were all +out, except one in the chamber; and there persons could be seen moving +about.</p> + +<p>A vigorous knock soon brought<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[Pg 44]</a></span> Mr. Matthews to the door. "I heard +wheels," he said, "and more than half suspected who it was. We made a +sad mistake."</p> + +<p>Martin came down, her face very red, bringing baby Emma, and Ann gladly +gave up her charge.</p> + +<p>Mrs. Matthews soon appeared with marks of tears.</p> + +<p>"Wasn't it dreadful!" she exclaimed, with a fresh burst of grief. "I +wanted to go right back. We were only two miles<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[Pg 45]</a></span> from the city when we +found out we had brought away the wrong baby; but Mr. Matthews said no, +we must keep her till morning. He thought it very careless of us, but"—</p> + +<p>"There was no carelessness about it," urged Fanny, indignantly. "Mrs. +Reed wanted to help; and she put on the wrong cloaks, that was all. +There was never a thought with us of not coming back. Brother wouldn't +have hesitated if it had been<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[Pg 46]</a></span> twice as far. We knew you'd want your +baby, and we wanted ours."</p> + +<p>"I thought you would understand that we should keep your little Miss +till morning," explained Mr. Matthews.</p> + +<p>"But mothers have such tender hearts," added Mr. Codman, "and we ought +to thank God for it. Come, wife, we must be off. We have fourteen miles +to go, and it's almost twelve o'clock."</p> + +<p>"There's a difference in ministers<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[Pg 47]</a></span> as in other folks," whispered Martin +aside to Ann. "Mr. Matthews scolded well, and wouldn't hear of going +back; but your master did as he would be done by."</p> + +<p>"Just like his text," returned Ann. "'Be ye kind one to another.'"</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 350px;"> +<img src="images/i049.jpg" width="350" height="160" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[Pg 48]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER IV.</h2> + +<h3>JOSEY'S TEMPER.</h3> + + +<p>It was a little past two when the weary family alighted at their own +door. For the last few miles, the moon had been clouded; the horses were +tired; and they had to drive with care.</p> + +<p>"Tell Cook we'll have a late breakfast," said mamma, taking<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[Pg 49]</a></span> her babe +with a kiss. "Now, Nurse, go and get all the sleep you can."</p> + +<p>The following morning, Josey couldn't remember coming home at all. He +opened his large hazel eyes very wide, as Aunt Fanny told him what had +happened.</p> + +<p>"I'm glad we found her; isn't you?" he asked, again and again.</p> + +<p>Baby Emma received a great many extra kisses that day, and the next, and +whenever mamma<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[Pg 50]</a></span> thought about the mistake. But one week after another +passed on, Mr. Codman preaching once in a while, until Spring came +again.</p> + +<p>When Emma was a year and a half old, she was full of mischief; and +Josey, who was now five, sometimes got out of patience. He was just +learning to read, and liked nothing better than to sit on Aunt Fanny's +knee and hear her tell stories. Sometimes Emma, finding no one<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[Pg 51]</a></span> +watching, would get to mamma's basket and overturn all the spools, or +tangle the thread, and then Aunt Fanny had to start up and attend to +her, and stop the stories very short.</p> + +<p>Or baby would climb on a chair to her brother's shelf and pull his nice +books to the floor. Once, indeed, he came in from a walk, and found +mamma busy with a caller, and Emma, who had been left there while Nurse +went an errand, doing a<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[Pg 52]</a></span> great deal of mischief. She had a new book in +her hand, and just as he found her she was tearing out three or four +leaves, laughing and shouting with delight. Josey ran to take his book +away; but it was too late. His Christmas present was spoiled. Poor boy! +he cried as if his heart would break, and was very angry with his +sister, more so than his mamma had ever seen him. He struck her little +fat hand, exclaiming,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[Pg 53]</a></span>—</p> + +<p>"You are naughty! naughty! and I don't love you any more."</p> + +<p>The visitor rose to go, and Mrs. Codman did not detain her. She was so +grieved at her little boy's actions, she could scarcely command her +voice to say "good-bye." She rung the bell for Ann, and then, taking +Josey by the hand, led him away to his own chamber.</p> + +<p>He glanced up into his mamma's face and saw it was very<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[Pg 54]</a></span> white, and he +began to be sorry for his bad temper.</p> + +<p>"Oh, Josey!" she commenced at last, seating him on her knee, "do you +know how you've grieved mamma?" and then the tears began to roll down +her cheeks.</p> + +<p>"Emma tore my best book," he said, softly.</p> + +<p>"Emma is only a baby, Joseph, and didn't know any better. If you hadn't +struck her, papa would have bought you another one.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[Pg 55]</a></span> But, Josey, you +gave way to your anger, and told your darling little sister that you +didn't love her."</p> + +<p>"I think she's too big to tear my pictures out," he said, sighing.</p> + +<p>"She must be taught to let your things alone," answered mamma, "and you +must remember to put them out of her way; but all the pictures in the +world wouldn't excuse you for treating her so unkindly. Don't you +remember that pretty verse you learned last Sunday? 'Be kindly<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[Pg 56]</a></span> +affectioned one to another, in honor preferring one another.' Papa +explained to you what it Meant."</p> + +<p>"I'm sorry, mamma; but I want my pretty book."</p> + +<p>"I'm sorry, too."</p> + +<p>She said these words in such a sad tone that Joseph softened at once. He +threw his arms around her neck, exclaiming,—</p> + +<p>"Mamma, I'm going to be good and love God like little Samuel in the +temple."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[Pg 57]</a></span></p> + +<p>She held him close to her breast, whispering, "'He who loveth God, +loveth his brother also.' This is what St. John tells us. 'If a man say, +I love God, and hateth his brother, he is a liar.'"</p> + +<p>"Oh, mamma! I'm real sorry."</p> + +<p>"And he says, too, 'My little children, let us not love in word, neither +in tongue, but in deed and in truth.'"</p> + +<p>"What does that mean, mamma, to love <i>in deed</i>?"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[Pg 58]</a></span></p> + +<p>"It means that it does no good merely to say 'I love you, I love God;' +but we must show it by our actions."</p> + +<p>"How could I show Emma, mamma, when she was tearing my book?"</p> + +<p>"Think for yourself, Josey."</p> + +<p>He looked very serious, his cheeks growing more and more red, but at +last he said, softly,—</p> + +<p>"I might have taken the book away, and put it up high; and I might +think, 'She is so little,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[Pg 59]</a></span> she don't know any better;' and after I said, +'naughty, naughty!' as you and papa do, then I could kiss her."</p> + +<p>"Yes, my own darling, that would have been Christ-like, loving, kind, +and forgiving; and your heart, instead of burning with anger toward your +precious sister, would have been filled with the sweetest emotion, such +as is implied by the words, 'Be kindly affectioned one to another.'"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[Pg 60]</a></span></p> + +<p>"May I go and kiss Emma now, mamma?"</p> + +<p>"Yes, darling; and I hope you will learn how pleasant love is, +especially between brothers and sisters."</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 350px;"> +<img src="images/i062.jpg" width="350" height="198" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[Pg 61]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER V.</h2> + +<h3>JOSEY'S CHRISTMAS.</h3> + + +<p>Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, had come and gone; and now Josey was +seven years old, and Emma was baby no longer. There was a tiny girl in +the cradle who was named Grace. The family had returned to their own +home; Mr. Codman preached to his old people.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[Pg 62]</a></span></p> + +<p>Aunt Fanny was still with them, though she had agreed to go on a mission +to India with a gentleman now studying for the ministry. She was the +same ardent girl as before, loving her brother's family, and devoted to +their comfort.</p> + +<p>Joseph had from his birth been much in her care and was a prime +favorite. She had grieved with his parents at the unkindness and +impatience he had sometimes shown his sister; and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[Pg 63]</a></span> she rejoiced with +them that he was becoming so kind and affectionate.</p> + +<p>Though Joseph was so young, yet his parents hoped he had become a lamb +of the Good Shepherd. He had faults, as all children have; but he tried +to correct them. His face sometimes flushed when Emma teased him or +meddled with his books, of which he was very careful; but he never +struck her now, and seldom was angry but a minute.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[Pg 64]</a></span></p> + +<p>"I try to think," he said to his mamma, "that she don't know better, and +that she's almost always good; and if I wait a minute and remember about +Christ forgiving me, then I feel happy right away."</p> + +<p>Josey showed in one way that he was a Christian child. He loved +everybody, and tried to be good to all.</p> + +<p>Among the poor people belonging to his father's church, no one was more +welcome to their<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[Pg 65]</a></span> humble cottages than little Josey. He always had a +pleasant word for each, and often spent hours of his play-time in +reading to the old women of the parish.</p> + +<p>At Christmas, his greatest treat, and one that he spent weeks in +preparing for, was to take his box sled (the one he drew his sister in,) +and fill it with the presents he had prepared for his friends.</p> + +<p>"Though they are poor," he said, over and over, "I love them<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[Pg 66]</a></span> dearly, +and I want to have them know it." So he spent all his pocket-money in +buying what mamma and Aunt Fanny thought would be useful.</p> + +<p>A pair of mittens for one poor orphan, a flannel shirt for a rheumatic +old man, a pair of glasses for another, and plenty of pies, which he had +hired cook to make. He hired her, because he wanted to feel that the +gifts were his and not his mother's.</p> + +<p>Do you wonder every body, rich<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">[Pg 67]</a></span> and poor, loved him, and that, wherever +he went, blessings were showered on his head?</p> + +<p>I don't mean those worthless words that so many beggars use without +meaning: "A thousand blessings on your head, Miss."</p> + +<p>Oh, no! But real, heart-felt prayers that God would be his Father and +Friend forever.</p> + +<p>Do you suppose Josey was a cross, sulky boy? Can you imagine him wearing +a frown? or with his lips in an ugly pout?<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[Pg 68]</a></span></p> + +<p>No, indeed! It is not possible for one who cultivates such love for all +around him; for one who tries in this way to imitate the example of his +blessed Saviour to be unhappy or cross. Those children who think only of +themselves, who are selfish and greedy, who never heed the blessed +words, "Be ye kind one to another," are the persons to wear sour faces +and pouting lips.</p> + +<p>Don't you remember what the good Book says, "Her ways are<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[Pg 69]</a></span> ways of +pleasantness and all her paths are peace." That means Wisdom's ways, and +one of these paths is love; love to God and love to those around us.</p> + +<p>You can well imagine that Josey's father and mother, and aunt and nurse, +were delighted in seeing him growing up to be a good boy; and each of +them were ready to assist him in correcting his faults.</p> + +<p>He was neat and orderly; keeping his little treasures arranged<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[Pg 70]</a></span> nicely +in the drawers mamma gave him, and his clothes each on their own hooks +in his closet. But Joseph was not always prompt in attention to his +duties. He liked so much to hear the talk at table or at the fireside, +that it was a real trial to him to leave the pleasant company, and the +delightful things that were being said; and he often lingered when he +ought to have been on his way to school.</p> + +<p>Aunt Fanny used sometimes, by<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[Pg 71]</a></span> an anxious glance toward the clock, to +remind him of his duty, for she hated to have her favorite reproved; or +his mamma would say gently, "You'll be late again, Josey." If the +conversation was very interesting, he would only push back his chair a +little and wait for papa to say,—</p> + +<p>"My son, go this moment."</p> + +<p>One day his mamma had a long talk with him on the subject of +procrastination, after which he did much better.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[Pg 72]</a></span></p> + +<p>She explained to him that the meaning of the command, "Honor thy father +and thy mother," was not only that a child must obey when told to "go" +or "stay;" but he must strive in every thing to act as would please +them. He must honor them by anticipating their wishes, by acting when +they were absent as he knew they would approve if they were present.</p> + +<p>She told him that he could please the Lord Jesus by a dutiful<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[Pg 73]</a></span> attention +to their desires, such as, always to be in season for school, or +punctual to any engagement, just as much as by being honest and +truthful. The dear Saviour would look into his heart and know he was +trying to do right out of love for him.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 350px;"> +<img src="images/i075.jpg" width="350" height="185" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[Pg 74]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER VI.</h2> + +<h3>THE BURNED BABY.</h3> + + +<p>The winter after Josey was eight years old, his parents received a visit +from their dear friends Mr. and Mrs. Matthews and little Rose. Two +infant brothers had died since they last met, and Rose was still their +only daughter.</p> + +<p>Emma was now in her fifth<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[Pg 75]</a></span> year, and Rose only a few weeks younger.</p> + +<p>Many a time during the visit, did the mothers and Aunt Fanny talk over +the mistake made by Mrs. Reed, at which no one was more sorry than Mrs. +Reed herself. Many a time they laughed over the question of the cross +driver:</p> + +<p>"Why wont one do as well as t'other?"</p> + +<p>The man had married afterward, and when a tiny babe was put<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[Pg 76]</a></span> into his +arms, and he was told it was his own, he understood well why every +father and mother love their own children best.</p> + +<p>Aunt Fanny was soon going to leave the country. They had all been busy +for months in getting her clothes ready for the voyage, and a missionary +society in the village were making shirts, etc., for her friend, Mr. +Barnard.</p> + +<p>One afternoon, she walked to the village to give some directions that +had been requested, and took<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[Pg 77]</a></span> the opportunity to make her last calls on +some of her poor families.</p> + +<p>The tea hour passed, and she did not return. Her brother did not know +where she was gone, so they were obliged to wait patiently for her +return, though Josey grew every moment more anxious.</p> + +<p>At last it was within half an hour of his bedtime,—Emma and Rose had +long before gone to their cribs,—when Aunt Fanny's welcome voice was +heard.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">[Pg 78]</a></span></p> + +<p>She looked very pale, and all knew at once that something must have +happened. She motioned Josey to her side, and laid her head on his +shoulder as he stood by. Presently she exclaimed,—</p> + +<p>"I have seen a dreadful sight! Oh, I never can get it out of my mind! +The screams and shrieks, I hear them yet!"</p> + +<p>"What is it? do tell us," urged her sister.</p> + +<p>"You know little Juley Lane, what a passionate child she has<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[Pg 79]</a></span> always +been. I told Mrs. Lane the last time I was there, it wasn't safe to +leave her with the baby. She didn't seem to have any love for him. Now +she's killed him."</p> + +<p>Josey gave a start and sob of horror, while Mrs. Codman exclaimed,—</p> + +<p>"Shocking! terrible! how did it happen?"</p> + +<p>"I was making calls," added Fanny, with a groan, "and I met Mrs. Lane. +She was hurrying with a basket of clean clothes,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[Pg 80]</a></span> and told me she'd been +obliged to leave Juley with her old mother and the baby. I told her I +was going to call, which relieved her anxiety, and she said she'd be +home in a short time.</p> + +<p>"Long before I reached the house I heard awful groans, and on opening +the door, what a sight was before me.</p> + +<p>"Mrs. Lane, thinking the baby would be safer, had tied him into the high +chair, and set him in front of the stove. Julia had one<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[Pg 81]</a></span> of her fits of +anger and pushed him over. His poor hands and face fell upon the hot +iron and burned to a crisp. When I went in, the old woman had crawled on +her hands and feet, to the place, and was trying, with her poor deformed +fingers, to release him. Juley stood by, frightened and crying, but not +able to do anything.</p> + +<p>"I flew to untie him from his chair, which was in a bright blaze, and +then rushed to the door to send for a doctor. Then the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[Pg 82]</a></span> mother came. Oh, +dear! I wouldn't go through such a scene again for a kingdom. I don't +believe the poor child was conscious; the doctor thought not; but such a +sight! You wouldn't know him from a piece of burnt wood; and there he +lay, only showing he was alive by a feeble groan.</p> + +<p>"Mrs. Lane shrieked and tore her hair, and when Juley pulled her dress, +I was afraid she'd kill her, too. So I got a neighbor to carry her off, +screaming and fighting.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[Pg 83]</a></span> The old woman hasn't been across the room +before by herself for a year, and now lies speechless on the bed; I +don't believe she'll live till morning."</p> + +<p>Mr. Codman put on his hat directly and hurried away to the distressed +family, while his wife took off Fanny's hat, and brought her a cup of +tea, begging her to try and eat a piece of toast.</p> + +<p>"You'll be sick, dear, if you don't," she urged. "The shock has been too +much for you."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">[Pg 84]</a></span></p> + +<p>"I can't hold the cup;" sobbed Fanny, giving way at last; and then she +held up her poor burned hands and arms.</p> + +<p>"Oh! oh dear!" screamed her sister.</p> + +<p>"My poor, poor girl!" exclaimed Mrs. Matthews; and then they and Josey +and Nurse all cried together.</p> + +<p>In less than half an hour Mr. Codman returned, and the doctor with him.</p> + +<p>The old woman had breathed her last. Fanny had saved her<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[Pg 85]</a></span> from burning +to death, by tearing off her blazing clothes at the risk of her own +life. The neighbors all said Miss Fanny was an angel. If it had not been +for her presence of mind, the house would have been burned, and the +widow have lost everything.</p> + +<p>The doctor bound up the poor, blistered hands and arms, talking +cheerfully as he did so, but, his eyes grew moist as he told them +afterward what she had done.</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[Pg 86]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER VII.</h2> + +<h3>JOSEY'S SORROW.</h3> + + +<p>In the hurry and excitement, no one thought of little Josey. It was not +till Aunt Fanny was sinking to sleep from the effects of the doctor's +medicine that his mother found him sobbing by himself in the corner.</p> + +<p>"What will become of Juley,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[Pg 87]</a></span> mamma? will she have to be put into +prison?"</p> + +<p>"Don't think about Juley to-night, dear," she answered, soothingly. +"You'll cry yourself sick. We must all thank God, who saved our dear +Aunt Fanny's life. She was so good and thoughtful, and did not once stop +on account of the pain in her hands, but threw water on the flames, and +almost lifted the old woman into bed."</p> + +<p>"Oh, mamma! I am glad about<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[Pg 88]</a></span> that; but I can't help thinking, if you +hadn't taught me to love my sister, and not give way to temper, I might +have—I mean, dear, darling Emma might have been burned to death. Do you +think God has forgiven me, mamma, for striking her as I used to?"</p> + +<p>"Yes, Josey, I am sure He has. You're a kind, affectionate brother now, +teaching your sister to be patient and obliging."</p> + +<p>She saw the shock had been too<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[Pg 89]</a></span> much for him. He trembled excessively as +he tried to unbutton his jacket.</p> + +<p>"I'll talk with you all about it to-morrow," she said; "try to say your +prayers now, and go to sleep."</p> + +<p>"But, mamma, are you sure Aunt Fanny will get well? She did groan so, +when the doctor touched her arm."</p> + +<p>"Oh, yes! I hope she'll be better in a few days. Burns are always very +painful at first."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[Pg 90]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Well, Aunt Fanny is a good missionary. Isn't she? She was kind one to +another."</p> + +<p>"Yes, indeed! she always is that; just like your father, you know."</p> + +<p>Mr. Codman wrote Mr. Barnard the same evening, and he came the day but +one after the poor baby was burned, just as Mr. and Mrs. Codman were +starting to attend the funeral of the old lady and child.</p> + +<p>Fanny was dressed and sitting<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[Pg 91]</a></span> in an easy chair, both arms bandaged to +the elbows and laid out on a pillow. She looked very white, except where +a fever spot burned on each cheek. Mrs. Matthews sat by, talking in a +cheerful tone, while Rose and Emma played with their dolls in the corner +of the chamber.</p> + +<p>With a gentle knock Mrs. Codman peeped in, asking, in a mysterious +voice,—</p> + +<p>"Are you ready for visitors?" Then, without waiting for an answer,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[Pg 92]</a></span> she +beckoned the young missionary to come forward.</p> + +<p>He flew to her side, and, not daring to trust his voice, instantly +kissed her cheek.</p> + +<p>"This is Mrs. Matthews," Mrs. Codman said. "She will be happy to tell +you what a heroine your Fanny has been. I must run away, or I shall be +late."</p> + +<p>Mrs. Matthews repeated some of the particulars of the dreadful accident, +and then, seeing how hard it was for the young man<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[Pg 93]</a></span> to control his +feelings, rose, and calling the children, left the room with them.</p> + +<p>"My own Fanny," he said, putting his hand softly on her head, "I wish I +could bear this dreadful pain for you. How could you expose your +precious life? What should I have done if you too"—</p> + +<p>He stopped suddenly, and walked to the window, but soon returned at the +sound of her voice, saying,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[Pg 94]</a></span>—</p> + +<p>"James, you are making quite too much of what I did. Any one would have +done the same. I could never look you in the face if I had not tried to +relieve such terrible suffering. But Oh, it was dreadful! I cannot +forget it."</p> + +<p>Tears filled her eyes, and he tenderly wiped them away.</p> + +<p>"I cannot sleep," she went on, "except under the influence of anodynes. +The shrieks and groans ring in my ears."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[Pg 95]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Your nervous system has had a shock, and it will take time to recover. +You know I have been studying a little medicine, and I shall take you +for my first patient. I prescribe perfect rest, and that you see no one +but me."</p> + +<p>Fanny laughed. "Josey will have something to say to that," she began. +"He has been the most unwearied little nurse, and his face has grown +very sad."</p> + +<p>"Dear little fellow! I shall love him better than ever."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[Pg 96]</a></span></p> + +<p>Mr. Barnard staid two days, and then Fanny was obliged to insist that he +should leave her, as there were not quite two months before they were to +sail, and she knew that every moment of his time was filled with +engagements.</p> + +<p>Her burns were less painful, and it would still be weeks before she +could help herself at all; but she was surrounded with friends who +delighted in doing anything for her comfort.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_97" id="Page_97">[Pg 97]</a></span></p> + +<p>She bade him good-bye, with a tear and a smile, not expecting to see him +again till a day or two before their marriage.</p> + +<p>He looked back to watch her sitting so white and patient, without one +murmuring word, and thanked God that she was so soon to be his own +loving, faithful wife.</p> + +<p>Josey rejoiced that now he could return to his labor of love and feed +his beloved aunt;<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_98" id="Page_98">[Pg 98]</a></span> for she insisted that he did it more skilfully than +any of them.</p> + +<p>Those were precious hours to the dear boy, when, with the tray before +him and a spoon in his hand, he ministered to her wants, meantime +telling her all the thoughts of his little heart. Years after he +remembered the words she had said, and tried to improve by them.</p> + +<p>He was now fully determined to be a missionary and go out to tell the +heathen about Christ, as his aunt Fanny was going. He began<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_99" id="Page_99">[Pg 99]</a></span> at once to +gather all the tracts and primers he could find, and packed them in an +old valise.</p> + +<p>His mother found them there some months later; and explained to him that +the poor Hindoos could not read English.</p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 350px;"> +<img src="images/i101.jpg" width="350" height="168" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_100" id="Page_100">[Pg 100]</a></span></p> +<h2>CHAPTER VIII.</h2> + +<h3>JOSEY'S GIFT.</h3> + + +<p>Aunt Fanny's burns were now nearly healed. For a week she had been +without the bandages, though the wounds were still tender. Her trunks +were mostly packed, and many tokens of love placed there by beloved +friends.</p> + +<p>When with her brother's family<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_101" id="Page_101">[Pg 101]</a></span> the young missionary always wore a +cheerful smile; but there were hours when she wept at the thought of +parting from those who were so dear. Yet not for one instant did she +regret the choice of her life. She was going to tell the poor benighted +heathen of the love of Jesus,—to try and persuade them to throw away +their idols, and worship the living and true God.</p> + +<p>As she thought of all this, and realized what a privilege it was to save +souls from eternal death, her<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_102" id="Page_102">[Pg 102]</a></span> whole heart glowed with a desire to be +among those for whom she was to labor.</p> + +<p>Mr. and Mrs. Matthews had been travelling for some weeks, but had now +returned to be in season for the wedding.</p> + +<p>On the Sabbath night previous, the family were seated in the library, +when mamma noticed that Josey was not present. She could not account for +this, because, when out of school, he was scarcely a moment away from +his aunt's side.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_103" id="Page_103">[Pg 103]</a></span> She went through several rooms in search of him, and +at last found him in a closet by himself, sobbing as if his heart would +break.</p> + +<p>"Why must Aunt Fanny go?" he sobbed, "I can't bear it,—I can't bear not +to see her any longer!"</p> + +<p>"My darling," said mamma, taking his hand, and leading him to her own +chamber, "do you know what Aunt Fanny is going for?"</p> + +<p>"Yes, mamma, but couldn't somebody<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_104" id="Page_104">[Pg 104]</a></span> else do it?" She stopped a moment +and then said,—</p> + +<p>"Josey, there was a time, thousands of years ago, when man had sinned, +and there was no hope nor joy for him in the world; there was only the +certainty that his soul must be miserable forever. Then our blessed +Saviour said, 'I pity these poor people and shall try to save them.' He +left his glorious throne, by the side of his Father, and came here to +give himself to death.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_105" id="Page_105">[Pg 105]</a></span></p> + +<p>"The love and pity of God the Father was so great, that he sent his +beloved Son, that whosoever believeth on him shall have everlasting +life.</p> + +<p>"The poor Hindoos know nothing of the true God. They have not the +precious Bible, as we have, to tell them that they need not throw their +babies to the crocodiles,—they need not tear and wound their own flesh, +nor throw themselves under the wheels of the cruel Juggernaut. Your aunt +Fanny<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_106" id="Page_106">[Pg 106]</a></span> and uncle James are going to tell them, they need do nothing of +all this. They desire to say to those poor, ignorant men and women and +children, that Christ's love for them is so great that if they will but +come and accept of his salvation, it shall be freely theirs. She wants +to tell the poor, weary pilgrims, who have been walking hundreds of +miles with stones in their shoes, that the blessed Jesus will accept +them without money, without price, without any of these painful<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_107" id="Page_107">[Pg 107]</a></span> +journeys,—that they have only to lay their load of sin upon him, and he +will carry it for them."</p> + +<p>Josey's tears ceased to flow, and he listened with almost breathless +interest.</p> + +<p>"Do you want to keep Aunt Fanny from telling them this?" mamma asked. +"Do you want them to go on worshipping those senseless idols, which can +neither see, nor hear, nor understand?"</p> + +<p>With a great sob Josey answered,</p> + +<p>"No, mamma, I love her dearly,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_108" id="Page_108">[Pg 108]</a></span> dearly; but I'll let Jesus have her. +He'll know then how I love him."</p> + +<p>With a gush of tears, she folded him to her heart. When they were more +calm, she urged him to return to the parlor.</p> + +<p>"Pretty soon I will," he said softly, "And oh, mamma, if you'll please +let me sit up an hour later every night till she—I mean, till we're all +alone. Now I'm going to write her a letter."</p> + +<p>My little reader, would you like to read it, and see how our dear<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_109" id="Page_109">[Pg 109]</a></span> Josey +showed his love to his Saviour? how he tried to obey the rule, "My +little children let us not love in word, neither in tongue, but in deed +and in truth?" It was this:</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p> +"My dear, darling Aunt Fanny:</p> + +<p>"I've been thinking a great deal about you, and once I said +I couldn't let you go away; but I'm willing now. I know I +shall miss you dreadfully. And it makes me cry to think how +I shall<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_110" id="Page_110">[Pg 110]</a></span> want to hear you pray by my bed, every night; but +I'll tell you why I'm willing. You know I'm trying to be a +Christian child, and I do hope the dear Saviour has pardoned +my sins; so I want to show Him that I really thank Him for +it, and to-night, I said to myself, 'I have nothing to give +Jesus, to show him my love, but my dear, dear aunty. I do +hope it will show the heathen a little, that I love them, +and want to be kind to them. When you get<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_111" id="Page_111">[Pg 111]</a></span> there, will you +please tell them a little boy gave his aunt to the Saviour, +so that they may learn the way to heaven.</p> + +<p>"When I am a man, I hope I shall be a missionary, too; and +perhaps then God will let me see you and Uncle James again.</p> + + +<p class="right">"Your little nephew,<br /> + +"JOSEY CODMAN."</p></div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 350px;"> +<img src="images/i113.jpg" width="350" height="202" alt="" title="" /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>MRS. LESLIE'S<br /> +BIBLE PEARLS.</h2> + +<h3><i>Series for Boys.</i></h3> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Vol. I. The Pearl of Love.</span><br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0"><span class="smcap"> " II. " " " Charity.</span><br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0"><span class="smcap"> " III. " " " Obedience.</span><br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0"><span class="smcap"> " IV. " " " Penitence.</span><br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0"><span class="smcap"> " V. " " " Hope.</span><br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0"><span class="smcap"> " VI. " " " Patience.</span><br /></span> +</div></div> + + +<h3><i>Series for Girls.</i></h3> + + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0"><span class="smcap">Vol. I. The Pearl of Faith.</span><br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0"><span class="smcap"> " II. " " " Diligence.</span><br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0"><span class="smcap"> " III. " " " Meekness.</span><br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0"><span class="smcap"> " IV. " " " Forgiveness.</span><br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0"><span class="smcap"> " V. " " " Hope.</span><br /></span> +</div><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0"><span class="smcap"> " VI. " " " Contentment.</span><br /></span> +</div></div> + + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Pearl of Love, by Madeline Leslie + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE PEARL OF LOVE *** + +***** This file should be named 33811-h.htm or 33811-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + http://www.gutenberg.org/3/3/8/1/33811/ + +Produced by The Online Distributed Proofreading Team at +http://www.pgdp.net. 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