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+*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 78137 ***
+
+[Illustration: Nurse encourages Diligence and Indolence to wake up and
+get ready for their journey _See Page 5._]
+
+
+
+
+THE WARNING CLOCK; OR, THE VOICE OF THE _New Year_.
+
+[Illustration: Divider]
+
+BY MRS. CAMERON, _Author of “Margaret Whyte,” &c. &c._
+
+[Illustration: Divider]
+
+_NEW EDITION._
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+LONDON: PRINTED FOR HOULSTON AND CO. 65, Paternoster-Row.
+
+
+
+
+THE WARNING CLOCK.
+
+
+Many years ago, two little children disobliged a tender father very
+highly, by their rebellious and undutiful conduct; so much so that he
+banished them to a distance from himself: but as he had still thoughts
+of pity towards them, he placed over them a faithful nurse, whose
+business it was to watch their behaviour, and to report faithfully to
+them such messages as he might vouchsafe from time to time to send to
+them.
+
+Early one fine morning, as these two little children were sleeping side
+by side, their nurse came into their room; and she said, “Arise, my
+little children, you have a long journey to take to-day, and you must
+lose no more time in sleep.”
+
+“Where are we going?” asked one of the little girls, whose name was
+Diligence.
+
+“You are going home; and I hope you will reach your father’s house
+before night: for your elder brother has sent you word that your father
+desires to see you this very day; and when you return, he will kill for
+you the fatted calf, and there will be music and dancing!”
+
+“And is our father willing to forgive us?” said Diligence, earnestly.
+
+“Yes,” answered the nurse; “your elder brother has interceded for you,
+and you are no more to be banished from his house: and even now, your
+father is looking for you, and, no doubt, when you are yet a great way
+off, he will run and fall on your neck, and kiss you.”
+
+Then Diligence rose in great haste from her bed, and put on her
+clothes; and when she was dressed, she called to her sister, and she
+said, “Sister, are you not rising?”
+
+Then Indolence rubbed her eyes, and she answered, faintly, “I was
+dreaming so pleasantly; why do you awake me?”
+
+_Diligence._ I awake you to tell you the good news; our father has sent
+for us!
+
+_Indolence._ I am coming, but I cannot open my eyes yet.
+
+_Diligence._ But we must be at our father’s house by night.
+
+_Indolence._ There are many hours till night; I cannot get up yet,
+I must have a little more sleep. (So she shut her eyes, and turned
+herself round, and was asleep again in a few moments.)
+
+Then the nurse said to Diligence, “You must not lose any more time;
+gird yourself for your journey, and here is a staff which your father
+has sent you, and I have with me certain other refreshments, provided
+by his kindness for you to eat and drink by the way, and to strengthen
+you, for the journey is long.”
+
+“Oh!” answered Diligence, “I cannot leave my sister behind me! must she
+never see my father’s house? Oh! Indolence, my sister.” Then Diligence
+awoke Indolence, and she said to her, “My sister, my beloved sister,
+awake, and come with me. I am going to the land that is very far off:
+we have lived in the house of our banishment together, O let us live
+together in our father’s mansions.”
+
+Indolence opened her eyes, and stared vacantly at Diligence. “I will
+sleep one more hour, and then I will follow you,” she said. So she
+slept again, and Diligence tried in vain to awaken her.
+
+Just then the clock struck; and the nurse said to Diligence, “You must
+wait no longer, the time is urgent. I will strive to waken your sister
+when you are gone.”
+
+Then she put into the hands of Diligence her staff and the sweet
+refreshments prepared for her, and she gave her directions for the
+journey, and pointed her way to the Everlasting Hills, among which her
+father’s palace stood.
+
+[Illustration: Diligence holding her staff looking towards the hills]
+
+So Diligence gave a last farewell look at her sleeping sister, and
+turned her face towards her father’s house. The shadows of the morning
+were long, and the dew was on the grass, when the little pilgrim set
+off. She began her journey betimes, her steps were light and cheerful,
+and the innocent gaiety of childhood was sanctified and nourished by
+holy hope and love.
+
+In the mean time, Indolence lay sleeping on her bed of down. Again the
+clock struck, and the nurse knocked loudly at her door. But she faintly
+answered, “I will get up presently.” Again she slept--and slept till
+the nurse knocked more loudly; and she started up just in time to count
+the clock striking twelve. Its deep and solemn sound struck her ear,
+and she recollected that her sister had been set off nearly six hours.
+“How shall I overtake her?” said she. “It is impossible.”
+
+The nurse just at that moment came in, and rejoicing to find her awake,
+she affectionately repeated all her father’s tender invitations, she
+dwelt upon the great things her elder brother had done for her, and she
+earnestly entreated and urged her to arise.
+
+At length she prevailed with her so far, that she began to put on some
+of her clothes; and she promised the nurse that she would make haste
+to dress herself. But her faithful adviser had scarcely left the room,
+when a fit of drowsiness coming on, she persuaded herself that it would
+be better for her just to take one little nap, before she undertook her
+long and fatiguing journey.
+
+The noon had passed and the afternoon was fast wearing away, when the
+nurse, who had been waiting below with a staff and refreshments for
+Indolence, came up again into her room, and to her great grief found
+her still asleep. Again she awoke her, and in an angry voice bade her
+count the hour of six. “It is twelve hours since your sister set out,”
+said the nurse, “and she has probably reached her father’s house in
+peace, while you are still sleeping here. How many times has that clock
+vainly called unto you, ‘Up, and be doing!’”
+
+[Illustration: Nurse wakes Indolence]
+
+“It is not yet too late,” answered Indolence: “many travellers begin
+their journey at a later hour than this.”
+
+“It is true,” replied the nurse, “that this is sometimes the case;
+but it is rarely so: for it is very hazardous and very fatiguing to
+travel through bad roads, when the freshness of the morning is past,
+and the light of the day is fading away. The twilight of morning is
+the forerunner of the sun, and we walk by that twilight in sweet
+expectation; but the twilight of evening is succeeded by the darkness
+of night. But come, it is better late than never. Lose no time, lose
+not an instant to begin your journey. Awake! awake!”
+
+“When the clock strikes seven I will set off,” answered Indolence: “I
+shall then have several hours before midnight; and it will be cooler
+at that time, and I shall travel with greater ease: at present, the
+sultriness of the evening is insupportable.”
+
+The nurse shook her head, and withdrew; for Indolence had closed her
+eyes, and closed them in eternal sleep. For the clock tolled the hour
+of seven, and eight, and nine, and ten, and Indolence awoke not; and
+before the hour of eleven had struck, a messenger arrived at the
+house where Indolence was asleep: and he was in haste, and would brook
+no delay, and his errand was this--to say that Diligence was arrived
+safely at her father’s house, that she was clothed in white, and had
+rings upon her hand and shoes upon her feet; that she rested herself
+after her journey in the presence of her father and her brother, and
+refreshed herself with their smiles and the tokens of their love. He
+had also to say to Indolence, that her day of grace was passed for
+ever, and the doors of her father’s house were closed against her.
+The commission of the messenger was, further,--to convey Indolence to
+the dark and dreadful abode of the slothful and unprofitable servant,
+to the abode of _outer darkness, where there is weeping, and wailing,
+and gnashing of teeth: where the worm dieth not, and the fire is not
+quenched_.
+
+[Illustration: Messenger knocks on the door]
+
+Then was it fulfilled, that the child that loveth his life shall lose
+it, and he that hateth his life in this world shall keep it unto life
+eternal.
+
+                                                                      L.
+
+
+FINIS.
+
+
+
+
+_By the same Author._
+
+
+  EMMA and her NURSE. Price 2_s._ 6_d._
+  The WORKHOUSE. Price 1_s._ 6_d._
+  MARTEN and his SCHOLARS. Price 1_s._ 6_d._
+  FIDELITY and PROFESSION. Price 1_s._
+  MARGARET WHYTE. Price 6_d._
+  The RAVEN and the DOVE. Price 6_d._
+  The HOLIDAY QUEEN. Price 6_d._
+  The CASKETS. Price 6_d._
+  The LOST CHILD. Price 6_d._
+  The POLITE CHILDREN. Price 6_d._
+  The MOTHER’S GRAVE. Price 6_d._
+  DIALOGUES for Youth. Part the First. Price 3_d._
+  Ditto, Part the Second. Price 4_d._
+  The TWO LAMBS. Price 3_d._
+  The THREE FLOWER-POTS. Price 2_d._
+  The LITTLE DOG FLORA, with her Silver Bell. Price 1_d._
+  The NOSEGAY of HONEYSUCKLES. Price 1_d._
+  The KIND LITTLE BOY. Price 1_d._
+  The STRAWBERRY-GATHERERS. Price 1_d._
+
+
+
+
+TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES
+
+
+Illustrations (except the frontispiece) have been moved
+to the end of paragraphs that they depict.
+
+Italic words are marked with _underscores_.
+
+Thought breaks are marked with five spaced asterisks, like so.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 78137 ***
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+<div style='text-align:center'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 78137 ***</div>
+
+
+<figure class="figcenter illowp100" style="max-width: 58em;">
+  <img class="w100" src="images/frontis.png" alt="Nurse encourages Dilegence and Indolence to wake up and get ready for their journey">
+  <figcaption>
+    <p class="right">
+    <i>See <a href="#Page_5">Page 5</a>.</i>
+    </p>
+  </figcaption>
+</figure>
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_2">[Pg 2]</span></p>
+
+
+<h1>
+THE<br>
+WARNING CLOCK;
+</h1>
+
+
+<p class="center">OR,
+THE VOICE OF THE
+<i>New Year</i>.</p>
+
+<figure class="figcenter illowp100" style="max-width: 11.0625em;">
+  <img class="w100" src="images/divider.png" alt="" data-role="presentation">
+</figure>
+
+<p class="center">BY MRS. CAMERON,
+<i>Author of “Margaret Whyte,” &amp;c. &amp;c.</i></p>
+
+<figure class="figcenter illowp100" style="max-width: 11.0625em;">
+  <img class="w100" src="images/divider.png" alt="" data-role="presentation">
+</figure>
+
+<p class="center"><i>NEW EDITION.</i></p>
+
+<hr class="tb">
+
+<p class="center">LONDON:
+PRINTED FOR HOULSTON AND CO.
+65, Paternoster-Row.</p>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_4">[Pg 4]</span></p>
+
+
+  <h2 class="nobreak">
+    THE
+    WARNING CLOCK.
+  </h2>
+</div>
+
+<p class="pfirst"><span class="ddropcapbox"><img class="idropcap"
+  src="images/dropcap.png" width="102" height="114" alt="M"></span>
+any years ago, two little children
+disobliged a tender father very highly,
+by their rebellious and undutiful conduct;
+so much so that he banished
+them to a distance from himself: but
+as he had still thoughts of pity towards
+them, he placed over them a faithful
+nurse, whose business it was to watch
+their behaviour, and to report faithfully
+to them such messages as he might
+vouchsafe from time to time to send to
+them.</p>
+
+<p>Early one fine morning, as these two
+little children were sleeping side by
+side, their nurse came into their room;
+and she said, “Arise, my little children,
+you have a long journey to take to-day,
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_5">[Pg 5]</span>and you must lose no more time in
+sleep.”</p>
+
+<p>“Where are we going?” asked one
+of the little girls, whose name was
+Diligence.</p>
+
+<p>“You are going home; and I hope
+you will reach your father’s house before
+night: for your elder brother has
+sent you word that your father desires
+to see you this very day; and when you
+return, he will kill for you the fatted
+calf, and there will be music and dancing!”</p>
+
+<p>“And is our father willing to forgive
+us?” said Diligence, earnestly.</p>
+
+<p>“Yes,” answered the nurse; “your
+elder brother has interceded for you,
+and you are no more to be banished
+from his house: and even now, your father
+is looking for you, and, no doubt,
+when you are yet a great way off, he
+will run and fall on your neck, and
+kiss you.”</p>
+
+<p>Then Diligence rose in great haste
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_6">[Pg 6]</span>from her bed, and put on her clothes;
+and when she was dressed, she called
+to her sister, and she said, “Sister,
+are you not rising?”</p>
+
+<p>Then Indolence rubbed her eyes, and
+she answered, faintly, “I was dreaming
+so pleasantly; why do you awake me?”</p>
+
+<p><i>Diligence.</i> I awake you to tell you
+the good news; our father has sent for
+us!</p>
+
+<p><i>Indolence.</i> I am coming, but I cannot
+open my eyes yet.</p>
+
+<p><i>Diligence.</i> But we must be at our
+father’s house by night.</p>
+
+<p><i>Indolence.</i> There are many hours
+till night; I cannot get up yet, I must
+have a little more sleep. (So she shut
+her eyes, and turned herself round,
+and was asleep again in a few moments.)</p>
+
+<p>Then the nurse said to Diligence,
+“You must not lose any more time;
+gird yourself for your journey, and
+here is a staff which your father has
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_7">[Pg 7]</span>sent you, and I have with me certain
+other refreshments, provided by his
+kindness for you to eat and drink by
+the way, and to strengthen you, for
+the journey is long.”</p>
+
+<p>“Oh!” answered Diligence, “I cannot
+leave my sister behind me! must
+she never see my father’s house? Oh!
+Indolence, my sister.” Then Diligence
+awoke Indolence, and she said to her,
+“My sister, my beloved sister, awake,
+and come with me. I am going to the
+land that is very far off: we have lived
+in the house of our banishment together,
+O let us live together in our
+father’s mansions.”</p>
+
+<p>Indolence opened her eyes, and
+stared vacantly at Diligence. “I will
+sleep one more hour, and then I will
+follow you,” she said. So she slept
+again, and Diligence tried in vain to
+awaken her.</p>
+
+<p>Just then the clock struck; and the
+nurse said to Diligence, “You must
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_8">[Pg 8]</span>wait no longer, the time is urgent. I
+will strive to waken your sister when
+you are gone.”</p>
+
+
+
+<p>Then she put into the hands of Diligence
+her staff and the sweet refreshments
+prepared for her, and she gave
+her directions for the journey, and
+pointed her way to the Everlasting
+Hills, among which her father’s palace
+stood.</p>
+
+<figure class="figcenter illowp93" style="max-width: 58em;">
+  <img class="w100" src="images/image009.png" alt="Diligence holding her staff looking towards the hills">
+</figure>
+
+<p>So Diligence gave a last farewell
+look at her sleeping sister, and turned
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_9">[Pg 9]</span>her face towards her father’s house.
+The shadows of the morning were long,
+and the dew was on the grass, when
+the little pilgrim set off. She began
+her journey betimes, her steps were
+light and cheerful, and the innocent
+gaiety of childhood was sanctified and
+nourished by holy hope and love.</p>
+
+<p>In the mean time, Indolence lay
+sleeping on her bed of down. Again
+the clock struck, and the nurse knocked
+loudly at her door. But she faintly
+answered, “I will get up presently.”
+Again she slept—and slept till
+the nurse knocked more loudly; and
+she started up just in time to count
+the clock striking twelve. Its deep
+and solemn sound struck her ear, and
+she recollected that her sister had
+been set off nearly six hours. “How
+shall I overtake her?” said she. “It
+is impossible.”</p>
+
+<p>The nurse just at that moment came
+in, and rejoicing to find her awake, she
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_10">[Pg 10]</span>affectionately repeated all her father’s
+tender invitations, she dwelt upon the
+great things her elder brother had done
+for her, and she earnestly entreated
+and urged her to arise.</p>
+
+<p>At length she prevailed with her so
+far, that she began to put on some of
+her clothes; and she promised the
+nurse that she would make haste to
+dress herself. But her faithful adviser
+had scarcely left the room, when
+a fit of drowsiness coming on, she persuaded
+herself that it would be better
+for her just to take one little nap, before
+she undertook her long and fatiguing
+journey.</p>
+
+<p>The noon had passed and the afternoon
+was fast wearing away, when the
+nurse, who had been waiting below with
+a staff and refreshments for Indolence,
+came up again into her room, and to
+her great grief found her still asleep.
+Again she awoke her, and in an angry
+voice bade her count the hour of six.
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_11">[Pg 11]</span>“It is twelve hours since your sister
+set out,” said the nurse, “and she has
+probably reached her father’s house in
+peace, while you are still sleeping here.
+How many times has that clock vainly
+called unto you, ‘Up, and be doing!’”</p>
+
+<figure class="figcenter illowp94" style="max-width: 58em;">
+  <img class="w100" src="images/image012.png" alt="Nurse wakes Indolence">
+</figure>
+
+<p>“It is not yet too late,” answered
+Indolence: “many travellers begin
+their journey at a later hour than this.”</p>
+
+<p>“It is true,” replied the nurse, “that
+this is sometimes the case; but it is
+rarely so: for it is very hazardous and
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</span>very fatiguing to travel through bad
+roads, when the freshness of the morning
+is past, and the light of the day is
+fading away. The twilight of morning
+is the forerunner of the sun, and we
+walk by that twilight in sweet expectation;
+but the twilight of evening is
+succeeded by the darkness of night.
+But come, it is better late than never.
+Lose no time, lose not an instant to begin
+your journey. Awake! awake!”</p>
+
+<p>“When the clock strikes seven I will
+set off,” answered Indolence: “I shall
+then have several hours before midnight;
+and it will be cooler at that
+time, and I shall travel with greater
+ease: at present, the sultriness of the
+evening is insupportable.”</p>
+
+<p>The nurse shook her head, and withdrew;
+for Indolence had closed her
+eyes, and closed them in eternal sleep.
+For the clock tolled the hour of seven,
+and eight, and nine, and ten, and Indolence
+awoke not; and before the hour
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_13">[Pg 13]</span>of eleven had struck, a messenger arrived
+at the house where Indolence was
+asleep: and he was in haste, and would
+brook no delay, and his errand was this—to
+say that Diligence was arrived
+safely at her father’s house, that she
+was clothed in white, and had rings
+upon her hand and shoes upon her
+feet; that she rested herself after her
+journey in the presence of her father
+and her brother, and refreshed herself
+with their smiles and the tokens of
+<span class="pagenum" id="Page_14">[Pg 14]</span>their love. He had also to say to Indolence,
+that her day of grace was
+passed for ever, and the doors of her
+father’s house were closed against her.
+The commission of the messenger was,
+further,—to convey Indolence to the
+dark and dreadful abode of the slothful
+and unprofitable servant, to the
+abode of <i>outer darkness, where there is
+weeping, and wailing, and gnashing of
+teeth: where the worm dieth not, and
+the fire is not quenched</i>.</p>
+
+<figure class="figcenter illowp93" style="max-width: 58em;">
+  <img class="w100" src="images/image014.png" alt="Messenger knocks on the door">
+</figure>
+
+<p>Then was it fulfilled, that the child
+that loveth his life shall lose it, and he
+that hateth his life in this world shall
+keep it unto life eternal.</p>
+
+<p class="right">
+  L.
+</p>
+
+
+<p class="center">FINIS.</p>
+
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<div class="chapter">
+
+<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_15">[Pg 15]</span></p>
+
+
+  <p class="booklist">
+    <i>By the same Author.</i>
+  </p>
+</div>
+
+
+<ul style="list-style-type: none">
+  <li>EMMA and her NURSE. Price 2<i>s.</i> 6<i>d.</i></li>
+  <li>The WORKHOUSE. Price 1<i>s.</i> 6<i>d.</i></li>
+  <li>MARTEN and his SCHOLARS. Price 1<i>s.</i> 6<i>d.</i></li>
+  <li>FIDELITY and PROFESSION. Price 1<i>s.</i></li>
+  <li>MARGARET WHYTE. Price 6<i>d.</i></li>
+  <li>The RAVEN and the DOVE. Price 6<i>d.</i></li>
+  <li>The HOLIDAY QUEEN. Price 6<i>d.</i></li>
+  <li>The CASKETS. Price 6<i>d.</i></li>
+  <li>The LOST CHILD. Price 6<i>d.</i></li>
+  <li>The POLITE CHILDREN. Price 6<i>d.</i></li>
+  <li>The MOTHER’S GRAVE. Price 6<i>d.</i></li>
+  <li>DIALOGUES for Youth. Part the First. Price 3<i>d.</i></li>
+  <li>Ditto, Part the Second. Price 4<i>d.</i></li>
+  <li>The TWO LAMBS. Price 3<i>d.</i></li>
+  <li>The THREE FLOWER-POTS. Price 2<i>d.</i></li>
+  <li>The LITTLE DOG FLORA, with her Silver Bell. Price 1<i>d.</i></li>
+  <li>The NOSEGAY of HONEYSUCKLES. Price 1<i>d.</i></li>
+  <li>The KIND LITTLE BOY. Price 1<i>d.</i></li>
+  <li>The STRAWBERRY-GATHERERS. Price 1<i>d.</i></li>
+</ul>
+
+
+<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop">
+<div class="transnote">
+  <h2 class="nobreak">
+    TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES
+  </h2>
+<p>A blank Page 3 has been removed from this text.</p>
+<p>Illustrations (except the frontispiece) have been moved to the end of paragraphs that they depict.</p>
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