. Modern stories. mission Sunday-schoolnear by. And so much in earnest was the sweet littleteacher, and so hungry for any sort of good tidings wasthe starved little pupil, that Timothy got religionthen and there, as simply and naturally as a child takesits mothers milk. He was probably in a state of crassignorance regarding the Thirty-nine Articles; but itwas the engrafted word, of which the Bible speaks,that had blossomed in Timothys heart; the living seedhad always been there, waiting for some beneficentfostering influence; for he was what dear Charles Lambwould have called a natural kingdom
. Modern stories. mission Sunday-schoolnear by. And so much in earnest was the sweet littleteacher, and so hungry for any sort of good tidings wasthe starved little pupil, that Timothy got religionthen and there, as simply and naturally as a child takesits mothers milk. He was probably in a state of crassignorance regarding the Thirty-nine Articles; but itwas the engrafted word, of which the Bible speaks,that had blossomed in Timothys heart; the living seedhad always been there, waiting for some beneficentfostering influence; for he was what dear Charles Lambwould have called a natural , therefore, of Miss Doras injunction to prayover all the extraordinary affairs of life and as manyof the ordinary ones as possible, he hung his tatteredstraw hat on the bedpost, and knelt beside Gays cribwith this whispered prayer: — Our Father who art in heaven, please help me tofind a mother for Gay, one that she can call Mamma,and another one for me, if theres enough, but not unless. 48. ** SHE WAS SAKE ON HER BELOVED TIMOTHYS SHOULDER 3E8BE: iS TWO LITTLE RUNAWAYS Please excuse me for taking away the clothes-basket,which does not exactly belong to us, but if I do not takeit, dear heavenly Father, how will I get Gay to the rail-road ? And if I dont take the Japanese umbrella shewill get freckled, and nobody will adopt her on accountof her red hair. No more at present, as I am in a greathurry. Amen. He put on his hat, stooped over the sleeping baby,and took her in his faithful arms, —arms that hadnever failed her yet. She half opened her eyes, and see-ing that she was safe on her beloved Timothys shoul-der, clasped her dimpled arms tight about his neck,and with a long sigh drifted off again into the land ofdreams. Bending beneath her weight, he stepped forthe last time across the threshold, not even daring toclose the door behind him. Up the alley and round the corner he sped as fastas his trembling legs could carry him. Just as he waswithin sight o
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