thing wrong in my system, for now, at the end
of ten years, I begin to fear that she is no better,
if indeed, she is as good as she was when she
first came to me, a child of six years. I must be
greatly to blame ; I must have erred in my duty.
And yet, I have labored su earnestly ! " Another
tear stole down Aunt Faith's cheek as she thought
of the heavy responsibility resting upon her life.
" Shall I be able to answer to my brothers and
sisters for all these little souls ? " she mused.
" There is Hugh also. Can I dare to think he is
a true Christian ? He is not an acknowledged
soldier of the Cross ; and, in spite of all the care
and instruction that have been lavished upon
him, what more can I truthfully say than that
he is generous and brave ? Can I disguise from,
myself his faults, his tendencies towards free-
thinking, his gay idea of life, — ideas, which, in
a great city, will surely lead him astray ? No ;
I cannot! And yet he is the child of many
prayers. How well I remember his mother !
how earnestly she prayed for the little boy !
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