Ypsilanti sentinel. [volume] (Ypsilanti, Washtenaw Co., Mich.) 1843-1900, 1845-08-20
The Little Girl and the Rain.

1A-Ei Tte By MRS. L. III. sIGoURNEY. -.,.-
Mother, it rans.' said a little girl, who was
looking out at the window. i am SO sorry
not to 90 and make the visit 20 Emma. She in
vited me twice before, but it raincd; and now 1t
is raining hard again. sei dh ,ssVlsgq sf'
ii hope you will net be unhappy, my DEAR
said her mother. 4 think see tears upon your
cheeks. | will not say it is little thing for the
troubles of children seem great to them but trust
you will be patient, and wait pleasantly for good
weather. yssi7 : i v.faer . tsdyf lr3 F,bzs,oi
:. Mother, you have told me that God knows
every thing, and that he is always good. Then
he certainly must know that there is but one Sat
urday afternoon in the week, and that is all the
time have to play with my little friends. He
must know that it has raned now these three
holidays, when l wished SO much to go abroad.
And can he not make sunshine whenever he plea
SEES
we cannot understand all the ways of God,
my child but The Bible tells us he is wise and
good. Look into your little garden, and see how
happy the rose buds are to catch the soft rain in
their bosoms, and how the violets lif up their
sweet faces 10 meet it, and as the drops fall into
the quiet stream, how it dimples with gladness
| and gratitude. The cattle will drink at the
stream. and be refreshed. Should it be dried up
they would be troubled, and were the green grass
! to grow brown and die, they would be troubled
still more, and some Of them might perish for
want of FOOD '"'.' Ds'"'ss'1 - AS"s
Then the good Ho,her told her daughter Of the
sandy deserts IN the East, and of the Camel,
who patiently bears thirst for many days. and
how the fainiing traveller watched for the rain
cloud, and blessed God when he found the water
and he showed his pictures of the camel and OF
the caravan, and told her how they were some
times buried under the sands of the DESERT And
she told her a story of the mother who wandered
in the wilderness with her son, and when the wa
ter spentin the bottle she laid him under the
shades to die, and went and prayed in her anguish
to God then how an angel brought The, water
from heaven, and her son lived She told her OF
another story from the bible, how there fell no
train in the land of Israel Tor more thanthree years
band the grass drIed up, and the brooks wasted a.
way, and the cattle died; and howthe, good proph-
etprayed earnestly to God. and the skies SEM their
blessed rain and the earth gave forth he's fruit.
Many other things this good mother said to her
child, TO teach and entertain her. u Then they
sang fogther,a sweet him or two, AID the little
girl was prsed to find the afternoon SO swiftly
spent, for the time passed pleasantly sai nc
o So she thanked her kind mother for the stories
she had told, and the pictures she had shown her
And she smiled aud said, Ivy hat God .peases is
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Iad Her mother kissed herr and said. Garry this
sweet spirit with you, my daughter, aas long as
hyou live, and you will have gathered more wis.
tdomfrom the storm than from the sunshine.'lR~
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+ OF Friendship often ends Inioye but love, IN
friendship never,