Lewisburg chronicle. [volume] (Lewisburg, Pa.) 1850-1859, 1853-04-29

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0 eyes," he said, 4" often tell moth,
e So; but she says that I help her gre;
t deal now, and that she wouldn't spare IN
for the world and father says I'm the bes
e nurse he ever had, if am blind"
: 81 am sure you are good boy, Robert,
| answered quickly.
| "No, sir" he said, 81 am not good, bu
have got a very wicked heart; and l thin
a great many wicked thoughts-and if i
wasn't for the Savior, don't know wha
| would do ~
"And how does the Savior help you p
go, sir, l pray to him, and then h'
comes into my heart, and says y forgive
you, Robert; l love you, poor blind boy
l will take away your evil heart, and give
you new one' And then feel so hap
py and it seems to me as if l could al
most hear the angels singing up in heaven "'
"Well, Robert, that is right; and do
you ever expect to see the angels ?"
80, yes, sir When L die, my spirit
will not be blind. 1t is only my clay
house that has no windows. l can see
with my mind now, and that, mother tells
ME, is the way they see in heaven. And
L heard father reading in the Bible the
other day, where it tells about heaven, and
it said there is no night there But
here it is night to blind people all the
time. ., Sir, when l feel bad because
can not see, think about heaven, and it
comforts me %
l saw now that Robert began to be un-
easy and acted as if be wanted to 20 on.
l said, Don't you like to talk with me,
Robert?"
"Ies, sir, do; and it 5 very kind of
you to speak so to poor blind boy-but
mother will be waiting for the clothes"
This evidence of the little fellows frank
ness and fidelity pleased me. l had be-
come much interested, and made up my
mind to find out more about him. SO l
took some money out of my pocket, and
gave it to him, telling him to take it to
buy something for his sick father. Again
the tears filled his blind eyes,
go, sir" he said, "you are too good 1
was just wishing l could buy somethig for
poor sick papa; he has no appetite, and
We have nothing in the house but potatoes
He tries to eat them, and never complains;
but if l could only get a chicken for him,
it would make him better-I know it
WOULD But don't want you to give me
the money-can't l work for you, and earn
II -
l made him take the money, and then
watched him, to see what he would do.
lie went as fast as he could for the clothes;
then bought chicken to make broth of;
then stale loaf Of bread, for toast; and
felt his way home, trembling all over with
delight. followed him, without his
knowing it. He went to little old look
ing house, that seemed to have but one
room! saw that he put the bread and
chicken under the clothes, and went (as l
thought by the soundD close to his fathers
bed before he showed them-then drop
ping the clothes, lie held up the loaf in !
one hand, and the fowl in the other, say
ing, " See, father see what God has sent
you"
He then told about my meeting him
and giving him the money, and added, az
am sure, father, that God put it into the
kind mans heart; for God sees how mach
you wanted something to nourish YOU"
am afraid, children, that there were
some tears in Uncle Jesse's eyes, as he !
turned away from the blind boys home.
How beautiful to love God and to trust
in him as poor Robert did! Could you
be so contented and happy, if you were
IS poor as he was, and blind, too? Think
about it, dear children and perhaps I'll
ell you more about blind Robert some
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