Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1853-08-10
SUNDAY READING.
Trust in God.

At the foot Of a shady tree sat a respect
able, middle-aged man. resting himself on a
summers day, for the long walk which he
had been taking over a cross country road
had fatigued him. AS he sat there, he OBJ
served a nice, steady,looking boy coming
towards him, apparently deep in thought !;
and when the lad drew nearer, he called out
and asked him the way to the town of l..
The boy started at the inquiry, for he had
not noticed the stranger bat the next min
ute he pointed out the direction in a respect
fui and intelligent manner, adding that he
was going there himself, and that if the
gentleman liked he would show him the way.
So they set off together.
Il should like to know what you were
thinking about. my lad, when | spoke to
you Just now said the traveller, with asmiDe,
You looked SO very grave
The boy hesitated, and colored. what
was it? some secret, ell F?
No, sir, l was only wondering how it
was hat my mother is SO very poor and
friendless.'
why, don't sou know what makes her
poorr
oh yes, sir because she isn't able to do
much work, and can. get much to do either
and nobody will employ me, because we
were strangers, and | haven't been out
before; or eise I would keep mother myself,
that | would. She should not do a thing,
for she isn't fit for it. But that was not
what ] meant, sir. Mother says God is good
to everybody who trusts in him, and | am
snre that she does that and | know she is
right in what she says, for the Bible says so
too; bat then it seems strange to me that
he Doesn't help Va a little more and there
isthe rent to make up soon, and don't
know where its to come from. Mother never
frets nor %grumbles she tells me it's all for
the best. but | connot see how
No replied the stranger; nor yet, per-
haps, can your mother but she can trust /;
and trust in God always helps us to bear up
under our troubles, and to believe that they
pass away, when it is right they should do so.
Do yol love your mother {?
ooh YES said the boy, earnestly, indeed
do she is one Of the best of mothers
His companion seemed pleased. And
you don't think that she would do anything
she believed would injure you, or thai
wouldn't be for your good?
No, Of course not, SIR
well, your mother thinks Just the same
of her Heavenly Father. She loves him
and she knows that he loves her-that h
loved her so much rs to give his only begot
ten son to die for her; and therefore she i
sure that whatever he sends her, is sent i!
kindness-whether it be Joy or sorrow, power
ty or plenty. Now, if you had her Faith
If you simply trusted in God as she does, yo,
would have the same comfort which she en-
joys
His young guide looked thoughtful, bu
was silent, they were now at the entrance G
the to~n.
What is your nHme, my SoyT
Philip Reynolds, sir
philip Reynolds! Where do you com
from I?
From fairfield, sir nay father was
carpenter there, and we were better off then
Are you going homo now I?
Yes, SIR
Il will 90 with you; | have come here O
some important business, and | think yo,
mother will be just the person to help mel
it,
Philip looked surprised, and not a lit
curious ; but the stranger smiled, and d
not offer amy explanation
On reaching their little cottage, Phil
ushcred in his new acquaintance but the
was no need ofany introduction to his moth
for she hastily rushed towardst him, ~exclair
Tag, Robert, my dear, dear brother%'
Yes, it was widow Reynolds only br
ther returned from a distant country, aft
several years absence. His first inqui
upon his return was for his sister he four
that she had removed that she was awidc
and in very reduced circumstances ; and
was on his way to find out her abode VIII,
he met with Philip.
1t was an unexpected and very hap
meeting. Philips uncle was not a rich m
but he had a comfortable income, and cou
well afford to help his new found relativ
lie took his sister to live with him as
housekeeper and after he sent Philip
school for a twelvemonth, got him an
eellent situation, and provided for him as
his own son.-London ChiId's Companit