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death have not free entrance. But into
the home towards which we are journey
ing. neither weeping nor wuiling can en-
ter. How glorious will be the light oi
that place. which hath no need of the
sun, neither of the moon to light II. for
the glory of God is the light thereof
Another day wore away. and the wild
ow's little stock OF provisions was quite
exhausted. AS evening drew on she sat
by the bed side of the invalid. endeavor
ing to sustain her by the repetition Of
those sure promises on which her own
soul rested.
IF we had thousands of gold and silver
my dear she said. I'VE shonld not be Sc.
cure against want. for these might fail
us; but The precious promises between
the lids of the blessed Bible can never
fail. They were given expressly TO cheer
and bless us while passing through the
wilderness of this world. We will not need
them when we enter our haven Of rest.
Let me repeat to you ONE of these pre-
cious promises: 81 have been young and
now am old: yet have l never seen the
righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging
bread" Trust in the Lord and do good;
thou shalt dwell in the land, and verify
thou shalt be fed" "And seek not what
ye shall eat or what We shall drink, nei
ther be ye of doubtful mind; for all these
things do the nations OF the world seek
after; and your father knoweth that ye
have need Of these things" When, my
dear child, promise seems particularly
appropriate TO our present wants and ne
cessitiss. we may feel assured that We
have a special warrant, particular in
vlta.on as it were, to lay hold and rest
upon.'
The gray twilight was fast deepening
into the shades of night, and objects
were becoming indistinct. when the wild
ow perceived tie figure of man ap-
preaching her dwelling. She fastened
TO light her last candle, and had barely
time 10 do SO before a rap summoned her
10 the door. The door being opened. a
gentleman. apparently about sixty. en-
tered the apartment. and accepted the
widows courteous invitation 10 be seated.
Il hope you will not consider this call
as an intrusion he said. Il have now
become neighbor Of yours. Yesterday
! moved into the house yonder on the
hill. Perhaps you will think lay claim
to the privilege of making a neighborly
call at an early day--but to this claim
believe may add another, that Of former
acquaintance
Indeed! said the widow, in a tone Of
voice indicating some surprise, while al
the same time she carefully scanned the
countenance of her visitor. to see if she
could discover any familiar lneaments
there.
You do moi recognize me?'
Il do not
DO you remembers young mechanic
by the name of Mark Coleman. who
was settled near you when you lived in
B--?'
Yes, remember Mark Coleman very
WE'LL
well. am Mark Coleman
is it possible! md you have come to
reside III the large house yonder?'
Il have. You are surprised. but you
cannot possibly be more so than was
this morning when asking one of my new
neigh5ors who resided here, was inform.
ed that il was Mrs. Ives. the widow of
the late General Ives Mr.. Coleman sat
for hall an hour. conversing of the past
and present. His manner was very kind
and respectful. When rising TO take
leave, he said:
Now. Mrs. Ives, have one request to
make of you. If / should consider it
duty. and also great privilege, to return
some of the kindness of former years,
beg you will not feel oppressed with the
sligh:es! weight of obligation on that nc
count. but will regard it as ne more than
what is justly DUE
As Mrs. Ives lighted Mr.. Colemar
through the little hall leading TO the out.
er door. he pointed to a basket. which
upperceived by her he had deposited there
on entering.
Hearing you had an invalid grand
he SAID, although j, is my first
visit. have ventured to bring along
some delicscies which may tempt her APP
petite
Mrs. Ives took the basket to the bed :
side Of Alice, and displaying its contents,
said; ~ = |
See here, my child. we only asked for
bread. and our heavenly Father has given
us luxuries which might tempt the appe-
tite of on epicure. Shalt We not trust
in Him for the future?'
Since the time that Mrs. Ives and Mr..
Coleman were formerly neighbors. Mrs
Ives had passed through long season of
bereavement and losses. Death had de.
prived her Of her beloved husband, and
not one of the dear circla of hsr cb;ld.o,l