Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1858-11-06
A True Incident,

on bright summer morning, a young
teacher might have been seen winding her
way towards small but neat and pleasant
schoolhouse, situated in one of the interior
districts of - ANY one would hnyo
been strnck with her childish appearance, for
scarce sixteen years. had passed over her
head, yet was she impressed with q deem
sense OF the responsibility of her calling
Bright young inces at the schoolhouso Win
dow grew brighter at her approach, and as
she entered the schoo-room tho hushed al;
lcnce plainly showed that she possessed there
an authority such as neither age nor statue
can attain unaccompanied by an even, firm
ana moderate disposition. She opened the
book OF books" read few verses, and af.
ter Ter short appropriate prayer, commenced
her days labor.
After the day exercises are closed, school
is dismissed. The good nights" arc rcneat-
ed, and the children may be seen leaving the
scNoolhouse--all save one, little boy about
tc" summers. lie has told n lie! The teach
ors usual happy smile has vanished, and the
BOY boldly returns her searching gaze and
questions with repeated denials of his guilt
her heart becomes painfully oppressed, and
she raises an inward prayer to Heaven for
guidance. But rs she tries TO awaken in his
neart some compunction of conscen e; she
! feels that hers is almost a hopeless task, for
the boy had been taught to utter untruths by
a mothcrl She leaves nothing unsaid which
she thinks can awaken pentence, but all is
IN VAIN. The boy will not confess, but by
repeated denias adds falschood to falsehood
She goes to her Bible, and while she is spea-
king kind and tender words to the bow. scar
chlnS out all those texts of Scripture which
refer to lying, holds the holy book before him
and bids him read.
as the boy reads the threatening against
the liar, tis lips quiver and his voice grow
/ trcmulo, 8 with emotion But an evil inn
pulse triumphs and tho he darcs not now
raise his eyes, rs he did before, he says with
ataltering voice, Il did not tell that lic."-
The teacher feeling that she has done all she
can tells him he may go. But she says, Il
know the great struggle in your heart, Char
ley; know how wretched you feel, and how
you Will wish, even before you get home, that
you had told the truth. Listen, now, Char
| ley, while you are getting home, | will be pray
ing that God will give you strength even to
turn back and come to me with a confession.
Then we can ask forgiveness.
The boy was gone. With sorrowful heart
the teacher prays earnestly that the young
child may not be left to perish for she feels
that he is already almost beyond hope. But
suddenly, as she remembers that he to whom
she Is praying is perfect in justice, as we'll rs
IN mercy she grows calm, and says: Fa-
ther not my Will but thine be done" Then
almost involuntary she looks in the direction
IN which the hoy had gone, when, lol he is
coming back. With incxpressible Joy she
meets him at the door, and with breathless
interest listens. Pale and trembling with
his big effort, lie says, "I told that lie. !" and
burst into tears. The Bible had conquered.
ouch is the power of the Word of God