The Portland daily press., 1865-07-18
Tuesday Morning, July Is, 1865.
THE TIME WHEN WEE JEAN1E CAM
A Shepherds wife's Experience.

aye mind the time. hadna been sac
weel. was in low spirits, and dreaded hel
coming much. / had a sair time, but the Lord
carried me through, and added anither wee
lamb to the flock. But monte a day had to
lie in bed Often / was low In spirits, but aye
somehow | got lift, and got cheerie again
When they were a'out straits, and things look
ed black enough, for we had had much trouble.
Johns mother lay lang belfast VII us and
we wadna have a penny haappnny frae the
parish. No week for many months that the
doctor wasna out seeing her. Then she was
scarce faen away, when our wee Johnnie took
Ill O. fever, and after months sair fecht be-
tween life and death, was also carried awav.-
We were deep in the Doctors debt, and /
thought o a. time the kind man waited on
me. The miller also had an account standing
against us, that we couldna settle last term
Then, to make things waur, the spring had
beed very brashy and cauld, and monte @ the
lambs deed, and those which lived were but
smally. i gas s =.
Weel, one afternoon, as lay thinking about
things which seemed sac sair against us,
couldna help greeting, and was sac weary
and sad, that | thought if it wasna for John.
and the BARNS, and this wee lammie in my Boz
som, would like to dee and be at rest As
lay wi the tears running owre my cheeks, i
could hear John away out on the hillside cry
A W 1eofcI Tile uUS, anu IL Iullu6u me o. the
happy time when he came counting me- when
the sound Of his voice made me sac glad and
| thought how wrang it was to wish to leave
him, puir man to fecht on alane. Somehow
also the distant cry o. the whaups, and purl-
ing o. the bit burn at the bottom o. the ward
running doom amang the rocks cheered me-
l thought the bird-cries coming away
owre the muir, and that purling o. the burn
very sweet music. And my mind wandered
Il II Al.
safe there sounding their golden harps The
wuad cam whushing and whushing round
by the mouse and the aud thorn tree; and the
lang branch that the last storm nearly broke
away, cam tapping and tapping at the window
beside my bed, and this did me maist guild o.
a., for was minded o. the last sermon / heard
our Minister preach, on our Lords words, @Be-
nod stand at the door and knock: IL any
man can hear my voice, and open the door,
will come to him, and viii sup with him, and
he with me- And thought surely the Lord
was knocking at my door, in a. this trouble,
and wanting constant place in my heart.
Then l got wonderful outgate, and the
Lord Hinsel cam in, and l found sweet rest
in Him. He claimed my sair troubled heart in
a way that never felt before. And He broughi
to my mind the text my auld grandfather
taught me, when was bit lassie: "Cast thy
burden upon the Lord, and He shall sustain
thee. So that we may boldly say, the Lord is
my helper" Weel, | have read in Boston's
Life, and in Elizabeth Vests, and in those Of
ither believers in Jesus, O. the happy times
they sometimes had, and how they were
feasted at the Kings table, and saw His kind
face, and heard His words of love, but ], never
could say that kend onything of such an ex-
perience till then. 1t was to me real time O.;
love. The Lord surely cam very near, and sac
lifted up my heart, thatI got aboon the thought
o a. my troubles, and cried out, like David,
I will 60 in the strength of the Lord God.
My heart was made glad, and it was better
for me than a. medicine. j soon got weel, and
the Doctor wadna hear o. sending in his ac
count for monte day, but we aye sent him
brought bigger price in the market than we
expected. Wee Jeanne also has thriven
nicely, and looks up, the wee lamb, in my face
and laughs in such happy way, that she
makes me laugh WI joy, and aye leads me to
think OF the Lords love to me when was sac
low and sad.
We may hae much o. life yet before us, and
ken that this life is full O trials, but learn
ed lesson then which /. can never forget,
which will carry me through a'::tno to fecht
WI trials in our ain strength; far less to lie
down and greet, as if a. hope were gaen, but
to carry them a. to Him who win never desert
His people in the time o. their need. Yes, the
time whan jeanne cam was time when /
had to sow in tears, but the harvest soon cam,
when reaped VII joy. Weel may mind it
then, a. through this life, until get where
poortith and sorrow never come. II Good
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