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John Heedman stooped and touched it gently with his own rough, strong hand. "Poor little one!" he murmured. That night, as John Heedman and his wife sat at tea, they determined to adopt Charlie, and make him as their own. "I think," said John Heedman, "we ought to accept this child as a sacred charge from God, sent to us to be taken care of and trained for Him.
"Are you all right, my boy?" said Brownlee's cheery voice; "keep up your heart, we shall soon be out of this. He's a new hand," he said, turning to the others. "Who is it?" they asked. "Why," said Brownlee, lowering his voice, "it's that young one that John Heedman took to keep; his father was drowned, you'll remember Scott, the pilot."
Heedman often said in answer to her neighbours' remarks "that she must spend a deal of money over her house." "It costs me nothing but a little thought and extra work. The poorest of us may indulge in order and cleanliness indeed, when you come to think of it, dirt and disorder cost the most, because your furniture gets soiled, and knocked about, and destroyed." After Mrs.
Just as gold is purified by being passed through a fiery furnace, so our hearts need to be purified sometimes by great sorrows, by fiery trials; and so it was that Charlie had to suffer a most bitter, a most sad and humiliating fall. Eleven months had passed since John Heedman first called in the doctor; he had lingered so long, but now the end was very near.
Heedman sat down to her needlework, and Charlie drew his chair close to his father's, waiting for him to speak. Taking Charlie's hand in his, he began in a kind tone, "I want you to tell me just how you felt while Tom Brown was persuading you, as you call it, to go with him."
Our duty seems plain enough; it is true we shall not be able to save so much, but perhaps there was a danger of our getting too fond of our bit of money; and God has seen this and sent the child, that, through it we may lend the money to Him. We shall have our treasure in heaven, instead of laying it up on earth." "That is true," said Mrs. Heedman.
"When I am a man," burst in Charlie, "I shall buy a beautiful tombstone for it." "Very well," said Mrs. Heedman, getting up. "Now you must try to sleep a little. How very good and merciful God has been to you, Charlie, to spare your life in this illness! If it is His will, I trust I shall be able day by day to teach you how to devote the life He has given you to His service."
Charlie was listening attentively; he quite understood all Mrs. Heedman said. His mother had often read to him out of the Bible, and spoken to him of the Saviour. Mrs. Heedman went on: "You must remember, Charlie, that you are now one of God's very dear children. We are all His children, but He has especial love and care for those whom He has been obliged to leave without any earthly parents.
A visit to John Heedman was a lesson in Christianity to any one, his wonderful patience under suffering, his perfect trust in the Saviour, his quiet waiting for the end happy to go, yet happy to stay and suffer so long as it pleased God.
I'm so sorry oh dear!" and down went his head on the table again. "I'm very sorry too," said John Heedman, seriously "very sorry. I am afraid when you were making your good resolutions about coming straight home, you forgot that you might be tempted to break them, and did not ask for His help who alone can give you strength to resist temptation and choose duty before pleasure.
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