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"If we kept him Uncle Larry would lose the janitor and we wouldn't have a roof over our heads nor bread for our stomachs, so I thought if I could find a pleasant place for him to board near by I could see him often. I couldn't give him away, for Aunt Kate says perhaps the Lord'll give us a real home some day where we can all be together.
His strength will be made perfect in your weakness. If you're His, He'll keep you, and no mistake. Give all the rest up, and hang on to the Lord in simple faith. You can never do this thing of yourself; but the Lord'll give you the help of His grace, if you ask Him. I know, because I've tried Him."
Then she all lonely and exposed, I went, and fetched her out of seducers' ways which they may say what they like, but the inn'cent is most open to when they're healthy and confidin' I fetch her, and the liberty boxed her safe in my own house. So much for that sweet! That you may do with women. But it's him Mr. Richard I am bold, I know, but there I'm in for it, and the Lord'll help me!
"I am going home," he went on, "and will put father to bed and nurse him and take care of him just as if well, just as if I was his mother." "The Lord'll love you for it, Jack," said Miss Jane, "and so'll Rose Gaither. When ever'thing else happens," she continued, solemnly, "put your trust in the Lord, and don't have no misdoubts of Rose."
"Oh, Jake, I'm awful glad! I couldn't do it I jist couldn't!" "Of course you couldn't," he cried sympathetically, "An', what's more, you don't have to try any more. We'll do our best by them kids other ways, an' the good Lord'll see they don't turn out bad.
As she counted them on her fingers she honored each with a shake of the head, so mournful that it might be accounted an obituary in dumb show. "I hev had no sort'n luck with this tur-r-key's brood, an' the t'other hev stole her nest away, an' I hev got sech a mean no-'count set o' chillen they can't find her. Waal! waal! waal! this comin' winter the Lord'll be obleeged ter pervide."
Them as sells heart's love and heart's blood, to get out thar scrapes, de Lord'll be up to 'em!" "Chloe! now, if ye love me, ye won't talk so, when perhaps jest the last time we'll ever have together! And I'll tell ye, Chloe, it goes agin me to hear one word agin Mas'r. Wan't he put in my arms a baby? it's natur I should think a heap of him. And he couldn't be spected to think so much of poor Tom.
"An' it's just the same in winter. When a frosty spell comes folks thinks 'tis th' frostiest time they ever knew. If 'twere, th' winters, I 'lows'd be gettin' so cold folks couldn't stand un. I recollects one frosty spell " "Now none o' yer yarns, Ed. Th' Lord'll be strikin' ye dead in His anger some day when ye're tellin' what ain't so."
Get to the point, said Edward. James began. 'We've come, minister, six God-fearing men, and me spokesman, being deacon; and we 'ope as good will come of this meeting, and that the Lord'll bless our endeavour. And now, I think, maybe a little prayer? 'I think not. 'As you will, minister. There are times when folk avoid prayer as the sick avoid medicine.
"Cried and said she 'didn't think. I says to her, says I, 'Do you s'pose that'll be held for a good excuse in the day of Jedgment, when you'll have to account for that poor old mother's life? The Lord'll ask you what He give you your brains for if it wasn't to think, I reckon. I don't fancy she'll leave cats to starve another time."
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