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Updated: July 10, 2025
Everyone greeted her very respectfully wherever they met her. She walked sadly and in deep contemplation. Only among the boys was she cheerful. In the sheepcotes also they were once in a while in sad contemplation. They counted the days before Lesina would come for Palko and take him away. When Ondrejko with tears in his eyes confided this to his mother, her cheeks turned pale with fright.
We shall not go into the distant foreign world. Oh, we remain in our mountains. Even Palko will be here with us," he said. "Yes, my son." The grandfather drew the boy close to him. "We shall remain at home. We shall live here together with the Lord Jesus and He with us." After a while the campfire began to die down. The voices subsided.
Oh, how glorious are the words, 'By grace ye are saved ... it is the gift of God. In this holy gift I take my refuge, my holy God and Saviour. I know that You have pardoned me and have even taken the punishment that I merited on Yourself. I cling to Thy cross; I fall at Thy wounded feet, and thank Thee Oh, so thank Thee; yes, I will praise eternally Thy holy name, O Jesus!" read Palko.
And how about your lady; could she sleep last night?" "Oh, my poor lady!" sobbed the elderly woman. "If she only knew. I don't know whether she slept in the night, but now she sleeps as she has not slept for a long time. Come, Palko, enter softly." It was good that there was a hall between the bedroom and the kitchen, for thus the sleeper was not disturbed. Palko proved to be a very good helper.
From the time that I took the Lord Jesus, like Zaccheus, it seems to me there is no more of that great burden that always oppressed me. Sometimes it seems to me as if the Son of God was actually with me, and when I read the Bible it seems as though He is living in my heart and opens my eyes. Now I don't know, my boy, what more can I do." "Oh, Uncle," Palko began to jump for joy.
He didn't want to let the boy come home alone because it was so far, and he was his only child. When that letter came, the boys jumped for joy, and Fido helped them, but the greatest joy after all was that of Filina himself. In the evening of that day, while they were sitting before the hut and Palko was blowing on the horn, suddenly Dr. H. stood before them.
Bacha promised Lesina that he himself would take Palko home when the lady got better, because he believed that the lady would get well, although the doctor gave no hope that she would not die or that she would not lose her mind. For this reason also, Lesina could not take Palko away, for it seemed that the sick lady knew him.
"Drive into Pressburg!" cried Squire John with impatient celerity, while Palko clambered up on to the box from whence he phlegmatically looked down upon his master. "What are you staring at, sirrah? Drive on, I say." "We have left something behind here," said the old servant. "What have we left behind, eh?"
"Palko, take the boys," commanded Bacha, "and go with them somewhere in the woods where nobody will interfere, and pray that the Lord God may help us to successfully arrange for what we have before us." So they prayed, and believed that the Lord Jesus heard them. Late in the evening, Bacha returned. The boys were already asleep.
Her otherwise good-looking face bore evidence of much care, and she looked distressed, seeming to say, "What shall I do now?" "She certainly needs something," said Palko, as the boys ran toward the cottage. To their greeting, the lady answered in the Czech language. Her kind face brightened as she looked at the boys and their large bouquets. "Are you the nurse of the sick lady?" Palko began.
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