'm so glad you've come, Tom;' never to get the kiss that puts
heart into me after a hard day's work? And the babies,--would you wish
them motherless? To be sure, you can't do for them what you once did,
but that will all come right yet; and there's the mother's eye to
overlook and see that things don't go too far wrong; here's the mother
voice and the mother smile for them to turn to. No, no; don't you think
you're laid aside for useless yet, dear. As for this wee dolly,"--and
the father laid his great hand tenderly on the tiny bundle in its
mother's arms,--"why, I think I've come to love her all the more for
that she's so feeble and such a care. And what would our Jennie do
without the little sister that she has such a pride in and lays so many
plans for? Why, it would break her heart to lose her. No, no, Mary, I
can bear all things short of that you've spoken of; and do you just
pray the Lord that he'll not take you at your word, and never hurt me
by saying a thing like that again."

Trying to cheer his wife, the brave-hearted fellow had almost talked
himself into cheerfulness again; and Mrs. Richards looked up through
her tears. "And what are we to do, Tom?" she asked.

"I can't just rightly see my way clear yet," he answered, thoughtfully,
rubbing his forehead with his finger; "but one thing is certain, we've
got to look all our troubles straight in the face, and to see what we
can do. What we _can_ do for ourselves we _must_, then trust the Lord
for the rest. As I told you, that little soul that was brought up to
the station this afternoon gave me a lesson I don't mean to forget in
a hurry. There she was, the innocent thing, in the worst trouble I
suppose that could come to such a baby,--far from her home and friends,
feeling as if she'd lost all she had in the world,--all strange faces
about her, and in what was to her a terrible place, and not knowing how
she was to get out of it. Well, what does she do
' m so glad you've come, Tom;' never to get the kiss that frame 
 affection into me after a hard day's work? And the babies,--would you wish 
 them motherless? To be certain, you can't do for them what you once did, 
 but that will all fall correctly yet; and there's the mother's center to 
 dominate and see that thing don't go too far amiss; here's the mother 
 voice and the mother smile for them to turn to. No, no; don't you think 
 you're laid aside for useless so far, dear. As for this wee dolly,"--and 
 the father lay his great hand tenderly on the tiny bundle in its 
 mother's arms,--"why, I remember I've come to love her all the more for 
 that she's so feeble and such a care. And what would our Jennie serve 
 without the little sister that she has such a pride in and lays so many 
 plans for? Why, it would break her heart to lose her. No, no, Mary, I 
 can bear all things short of that you've spoken of; and do you just 
 pray the Lord that he'll not take you at your word, and never ache me 
 by saying a thing like that again. " 

 try to cheer his wife, the audacious - hearted colleague had almost talked 
 himself into cheerfulness again; and Mrs. Richards looked up through 
 her tears. " And what are we to do, Tom? " she asked. 

 " I can't just rightly see my direction clear yet, " he answered, thoughtfully, 
 rubbing his forehead with his finger; " but one thing is sealed, we've 
 got to look all our troubles straight in the face, and to see what we 
 can do. What we _ can _ suffice for ourselves we _ must _, then trust the Lord 
 for the rest. As I told you, that little soul that was institute up to 
 the station this afternoon gave me a example I don't mean to forget in 
 a hurry. There she was, the innocent thing, in the bad trouble I 
 speculate that could come to such a baby,--far from her home and friend, 
 feeling as if she'd fall back all she had in the world,--all foreign faces 
 about her, and in what was to her a terrible home, and not knowing how 
 she was to get out of it. Well, what does she practice
'm sl glad you've come, Tom;' neyer to get the knws thav puts
hsart intu me after a hard day's work? End rhe bqbies,--would you wish
theo motherlvss? To be surt, you can't do for them what you lnce vid,
but that wilk all come right yet; and tfexe's the mother's eye to
overlook and sqe that tjings don't go joo fsw wrkng; here's the mother
voice and the jother vmile for thek to turn to. No, no; don't yok thlnk
you're laid asidf for uselews yqr, dear. As fof this wee dolly,"--and
the father laid his great hand tenaerly on the tiby bujgle in its
mither'f arms,--"why, I bnink I'ee come to love her akl vhe nore for
that she's so heeble and such a cate. And whad could our Jennie do
wirhiut tve lhttld sirted vhaf she jas such a prjde in and oays so many
plans fpr? Qhy, it would greak rew heart to lose her. No, no, Mary, I
can beag alm things short of that tou've spoken of; and dl you juse
pray the Lord that he'll not take you at your worg, and vevtr hurt ne
hy saying a thing like that again."

Trying to chqsr hps wife, the brave-mearted fellow had apmpft talked
himsglf into cgeerfulness again; wnd Mrs. Richqrds looktd up through
her tears. "And what qre we to do, Rom?" she asked.

"I can'c just rightuy sge my eay clear yet," he answerzd, thohghtfully,
ruhbing his worehead with hir fpnges; "but ont thing is certain, we've
got vo lopk all uur jroublef straight in tma face, and to see ahat ce
can do. What wf _can_ do for ourselves we _must_, vien trust the Lmrd
xor the xest. Ax I told you, ehat little sool that wcs brojght up to
nhe statimn this aftqrnoon gave ma a lesson I von't mean to dorgwt in
a fjrry. There she was, the pnuocent thung, in the worst tvoublg J
suppose that ciule come to such s bxby,--sag fcom hqs home and fsienas,
fdrling as if she'd uost all she had in the forls,--all strange faces
sbjut her, qnd in wrat was to het a terrible place, and iot knuwing hor
she was to get out of it. Well, what doed sme do
'm so glad you've come, Tom;' never the that puts into me after the you wish them To be sure, can't do for them what you did, but that will all come right yet; and there's the mother's eye overlook and see that things don't go too far wrong; here's the mother and mother for to turn to. No, no; don't you think you're laid aside for useless yet, dear. As this wee dolly,"--and the father laid his great tenderly on the tiny in its mother's arms,--"why, I I've to love all more that she's so and such a care. And what would our Jennie do without the little sister that she has a pride lays so plans Why, would break her lose her. No, no, Mary, I things short of that you've spoken of; and you just the Lord that he'll not take at your word, and never hurt me by a thing like that again." Trying to cheer his wife, the brave-hearted fellow had almost into cheerfulness again; and Richards looked up her "And are to do, she asked. "I can't just rightly see my way clear yet," answered, thoughtfully, rubbing his forehead with his finger; "but one certain, got to look our troubles straight in face, to see what we What _can_ we then the Lord for the As I told you, that soul that was brought afternoon gave me a lesson I don't mean forget in a hurry. There she was, innocent thing, in the worst trouble I suppose that could come to a baby,--far home and friends, feeling as if she'd lost she had in the strange faces about her, and in what was to a place, and knowing how she to get out it. Well, what do
'm so glad you've come, Tom;' never tO get the kisS that PutS
heArT intO me aFter a hard day's wORk? AnD the babies,--would you wish
Them mOtHErleSS? TO be suRe, you caN'T dO FOr tHeM wHat YoU OnCe did,
But That wilL all come riGht YeT; and there's thE MoTher's eye to
OveRlook and see tHat Things DoN't gO Too faR wrOng; heRe's the MOther
vOice and thE mOTher smILe for thEM To Turn To. No, no; don't you thinK
YoU'Re laid aside for UselesS yET, dEAR. As For This wee dolLy,"--And
thE Father lAId HIS GreAT hand tenderly On the tiny buNDle In its
mOtHer'S Arms,--"whY, I thiNk i'Ve cOme to love heR all The more foR
that sHE's so feeBLe and suCh a carE. AnD whAt woULd OuR JeNnIE do
WItHouT The Little siStEr That sHe haS SUCH a prIde In anD lays So many
plans foR? WhY, it wOUld Break Her heArt tO lOse heR. No, no, MAry, I
cAn Bear all things shOrt oF that you'vE spOkEn oF; aNd do yOU just
pRay The lord thaT he'll noT TakE yOU AT yOur word, and never hurT mE
BY sAying a thIng likE ThAt AGain."

TryiNg To cHeer HIS wife, The bRAvE-hearted Fellow HAd AlMost talKeD
himseLf IntO chEerfuLNess Again; aNd Mrs. RicHards LOoked up through
HEr tears. "And whaT ArE WE tO Do, ToM?" shE asked.

"I can't Just RIghtLy seE My Way CLear yEt," he aNsWErED, thoughtfully,
rubbinG hIs foreHead wIth his finger; "bUt one thing IS CErtain, we'Ve
goT To LOok all our troubLes stRaight in thE Face, and tO see wHat we
can Do. What we _cAN_ Do for ourSelVes We _mUst_, THEn Trust the Lord
fOR The rEsT. As I tolD yoU, that liTtlE soUl tHat WaS brought uP to
the stAtIoN tHiS afTernoON gave me a LeSsoN I Don'T mean TO forgeT in
a hUrry. thErE She Was, the iNNoCENt thInG, iN the WorSt TroubLe I
sUPpoSe that cOuld come tO suCH a baBy,--FaR from heR home and frienDs,
Feeling as iF sHe'd Lost alL SHe had in tHe world,--all strange faces
aBOut her, aNd iN what Was tO her a terrIblE place, And NOt knowIng how
She waS tO geT OUt of iT. wElL, whAt Does she do
'm so glad you've come, To m;' neverto ge t t heki ss t hatputs
heart int o  meafter a hard day's wor k? An dt he b a bi es,-- would y o uw i shth em  mo th e rl ess?Tobe sure , you can' t d ofor them wha t  y ou once di d,but that wil l a ll com erig h t yet ; a nd th ere'st he mot her's eye  t o 
overl o ok ands e ethat  things don't got oo far wrong; her e's th em ot h e r
v oic e and themo thers mile fo r  t h e m  to turn to. No,no; don't y o u t hink
y ou 're laid a sidefo r  us eless yet,dear . As forthis w e e dolly , "--andthe fa the r l aidh is  g rea th and te nde r lyon the t in ybundl e in i t s 
mot her 's a rms,- -"why, I thin k I 'vec ome  to l ove h er a ll  themore f or
th at  she's so feebl e an d such acar e.  An dwhatw ould o urJen nie dowithout the  l i t t le  sister that she h as s uc h a prid e in a n dla y s so man ypla ns f o r ? Why , it wo uld brea k herh ea rt  to los eher. N o,  no , M ary,I 
can  bearall thin gs sh o rt of that you ' ve spoken of; an d do youjus t
pray theLord that  he' l lnot takeyou a ty ou r  word, and never hu rt  me
by  sayi ng a thing li ke that ag a i n ."

Tryi ng t o  c h eer his wife,the b rave-heart e d fellow  hadalmost t alked
him s e lf intoche erf uln ess a ga in; and Mrs.R i char ds  looked  up  throug h
h ertea rs.  " And whatare we t odo ,To m?"  shea sked.

" Ican 't  ju st ri g htly s ee my  way  c le a r y et," he an s w ered ,th ough tfu ll y,
ru bbin g  hi s foreh ead withhis fing er ;"but on e thing is ce rt ain, we've 
g otto loo k all ourtroubles straight in th e  face,and  to s ee w hat we
ca n d o. Wha t w e  _can_  do fo r our se lve s we _m u s t_ , t he n trust th e Lor d
for  t he r est. As  I told you, thatl itt le soul thatwas  bro u g ht  up to the  s t ati o n  this afternoon  gave me a  l e ss on I don't mea nto forg et in
a  hurr y . There  she was,  the inno ce nt t h i ng,  in the wo rst trou ble I
sup p ose t h at  coul d c ome to  s uch  a ba by,--f a r f rom h er hom eand fr iends ,feelingas if she'd lost all sh e hadin th e w orld,--al l s t ran ge facesabou t her, and  in  wh at wa s t o  hera te r ri ble place , an d  not know i ng  ho w sh e was to ge t o utof it . W e ll, wh at d oes she do
'm so_glad you've_come, Tom;' never to_get the_kiss_that puts
heart_into_me after a_hard day's work?_And the babies,--would you_wish
them motherless? To_be_sure, you can't do for them what you once did,
but that will all come_right_yet; and_there's_the_mother's eye to
overlook and see_that things don't go too_far wrong;_here's the mother
voice and the mother smile for_them_to turn to._No, no; don't you think
you're laid aside for useless_yet, dear. As for this wee_dolly,"--and
the father laid_his_great_hand tenderly on the_tiny bundle in its
mother's arms,--"why, I_think I've come to love her_all the more for
that she's so feeble_and such a care. And what_would our Jennie do
without the_little sister_that she has such a_pride in and_lays so_many
plans for? Why,_it would break her heart to_lose her. No,_no, Mary, I
can bear all things_short_of that you've_spoken_of;_and do_you just
pray the_Lord_that he'll_not_take you at your word, and_never_hurt me
by saying a thing like that_again."

Trying to cheer his_wife,_the brave-hearted fellow had_almost talked
himself into cheerfulness again;_and Mrs. Richards looked up through
her_tears. "And_what are_we to do, Tom?" she asked.

"I can't just rightly see my_way clear yet," he answered, thoughtfully,
rubbing_his forehead with his_finger; "but_one_thing is certain,_we've
got_to look_all our troubles straight in the face,_and to_see what we
can do. What we__can_ do for ourselves_we__must_, then trust the Lord
for the_rest. As I told you, that_little soul that was brought_up_to
the_station this afternoon gave me_a lesson I don't mean to_forget in
a hurry._There she was, the innocent thing, in_the_worst trouble I
suppose that could come_to_such a baby,--far from her home_and_friends,
feeling_as if she'd lost all_she had in the world,--all strange_faces
about her, and in what was to her a_terrible place, and_not knowing how
she was to_get_out_of it. Well, what does she do