Elizabeth: the Disinherited Daughter: By E. Ben Ez-er — John Shaqi
Elizabeth: the Disinherited Daughter: By E. Ben Ez-erArnold, Ebenezer
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Elizabeth: the Disinherited Daughter: By E. Ben Ez-er
Arnold, Ebenezer
Arnold, Elizabeth Ward, 1778-1865; Methodist women -- United States -- Biography
Although for several weeks of the year he and his horse had made the Arnold
place a pilgrim's rest, never was a dollar paid the place for board, nor
was the circuit permitted to charge him a farthing upon his salary for that
or the presents he had received in that welcome home.
The junior preacher seldom served the same circuit more than one year of
his apprenticeship. When he left this, his favorite home of rest, of study,
and of repairs, the parting scene brought tears from all eyes; and long did
the echo of those loving adieus ring in all ears, especially as uttered by
that matronly voice, "Do well, and farewell. God bless you!"
CHAPTER XI.
MRS. ELIZABETH ARNOLD AS A MOTHER.
Eight children were given to this pious couple--five sons and three
daughters. Two of the daughters were recalled between the ages of two and
four. Lovely and much loved, they were still resigned to Him who demanded
their return, and that, too, without a murmur.
The remaining daughter and all the five sons were converted in the morning
of life and joined the Church so dear to the parents, and the two younger
sons became ministers of the same, and all the six lived to advanced age.
The writer once overheard Mrs. Arnold answer the anxious inquiries of a
young mother who had several little ones she was yearning to see early
saved: "O, sister, it is all of the Lord. But it is true that He has
wonderfully blessed our family altar, the visits of our dear ministers, and
the meetings in our house for many years. And as you are a mother, and seem
anxious to learn a mother's duty and privilege, I will frankly give you my
experience. I did not play much with, our children, nor caress them much. I
hadn't time, and I didn't wish them to be babies too long nor waste much of
their precious morning of life in play. I did not flatter nor praise them
very much. I was afraid of fostering pride. But I have instructed them in
our glorious doctrines with diligence and all the skill I could command.
But their early salvation and lifelong piety and usefulness seemed to be
laid on my heart by divine power, and the spirit of prayer for them was one
of the abiding influences of the Holy Ghost. God had plainly answered my
prayers for my brothers and sisters till they were all converted, and would
not my heavenly Father answer my prayer for my own offspring? O, sister, it
was no task for me to pray for my children. My life was in it.
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