Frederica and her Guardians; Or, The Perils of OrphanhoodRobertson, Margaret M. (Margaret Murray)
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Frederica and her Guardians; Or, The Perils of Orphanhood
Robertson, Margaret M. (Margaret Murray)
Orphans -- Fiction
"Have you then any religion?" asked the priest. "Because it has been
intimated to me that you are in search of one, and know not where it is
to be found. Is your mother then happier than you?"
Frederica looked at him in amazement and anger, yet other feelings also
were in her heart.
"Mama is good," said she. "One does not need to be very wise, or to
have fine words to offer, in order to be a Christian."
"And you? are you a Christian, dear?"
"I am not good," said Frederica humbly; "but I wish to be, and God will
teach me, and mama also."
"And how long will it take you to learn? a year? two years? And the
chances are your mother will not live many months. Will it be well with
her, do you think, when she shall go away into another world alone?"
Frederica turned upon him a white face and wide-open eyes of horror.
"Yes," said Selina's soft voice behind them, "it will be well. God is
good, and Christ has died."
Frederica uttered a glad cry, and clasped her sister in her arms.
"Yes," said the priest, "God is good, and Christ has died. This is our
only hope. But then all these years have you been thinking of this?
You have been forgetting God, and even now you are trusting to your own
wisdom to find Him. You are refusing counsel. You are walking in your
own ways. Oh! poor ignorant erring children, it is because I love you
so much, you and your mother, that I dare to make you unhappy by telling
you the truth. I would gladly lead you in the right way."
"Is mama so very ill?" said Frederica, forgetting everything else, in
the misery that his words had suggested.
"Do you not see yourselves that she is very ill? Dear children, death
is a happy change to those who have the care and blessing of the Church.
Death is nothing of which a Christian need be afraid."
He spoke gently and tenderly, and laid his hand softly on the blind
girl's head; but his eyes were hard and angry, and Frederica shrank from
him with a repugnance which she did not try to conceal.
"I would so gladly help you," said he again. "It is your happiness I
seek, and the happiness of your dear mistaken mother." And in a little
he added, "God bless you with humble minds." And then went silently
away.
And he left two very unhappy girls behind him. Could it be that their
mother was going to die; and that she had cause to be afraid?
"I never wish to see him again," said Frederica. "He shall never see
mama again, if I can prevent it."
But her anger went away with the departure of the priest, and now she
was very miserable.
"But, Fred, if it is true that we are all wrong, and that mama is going
to die before--"
Selina shuddered.
"Selina! God is good, and Christ has died; you said it yourself."
"Yes, God is good. He will teach us."
"And He will take care of mama and all of us. And if mama does not go
to heaven, I am sure I do not care to go there either," said Frederica,
with a great bout of weeping.
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