Left to Ourselves; or, John Headley's Promise.Shaw, Catharine
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Left to Ourselves; or, John Headley's Promise.
Shaw, Catharine
Christian life -- Juvenile fiction; Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Siblings -- Juvenile fiction
But though the glueing might be pleasant work, the sorting out such a
heap of _débris_ was a tiring thing, and taxed the patience of the
children very much. Agnes sat by, helping with advice and interest, and
feeling deep down in her heart that she was giving her little service to
the Lord Jesus too. Had she not left the piano, where she had but just
opened a new song? Had she not made all her arrangements to have an
hour's practice this morning, when she could be certain of the piano to
herself? But all this had been put aside, and now she heard the tender
voice whispering, "Thou hast been faithful over a few things...enter
into the joy of thy Lord."
And even now she was tasting that joy, which, some day, all who love
Him, shall know in its fulness.
At last the floor was clear, and Hugh ran downstairs with a basketful of
real rubbish, while the table now held many heaps, over which careful
Alice kept guard.
"Not there," she would say, as a contribution was brought; "that must be
for this heap, and those broken toys for John to glue."
When Hugh returned with his empty basket, they surveyed the present
results of their labours. A heap of already mended toys, carefully bound
together with thin string; a lot of pictures and scraps to be pasted
into old copy books, of which several lay at hand; two or three very old
dolls, which were to be freshened up, some with a little soap and water,
some with a bit of odd ribbon, some with a new glazed lining frock, just
run together and snipped out at the bottom; a few boxes containing the
remains of dolls' furniture, dominoes, little cups and saucers, and the
like; an old six-penny watch, with a bit of pink tape for a guard; and
last, an old doll's perambulator, which John was now busily engaged in
renovating.
Minnie looked at the things, while a deep sigh escaped her, "I wish we
could do more," she said, "but we have so little money."
"We must remember," said Agnes, "that God accepts, not according to what
we have _not_, but according to what we have."
"Yes," said Hugh; "and if we were to sit down to do nothing because we
have no money to spend, quite thirty little children would go without
what will give them a good many hours' pleasure."
"So they would," answered Minnie, looking more cheerful; "so now I will
set about making the best of what I have."
It took a good many days before all the things were really completed;
and sometimes they were tempted to get tired and give up; but one or
other of them would remember for whom they had agreed to work, and this
nerved them to make a fresh endeavour.
At last all was done. A box was found to send the things in, and the
pleasant task of actually packing it was begun.
Agnes told them to let her know when everything was ready, and now came
in, bearing a little tray-full of tiny bags of net, filled with
sugar-plums.
She proceeded to tie one on each toy or doll, and placed one in a sly
corner in the various toy boxes.
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