The old Stanfield house : $b or, The sin of covetousnessGuernsey, Lucy Ellen
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The old Stanfield house : $b or, The sin of covetousness
Guernsey, Lucy Ellen
Avarice -- Juvenile fiction; Sunday school literature
But, as they were returning home, Calista adverted to it again.
"Do you suppose, Mary, that the place really was left to me, and that
Aunt Priscilla is keeping me out of it?"
"No," answered Nary; "I am quite sure I have heard my father say that
nobody knew Mr. Stanfield had a child, till Miss Druett brought you
home. But if you want to know about the matter, you had better ask
father himself. Only, Calista, if I were you, I would try not to think
so much about money. If you are not careful, you will come to be as
fond of it as poor Miss Priscilla herself."
"I don't think I am fond of money," said Calista, looking a little
offended.
"But you do think about it a great deal, Calista; you cannot deny that."
"And wouldn't you if you were in my place?"
"I should be tempted to, no doubt," said Mary, honestly; "but I should
try not to give way to it, because I should not feel it right."
"Why not?"
"Because covetousness is sin," returned Mary. "The Bible says
covetousness is idolatry (Col. 3:5); and speaks of 'the covetous, whom
God abhorreth' (Ps. 10:3); and our Lord himself bids us 'take heed,
and beware of covetousness: for a man's life consisteth not in the
abundance of the things which he possesseth' (Luke 12:15). Moreover,
we are told not to love the world, neither the things which are in the
world, because if any man love the world, the love of the Father is not
in him (1 John 2:15)."
"If you were in my place, you couldn't help thinking about it,"
persisted Calista, "any more than you could help thinking about food if
you didn't have enough to eat."
"I suppose Miss Priscilla thinks she can't help it either."
"I am much obliged to you, Mary, for comparing me to Miss Priscilla!"
said Calista, with offended stiffness. "I didn't know, before, what a
good opinion you had of me."
"Now you are unreasonable, Calista, and I sha'n't answer you."
"But about this matter of grandfather's will: do you think it is
unreasonable in me to want to know the truth about it?"
"No, I don't, especially after what you have heard, and if I were you,
I would ask papa; only, Calista, don't build upon it."
But Calista could not help building upon it. She had no opportunity of
asking Judge Settson about the matter, for company came in to spend the
evening, and the next day he was called away out of town. But Calista
held firmly to her purpose.
CHAPTER FOURTH.
CASSIUS.
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