The seed she sowed : $b A tale of the great dock strike. — John Shaqi
The seed she sowed : $b A tale of the great dock strike.Leslie, Emma
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The seed she sowed : $b A tale of the great dock strike.
Leslie, Emma
Docks -- England -- London -- Juvenile fiction; London (England) -- Juvenile fiction; Strikes and lockouts -- Juvenile fiction
Yes, Winny thought Miss Lavender would be able to understand and
sympathize in her desire to help Annie, for she would know that she was
only reducing to practice what the lady had so often taught her, as
being the Christ-life which all his followers were bound to copy.
She was sure, though, that the lady would feel disappointed, for it
was not easy to get these fortnightly tickets, for there were so many
who needed them, and for each ticket available, there were sure to be
half a dozen deserving claimants. So she resolved to send Letty round
to Miss Lavender when she came in, and ask her to come and see her the
first thing in the morning.
Her mother was going to clean up at Mrs. Rutter's, and so she would
see the lady first while her mother was out, and thus have the matter
settled beyond dispute, and by this means, it would be more easily got
over.
But Winny found the lady more hard to convince than she had expected.
She had not known much more of Winny than of the rest of her class
until she was laid up; but the girl's quiet patience, which touched
the heart of every one who knew her, had made her doubly dear to her
teacher, and one of the first tickets issued she had secured for her
favourite, that she might start for this summer holiday early in the
season. So that her request that Annie Brown, a girl she did not know,
and one who had just come out of prison too, might have this one chance
to go away, did not please her at all at first.
"But, teacher, Jesus came to seek and to save those who were lost,"
said Winny. "This poor Annie looked so lost and hopeless when she came
home last night, that I could not help telling her that she should go
away into the country."
"Did she know it was your ticket she was to have?" asked the lady a
little severely.
Winny opened her eyes at the question. "No, indeed, and she must not
know it either, or she would not go. People don't know Annie; she is
rough, and don't mind much what she says or does when she is angry, but
she would not let me do this if she thought she was taking my chance, I
can tell you."
The lady was a little more reconciled to the plan when she heard this.
"I hope she is worth the sacrifice, Winny," she said, "for I shall not
be able to get another ticket for you."
"Of course not; I am giving up my chance to Annie, and so, of course, I
can't give her the ticket and go away myself."
"That is just it, Winny, and so I think you ought to consider the
matter very carefully before you finally decide."
"I did, teacher. In the night I often lie awake with the pain in my
back, and it's then my best thoughts come. God seems to speak to me
then, and he made it quite clear to me last night, that what I thought
of doing for Annie Brown was just what he would have me do, and so you
see—"
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