True to his Colours: The Life that Wears BestWilson, Theodore P.
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True to his Colours: The Life that Wears Best
Wilson, Theodore P.
Christian life -- Fiction; Temperance -- Fiction
When the police had departed with their prisoner, Bradly went to the
wounded man and asked him if he thought he could walk home with help;
but the only reply was a groan. "He's badly hurt, I can see," said
Thomas; "we must make a stretcher out of any suitable stuff we can find,
and carry him home between us. The Lord's been very gracious to us so
far in this business, and I don't doubt but he'll bring good out of this
evil." So they made a litter of boughs and stray pieces of plank, and
set out across the fields for Crossbourne.
"Stay a bit, Jim," whispered Bradly to James Barnes; "lend me your
lantern. Go forward now, and I'll join you in a minute." He was soon
back again, having brought the jar of tar from the vault, about which
and its purpose he had heard from Foster while the police were searching
the place. "I must keep this," he said, "in my Surgery; it'll do
capitally to give an edge to a lesson." And it may be here said that
the jar was in due time placed on a bracket in Bradly's private room,
and labelled in large red letters, "Drunkards' Ointment,"--giving Thomas
many an opportunity of speaking a forcible word against evil
companionship to those who sought his help and counsel.
But to return to the party at the old Hall. Long and weary seemed that
walk home, specially to the wounded man. At last they reached the town,
and carried the sufferer to his miserable dwelling, with cheery words to
his poor wife, and a promise from Bradly to send the doctor at once, and
that he would call himself next day and see how he was going on.
Then the three friends hastened at once to Foster's house, that they
might be the first to acquaint his wife with her husband's peril and
deliverance. Never was thanksgiving prayer uttered or joined in with
more fervour than that which was offered by Thomas Bradly after he had
given to Kate Foster a full account of the evening's adventure. Then
all sat down to a simple supper, at which Foster was asked by Thomas
Bradly to tell him how he came to be taken in by such a man as Levi
Sharples.
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