The Black Forge Mills : $b or, Up the King's highway
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"He has already," replied Ray, with a smile, "for I have enough money
left of what I had saved to take you all down there, and start you off
in your new home in good shape. I am so glad for you, George."
"Have you given up the academy?" asked George, anxiously.
"No; a thousand times no!" replied Ray. "But God will open the way when
it is right for me to go. Perhaps, for my neglect of duty, he wishes me
to wait awhile. I shall work on, abiding his own time. You can have the
money as well as not."
"I will accept it as a loan," George replied. "I have so regarded all
the money you have given me, Ray, and you shall have it, principal and
interest, as soon as I can save it."
"Perhaps it will be along by the time I am ready for the academy,
then," replied Ray, with a good-natured laugh. "Just as though every
cent of the money didn't belong to you."
He was to go to the academy, however, and even sooner than he thought.
Already had God opened the way.
The next Friday evening Ray was in his accustomed place in the prayer
room. His voice had the old, positive ring in it, as he arose and
testified for Jesus. The subject for the evening had been based upon
the words: "I am the good shepherd, and know my sheep, and am known of
mine." Taking up the thought of this verse, Ray said:
"I can testify to-night that these words are true. The result of my
recent trying experience is this--I never knew Jesus as I know him now.
I never loved him as I love him now. I never realized what it was to
hold near and intimate relationship with him as I realize now. Because
I did not, in the hour of my great temptation, wholly deny his name,
he has drawn closer to me, and our relations have become so sweet
and tender, that I can hear him say, not only: 'Fear not, for I have
redeemed thee,' but he adds, 'I have called thee by thy name.'"
CHAPTER XVIII.
CLINTON ACADEMY.
At the close of the service, Mr. Carleton came around where Ray was
talking with Edward Lawton and his sister Daisy, and remarked, as he
laid his hand on the boy's shoulder:
"We were glad to hear your testimony to-night, Ray. We cannot help
believing with you, that the Master is strangely but surely leading you
along 'the way of holiness.' God grant it may be so. But come--you are
to go home with me to-night."
"I would like to do so, ever so much," replied Ray, giving his pastor a
look in which love and confidence and pleasure were all mingled; "but
Mr. Woodhull will expect me home, and I have been absent from the farm
so much lately. I think I shall have to decline your invitation this
time."
"Mr. Woodhull will not expect you to-night," answered Mr. Carleton,
with a mischievous look at Edward and Daisy, "for I told him some time
ago I should keep you with me to-night. There is an important matter
I wish to talk over with you. So get your horse and wagon, and Mrs.
Carleton and I will ride up to the parsonage with you."