Sir Charles Halle, the famous musician, dearly loved his flute.
His son, a boy of eight years, lay ill, and his father tenderly
watched beside the sufferer’s bed. One night the father fell
asleep and the fire burned low. He awoke in alarm to find his
son cold. The father threw his precious flute on to the coal to
increase the heat.
Love gave its best and silenced the music of the flute for the sake of
love for his son. So did divine love, for a sinsick world, give its
best, and silence its music in the sorrow of the Man of Sorrows. (Text.)
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