CHAPTER VII.

“He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall

doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.”

It was with feelings of deep joy and thankfulness that Susan Morley

heard of the events related in the last chapter. Writing back to Daisy,

who had sent her the glad news, she said:

“DEAR DAISY,

“We were all glad to have your last letter, and Lizzie’s, and to find

that you are both so much better. I need not say how thankful we all

were, and especially poor Polly, at hearing the particulars of her

father’s happy death. Though she could not help at first sorrowing

that she will never see him on earth, she feels it is indeed far

better to know that he is safe in heaven, and to have the blessed

hope of meeting him there. How wonderful it was that it should have

been brought about in that way, and through his reading Charlie

Green’s Bible--the Bible, Daisy, you and I asked might be made the

means of guiding some one else’s feet, beside his own, into the

way of peace! How thankful I am, too, that one of the dear ragged

boys, and especially Charlie, whom I have thought of so constantly,

and have often felt so anxious about, should have been made such a

blessing, and enabled to witness for Jesus in life, and to testify in

death that he feared no evil because He was with him!

“I am sure you will be glad to hear that Mrs. Grey, dear little

Bessie’s stepmother, is beginning to read in earnest the little

Bible Bessie loved so dearly, and we must pray that she too may

receive the kingdom of God as a little child. She brought the twins

last week, and asked to be allowed to send them to the school where

Bessie learned the way to heaven; and the neighbours say that she

is wonderfully changed, and so much more gentle than she used to be.

She comes regularly to the mothers’ meeting, and has been at church

every Sunday evening for the last two months. She often says she is

cut to the heart when she thinks of poor little Bessie’s gentle ways,

and how hard she used to be to her. But I tell her not to grieve

too much, for ‘the blood of Jesus Christ cleanseth from all sin;’

and little Bessie is where the angels rejoice over one sinner that

repenteth, and where the broken and contrite heart is not despised. I

think God is giving her this broken heart, and perhaps little Bessie

is now, with those other bright spirits, rejoicing over her.

“The dear little school is prospering; Jane Hardy is a great help,

and, next to Polly, the best monitress we have. They often go to read

to Mrs. Grey, and she takes kindly to them for the love they bore

to little Bessie. It is cheering to see how many dear children are

gathering in; and everything, and especially the tokens for good God

has given us lately so strikingly, seems to bid us ‘not to be weary

in well-doing, for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not.’

“In _due_ season, Daisy; that must mean in God’s own time--sooner or

later--here or there; and we in the meantime must pray and hope, and

patiently wait, while we work on, till God shall call us to His own

rest; and then, if not before the due time, the day of harvest will

come, when He says, ‘they who sow and they who reap shall rejoice

together.’

“Your affectionate sister,

“SUSAN MORLEY.”

Dear, patient workers for Jesus in lowly vineyards such as this, faint

not, neither be weary. Look up for the grace that is sufficient for all

difficulties and all discouragements, and look on by faith to the day

when you shall see what God asks you now perhaps to take on trust, that

“your labour is not in vain in the Lord.”

In that day you shall find how the long years of ploughing were not

lost, but were most surely preparing the way for the precious seed; how

every grain you once scattered for Him, watered by your prayers, and

perhaps by your tears, has been guarded and watched over by your Lord,

and turned into golden sheaves, to be laid down by you in the day of

harvest at His feet, saying, “Not unto us, O Lord, not unto us, but

unto Thy name be the glory.”

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LONDON: KNIGHT, PRINTER, MIDDLE STREET, E.C.

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