Stepping Heavenward by E. (Elizabeth) Prentiss
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Martha lest they should perceive how inconvenient it is to have them
here, and be pained by it. I would not for the world despoil them of what little satisfaction they may derive from living with us. But, oh! I am so selfish, and it is so hard to practice the very law of love I preach to my children! Yet I want this law to rule and reign in my home, that it may be a little heaven below, and I will not, no, I will not, cease praying that it may be such, no matter what it costs me. Poor father! poor old man! I will try to make your home so sweet and home-like to you that when you change it for heaven it shall be but a transition from one bliss to a higher! EVENING.-Soon after writing that I went down to see father, whom I have had to neglect of late, baby has so used up both time and strength.. I found him and Martha engaged in what seemed to be an exciting debate, as Martha had a fiery little red spot on each cheek, and was knitting furiously. I was about to retreat, when she got up in a flurried way and went off, saying, as she went: "You tell her, father; I can't." I went up to him tenderly and took his hand. Ah, how gentle and loving we are when we have just been speaking to God! "What is it, dear father?" I asked; "is anything troubling you?" "She is going to be married," he replied. "Oh, father!" I cried, "how n-" nice, I was going to say, but stopped just in time. |
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