Publisher's Synopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1869 edition. Excerpt: ..."I should not have let papa think it was I who plucked the flowers." "Grandmamma said, too, that she thought you were a little in the wrong, and that she should talk to you about it when you were better. But papa does not like to hear her say that; and as for me, I think you are the best sister in the world." And Rose covered her sister's face with kisses. One Sunday evening, a fortnight after, Mr. Maitland sat in the same room, with his two little girls on his knee. It was a sad evening, for he was going to leave them very early the next morning. He had come up to pray with them, to embrace and bless them for the last time. After his prayer, he kept them long by his side, talking to them. He felt it hard to tear himself away from them, and they clung more fondly than ever to him. "My beloved children," he said, as he clasped them in a last embrace, "God will bless you, and keep you. I shall be separated from you for a long, solitary year. There is only one thing that can comfort and rejoice my heart--to hear that the love of Jesus bears blessed fruits in you, --that your whole study is to follow His example and to do His will. Love Him as your dear mother did, and remember that she is waiting for you in heaven." Rose and Alice wept till they fell asleep clasped in each other's arms. "Alice," said Rose, one day, "did you always love the Lord Jesus Christ?" "Tes, always, as long as I can remember," said Alice softly: "mamma loved Him so." "It is only a short time since I began to love Him," said Rose, "do you know since when?" "No." "Since the time you suffered in my stead." "Oh," said Alice, sighing, "I should have done better if I had encouraged you to speak the truth. I was not a good little mother to you then, Rose." "O Alice, you do...