Watch-Work-Wait / Or, The Orphan's Victory

er, and the stooping posture consequent on his trade, began to tell painfully upon him. He wondered what was the matter that he did not now ever feel bright

h patiently borne. But although cast down and perplexed, it was not in despair. The light commanded by "God to shine out of darkness" still illumined his heart and gave him comfort, and at the source e

er. He did not often see little Ned Graham, as it was only on Saturday evenings that he carried home the week's work; but he

rmerly. His mood was sad and his step feeble; although the air was only clear and bracing, it sent a chill through his weakened frame, turning what had once been his favourite recreation into positive pain. The variety met with in the streets had no power to attract his atte

who, as usual, was getting pieces of boards and chips at a new building which was going up. Very thin indeed was his clothing, and far from healthy were his looks; but

on seeing the happiness meeting with himself gave to the boy; "where are you goin

up our way not long ago, and I got ever so much. We have a great pile now, and grandmother can keep the fire going. I want to carry all I can before the snow comes, for I do

h thanks, Ned," said Will

u did not only send us the pennies, but Mrs. Bradley too. She has been so good to us; and when we thank her, she says we ought rather to t

ing the last part of the speech; "but here is No. 200; stay; let me see. I do believe it is the very ho

nd found himself in a neat room, furnished with many books. A middle-aged gentleman sat at a table

t them; my wife is not at home, but you can come again to-morrow,

s he did so blushed deeply, a

oy?" asked the gentleman; "

t that; indeed it is

inquired t

w, so I will send somebody-a

as he repeated the words, "You will send for it to-morrow. Boy, tell me what this m

close that as he believed he should be questioned whether or not he had received money, he preferred the gentleman

matter under how amiable a pretext any one violates the divine law; it is no less a violation of that pure and holy law; and although there are many who consider that only the falsely spoken word which passes over the lips is a lie, there are many other ways of ou

ut I did not know how else to do; I

ruth will triumph. Then why distort, or seek to disguise it, since the Scriptures tell us that 'obeying the truth purifies the soul?' 'Who shall abide in God's holy hill? who shall dwell in his tabernacle? He that wal

e looked up and down the street; "but he must hav

the answer, "se

tired of gathering sticks, was adding to the weight of his basket by some spoils from a lumber-yard. He delivered the message from Professor Ste

hin clothing, thankful for the slight warmth afforded by the worn linen trousers which left his meager limbs bare more than half way from the knee, came still between him and the dark shadows which his own trials cast upon his naturally bright and hoping spirit. "I am wrong to be so depressed," he said to himself; "we may see blessings in every lot, if we are willing to do so; and poor little Ned is as bright as a lark because he can

now the impulsive and naturally energetic spirit of our little shoemaker experienced a sudden rebound at the prospect of wha

stow happiness or comfort on another; but small as is the outlay, nothing brings better interest,

truth. His fears on this occasion were without foundation. Mr. Walters was satisfied with his reasons for having left the shoes, and asked no further questions; and Mrs. Walters, not wanting "change," said nothing about borrowing; so William, truly thankful that a