"Trust, for although thou weary art and helpless, Thou'rt not alone: There's a loving Arm that's ever near thee, "Leading thee by paths which thy spirit knows not, On through the night; Pointing to where, beyond the darkness, Shineth the light." WORDSWORTH, translated from Michael Angelo. B CHAPTER I. THE MISSIONARY'S CALL. "Think! who did once from Heaven to Hell descend So shalt thou dare forego, at His dear call, "Now, papa, are you ready?" and Edith Vernou tapped at the door of her father's study as she spoke. "Come in, dear; I shall be ready in a minute or two." "The bright afternoon will be all gone if you sit so long over that stupid writing, papa; and you know you promised me a good ramble." Mr. Vernon raised his head and smiled, as he answered, "My little impatient Edith-duty first, and pleasure after." "But, papa, it is quite our duty to take a good walk." "Quite; but it is not my duty to go until I have sealed these letters. Will you light my little taper for me?" |