I? it has made me a _little_ more willing to look over things which used
to vex me so. What are Fred's worst doings to me, compared with my
_best_ to God?"

Thus they talked, and now, indeed, did the friends love one another; and
heartily did each, by her bedside that night, thank God for his gospel,
which tells of his love to man, the greatest illustration truly of the
law of kindness.




CHAPTER NINTH.

FRED A PEACEMAKER.


"Talk not of wasted affection, affection never is wasted.... its waters
returning back to their spring, like the rain shall fill them full of
refreshment"--_H. W. Longfellow_.

"Well Fred," said Emilie at the supper table, from which Mr. Parker was
absent, "I go away to-morrow and we part better friends than we met, I
think, don't we?"

"Oh yes, Miss Schomberg, we are all better friends, and it is all your
doing."

"My doing, oh no! Fred, that _is_ flattery. I have not made Edith so
gentle and so good as she has of late been to you. _I_ never advised her