thirty-seventh Psalm. If you live to my age, Walter, you have yet a long
journey before you, and when the troubles of life disturb your mind--as
doubtless they often will--when trials beset you and the way looks dark,
remember that old Grandma Adams told you to turn to this Psalm; read it
carefully, and you will be sure to find something which will cheer and
support you." I looked with a feeling of deep veneration upon my aged
relative, indeed I could not have helped it, as she sat in her arm-chair,
with her mild and pleasant countenance, her hair of silvery whiteness
smoothly parted beneath the widow's cap, and as I listened to the words
of pious hope and trust which fell from her lips, I felt that I had
never before sufficiently valued her counsels and advice, and I resolved
that for the future I would endeavour to be doubly attentive and
respectful to this aged and feeble relative, who was evidently drawing
near the close of her life-journey.




CHAPTER XV.


Time, with his noiseless step, glided on, till but a few weeks remained
before the school would break up for the midsummer vacation. Happy as I
was at Uncle Nathan's, I looked eagerly forward to the holidays, for I
was then to pay a visit of several weeks to my home at Elmwood, having
been absent nearly a year, and, as this time drew nigh, every day seemed
like a week till I could set out on the journey. Added to the joy of
again meeting my mother and sister, I would also meet Charley Gray, who
was also to spend his vacation at home. We had kept up a regular
correspondence during the past year. I could always judge of Charley's