The Home Mission by T. S. (Timothy Shay) Arthur
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single year. They had, indeed, found a mother.
It is painful to think how different would have been the result, had the step-mother not been a true woman. Wise and good she was in her sphere; loving and unselfish; and the fruit of her hand was sweet to the taste, and beautiful to look upon. How few are like her! How few who assume the position of step-mother,--a position requiring patience, long-suffering, and unflinching self-denial,--are fitted for the duties they so lightly take upon themselves! Is it any wonder their own lives are made, at times, miserable, or that they mar, by passion or exacting tyranny, the fair face of humanity, in the children committed to their care? Such lose their reward. POWER OF KINDNESS. "TOM! Here!" said a father to his boy, speaking in tones of authority. The lad was at play. He looked toward his father, but did not leave his companions. "Do you hear me, sir?" spoke the father, more sternly than at first. With an unhappy face and reluctant step, the boy left his play and approached his parent. "Why do you creep along at a snail's pace?" said the latter, angrily. "Come quickly, I want you. When I speak, I look to be |
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