Tip Lewis and His Lamp by Pansy
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Something very like a smile gathered on Mrs. Lewis's worn, fretful face. "Well, now," she said, "if I ain't beat! It's the last thing on earth I ever expected you to do." What spell had come over Tip? Breakfast was a great success. After it was over he found a great many things to do; the rusty old axe was hunted up, and some hard knots made to become very respectable-looking sticks of wood, which he piled in the wood-box. Kitty, under the influence of his strange behaviour, washed the dishes, and even got out the broom and swept a little. Altogether, that was a day long to be remembered by Tip, a day in which he began his life afresh. He made some mistakes; for he fancied, in his ignorance, that the struggle was over,--that he had only to go forward joyfully over a pleasant road. He found out his mistake: he discovered that Satan had not by any means given him up; that he must yet fight many hard, hard battles. CHAPTER VII. "Fear not, for I have redeemed thee." "They must have had an earthquake down at Lewis's this morning," Howard |
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