letter and I hope it pleases you. I am trying
to endure hardness. Good-bye, Master Roy,
"Your faithful ROB.
"God bless you."
"That's a much nicer letter, isn't it?" said Roy, in great delight; "that is quite as long as the one I sent him. I hope he will get some fighting soon."
"Supposing if he does, and gets killed?" suggested Dudley.
But Roy put this thought away from him.
"I've known such lots of soldiers in books that come home, that I think he will. Besides God will take care of him. Do you remember the picture gallery at the general's the other day, Dudley?"
"Yes, what about it?"
"I was thinking about that soldier there with all his medals who broke his mother's heart; and then about the soldier boy the general said was the bravest. I suppose I would rather Rob was properly brave like that, than do great things in battle; but I should think he might do both, don't you think so?"