In the meantime, grandpa and Rosa were having an experience very novel to them.
Upon discovering grandpa's weak condition, a carriage had been ordered, the first one in which they had ever ridden. Esther was quietly explaining to Rosa more of Jesus and His love for the children, while her receptive little soul was eagerly taking it all in.
"Then," she said, "I can't go to the beautiful land till He sends for me! I do wish He would send soon."
"No, but He surely will send some day, Rosa, and perhaps He wants you to teach others how to get there."
"If He does, then I'm willing to stay, 'cause so many don't know."
In her broken childish way, Rosa told of the many and varied experiences befalling her and grandpa since mother moved.
Esther and her father were greatly touched by the pathos of the narrative, but what left the deepest impression was that in her eager quest she could find no one for so long to help her.
There in the privacy of their carriage they gave themselves anew to the work of the Lord, pledging never again to let a known opportunity to speak to a needy soul pass by.
Grandpa, like a tired child, was resting his head upon the shoulder of his new friend during the drive, and it was evident that he was very ill. The fever was returning, the mind partially wandering, but the soul rejoicing in the light of that land which he so soon was to enter.
"Ah, Rosa," he murmured over and over, "I told you so. Jesus is the way, Jesus is the way! I'm mighty glad it's all come back, but Tom he said 'twould, and I think he' a-comin' now to git me."