"Yes, and could run and play and have the most fun!" returned Jewel joyously.
"And aunt Hazel made it up with her nephew."
"Yes. Why don't people know that all they have to do is to put on more love to one another? Just supposing, grandpa, that you hadn't loved me so much when I first came."
"H'm. It is fortunate that I was such an affectionate old fellow!"
"Mother says we all have to tend the flower and carry it to the King before we're really happy. Do you know it made us both think of the same thing when at last the man did it."
"What was that?"
"Our hymn:—
'My hope I cannot measure,
My path in life is free,
My Father has my treasure
And He will walk with me!'
Don't you begin to love mother very much, grandpa?"
"She is charming."