Then soft o'er cheek, and brow, and hair,
Her trembling fingers crept;
Then heart to heart, and cheek to cheek,
Those loving sisters wept.
Nor they alone, for strong men sobbed;
Women stood weeping by;
And little ones looked up amazed,
And asked what made them cry.
Oh, broken was the prayer we prayed,
Scarce could we raise the hymn;
And when God's holy book I read,
My eyes with tears were dim.
And yet we felt the Saviour there,
Right in our midst that day;
"Will you not love my little ones?"
We almost heard Him say.
No need of laboured words that day
Long hardened hearts to move;
Well had the sisters' meeting preached
The lesson, "God is Love."
His heart had felt their childish grief,
The while they mourned apart;
His loving-hand had wrought the plan,
To bring them heart to heart.
S. R. GELDARD.
CHAPTER III.
1870-1871.
Workers' meetings at home of industry—Training home at Hampton opened—Personal experiences—Welcome in Western Canada—Help for a Glasgow home—Scottish ferryman—"Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings."