"I will always be true to my country," said Ben.
"And I will be true to my home," said little Jenny.
"So you will, so you will, my darling little pet; I can see that," said Uncle Benjamin.
Ben was so pleased at his echo that he put his arm around his sister's neck and kissed her many times.
The old man's heart was touched at the scene. He thought of his lost children, who were sleeping under the cover of the violets now.
"It is going to rain again," he said. "The robins are all singing, and we will have to go home. But, children, I want to leave a lesson in your minds. Listen to Uncle Ben, whose heart is glad to see you so loving toward each other and me.
"More than wealth, more than fame, more than anything, is the power of the human heart, and that power is developed by seeking the good of others. Live for influences that multiply, and for the things that live. Now what did I say, Ben?"
"You said that more than wealth, more than fame, more than anything, was the power of the human heart, and that that power was developed in seeking the good of others."
"That's right, my man.—Now, Jenny, what did I say?"
"I couldn't repeat all those big words, uncle."