Mary was utterly overcome at this, and flinging her arms around her father’s neck, kissed him on either cheek, which was in itself a deed unknown from childhood until now.
“Let us pray,” said Mr. Clayton. That good man lifted up his voice in praise and prayer; and no happier, holier scene took place on that cold December day, and no more sweetly solemn spot was looked upon by angels than that which was sheltered by the roof-tree of Piggy Morris.
[CHAPTER XXX.]
Midden Harbour has a New Sensation.
“I saw one man, armed simply with God’s Word,
Enter the souls of many fellow men,
And pierce them sharply as a two-edged sword,