Then Alfred said,
“O, you haven’t heard half of them yet. Let me show you my picture of Samuel, and we will get mamma to tell us about him. I never get tired of hearing about little Samuel and his dear, good mother!”
Rupert looked as if he did not care about hearing the story; but he seemed pleased with the picture. It was the picture of a beautiful boy, kneeling before a very old man, with a long beard. The sun fell upon the boy’s curls, and made them appear of a golden color.
“Is not little Samuel pretty?” said Alfred. “And that is grandpa Eli. Does not he look good? O, do mamma tell me about him!”
And mamma told him the story; and Rupert seemed to get interested in it before she had finished. I give it to my little readers in the next chapter.
CHAPTER VI
LITTLE SAMUEL.
It is the child to Hannah sent,
When humbly she implored;
It is the child by Hannah lent