“Perhaps I did.”
“Did it say anything about the ten talents—where we are told that unto every one that hath shall be given, but from him that hath not shall
be taken away even that which he hath?” replied Charles, with an air of triumph.
“Do you understand the text you have quoted?” asked William, mildly.
“I suppose so, I should think it rather taught people to increase their stores than anything else.”
“Then let me tell you that you are quite wrong, for that was a text I used to hear papa explain very often, that it should never be applied to worldly possessions. But those who pray for, and seek by every means to acquire, heavenly grace will surely find it bestowed on them; while those who neglect to cultivate the spirit of religion will as surely find any feelings of piety they may once have experienced in like manner depart from them. Every human being has the power, more or less, of doing good: and his means and opportunities are also among the ‘talents’ with which he is intrusted, and for which he must account at last.”
“Have you done preaching?” yawned the little miser.
“Yes, for I am afraid you are beyond my teaching.” And so the cousins parted.
Charles sat musing for a little while. “How happy William seems!” thought he; “and yet I
dare say at this moment he has not half-a-crown he can call his own. It is very fine of him, indeed, to talk of turning out the closet, he who has got nothing to keep.”