So I knelt down and said a very simple little prayer; and when I rose from my knees both my father and mother were crying.
They said nothing more then, but I have every reason to believe that they did indeed come to the Lord Jesus as their Saviour that very night, and that, from that time, both father and mother loved and served the Lord Jesus, and longed for His appearing, feeling sure that in that great day they would be taken, and not left.
[CHAPTER XIII.]
GREAT SORROW.
SALOME grew stronger every day, and the doctor was astonished at her recovery.
How good God has been to spare her to me! I said to myself again and again. It seemed almost like getting her back from the dead.
But just as things at home grew a little brighter, and I was rejoicing over Salome's first going downstairs, I got a letter from Bagot, which filled me with sorrow and grief. For it told me that little Master Reggie, whom we all loved so dearly, had been taken away from us. The Master had come, and had called for him, and the child had heard His voice, and had gladly hastened to meet Him. It was another severe attack of croup which had carried him off, and a few hours after he was taken ill, the call had come.
Bagot wrote in great distress, and he said my poor mistress was very ill, and very much broken down. She wished him to say that she would be glad if I could come back whenever the doctor thought it was safe for me to do so. She sent me her kindest sympathy in my trouble, and she wished me to tell my poor mother how often she had thought of her, and had prayed that the Lord would be her Comforter.