To murder and to death.’
“Think of that, my dear children! ‘To murder and to death!’ If you quarrel with each other now, instead of growing up and loving each other, you may grow up to hate each other. I remember two brothers that were once no older than you are. They were always quarrelling with each other, and they kept on quarrelling as they grew up. One day, after they had become men, they got into a dispute about something, when one of them struck the other a dreadful blow with a stick and killed him. Was not that a terrible thing? And who knows but that you, if you keep on quarrelling as you do now, may grow up to hate one another.”
“Henry, do you know why it is that you so often try to tease your brother James?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Why is it, my son?”
“I let evil spirits come into me, and do what they wish me to do.”
“Yes, that is the reason. But can’t you keep them out.”
“Yes, ma’am, if I try.”
“Do you like to have evil spirits in you, instead of good angels.”
“Oh no. I love the good angels, and I hate the wicked spirits that make me do wrong.”