What shall she do?
“It’s no use, Jennie; I told you so,” came from one of the committee boys, who happened to follow her track and overhear some of the rebuffs received by Jennie, and who now came up by her side to put the last straw upon her breaking heart. “What’s the use?” he went on. “They say you are making yourself ridiculous, and—” and he was about to add another straw when they turned a corner and met Uncle John coming towards them. Without noticing her face, he took Jennie by the hand and turned up another street, leaving her companion to go his way.
Uncle John went on to say how he had thought of little else besides the Poplar Street Pansy Society and now he was all ready for the meeting.
SNOW HOUSES.
A little further on the other member of the committee was met, who reported that he had called upon some of the others, but no one had promised to attend the meeting.
But blessed Uncle John cheered Jennie by saying it was always darkest before the day and that no matter how matters had turned out this time, it might be just the contrary to-morrow.
So the tears were wiped away, and the young heart said, “I’ll try again, for Jesus’ sake.” That night she went and told Jesus. The next day there was joy in store for her. Not one laughed or mocked. Some said they would come and bring others.
Sure enough. Jennie must needs bring in twice as many chairs as were arranged for the meeting.
Everything being ready, Uncle John began: