Seagrave?"
"Oh, no! there's no use sitting up now," replied Mr. Seagrave, rising
up impatiently. "Come, my dear, let us go to bed."
Mrs. Seagrave rose, and retired behind the canvas screen. Her husband
seemed as if he was about to follow her, when Ready, without speaking,
laid the Bible on the table before him. Mr. Seagrave did not appear to
notice it; but William touched his father's arm, pointed to the book,
and then went inside of the screen, and led out his mother.
"God forgive me!" exclaimed Mr. Seagrave. "In my selfishness and
discontent I had forgotten--"
"Yes, sir, you had forgotten those words, `Come unto me, all ye who are
weary and heavy laden, and I will give you rest.'"
"I am ashamed of myself," said Mrs. Seagrave, bursting into tears.
Mr. Seagrave opened the Bible, and read the psalm. As soon as he had
closed the book, "good night" were all the words that passed, and they
all retired to rest.
During the night, the wind howled and the rain beat down. The children
slept soundly, but Mr. and Mrs. Seagrave, Ready, and William were awake
during the whole of the night, listening to the storm, and occupied
with their own thoughts.
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