The Story of a Whim by Grace Livingston Hill

The Story of a Whim by Grace Livingston Hill

Author:Grace Livingston Hill [Hill, Grace Livingston]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781634095075
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2015-05-26T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 7

“I Love You”

After his supper that night, he doggedly seized the lesson leaflet and began to study. He read the whole thing through, hints and elucidations and illustrations and all, and then began again.

At last it struck him that the hints for the infant class would about suit his needs, and without further ado he set himself to master them. Before long he was as interested as a child in his plans, and the next evening was spent in cutting out paper crosses as suggested in the lesson, one for every scholar he expected to be present, and lettering them with the golden text.

He spent another evening still in making an elaborate picture on the reverse side of the chalkboard, to be used at the close of his lesson after he led up to it by more simple work on the other side.

He even went so far as to take the hymnbook, select the hymns, and write out a regular program. No one should catch him napping this time. Neither should the prayer be forgotten. Uncle Moses would be there, and they could trust him to pray.

Christie was a little anxious about his music, for upon that he depended principally for success. He felt surprised over himself that he so much wished to succeed, when a week ago he hadn’t cared. What would he do, though, if Mortimer didn’t turn up or, worse still, if he’d planned more mischief?

But the three friends appeared promptly on the hour, dignity on their faces and helpfulness in the atmosphere that surrounded them. They had no more practical jokes to play. They had recognized that for some hidden reason Christie meant to play this thing out in earnest, and their liking and respect for him were such that they wanted to assist in the same spirit.

They liked him none the less for his prompt handling of the case of liquors. They carried a code of honor in that colony that respected moral courage when they saw it. Besides, everybody liked Christie.

They listened closely to Christie’s lesson, even with interest. They took their little prayer crosses, studied them curiously, and folded them away in their breast pockets—Armstrong had passed them around, being careful to reserve three for himself, Mortimer, and Rushforth—and they sang with a right good will.

And when the time came to leave, they shook hands with Christie like the rest and, without the least mocking in their voices, said they had a pleasant time and would come again. Then each man took a box and a board and stowed them away as he passed out of the room.

And thus Christie was set up above the rest to a position of honor and respect. This work he had taken up—that they partly forced him to take up—separated him from them somewhat. Perhaps it was this fact that Christie had to thank afterward for his freedom from temptation during those first few weeks of his acquaintance with his heavenly Father.

For how could he have



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