The Yellow Rose by Gilbert Morris

Author:Gilbert Morris [Morris, Gilbert]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ebook, book
Publisher: Thomas Nelson Inc.
Published: 2010-05-24T20:00:00+00:00

Jerusalem and Clay sat on the porch. Jerusalem was holding Rachel, and Clay was holding Samuel. He was looking down into Sam’s face and talking to him, as if he were an adult. “Well, son, you sure gave your ma a bunch of grief. I know it wasn’t all your fault, but you got a lot of makin’ up to do. I want you to listen to your pa now, because we’re gonna have lots of long talks, and you don’t want to let no pearls drop to the ground.”

Jerusalem laughed. “He can’t understand a word you’re saying.”

“Why, sure he can! He’s a smart boy, just like I was. When I was his age, I was practically talking.”

As she sat there looking at her daughter, she thought of Moriah. She had been grieved over the failure of the riders to find Moriah. Deep in her heart she had known there was little hope, but something inside would not let her give up hope. She would continue to pray for God to protect Moriah and bring her home. She listened as Clay talked to his son. At the same time, she was looking at Rachel on her own lap, wondering what sort of life would lie ahead of her. She caught a sudden motion and looked up quickly. She had not seen Quaid since he had come back from town. She knew Clay had been rough on him, and Quaid Shafter had avoided all of them. He came now slowly dragging his feet and holding his hat in his hands. Jerusalem glanced swiftly at Clay and saw that he was staring at the man, his face hard. Jerusalem said quickly, “You’d better come in and have something to eat, Quaid.”

“No, ma’am, don’t reckon.”

He came to a stop, and Jerusalem saw that all of the happiness and joy that he seemed to carry about with him were gone. His eyes were tragic, and he could not speak for a long time.

Finally, he cleared his throat and said, “Ma’am, I’m sorry for what I done.”

“I know you feel bad, Quaid.”

“ It . . . it ain’t bad I feel. It’s like I’m dead. I wish I was.”

Jerusalem said, “We learn from our mistakes. I hope you learned from this, Quaid, to be responsible when people trust you.”

“I don’t reckon anybody’d ever trust me again.”

“You can win their respect, but it will take time,” Jerusalem said.

Quaid did not answer. He turned and faced Clay, his back stiff. He did not speak again as Clay glared at him. Quaid broke his gaze away and looked back at Jerusalem. “I’m sorry.” He turned and walked quickly away.

“I wish he’d get off the place. It makes me mad just to look at him,”

Clay muttered.

Jerusalem turned to face him, her eyes fixed on his face. “It’s good you never made any mistakes, Clay. It’s good to have one perfect man around to point out our faults when the rest of us fail.”

Clay was shocked at her tone. “Why,

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