XXIII.
_JESUS' SOLDIER._
One warm, bright Sunday morning, Mrs. Rush came over to the cottage.Old Mr. Duncan was sitting on the piazza reading to the children. Onthe grass in front of the porch, lay Uncle John, playing with Nellie.She shook hands with the gentlemen, and kissed the children--Bessietwo or three times with long, tender kisses--and then went into thesitting-room to see their mother. There was no one there but Mr. andMrs. Bradford.
"Mrs. Bradford," said Mrs. Rush, when she had bidden them good-morning,"I have come to ask you a favor. This is the first Sunday morning sincewe have been here that my husband has been able and willing to haveme leave him to go to church, but to-day he is pretty well, and Mrs.Stanton has offered me a seat in her carriage. I could not leave thecolonel quite alone, and he wishes to have Bessie. Will you let hercome over and stay with him while I am gone?"
"Certainly," said Mrs. Bradford. "I do not, as you know, approve ofSunday visiting for my children, except when they may be of some use orcomfort, then, indeed, I should never hesitate to let them go."
"Bessie can indeed be of use, and oh! I trust a help and comfort tohim. Dear Mrs. Bradford," she went on, the tears starting to hereyes, "I think, I am sure, that God's Spirit is striving with my dearhusband, and he knows not where to look for help. But he has so longhardened his heart, so firmly closed his ears against all his friendscould say to him, so coldly refused to hear one word on the subject,that he is now too proud to ask where he must seek it. I am sure, quitesure, that it has been your dear little Bessie's unquestioning faith,her love and trust in the power and goodness of the Almighty and,more than all, her firm belief that one for whom he had done so much,and preserved through so many dangers, must of necessity have a doubleshare of faith and love, which has touched his heart. He is restlessand unhappy, though he tries to hide it, and I think he is almostanxious to have me away this morning, that he may have her alone withhim, in the hope that he may hear something in her simple talk whichwill show him where to go for aid. He will hear and ask from her whathe will hear and ask from no one else."
"My little Bessie! That baby!" said Mrs. Bradford, in great surprise."Do you mean to tell me that anything she has said has had power withhim?"
"Yes, yes," said Mrs. Rush. "I think the first thing that rousedhim was one day when he was very ill, and she was in his room. Shethought him asleep, and in her pretty, childish way spoke of the loveshe thought he had for his Saviour, and how he had been spared thathe might love and serve him more and more. Horace was touched then,and her words took hold of him I could see, though he tried to seemimpatient and vexed, and would not permit me to allude to them. So itwas again and again. She was always saying some little thing whichwould not let him forget or keep his heart closed. She was so fond ofhim, so pretty and sweet in all her ways, that he had not the heartto check her, even when it annoyed him. And besides, I know he couldnot bear that her trust in him should be shaken by the knowledge thathe was not what she thought him,--a Christian. Then came the day whenBessie fell into such trouble with Miss Adams. Annie came to our room,telling of it, and of the poor child's touching repentance. Horace satsilent for a good while after Annie had gone away; at last he said,'Poor innocent little lamb! and she is so earnestly seeking forgivenessfor the trifling fault which is far more the sin of another than herown, while I--' There he stopped, and indeed it seemed as if he hadbeen speaking more to himself than to me. It was the first word I hadever heard from him which showed that he was allowing the thoughtof his own need of forgiveness, but I dared not speak. I felt thatthat baby was doing what I could not do. The tiny grain of mustardseed dropped by that little hand had taken root on a hard and stonyground, it might be; but I could only pray that the dews of heavenmight fall upon it, and cause it to grow and bring forth fruit. It isyears, I believe, since he has opened a Bible. He made me move minefrom the table, for he said he did not want to see it about. I havealmost feared he would forbid me to read it, and here I felt I mustresist him. Even his wishes or commands must not come between me andthe precious words in which I found so much comfort and strength. Butthe other day I had to leave him alone for a little while. I had beenreading my Bible, and left it lying on my chair. When I came back, itlay upon the window-ledge. There had been no one there to touch itbut my husband, and he must have left his seat to reach it. With whatpurpose? I thought, with a sudden hope. Yesterday it was the same. Ihad been away for a few minutes, and when I came back, the colonelstarted from the window where he was standing, and walked as quicklyas he could to his sofa. My Bible lay where I had left it, but a markand a dried flower had fallen from it. I was sure now. He had beensearching within for something which might help him, but was stillunwilling to ask for human or divine guidance. Since then I have leftit again on his table, but he has not made me move it, as he would havedone a month ago. And this morning, when Mrs. Stanton sent for me, andI asked him if he could spare me, he said so kindly, but so sadly,--
"'Yes, yes, go. I fear I have too often thrown difficulties in yourway, poor child; but I shall never do so again. Only, Marion, do notleave your husband too far behind.'
"Then I said I would not leave him, but he insisted, and went back tohis careless manner, and said, if you would let him, he would haveBessie for his nurse this morning. I said I would ask, but he hadbetter let Starr sit in the room, lest he should want anything shecould not do. But he said no, he would have none but Bessie, and toldme to send Starr at once. But I came myself, for I wanted to tell youall I felt and hoped. Now, if Bessie comes to him, and he opens theway, as he may with her, she will talk to him in her loving, trustingspirit, and perhaps bring him help and comfort."
Mr. Bradford had risen from his seat, and walked up and down the roomas she talked. Now he stood still, and said, very low and gently, "Anda little child shall lead them."
When Mrs. Rush had gone, Mrs. Bradford called Bessie. "Bessie," shesaid, taking her little daughter in her arms and holding her veryclosely, "how would you like to go over and take care of your soldierthis morning, and let Mrs. Rush go to church?"
"All by myself, mamma?"
"Yes, dear. Do you think you will be tired? We shall be gone a goodwhile. It is a long ride to church."
"Oh, no, I wont be tired a bit," said Bessie, "and I'll take such goodcare of him. Mamma, are you sorry about something?"
"No, dear, only very glad and happy."
"Oh," said Bessie, "I thought I saw a tear in your eye when you kissedme; I s'pose I didn't."
When the wagon started for church with the rest of the family, Bessiewent with them as far as the hotel, where she was left, and taken tothe colonel's room by Mrs. Rush.
"Now what shall I do to amuse you, Bessie?" said the colonel, when hiswife had gone.
"Why, I don't want to be amused on Sunday," said Bessie, looking verygrave. "Franky has his playthings, and baby has her yattle, 'cause theydon't know any better. I used to have my toys, too, when I was young,but I am too big now. I mean I'm not very big, but I am pretty old, andI do know better. Besides, I must do something for you. I am to be yourlittle nurse and take care of you, mamma said."
"What are you going to do for me?"
"Just what you want me to."
"Well, I think I should like you to talk to me a little."
"What shall I talk about? Shall I tell you my hymn for to-day?"
"Yes, if you like."
"Every day mamma teaches us a verse of a hymn," said Bessie, "till weknow it all, and then on Sunday we say it to papa. I'll say the onefor this week, to-night; but first I'll say it to you. It's such apretty one. Sometimes mamma chooses our hymns, and sometimes she letsus choose them, but I choosed this myself. I heard mamma sing it, andI liked it so much I asked her to teach it to me, and she did. Shall Isay it to you now?"
"Yes," said the colonel, and climbing on the sofa on which he sat,she put one little arm over his shoulder, and repeated very slowly andcorrectly:--
"I was a wandering sheep; I
did not love the fold; I did not love my Father's voice; I would not be controlled. I was a wayward child; I did not love my home; I did not love my Shepherd's voice; I loved afar to roam.
"The Shepherd sought his sheep; The Father sought his child; They followed me o'er vale and hill, O'er deserts waste and wild. They found me nigh to death; Famished and faint and lone; They bound me with the bands of love; They saved the wandering one.
"Jesus my Shepherd is; 'Twas he that loved my soul; 'Twas he that washed me in his blood; 'Twas he that made me whole; 'Twas he that sought the lost, That found the wandering sheep; 'Twas he that brought me to the fold; 'Tis he that still doth keep.
"No more a wandering sheep, I love to be controlled; I love my tender Shepherd's voice; I love the peaceful fold. No more a wayward child, I seek no more to roam; I love my heavenly Father's voice; I love, I love his home."
"Isn't it sweet?" she asked, when she had finished.
"Say it again, my darling," said the colonel.
She went through it once more.
"Where is that hymn?" asked the colonel. "Is it in that book of hymnsMarion has?"
"I don't know," said Bessie. "Mamma did not say it out of that; but wewill see."
She slipped down from the sofa, and going for the hymn-book, brought itto the colonel. He began slowly turning over the leaves, looking forthe hymn.
"Why, that is not the way," said Bessie; "don't you know how to find ahymn yet? Here is the way:" and she turned to the end of the book, andshowed him the table of first lines. No, it was not there. "I'll askmamma to lend you her book, if you want to yead it for yourself," saidBessie. "She will, I know."
"No, no," said the colonel, "I do not wish you to."
"But she'd just as lief, I know."
"Never mind, darling; I would rather not," said Colonel Rush, as helaid down the book.
"Shall I say another?" asked Bessie.
"I should like to hear that one again," said the colonel, "if you donot mind saying it so often."
"Oh, no; I like to say it. I guess you like it as much as I do, youwant to hear it so many times. I was glad that I learned it before, butI am gladder now when you like it so;" and the third time she repeatedthe hymn.
"The Shepherd," she said when she was through; "that means ourSaviour,--does it not?--and the big people are the sheep, and thechildren the lambs. Maggie and I are his lambs, and you are his sheep;and you are his soldier too. You are a little bit my soldier, but youare a great deal his soldier; are you not?"
The colonel did not answer. He was leaning his head on his hand, andhis face was turned a little from her.
"Say, are you not?" repeated Bessie,--"are you not his soldier?"
"I'm afraid not, Bessie," he said, turning his face towards her, andspeaking very slowly. "If I were his soldier, I should fight for him;but I have been fighting against him all my life."
"Why?" said the little girl, a good deal startled, but not quiteunderstanding him; "don't you love him?"
"No, Bessie."
It was pitiful to see the look of distress and wonder which came overthe child's face. "Don't you love him?" she said again,--"don't youlove our Saviour? Oh, you don't mean that,--you only want to tease me.But you wouldn't make believe about such a thing as that. Don't youreally love him? How can you help it?"
"Bessie," said the colonel, with a kind of groan, "I want to love him,but I don't know how. Don't cry so, my darling."
"Oh," said the child, stopping her sobs, "if you want to love him,he'll teach you how. Tell him you want to; ask him to make you lovehim, and he will. I know he will, 'cause he loves you so."
"Loves me?" said the colonel.
"Yes; he loves you all the time, even if you don't love him. I thinkthat's what my hymn means. Even when we go away from him, he'll comeafter us, and try to make us love him. I know it's wicked and unkindnot to love him, when he came and died for us. But if you're sorry, hewont mind about that any more, and he will forgive you. He will forgiveevery one when they ask him, and tell him they're sorry. The otherday, when I was so wicked and in such a passion, and struck Mr. Lovatt,I asked Jesus to forgive me, and he did. I know he did. I used to bein passions very often, and he helped me when I asked him; and now hemakes me better; and he'll forgive you too, and make you better."
"I fear there can be no forgiveness for me, Bessie. I have lived seventimes as long as you, my child, and all that time, I have been sinningand sinning. I have driven God from me, and hardened my heart againstthe Lord Jesus. I would not even let any one speak to me of him."
"Never matter," said Bessie, tenderly. "I don't mean never matter,'cause it is matter. But he will forgive that when he sees you areso sorry, and he will be sorry for you; and he does love you. If hedidn't love you, he couldn't come to die for you, so his Father couldforgive you, and take you to heaven. There's a verse, I know, aboutthat; mamma teached it to me a good while ago. It hangs in our nurseryjust like a picture, all in pretty bright letters; and we have 'Sufferlittle children,' too. It is 'God so loved the world that he gave hisonly begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish,but have eternal life.' Mamma says the world means everybody."
"Could you find that verse for me, Bessie?" asked the colonel.
"I don't know, sir; I can't find things in the Bible,--only a few; butJesus said it to a man named Nicodemus, who came to him and wanted tobe teached. He'll teach you, too, out of his Bible. Oh, wont you askhim?"
"I will try, darling," he said.
"I'll get your Bible, and we'll see if we can find that verse," saidBessie. "Where is your Bible?"
"I have none," he answered; "at least, I have one somewhere at home, Ibelieve, but I do not know where it is. My mother gave it to me, but Ihave never read it since I was a boy."
"Oh, here's Mrs. Yush's on the table," said Bessie; "she always keepsit on the window-seat, and she always made me put it back there; but Is'pose she forgot and left it here."
She brought the Bible, and sat down by the colonel.
"I can find, 'Suffer little children,'" she said, turning to theeighteenth chapter of Matthew. "I can yead you a little bit, if youtell me the big words: 'Suffer little children to come unto me, andforbid them not, for of such is the kingdom of heaven.' Isn't it sweet?"
"Yes; and I can believe it," he said, laying his hand on Bessie's head;"of such is the kingdom of heaven."
Bessie turned to the fifteenth chapter of Luke. "Here's about theprodigal son," she said, "but it's too long for me. Will you pleaseyead it?"
He took the Bible from her, and read the chapter very slowly andthoughtfully, reading the parable a second time. Then he turned theleaves over, stopping now and then to read a verse to himself.
"If you want what Jesus said to Nicodemus, look there," said Bessie,pointing to the headings of the chapters.
He soon found the third of John, and sat for a long time with his eyesfixed on the sixteenth and seventeenth verses. Bessie sat looking athim without speaking.
"What are you thinking of, my pet?" he asked at last, laying down thebook.
"I was thinking how you could be so brave when you didn't love Him,"she said "Didn't it make you afraid when you was in a danger?"
"No," he said; "I hadn't even faith enough to be afraid."
"And that night didn't you feel afraid you wouldn't go to heaven whenyou died?"
"The thought would come sometimes, Bessie, but I put it from me, as Ihad done all my life. I tried to think only of home and Marion and mysister. Will you say that hymn again for me, Bessie?"
"Shall I say, 'I need thee, precious Jesus'?" she asked, after she hadagain repeated, "I was a wandering sheep;" "I think you do need ourprecious Jesus."
"Yes," he said, and she said for him, "I need thee, precious Jesus."
"Shall I ask papa to come and see you, and tell you about Jesus?" shesaid, when her father and mother s
topped for her on their way fromchurch. "I am so little, I don't know much, but he knows a great deal."
"No, dear, I want no better teacher than I have had," said Colonel Rush.
"Who?" asked Bessie.
But the colonel only kissed her, and told her not to keep her fatherand mother waiting; and so she went away.
But that afternoon there came a little note to Mr. Bradford from Mrs.Rush:--
"DEAR FRIEND,--
"Can you come to my husband? He has opened his heart to me, and asked for you.
"MARION RUSH."
Mr. Bradford went over directly.
The colonel looked pale and worn, and had a tired, anxious expressionin his eye. But after Mr. Bradford came in, he talked of everything butthat of which he was thinking so much, though it seemed as if he didnot feel a great deal of interest in what he was saying. At last hiswife rose to go away, but he called her back, and told her to stay. Hewas silent for a little while, till Mr. Bradford laid his hand on hisarm.
"Rush, my friend," he said, "are you looking for the light?"
The colonel did not speak for a moment then he said in a low voice,--
"No; I _see_ the light, but it is too far away I cannot reach to whereits beams may fall upon me. I see it. It was a tiny hand, that of yourprecious little child, which pointed it out, and showed me the way bywhich I must go; but my feet have so long trodden the road which leadsto death, that now, when I would set my face the other way, they falterand stumble. I cannot even stand, much less go forward. Bradford, I ama far worse cripple there than I am in this outer world."
"There is one prop which cannot fail you," said Mr. Bradford. "Throwaway all others, and cast yourself upon the almighty arm which isstretched out to sustain and aid you. You may not see it in thedarkness which is about you, but it is surely there, ready to receiveand uphold you. Only believe, and trust yourself to it, and it willbear you onwards and upwards to the light, unto the shining of theperfect day."
Colonel Rush did not answer, and Mr. Bradford, opening the Bible, readthe 92d and 118th Psalms. Then he chose the chapter which the coloneland Bessie had read in the morning, and after he had talked a little,
"Marion," said the colonel, after some time, "do you know a hymnbeginning
'I was a wandering sheep'?"
"Yes," said Mrs. Rush; and in her low, sweet voice, she sang it tohim. Next she sang, "Just as I am," twice over,--for he asked for it asecond time,--then both sat silent for a long while.
The rosy light of the August sunset died out of the west, the eveningstar which little Bessie had once said looked "like God's eye takingcare of her when she went to sleep," shone out bright and peaceful;then, as it grew darker and darker, came forth another and anotherstar, and looked down on the world which God had loved so much, tillthe whole sky was brilliant with them; the soft, cool sea-breeze camegently in at the windows, bringing with it the gentle plash of thewaves upon the shore, mingled with the chirp of the crickets and thedistant hum of voices from the far end of the piazza; but no one camenear or disturbed them; and still the colonel sat with his face turnedtowards the sea, without either speaking or moving, till his wife, asshe sat with her hand in his, wondered if he could be asleep.
At last he spoke, "Marion."
"Yes, love."
"The light is shining all around me, and I can stand in it--with myhand upon the cross."
"Bessie," said the colonel, when she came to him the next morning,"I have found your Saviour. He is my Saviour now, and I shall be hissoldier, and fight for him as long as I shall live."
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Transcriber's Notes
Minor punctuation errors were silently corrected.
Twenty-nine instances of "wont" were retained as dialect or theauthor's preference; "won't" was used 13 times.
Six instances of "aint" were retained as dialect or the author'spreference; "ain't" was used 2 times.
Page 26: "Mary" and "Mamie" are used interchangeably for the same girl.
Page 216: "affghan" may be a typo for "afghan." (Orig: lay neatly folded, a tiny affghan.)
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