"I DO wish you would bring them to call upon me.
I'm longing to see an ORIGINAL young gentleman."
"Thank you," said I. "And I'll have Toddie bring a bouquet by way
of atonement,"
"Do," she replied, as I allowed her to pass from the pew. The word
was an insignificant one, but it made me happy once more.
"You see, Uncle Harry," exclaimed Budge, as we left the church
together, "the Sunday-school wasn't open yet, an' I wanted to hear
if they'd sing again in church; so I came in, an' you wasn't in
papa's seat, an' I knew you was SOMEwhere, so I LOOKED for you."
"Bless you," thought I, snatching him into my arms as if to hurry
him into Sabbath school, but really to give him a kiss of grateful
affection, "you did right--EXACTLY right."
My Sunday dinner was unexceptional in point of quantity and
quality, and a bottle of my brother-in-law's claret proved to be
most excellent; yet a certain uneasiness of mind prevented my
enjoying the meal as thoroughly as under other circumstances I
might have done. My uneasiness came of a mingled sense of
responsibility and ignorance. I felt that it was the proper thing
for me to see that my nephews spent the day with some sense of the
requirements and duties of the Sabbath; but how I was to bring it
about, I hardly knew. The boys, were too small to have Bible-
lessons administered to them, and they were too lively to be kept
quiet by any ordinary means.
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