His
sleep was short, and when he awoke, he said abruptly to Emilie, "I want
to feel less angry against John," Miss Schomberg, "but I don't know how.
It was such a cruel trick, such a cowardly trick, and I cannot forgive
him."
"I don't want to preach," said Emily, smiling, "but perhaps if you would
read a little in this book you would find help in the very difficult
duty of forgiving men their trespasses."
"Ah, the Bible, but I find that dull reading; it always makes me low
spirited, I always associate it with lectures from uncle and Mr. Barton.
When I did wrong I was plied up with texts."
Emilie did not know what answer to make to this speech. At last she
said, "Do you remember the account of the Saviour's crucifixion, how,
when in agony worse than yours, he said, 'Father forgive them.' May I
read it to you?"
He did not object, and Emilie read that history which has softened many
hearts as hard as Joe's. He made but little remark as Emilie closed the
book, nor did she add to that which she had been reading by any comment,
but; bidding him a kind good night, went to meet Aunt Agnes at the
church door, and conduct her safely home.
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