This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1849 edition. Excerpt: ... God had saved them. He told his hearers to look into their own hearts and see if a want of this belief in God's parental goodness and wisdom, was not the first reason of all their troubles. Those who were grieving for the death of friends would find that their murmurs at the loss was more bitter, than the simple feeling of the loss itself. So of those who had been deurived of propetty, or comfort, or health.' A want of faith made many cease to pray, and kept some from the holy sacrament of the Lord's Supper. He said a great deal more, that Helen did not understand so well. Partly because she did not listen with so much interest as at first. She said to herself--" I'm sure the cause of my sorrow is that I cannot see. A want of faith did not make me blind." And she began again to murmur, that she had been so " punished" as she called it. She did not think she deserved it at all. As they came out of the church, Helen's sadness and ill humor seemed to have increased. Her mamma saw her bite her lip, when Mrs. Price asked her if she was getting better, and when Amelia Price took her hand, and said "dear Helen won't you come and see me now?" She drew away rudely. She only thought--" Amelia said that to tease me. She knows I can't see anybody." But Helen was wrong. Her little playmate pitied her it is true, and she wished to do something to make her happier. Helen would not speak to her again but said "come mamma, I'm in a hurry to get home! " Mrs. Morton led her carefully along. Neither of them spoke for some time. Mrs. Morton was grieved that the gentleness of the morning had disappeared so soon, and her little daughter grew more and more sullen as they drew near home. At dinner Mr. Morton remarked that Mr. Herbert would dine with them the next day....