I am sure you would like Uncle Nathan, and if you could
pay a visit to his farm he would not drive you off as Mr. Judson did. My
grandma and aunt live with my uncle. Grandma is a very old woman, but
she looks happy and contented as she sits day after day in her large
arm-chair, dividing her time between her knitting work and reading in
the large-print Bible which always lies close to her hand; sometimes she
says it tries her eyes to read, and then I wish you could see how pleased
she seems when I offer to read to her.
You remember the day Charley, when we were at school at dear old
Elmwood, when we were out at recess and that poor old beggar-man who
was nearly blind passed the play-ground, and dropped his cane into the
ditch. Some of the thoughtless boys set up a laugh, but you left your
play and ran and picked up the cane and placed it in his hand; and the
old man patted your head and said "I know you will make a good man, my
lad, if you live to grow up, for there is always good in the boy who
pays respect to the aged and helpless.
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