are for we never go to movies, you know,” answered Lollie. “ You know, Janet, what I wish you’d do for me?” “What? Anything you say!” “ Go regularly to Sunday School while I am away. Every Sunday I have to come over and wake you so you’ll be ready when it’s time. But while I am gone I do not know whether Mamma would or not. W ill you promise to get up and go? If you do,” said Lollie earnestly, “ I’ll bring you something nice from California.” “Well, sure, I will . . . but be sure it’s something swell, like a movie star,” and Janet giggled at the shocked look on Lollie’s face. The last Sunday at home before the great adventure was to begin was both glad and sad. Lollie and Kippy listened with unusual atten tion to the pastor’s message on soul winning. They hoped they would not fail as witnesses in their uncle’s home, but they felt a little fright ened at the responsibility. That night in their family worship time, they discussed it with their mother. “ I didn’t mean to worry you about this,” she said. “You just be natural and don’t try to preach to them. But be very thoughtful and save your aunt all the work you can, and do not quarrel with Alice and Jimmy. And wherever you can get in a lit tle word for the Lord, do so. Just pray about it and leave the matter in the Lord’s hands, and the openings will come in His time and way.” Lollie had a question: “Mamma, could we give out some tracts to people on the train? We took some out of the tract box at church.” “ I suppose it would be all right especially if you get to talking to someone. I do not think the train peo ple would like you to be going through the cars with tracts. You might fall and get hurt and they try to avoid that. But I think it would be fine to leave a nice tract on the table in the dining room. You will have a number of meals there and if you sit at a different table each time, you can witness to a number of wait ers that way.” Kippy wanted to know about tip ping. “ I don’t know why we leave mon ey on the table but you told us just how much to leave. Should we put the tract under the money?” Mrs. Rogers laughed. “ That’s a fine idea, Kippy. They will be sure to see it. But never make yourselves a nuis ance anytime, anywhere, for that does not help the cause of the Lord. Just be yourselves — ” and at that for the first time Mrs. Rogers herself broke down, at the sudden realiza
tion of her first separation from her children to whom she had been both mother and father for such a long time, and they were obliged to com fort her. “Mamma, should we talk to peo ple on the train?” Lollie wanted to know. Their mother sighed. “ I don’t know what to tell you. Ordinarily I would say to be friendly and don’t intrude and be helpful if you can do any thing for anyone, but these are bad times in which we live, and there are many wicked people everywhere. I feel that you should keep to your seat most of the time. You will be by yourselves after the porter makes it up for the day time. Read and play games and go to the dining room and once in a while to the lounge. But you won’t like all the smoking and drinking that goes on there. I really don’t know — I’ll just leave it to my almost grown-up girl and boy.” “Mamma, we’ll know . . . you said you talked to the conductor we’ll have have so we won’t be without a friend on the train,” Kippy assured her. Mother brightened at that. “How are you coming with the 121st Psalm?” she asked. “We know it!” said Kippy. “We wanted to surprise you!” So they re peated it, letter-perfect, for their mother. Monday night, after a fine fare well dinner, with packed suitcases and boxes of lunch which contained fried chicken for another surprise, Mrs. Rogers and her children left the house in the unusual grandeur of a Yellow Cab for the railroad station. Lollie and Kippy felt a sense of awe as they walked down the aisle to their Pullman, already made up for the night. The light was dim and the train was quiet as they kissed their mother tearfully. Lollie sat down on the edge of her bed while Kippy climbed up into the upper berth. On the platform Mrs. Rogers had a word with the conductor and then waited outside until the train pulled out, the children waving to her through the closed windows. She let herself into the darkened house— already a lonely place — and sat down in the big chair in the living room. Old Prince came in and lay down at her feet and with one bound Snow-White landed in her lap. Smil ing through her tears, Mrs. Rogers murmured the blessed words of the Psalm the children had memorized: “ The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in” . . . adding sincerely, “ I believe Thee, for Thou hast never failed me or my little ones.”
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