“ It was owing to our Georgia,” said Helen. “ She seemed to think she must do what she could, if it was only knives.” Then she told him the story of the knives. “ I believe I will go in here again,” said the minister, stopping before a poor little house. “ I said yesterday there was no use, but I must do what I can.” In the house, a sick man lay dying. Again and again the minister had called, but the man wouldn’t listen to him. But tonight the minister said, “ I have come to tell you a little story.” Then he told him about Georgia Willis, about her knives and her lit tle comer, and her doing what she could. And the sick man wiped the tears from his eyes and said, “ I’ll find my corner, too. I’ll try to shine for Him.” The sick man was Georgia’s father. Jesus, looking down at Georgia W il lis that day, might have said, “ She hath done what she could,” and He gave the blessing. “ I believe I won’t go to walk today,” said Helen, hesitatingly, “ I’ll finish that dress of Mother’s. I suppose I can if I think so.” “Why, child, are you here sewing?” her mother said, “ I thought you had gone to walk.” “No, Mother, this dress seemed to be in my comer, so I thought I would finish it.” “ In your comer,” her mother re peated in surprise, and then Helen told her about the knives. The doorbell rang, and the mother went thoughtfully to receive her pas tor. “ I suppose I could give more,” she said to herself as she slowly took out the ten dollars that she had laid aside for missions. “ If that poor child in the kitchen is trying to do what she can, I wonder if I am! I’ll make it twenty-five.” And perhaps Georgia’s guardian angel said to another angel, “ Georgia Willis gave twenty-five dollars to our dear people in India today.” “ Twenty-five dollars!” said the oth er angel. “Why, I thought she was poor!” “ Oh, well, she is poor, but her Father in heaven isn’t poor, you know. She did what she could, and He did the rest.” But Georgia knew nothing about' all this, and the next morning she bright ened the knives and sang cheerily, “ In this world of darkness We must shine, You in your small corner, And I in mine.”
JUNIOR KING'S BUSINESS
looking
in the
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by Mrs. Martha S. Hooker
G e o r g ia W i l l i s , who helped in the kitchen, was rubbing the knives. Somebody had been careless and let one get rusty, but Georgia rubbed with all her might — rubbed and sang softly, “ In this world of darkness We must shine, You in your small comer, And I in mine.” “What do you rub at them knives forever for?” Mary asked. Mary was the cook. “ Because they are in my corner,” Georgia said brightly. “ ‘You in your small corner,’ you know, ‘and I in mine.’ I’ll do the best I can. That’s all I can do.” “ I wouldn’t waste my strength,” Mary said. “ I know no one will no tice.” “Jesus will,” said Georgia. And then she sang again, “ You in your small comer, And I in mine.” “ This steak is in my corner, I sup pose,” said Mary to herself. “ If that child must do what she can, I suppose I must. If He knows about knives, it’s likely He does about steak.” And she broiled it beautifully.
“Mary, the steak was very nicely done today,” Miss Emma said. “ That’s all because of Georgia,” said Mary, with a pleased red face. And then she told about the knives. Miss Emma was ironing ruffles. She was tired and very warm. “Helen will not care whether they are nicely fluted or not,” she said. “ I’ll hurry over them.” After she heard about the knives, she did her best. “How beautifully my dress is done,” said Helen. Emma laughing, answered, “ That is owing to Georgia.” And then she told about the knives. “ No,” said Helen to her friend, who urged, “ I really cannot go with you this evening. I am going to prayer meeting. My comer is there.” “Your comer! What do you mean?” Then Helen told about the knives. “Well,” said the friend, “ if you will not go with me, perhaps I shall go with you.” And they went to the prayer meeting together. “You helped us ever so much with the singing this evening,” their pas tor said to them as they were going home. “ I was afraid you wouldn’t be here.”
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