She has the blessed gift of making
the best of what can't be helped, and she has a wonderful faith.
Look, Martha, look at the sky, does it not already sing to us
'joy cometh with the morning'?"
Martha Perry walked to the door and looked out, and even her timid,
doubting heart could not but feel calmed and comforted.
"'God's in His heaven: All's right with the world,'" quoted Miss
Rose, softly, as they stood there together. And already help was on
its way to Huldah.
CHAPTER IX.
TO THE RESCUE.
When Bob Thorp awoke that same morning about six o'clock, his first
thought was that he had six shillings in his pocket. Six shillings
got without working for them, so that he had every right to look on
them as an extra, and spend them on himself.
Having made up his mind on this point, he lay for a happy half-hour,
thinking how he should lay it out to get most pleasure out of it.
"Why, I know!" he almost exclaimed aloud, as a particularly pleasant
idea struck him. "I'll go to the big football match at Crinnock.
It's going to be a clipper, they say. Ain't I glad I thought of it!
I shall have just enough to do it comfortably."
The idea so excited him that he jumped out of bed then and there,
and, banging at his poor mother's door, he bade her get up sharp, and
light the fire, and get the breakfast, because he had to be off
early.
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