He told her it was none of her business. She went to
work then to win that boy's confidence. She asked him if he went to
school. He said, "No." "Well, why don't you go to school?" "Don't want
to." She asked him if he would not like to go to Sunday school. "If you
will come," she said, "I will tell you beautiful stories and read nice
books." She coaxed and pleaded with him, and at last said that if he
would consent to go, she would meet him on the corner of a street which
they should agree upon. He at last consented, and the next Sunday, true
to his promise, he waited for her at the place designated. She took him
by the hand and led him into the Sabbath-school "Can you give me a place
to teach this little boy?" she asked of the superintendent.
He looked at the boy, but they didn't have any such looking little ones
in the school. A place was found, however, and she sat down in the
corner and tried to win that soul for Christ. Many would look upon that
with contempt, but she had got something to do for the Master. The
little boy had never heard anybody sing so sweetly before. When he went
home he was asked where he had been. "Been among the angels," he told
his mother. He said he had been to the Protestant Sabbath-school, but
his father and mother told him he must not go there any more or he would
get a flogging.
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