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And now you’ve got to be patient with me just a minute, dear boy, said his companion,
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I know her, said Jack.
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I don’t want you to think I doubt her kindness to him. I am jealous of her. That is all.
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Kindness ain’t just the word, persisted Aunt Love.
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I can imagine your father livin’ through such a summer as last was, and havin’ a pretty weary time of it, cut off from so much that had made his life before. Now I just want you to picture this young woman, a pretty, girlish critter that had seen trouble enough to make her low-spirited if she’d had a mind to be, just studyin’ to make the days pleasant for him. She was cheerful in just such a stiddy way as a brook is; not much noise about it, but always right there, singin’ if so be you want it. She played games with your dear father, or she read to him, or she waited on him, or she just set and sewed and let him look at her, whichever happened to suit his mood; and he bein’ always thoughtful and tender of her, ’twas just a pleasure to see ’em together. She hunted up maps and articles about places you was travelin’, and from sunrise till sunset she just had one idea, and that was whether anything could make Mr. Van Tassel any more comfortable than he was. He was a happy man in spite of the new weakness which might have made him miserable. Ain’t that somethin’ for you to remember when you think of the woman that bears his name? You know some kinds o’ clover brings the person that finds it good luck. I often used to think o’ that as I watched ’em together, and I thought your father had found one of the best sort. It’s a good name for her. Clover’s just like her, unpretendin’ and sweet, whether it’s red or white; always cheerful and innocent, distillin’ honey for mankind. Miss Berry paused a minute before she went on:
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The word _father_ means a great deal to you, Mr. Jack. It was the heavenly Father that gave that lovely companion to soothe Mr. Van Tassel’s last days; and the same all-lovin’ Father has permitted a great blow to fall upon you; but the Holy One whose birthday we are keepin’ to-day said that in this world we must have tribulation, and He told us, too, be of good cheer. The Saviour did overcome the world; there is a heaven, your father has gone to it, and you and I are both bound for it. It’s the main concern we’ve got in life to get ready for it. Let your sorrow help you along, Mr. Jack, and don’t shut anybody out o’ your generous heart, least of all the woman I’ve been talkin’ about.
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Peace on earth, good will to men.