human
Ellis, come here a moment, said Mr. Holbrook, turning towards his study door, as the family came in from church.
gpt
What is it about this trouble in school with Edward Lewis?
human
No trouble, father; only Tip threw a paper ball, just as he always _is_ doing, and, as Mr. Burrows asked me if I knew who threw it, of course I had to tell him, and that made Tip mad. Why? Has he been complaining to you, father?
gpt
Ellis, did you see Edward throw paper?
human
Yes, sir.
gpt
Are you positive?
human
Yes--why--that is--I glanced up from my book just in time to see it whiz, and it came from Tip's direction, and his hand was raised, so I supposed of course he threw it. I thought a minute ago that I knew he did.
gpt
But now you would not say positively that some boy near him might not have done it?
human
Why, no, sir. Alex Palmer might have thrown it; but I didn't think of such a thing.
gpt
Well, Ellis, my verdict is that you were mistaken; I don't think Edward told a falsehood this time. I'll tell you why: he is trying to take the Saviour for his pattern. I believe he is a Christian. Now, there is one thing which I want you to think of. Edward Lewis, who has never been taught anything good, who has never had any one to help him, has given his heart to Christ; and my boy, for whom I have prayed with, all my soul every day since he was born, has not.
human
Hitherto hath the Lord helped us.
gpt
Boys, said Mr. Burrows, one Monday afternoon,