such a child; and yet there is such a wise, deep look in her brown eyes. What pretty eyes they are! There is the oddest mixture of old and young in her I ever saw. She is going to be lovely, Edward!"
"I think she is lovely now."
"Oh yes! but I mean, when she grows up. She will be very lovely, with those spiritual eyes and that loose curly brown hair; if only she can be kept as she is now."
"My dear, she cannot be that!"
"Oh, you know what I mean, Edward. If she can be kept unspoiled; untainted; unsophisticated; with that sort of mixture of wisdom and simplicity which she has now. I wish we need not send her to school."
"We have no choice about that. And the Lord can keep His own. Let us ask Him."
They knelt and did so; with some warm tears on Mrs. Eberstein's part, and great and warm earnestness in them both.
CHAPTER II
CHRISTINA AND HER MOTHER
Mrs. Eberstein watched during the next few days, to see, if she could, whether the sudden resolve taking on Dolly's part that first evening "meant anything," as she expressed it, or not. She remained in doubt. Dolly was thoughtful certainly, and sweet certainly; "but that don't tell," Mrs. Eberstein remarked; "it is her characteristic." It was equally certain that she had attached herself with a trustful, clinging affection to the new friends whose house and hearts had received her. Dolly's confidence was given to them fully and heartily from that very first day; and they saw that it was.
Nearly a week passed before the school-term began. Meanwhile Dolly was taken about, in walks and drives, to see all that her friends thought would interest her. Everything interested her, they found; and upon every subject presented to her, her little head went to work; the result of which was the putting of a question now and then, which afforded her guardians, perhaps, as much entertainment as the ground of the question had given Dolly. These questions, however, were called forth most of all by the subject which had seized hold of Dolly's mind with such force that first evening. Mrs. Eberstein had not forgotten her promise about the Bible. One of the first expeditions undertaken the next day had been in search of one; successful, in the judgment of both Dolly and her aunt; and since then the book was very often to be seen in Dolly's hands.
"What are you reading there, Dolly?" Mr. Eberstein asked, corning in one evening just before dinner. Dolly was on a low seat at the corner of the fireplace, reading by the shine of a fire of Liverpool coal, which threw warm lights all over the little figure. She looked up and said it was her Bible she was studying.
"You will put out your eyes."
"Oh no, Uncle Edward; the print is so good, and the fire makes such a nice blaze, I can see perfectly."
"And pray, what are you looking for, or what are you finding, in that book, little one?"
"I am looking for a great deal, – and I am finding a little," was Dolly's reply.
"Different with me," said Mr. Eberstein with a short laugh. "I generally find more in the Bible than I look for."
"What do you look for in it?" said Dolly, raising her head which had gone down to the reading.
Mr. Eberstein laughed again.
"Truly, Dolly," he said, "you have hit me there! I believe I often open the Bible without looking for anything in particular."
"Perhaps that makes the difference," said Dolly, letting her eyes fall again to her page.
"Perhaps it does; but, Dolly, I should very much like to know what you are looking for?"
"I am looking to find out the will of God, Uncle Edward."
"Come here, my pet," said Mr. Eberstein, coaxing the little girl into his arms and setting her on his knee. "What do you want to find out the will of God for? what about?"
"About me."
"What do you want to know the will of God about you for?"
"I want to do it, Uncle Edward."
"There couldn't be a better reason. Jesus says, 'He that hath My commandments, and keepeth them, he it is that loveth Me.' Do you find what you seek?"
"I find some," said Dolly.
"Where were you reading just now?"
"About Abraham."
"Abraham! What do you find in Abraham's life, may I ask, that tells you the will of God about Dolly Copley? You are not called upon to leave your country and go out into a strange land."
"No; not that. But God said to Abraham, 'Walk before Me, and be thou perfect.' And it puzzles me."
"What puzzles you?"
"I don't see how I can 'walk before Him.'"
"Dolly, – the Lord is here, here where we are, wherever we are."
"Yes. I know that."
"Then, if you know that and remember it, and do everything you do in His presence, and feeling that it is in His presence, you will be walking before Him; don't you see? Just as if Jesus were here again upon earth, and you were always with Him; only you do not see Him now. He sees you."
"And 'be perfect'?" said Dolly questioningly.
"Yes. That means, I think, don't try to serve two masters. If you love God with all your heart, and give Him your whole life and service, – not a part of it, – that is what the word to Abraham means, I think. A servant of God is a perfect servant, if he does all the will of God that he knows, and as fast as he knows it. But you cannot do that of yourself, little Dolly."
"Why cannot I, if I want to?"
"Why, because there come temptations, and there come difficulties; and you will want to do something you like, and not what God likes; and you will do it too, unless the Lord Jesus keeps fast hold of you and saves you from making such a mistake. Only He can."
"Can He?"
"Certainly He can."
"Will He?"
"If you want Him to do it, and trust Him to do it, He will. He will just do all that you trust Him to do."
Dolly pondered. "Will He do that because He loves me?" she asked.
"Just for that reason, Dolly."
"Then He will do it," said Dolly confidently; "for I will trust Him. Won't you show me where he says that, Uncle Edward?"
Mr. Eberstein told Dolly to find Matt. xxi. 21. Dolly read eagerly —
"Jesus answered and said unto them, Verily I say unto you, If ye have faith, and doubt not, ye shall not only do this which is done to the fig-tree, but also if ye shall say unto this mountain, Be thou removed, and be thou cast into the sea, it shall be done. And all things whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive."
Dolly read to herself, then looked up, eager and confident, for the next reference.
"Turn to John xv. 7."
Again Dolly found and read, in silence —
