The Broken Arm By Ja Sargant PDF Download

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: G CHAPTER XI. No, I never, never shall be happy again cried Lucy, as weeping bitterly over her poor grandmother's Bible she wrapped it up carefully, and deposited it in a drawer which she was permitted to consider as her own. If for a little while I seem to be getting more cheerful, something comes over me which makes me feel as if I were doing wrong; and I am ashamed of myself for forgetting her a moment But He, who made the human heart, has so mercifully and wisely formed it, that grief cannot retain possession of it for ever: its strength is worn out by its intensity: its acuteness is too violent to be lasting; till, gradually losing its hold, it imperceptibly dies away. In the youthful mind, in particular, it is seldom of long continuance; and it is a gracious provision of God that it should be so. Activity, energy, the well-strung nerve, and strength to bear the burden and heat of the coming day, are the requisite capacities for the proper fulfilment of the task appointed those who are beginning their course, that they may run the race that is set before them successfully; and perfect Goodness, and perfect Wisdom, refuses to lay even the shadow of an unnecessary weight upon them. Lucy gradually, yet rapidly, became both cheerful and happy; and that, too, without losing a particle of just regret for her who had been both a friend and a parent to her. Remembrance of the virtuous deceased is an active and a blessed principle in a good mind. It was a guide to Lucy, a support, joy. It checked in her what was improper, it excited her to what was praiseworthy; and often when, at the close of the day, she laid her head upon her pillow, the sweet reflection would pass over her mind, that Granny would have been pleased with her: the tear that followed that reflectio...