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Chapter NumberVI
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Full Date1897-08-21
Page Number2
Word Count387
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Newspaper TitleLaunceston Examiner (Tas. : 1842 - 1899)
Trove TitleLight after Darkness
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FOR THE CHILDREN ---~- LIGHT AFTER DARKNESS. Written for the "Examiner" BY "ETHELBURGA," LAUNCESTOIN. CHAPTER VI. A few days passed-miserable days for Mr. Smith--when one evening, after returning from the post-office, Mr. Roberts hailed him. '1A letter for you, Smith, from Mel bourne; with -tidings of your son, I hope:" Wilth trembling hands the letter was opened, and Mr. Smith read as fol lows: "I am well, dear father, and hope you are not fretting about me. I'm all right.' When this reaches you I shall be on the ocean, bound for England. I iwwant to0see the country of, your birth, but I don't intend to stop there. No, America, the land of freedom, is the place for me, as I've often said, and there I'll make 'a fortune and send you some money, which, will help you to buy a farm, and then you'll be happy. I have thought a great deal since I left home, and I feel sorry for my' neglect of duty. But I would never have made a farmer; I hate the drudgery, and had no heart to be industrious. Yet, I'm 'not lazy, though appearances axe against me. To comfort you I will tell you my resolution. It is to work, and' work hard. I will be honest, too, be lieve that, dear father. A fellow-pas senger on the steamer to Melbourne was interested in me, though I did not tell him I had run away from home, and he very kindly used his influence on my behalf, with the result that I am going to work my passage to England, and I expect I'll have to drudge a great deal. But I don't mind that. He lent me a book called 'Past and Plaesent,' by Thomas Carlyle. It is very dry; but I found this passage marked for me: 'For ibhere is a perennial no~bleness, and even sacredness, in work. Were he never so benighted, forgetful of his high calling, there is always hope in a man that actually and earnestly works; in idleness alone there is perpetual de spair.' Well, dear father, I mean to work. Please tell Mr. Roberts that I have forgiven him, and ask his pardon for my neglect. God bless you, dear father."-BOB. Was Bob a hypocrite as well as a thief? We shall see.