A London Baby: The Story of King Roy
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came into blossom on her grave in the country cemetery to whichWarden had her carried, the roses had come back to the bonnie cheeks ofsweet baby Roy, and the health and brightness to his eyes. He had beenrescued in time to save his little life. In that re-united home a neworder of things was established. Faith and Roy had never to complain ofa cold or hard father again. The great tribulation of those terribleeight days had done their work on the man's heart, and the death of Megseemed to set the seal to it. Warden told Meg that he believed in JesusChrist our Lord. It is enough to say of his future life, that he actedas only a man could act who carried that belief to its logicalconclusion, and who very humbly and very prayerfully followed in thesteps of the Master whom he loved. Faith and Roy were to grow upknowing the meaning of true fatherhood, both human and divine. AndHannah! God was very gracious to poor lost Hannah Searles. He gave hertreasure back to his own, but He did not take him quite away from her.She still saw her baby boy, and as she grew steadier and morerespectable day by day, and week by week, Warden gradually gave her moreto do in his house, until finally she almost lived there.
"I said to the Lord that I'd be good ef He spared me the child," she wasoften heard to say, "and I'm a trying. I'm a rare and wicked woman, Godh'Almighty knows that werry, werry well, but I'm a trying hard to begood."
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The End.