THE GIRL’S STORY BOOK. 53

 

mother forsake me, then the
Lord will take me up?’ That
is for you and me, I am sure it
is. Don’t cry any more, James,
dear James;” and she kissed
the tears away from her bro-
ther’s face, and read to him
some of the sweet Psalms which
their mother loved.

¢“ But did the Lord take care
of those children? What be-

came of them?” I hear you ask.