Front matter
Reading edition
Transcriber's note: Unusual and inconsistent spelling is as printed.
"DO YOU REMEMBER IT—'PEACE, PERFECT PEACE'?"
A Bit of Rough Road
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By
Amy Le Feuvre
Author of "Probable Sons," "The Mender," "Heather's Mistress," etc.
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"Oh! dost thou complain that Heaven's way is rugged?. . . Be the oftener walking in it, and that will make it smooth." GURNALL.
Illustrated by Percy Tarrant
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London
The Religious Tract Society
4, Bouverie Street; & 65, St. Paul's Churchyard
BY THE SAME AUTHOR The Mender Jill's Red Bag On the Edge of a Moor Odd Made Even Dwell Deep Legend Led A Puzzling Pair A Little Maid Heather's Mistress The Carved Cupboard Miss Lavender's Boy, and Other Sketches Odd
THE RELIGIOUS TRACT SOCIETY, 4 BOUVERIE STREET; & 65 ST. PAUL'S CHURCHYARD, LONDON, E.C.
CONTENTS
CHAPTER
I. STRANGE THOUGHTS
II. A QUIET HOUSE
III. A NEW FRIEND
IV. TAKEN BY SURPRISE
V. CONFLICTING DUTIES
VI. A BUSY DAY
VII. SETTLING DOWN
VIII. HOPE'S CHOICE
IX. A HOLIDAY
X. HESTER'S BEES
XI. TROUBLE
XII. THE NEW HOME
XIII. KITTY
XIV. THE LITTLE FLAGGED PATH
XV. A SPEEDY PARTING
XVI. A LONG NIGHT
XVII. HOMELESS
XVIII. AN UNCERTAIN FUTURE
XIX. BOY AND GIRL
XX. A VISIT TO LONDON
XXI. A SUCCESSFUL SEARCH
XXII. ALONE
XXIII. WAITING
XXIV. WEDDING BELLS
XXV. IN THE BORDERLAND
XXVI. A YORKSHIRE HOME
XXVII. VISITORS
XXVIII. A CONFESSION
ILLUSTRATIONS
"DO YOU REMEMBER IT—'PEACE, PERFECT PEACE'?" Frontispiece
HOPE SLIPPED AWAY TO HEAR THE FAMOUS PREACHER
"MR. ST. CLAIR KEEPS ASKIN' IF YOU'VE COME"
"HOPE, YOU ARE CHANGED," JIM SAID, SUDDENLY
"YOU CAN DO NOTHING FOR HIM, BUT JUST WATCH HIM"
"SIT STILL AND SEE A MAN MAKE TEA"
"WHAT IS IT?" HE INQUIRED. "CAN I DO ANYTHING FOR YOU?"
"I THINK YOUR NAME OUGHT TO HAVE BEEN PEACE," SAID KITTY
THE WATER WAS SLOWLY BUT SURELY MOUNTING THE STAIRS
SHE GAVE HIM MISS RILL'S ADDRESS
"WHAT ON EARTH HAVE YOU BEEN DOING WITH YOURSELF? YOU'RE A WRAITH!"
HER SURROUNDINGS SEEMED TO MELT AWAY, SHE WAS WAFTED INTO A LITTLE PARADISE
HOPE PUT HER FACE IN HER HANDS AND SOBBED ALOUD
HOPE RAN DOWN TO MEET THEM
"YOU MUST TELL ME WHAT YOUR PLANS ARE FOR THE FUTURE"
"OH, LANCELOT, HOW GLAD I AM TO BE HOME AGAIN!"
Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin? The blood of Jesus whispers peace within. Peace, perfect peace, by thronging duties press'd? To do the will of Jesus, this is rest. Peace, perfect peace, with sorrows surging round? On Jesus' bosom nought but calm is found. Peace, perfect peace, with loved ones far away? In Jesus' keeping we are safe and they. Peace, perfect peace, our future all unknown? Jesus we know, and He is on the throne. Peace, perfect peace, death shadowing us and ours? Jesus has vanquish'd death and all its powers. It is enough: earth's struggles soon shall cease, And Jesus call us to Heaven's perfect peace. E. H. BICKERSTETH.
(From the Hymnal Companion. By permission of Messrs. Longmans, Green & Co.)
A Bit of Rough Road
