"You said the Bishop's hands would make her strong, didn't you?" he remarked one day to Tom, and Tom smiled down on him.
"I was talking of her soul rather than her body, Jack, but it seems as if God in His goodness were sending her both together."
So it was that from sitting up in a chair for a considerable portion of the day, Jessie soon began to walk a little, first to the garden gate, then a few steps along the road, and one summer evening in the autumn, to Jack's great excitement and delight, he saw her seated in a chair at the bottom of the church when he went down as usual to ring the bell. What did not please him so well was that his wandering thoughts in the service were brought back to everyday life by the mention of her name in church, in what connection he was too greatly astonished to discover. He was only certain that he had heard her name, and what could be the good of saying prayers for her when she was sitting behind all the time and looking nearly well? His puzzledom, it almost might be called annoyance5, at the unreasonableness6 of the thing kept his mind straying for the remainder of the service, and he was glad that under cover of waiting behind to carry something back for Uncle Tom after church, he had a chance of putting the matter before him.
"Uncle Tom, we didn't want to pray for Jessie Butler, to-night. What did you do it for? Did not you see, she was in church and quite better?" he said.
"Which shows you weren't listening very much, Jack, or you would have found out we weren't praying for her in the way of asking God to give her anything. We were thanking Him for making her better, and, of course, it was much better to wait until she could be there to give thanks for herself. It would have very little meaning else. Now, I will tell you a story," and very picturesquely7 Tom related the story of the ten lepers.
"Only one out of the whole lot, Jack, who remembered to give thanks to God. A lot of us are like that! We say 'Give us this day our daily bread,' and at the end of the day we forget to thank God for the food we never lack."
Jack said little, but the lesson went home.
Jessie's lessons with her clergyman still continued for many weeks after her confirmation, for Tom was preparing her for her first Communion, and the next time he was able to hold a celebration at the little church, Jessie was one of the communicants. Jack's interest over that was far less keen than about her confirmation. It was "something grown-up people stayed for, and children could not," was all that he grasped at present, and Tom left it at that, willing that the teaching about the greatest Sacrament should be given a little later. Very quickly after Jessie's first Communion there came the letter suggesting that it was time for her to go home. She was quite independent now of the doctor's attendance. She showed the letter to Tom when he came to see her, making no comment.
"You'll be glad to go back and see them all again, I expect," but Jessie lifted her great eyes to him quite full of tears.
"Yes—no—" she said. "Of course, I want to see them, but although I've been ill down here, and had a lot of pain, I've had the happiest time of my life. You've taught me a lot, and I've been confirmed and been to Communion, and when I go back I'll see no one p'raps for weeks and weeks. It seems so easy to be good when you are here, but when no one talks to you, and Sunday after Sunday you never get nigh a church, and you work and work and always feel tired it doesn't come so easy."
"But you won't work for a bit yet, Jessie; you're not fit for it."
"It's easier to work than to sit still all day and do nothing, and see mother bustling8 round with never a minute to herself. Here there is no work I ought to be doing, you see."
Tom sat pondering. "Well, for the present you must try and make yourself content. I quite see that your father and mother, hard-working people, can't afford to keep you here any longer than is necessary——"
"Yes, I was selfish. I'd forgotten that," said Jessie.
"And I want you to think of this, Jessie; that God who has given you so much help lately will still be near you, and able to keep you in the straight path when He takes some of those helps away. I know it's much more difficult for you, but it may help to strengthen your spiritual life, to teach you to stand alone. You'll say your prayers and keep your Bible reading regular."
"Yes," Jessie said, "but it's not easy when there's no one who can tell you what it means when you get puzzled."
"I can't quite tell where I shall go when my time here comes to an end, but I will try and see you sometimes."
"Oh, thank you, ever so much! That will make everything different; for when I sit sewing in the verandah—I'll do all the sewing—I shall feel that one time I shall look up and see you come riding through the bush, and p'raps—p'raps, if you've nowhere else to go, you'll stop the night. Mother would be pleased."
"There are many more improbable things than that," Tom said.
The children were loud in their lamentations over Jessie's leaving.
"Why can't you stop forever and ever?" Eva demanded.
"Because I've got a mother and father who want me back again."
"It's miles and miles away; we can't come and see you, can we?" said Jack.
"Oh, I don't know. We're three miles back from Wylmington Falls, where people come picnicing in summer time. If you came out there one day you might get on to us."
It did not sound very probable.
"The day after to-morrow; they're sending the buggy to fetch me."
"We'll come to the corner at the bottom of the lane to see you and wave to you, won't we, Eva?"
"Yes, wave to you," echoed Eva, beginning to smile again, the prospect10 of active service consoling her for Jessie's departure.
So on the following Saturday two eager children, with flowers in one hand and handkerchiefs in the other, stood waiting at their corner. This time the waiting was a short one, for a buggy came slowly up the hill, and in front, supported by cushions, sat Jessie by her father's side, whilst her small belongings11 were packed in behind; and at sight of the waiting pair, Mr. Butler drew rein12 and Eva climbed up with Jack's assistance to give Jessie a parting kiss, and Jack lifted his cap and presented his flowers, holding himself very straight lest Jessie should offer to kiss him too; but she knew better, only shook him heartily13 by the hand, and thanked him for all his kindness and then the buggy moved on, followed by the shouts of the children.
"But I wish she hadn't gone," said Jack as the carriage and its occupants were lost to sight. "We'll miss her every day."
Tom came up to the farm that evening for he had something to discuss, and wanted Betty's counsel.
"You know what girls can do more than I," he said when he had settled down to his pipe in the verandah. "I've Jessie Butler on my mind. My time here now is short——"
"Oh, I didn't know you were leaving at any definite time," said Betty quickly.
"Nor did I until to-day, but I've a letter from the Bishop to say that your late vicar has resigned, and that he is going to put in a younger man who can compass the work better."
"Why not you?"
"Because I refused to take it," said Tom simply. "It's not what I came out for, although I've had a very happy time here."
"And the new man is coming soon?"
"As soon as the Bishop can find him. He has one or two that he would like to send here, but I'm wandering from my point. Before I leave, I should like to find something for Jessie to do. She's utterly14 unfitted for life on a back block. It's too rough for her, and the work too heavy. She can't do anything yet, but before the winter sets in I'd like to see her settled at work she can do, something fairly quiet and regular. What do delicate girls do? What are they fit for," and Tom glanced appealingly at Betty.
"Sewing would be too sedentary, and she would not get it either, living where she does," said Betty.
"That's just it; I want to move her from where she is, but she's not strong enough for service."
"She might help in an infant school where such help is needed. She has read a good deal and passed all her standards, and has picked up a good deal of desultory15 knowledge which, from what the children tell me of the way she talks to them, I should think she had a gift for imparting."
"The very thing," cried Tom, "and I believe there is an opening at Wylmington, which has the advantage of not being far from home in case of a breakdown16. I was in the little school there the other day, and the teacher, Miss Armstrong, was saying that it was imperative17 that she must have help with the tinies, and that she had written to the department about it. Now, if I could only put an oar18 in and get the post for Jessie, she could spend her spare time in study, and in qualifying herself to pass the examinations necessary for her to become a certificated teacher. In years to come she might get quite strong enough to undertake the care of some country school."
Tom lost no time in getting into touch with the authorities, with the result that in a few weeks' time he had the offer of the post which he sought for Jessie.
Jessie's imaginings about the parson's first visit to her home only came partly true, for on one soaking wet afternoon as the light was beginning to wane19, a dripping man, clad in waterproof20 from top to toe, came riding up to the door, and she could hardly believe her eyes when the rider turned out to be Tom. Her greeting was absolutely incoherent in its gladness.
"Mother, father," she cried flying to the door, "come, come quickly. Here's Mr. Chance, come to see us, and he must be soaking to the skin."
"Not a bit of it," said Tom, dismounting cheerily from his horse and shaking the rain from the brim of his hat, "thanks to my overalls21. I have a proposal to make to your father and mother, the answer to which is urgent, and I could not wait for fine weather."
"Well, everything must wait until you are fed, and warmed, and dried," said hospitable22 Mrs. Butler, hastening forward, "Fred," to a tall boy behind—"Come, take the horse, will you? Come in, come in, Mr. Chance; it was good of you to ride through the bush on a day like this, for when it rains it means business in our country."
Ten minutes later Tom sat in the living-room before a log fire cracking cheerily in the open fireplace, which sent a leaping shower of flame and sparks up the chimney. The family, of varying sex and sizes, having accorded the visitor shy greeting, dispersed23, leaving the space clear for Mrs. Butler and Jessie, who bustled24 round preparing a meal of the best viands25 the house could produce at so short a notice.
After the rough but hospitable meal, Tom resumed his seat near the fire and laid his proposal before them, that Jessie should become temporary assistant teacher in the little school at Wylmington, with the view of following teaching as her profession. Miss Armstrong had expressed her willingness to give her a helping27 hand with her studies, and Jessie could live at the school-house with her. Indeed, Miss Armstrong would be glad to welcome her there, as the life was too lonely a one for any girl to face.
Jessie listened to the plan as it unfolded itself with occasional exclamations28 of delight, but her father demurred29.
"The lass isn't strong. I'd rather have her here under our own eyes for a bit."
"But it's the future we must look to, Harry30. It's putting Jessie in the way of earning her own living. If anything ails31 her she's not far from home," said the more sensible mother. "I believe we must let her go."
"Thank you," said Tom, as if he were accepting a favour, rather than conferring one. "I wanted to feel Jessie had found her proper niche32 before I said good-bye."
Jessie's heart sank like lead, all the joy at the thought of the life of useful work which opened out before her dashed by the near prospect of losing the friend who had so greatly helped her, but she said nothing. Her regret was too deep for words. She simply turned imploring33 eyes upon the speaker as if making dumb appeal to him to reverse his decision.
"It seems a pity you should leave us," said the farmer with slow deliberation. "I don't profess26 to know much about parsons and their work, but it strikes me you are the right man in the right place."
"Thank you," said Tom, with a little laugh, "but I never came to stop. I came to fill a gap; I am leaving for the mainland almost directly."
"Never coming back?" said Jessie, with a choke in her voice.
"Never is a big word, Jessie. I hope certainly to revisit Tasmania before I go back to England, but it may be a long time first. I did not come to the colony with a notion of finally settling here."
"Humph!" said the farmer, "very good as far as it goes, but it seems to me a bit like lighting35 a fire and setting it in a blaze and then leaving it to die down to a heap of ashes."
"But we hope it may lead to an extension of the church's work."
"May be," said Butler, but his tone was incredulous.
Then Tom rose and said he must be getting on his way.
"You'd have some difficulty in finding it on a night like this," said the farmer with a chuckle36. "Listen to it," and across the swirl37 of the rain upon the roof and windows came the roar of the wind through the bush. "Best stay here for the night. We can offer you a shake down in here, can't we, wife? And a sound roof to cover you."
Tom rose and went to the door before making a final decision, but the wild rush of wind and rain in his face made him close it again pretty quickly.
"Thank you; I'll stay, although I'm afraid I'm causing you some inconvenience, but it would take a more experienced bushman than I to find my way on a night like this."
"Seems to me," said Mrs. Butler a little shyly, "that having the parson here, we might have prayers to-night, before we settle in. It's not Sunday, but it's many a Sunday we have to do without 'em."
"Call the others in, then," said Butler, not altogether pleased by the innovation, so in trooped the boys and girls wide-eyed and smiling at the novelty of prayers in the middle of the week.
But they all felt there was something in it when Tom began. His manly38 earnestness was infectious and it was quite like church prayers after all, for he read a Psalm39 and then a few verses from the Bible, following on with familiar collects.
"Lighten our darkness, O Lord, and by Thy great mercy defend us from the perils40 and dangers of the night," he said, and the thunderous crash of a tree falling not far from the house reminded his listeners that the perils of the night were close about them—even at their doors.
"I should like us to sing a hymn41 together," said Tom as he rose from his knees, "something we all know. Shall it be 'Abide42 with me?'" and he started it in a strong clear voice and very soon the whole family joined in, not absolutely correctly perhaps, in time or tune43, but with heartiness44 that made it effective.
"Thank you," said Butler at the end. "Some folks say that extempore prayers come more from the heart, but for my part I like those I've been used to from a boy."
Then the family slipped off to bed, and the sofa was pushed nearer the fire and a few rugs brought in and soon Tom was settled in for the night. With the first streak45 of dawn he was awake and pushed his way into the outer kitchen in search of soap and water, but there he found some one had been before him, and everything had been arranged for his comfort; and later Jessie appeared, carrying him his breakfast on a neat tray.
"It's kind of you to enable me to make an early start, and the weather is kind too. What a lovely morning after that wild night," but Jessie's heart was too full of other things to think of the weather.
"Mr. Chance, how will I keep good when you're gone?"
"No one keeps you good," said Tom, "except God's Holy Spirit, which is yours already and who will abide with you for the asking. And for the rest, Jessie, do your work lovingly and carefully, as in God's sight, and on Sunday you can give a helping hand in the school and teach the little ones about holy things. You can help along the church's work in the place if you have a mind to."
Then Mrs. Butler came in, and a quarter of an hour later Tom was wending his way back to Wylmington.
The following Sunday was his last in Wallaroo, and the little church was packed to hear his last sermon, and quite a number of people waited outside the church to shake him by the hand and bid him Godspeed, a send-off he much preferred to the social evening which it had been proposed to give him in the previous week, but which his many engagements had forced him to decline.
"Uncle Tom," said Jack, thrusting his hand into Tom's as they walked home together, "you will come back, won't you, as everyone's so sorry you're going away?"
"I don't suppose I shall come back as your clergyman, Jack, but I shall certainly come back before I go to England, in fact whenever a chance presents itself."
"But Eva and I won't watch for you on Saturday afternoons?"
"No, I'm afraid you won't, but some day, when you least expect me, I shall come popping in by the coach, or on my feet."
"And you'll come when I'm confirmed same as Jessie?" said Jack.
Tom smiled to himself, well pleased that Jessie's confirmation had made so deep an impression upon the little boy.
"I don't know even if I shall be in the colony then, but if I'm anywhere within reach I'll come when you are confirmed," said Tom.
"Aunt Betty," said Jack, as Betty tucked him into bed that night, "you need not cry any more, Uncle Tom will come back some day."
"But what nonsense you are talking. I'm not crying," was the reply.
"But you did cry in church, and I s'pose it's because Uncle Tom is going away. If not, what did you cry for?" said Jack, a question Aunt Betty did not think fit to answer.
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bishop
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unreasonableness
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picturesquely
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prospect
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belongings
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