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Page 78 - Servants, be obedient to them that are your masters according to the flesh, with fear and trembling, in singleness of your heart, as unto Christ...
Page 78 - With good will doing service, as to the Lord, and not to men: Knowing that whatsoever good thing any man doeth, the same shall be receive of the Lord, whether he be bond or free.
Page 310 - The central figure in the narrative is Miss Janet Nesbit, of Aldersyde, a young gentlewoman who is early called to a life of self-sacrifice. This she humbly accepts, working out the problem with so much sincerity and faithfulness that the grey morning is followed by a bright day.
Page 175 - Little Jack Horner Sat in a corner Eating a Christmas pie; He put in his thumb, And pulled out a plum, And said, "What a good boy am I!
Page 312 - The pages are full of pen portraits, which must have been drawn from nature. Mission-work, as presented to us in this little volume, means very much more than a good story. The Christian heart, yearning over the...
Page 312 - A capitally written sketch of Scottish city life among the humbler classes.' — Christian. ' The story is an incident of city mission-work, and it is capitally told. It is a book which should find a place in every Sunday school or temperance library.
Page 310 - Hurrah ! our good Scotch stories, with their dear rough old vernacular, are not going to die out just yet, or, if at all, they are going to die hard.
Page 310 - A book we must read through at a sitting. It lays hold of our interest in the first page, and sustains it to the end.' — Daily Review. ' Deserves to occupy a prominent and permanent place among Scottish works of imagination. . . . Not a dull page in the book ; while...