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Time, Faith, Energy
by [?]

“It appears so. Certainly I ought to be able to earn five dollars a week, if it is at sawing wood. I’ll do that–I’ll do any thing.”

“Then we needn’t be alarmed. I’ll try and get some sewing at any rate, to help out. So brighten up, Henry. All will be well. It will take a little time to get things going right again; but time and industry will do all for us that we could ask.”

Thus encouraged, Gordon started out to see if he could find something to do. It was a new thing for him to go in search of work; and rather hard, he felt, to be obliged almost to beg for it. Where to go, or to whom to apply, he did not know. After wandering about for several hours, and making several applications at out of the way places with no success, he turned his steps homeward, feeling utterly cast down. In this state, he was assailed by the temptation to drown all his trouble in the cup of confusion, and nearly drawn aside; but a thought of his wife, and the bright hope that had sprung up in her heart in the midst of darkness, held him back.

“It’s no use to try, Mary,” he said, despondingly, as he entered his poorly-furnished abode, and found his wife busy with her needle. “I can’t get any work.”

“I have been more successful than you have, Henry,” Mrs. Gordon returned, speaking cheerfully. “I went to see if Mrs. Hewitt hadn’t some sewing to give out, and she gave me a dozen shirts to make. So don’t be discouraged. You can afford to wait for work even for two or three weeks, if it doesn’t come sooner. Let us be thankful for what we have to-day, and trust in God for to-morrow. Depend upon it, we shall not want. Providence never forsakes the man who is trying to do right.”

Thus Mrs. Gordon strove to keep up the spirits of her husband. After dinner, he went out again and called to see a well-known temperance man. After relating to him what he had done, and how unhappily he was situated in regard to work, the man said–

“It won’t do to be idle, Gordon; that’s clear. An idle man is tempted ten times to another’s once. You will never be able to keep the pledge unless you get something to do. We must assist you in this matter. What can you do besides your trade?”

“I have little skill beyond my regular calling; but then, I have health, strength, and willingness; and I think these might be made useful in something.”

“So do I. Now to start with, I’ll tell you what I’ll do. If you will come and open my store for me every morning, make the fire and sweep out, and come and stay an hour for me every day while I go to dinner, I will give you three dollars a week. Two hours a day is all your time I shall want.”

“Thank you from my heart! Of course I accept your offer. So far so good,” said Gordon, brightening up.

“Very well. You may begin with to-morrow morning. No doubt you can make an equal sum by acting as a light porter for the various stores about. I can throw a little in your way; and I will speak to my neighbors to do the same.” There was not a happier home in the whole town than was the home of Henry Gordon that night, poor as it was.

“I knew it would all come out right,” said Mrs. Gordon. “I knew a better day was coming. We can live quite comfortably upon five or six dollars a week, and be happier than we have been for years.”

When Gordon thought of the past, he did not wonder that tears fell over the face of his wife, even while her lips and eyes were bright with smiles. As the friend had supposed, Gordon was employed to do many errands by the storekeepers in the neighborhood. Some weeks he made five dollars and sometimes six or seven. This went on for a few months, when he began to feel discouraged. The recollection of other and brighter days returned frequently to his mind, and he began ardently to desire an improved external condition, as well for his wife and children as for himself. He wished to restore what had been lost; but saw no immediate prospect of being able to do so. Six dollars a week was the average of his earnings, and it took all this, besides what little his wife earned, to make things tolerably comfortable at home.