Can you find these words in the bible?

John's mother felt from this time more than ever anxious about his soul, and determined to be more than ever careful in teaching and training him.

CHAPTER II.

FOR Some time after the fire the family had to be scattered some were taken in by one neighbour, and some by another, and when at last a new house was built, and they were all at home again, Mrs. Wesley found that her children had learnt many rude ways and bad habits, from being with those who could not train them as carefully as she had done. They had gone back, too, in their lessons, and it was long before they were all as obedient and well-behaved as they had been before. How thankful children should be, to whom God has given Christian parents, who watch over their souls as those who must give account!

In course of time the parsonage was built up again. This time it was a brick house, with many more rooms than before. There were a kitchen, parlour, dining-room,

study, nursery, and other rooms.

One was called the

"Matted Chamber," another the "Paper Chamber," which means, I suppose, that the walls were papered, which was not so common in those days as now. Outside the house Mr. Wesley planted fruit trees to be trained against the wall, and mulberry trees, cherry trees, and pear trees in the garden. He planted walnut trees in the croft, or field, and in time all looked pleasant and comfortable, and the children got back to their lessons and were becoming orderly and well-behaved as they had been before. Their mother took great pains to make them speak civilly and pleasantly to everybody. Rude answers were always punished, and they were taught to ask the servants for anything they wanted, in a kind, polite manner. One rule which she made for them was, that the time they spent in amusement, should never be longer than the time spent in reading the bible and prayer.

You can well believe that the people of Epworth were a great trouble to Mr. Wesley. Besides setting fire to the parsonage, they had done a great many other things to injure and annoy him. Once, when Mrs. Wesley was very ill, they had beaten drums and fired guns all night long under her window on purpose to keep her awake. One

night they had stabbed the three cows upon which the children depended for their milk. Another time they set fire to the flax in the field, and another time they nearly chopped off the leg of the house-dog. Any of you who have a dog you are fond of, will I am sure feel very angry, at the thought of such horrible cruelty. There was one person, however, who felt far more sorrow than anger, with regard to these poor brutal people—this person was Mrs. Wesley. It happened when little John was eight years old that his father went to London, where he remained several months. The curate, Mr. Inman, was left to take charge of the parish. Mr. Inman, however, contented himself with reading the prayers, and preaching a bad sermon on the Sunday mornings.

During the rest of the Lord's day and on the six week days, all went on as if the people had no souls and there were no God. This made Mrs. Wesley very unhappy. She felt that her children and servants were under her care, and that she must give an account to God, as to whether she had done all she could, to lead them to know Him. She therefore determined to spend a part of each Sunday in reading aloud the best sermons she could find, and then all joined in singing some psalms

and in prayer. The little servant boy told his parents of this, and they asked if they might come too; then other neighbours asked leave to come; and soon there were thirty or forty meeting every Sunday at the parsonage. The new parsonage being so much larger than the old one, it could hold a good many people. About this time it so happened that Emilia, looking over her father's books, found an account of the missionaries who had lately been sent out to the heathen by Frederick IV., King of Denmark. The account of these missions is a wonderful story, which I hope you will one day read for yourselves. Mrs. Wesley told Emilia to read it aloud to her. She wrote to her husband, telling him how delighted she had been with this remarkable history. It was not common then, as it is now, to send missionaries to the heathen, and the hardships they had to undergo were very great. Mrs. Wesley says: "Their labours refreshed my soul beyond measure, and I could not forbear spending good part of that evening in praising and adoring God for inspiring those good men with such an ardent zeal for His glory. For several days I could think

or speak of little else."

She then goes on to say that

she felt that even a woman must do what she can for

the Lord Jesus, and that she would begin by praying more for the people of Epworth, who had been such a trouble to them all. She would speak more to them about their souls, and would begin with her own children. She therefore set apart a certain time every evening to talk alone with each child. On Monday she had Molly; on Tuesday, Hetty; on Wednesday, Nancy; on Thursday, Jacky; on Friday, Patty; on Saturday, Charles; and as there was only one day left, Emilia and Sukey had to come together on Sunday. She also talked, as she had opportunity, to the neighbours who came in to the reading on Sunday afternoons. She spoke to them so earnestly and lovingly, that they became really awakened about their souls. They spoke, too, to others, and so many people became anxious to know the way to be saved, that as many as 200 would come to the parsonage on Sundays, and many more would have come had there been room. They no longer wished to illtreat Mrs. Wesley and her children, but seemed quite changed from wild beasts, into quiet, well-behaved people.

Mrs. Wesley at first tried to persuade them to go away after the sermon, as she did not think it was a fit thing for a woman to pray in public. She wished only her