LOUIE was a quiet little girl—a child who was never particularly noticed. Her aged grandmother bestowed much love upon her, and taught her many texts and sweet, simple little hymns.
Little Louie came to school day by day with me. The various exercises which constitute school-life’s routine were not easy to her, except the hymns, and these she would sing even before she thoroughly knew the words. Little Louie’s grandmother, who has been a great invalid for more than twelvemonths, was pondering over the last month’s FAITHFUL WORDS the other day, and she desired to mingle in those pages “the last words of Louie.”
In the commencement of this year the child went to stay with an uncle, who sang to her, and with her, the hymns she loved so much. Her favorite was―
“Jesus loves me this I know,
For the Bible tells me so.”
The uncle used to say, “ ‘Jesus loves me’ never grew old with Louie,” and he thinks now of her sweet smile and earnest plea, night by night, “Now, uncle, sing again ‘Jesus loves me.’”
Shortly after little Louie returned home she was taken very ill, and for some weeks her sufferings were acute. Her great wish was to see her dear grandmother, and she, under great difficulties, being such an invalid, came to Louie’s home, and stayed with her.
After the turn of one midnight, Louie asked if it was one o’clock, and repeated the inquiry again and again, adding, “It won’t be long before morning now, will it? Granny, let me lie on your arm! It won’t make you tired, will it?”
Shortly after her mother was called to the little child, she, with a feeble little voice, said, “Good-bye; I’m going to heaven to live with Jesus―Jesus — blessed Jesus. I love Jesus, and He loves me―gentile Jesus. Good-bye, dada; mamma, little sister, Aunty Emma, good-bye. I’ll―ask―Jesus to let you all― come.” “Good-bye all. Aunty Nellie, goodbye.” And so she passed from earth to paradise. Z. B.