A Child's Prayer Answered.

I remember a child that lived with her parents in a small village. One day the news came that her father had joined the army (it was at the beginning of our war), and a few days after the landlord came to demand the rent.

The mother told him she hadn’t got it, and that her husband had gone into the army. He was a hard hearted wretch, and he stormed and said that they must leave the home; he wasn’t going to have people who couldn’t pay the rent. After he was gone, the mother threw herself into the arm-chair, and began to weep bitterly.

Her little girl whom she had taught to pray in faith (but it is more difficult to practice than to preach), came up to her, and said, “What makes you cry, mamma? I will pray to God to give us a little house, and won’t He?” What could the mother say? So the little child went into the next room and began to pray.

The door was open, and the mother could hear every word. “O God, you have come and taken away father, and mamma has got no money, and the landlord will turn us out because we can’t pay, and we will have to sit on the doorstep, and mamma will catch cold.