Simpson to let her owe him for a day or two until she got a little
money she expected.
Fanny went therefore, and said this to the kind man at the garden;
and he put his hand on her head, and said, "My pretty little girl,
you may owe me as long as you please, for you are a good child, and
God will prosper you."
So Fanny went back in great delight, and told this to Mrs. Newton;
and to cheer her still more, she chose for her morning verse, the
advice that our Lord gave to all those who were careful and troubled
about the things of this life "Consider the lilies of the field, how
they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin; and yet I say unto
you that Solomon in all his glory, was not arrayed like one of these.
Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which to-day is,
and to-morrow is cast into the oven, shall he not much more clothe
you, oh ye of little faith?"
And then she repeated some verses which both she and Mrs. Newton
liked very much.
"Lo! the lilies of the field,
How their leaves instruction yield!
Hark to nature's lesson, given
By the blessed birds of heaven.
"Say with richer crimson glows,
The kingly mantle than the rose;
Say are kings more richly dressed,
Than the lily's glowing vest!
"Grandmother I forget the next verse," said Fanny, interrupting
herself; "I know it is something about lilies not spinning; but then
comes this verse--
"Barns, nor hoarded store have we"--
"It is not the lilies, grandmother, but the blessed birds that are
speaking now--
"Barns, nor hoarded store have we,
Yet we carol joyously;
Mortals, fly from doubt and sorrow,
God provideth for the morrow.
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