The memory of that prayer made the singer more tender-hearted, and she,
who was the idol of England's nobility, went about doing good. And in
her early, happy death, he who stood beside her bed and smoothed her
pillow and lightened her last moments by his undying affection, was
little Pierre of former days, now rich, accomplished, and the most
talented composer of his day.
TOM.
BY REV. C. H. MEAD.
Never did any one have a better start in life than Tom. Born of
Christian parents, he inherited from them no bad defects, moral or
physical. He was built on a liberal plan, having a large head, large
hands, large feet, large body, and within all, a heart big with
generosity. His face was the embodiment of good nature, and his laugh
was musical and infectious. Being an only child there was no one to
share with him the lavish love of his parents. They saw in him nothing
less than a future President of the United States, and they made every
sacrifice to fit him for his coming position. He was a prime favorite
with all, and being a born leader, he was ungrudgingly accorded that
position by his playmates at school and his fellows at the university.
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