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Chapters (29)
  1. HER BENNY
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  3. Contents
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  5. Preface
  6. Chapter I - Brother and Sister
  7. Chapter II - Addler's Hall
  8. Chapter III - Roughing It
  9. Chapter IV - A Friend in Need
  10. Chapter V - "Oh, Death! What Does Thou Mean?"
  11. Chapter VI - In Which Benny Makes a Discovery
  12. Chapter VII - Two Visits
  13. Chapter VIII - In Which Joe Wrag Has a Vision
  14. Chapter IX - Tempted
  15. Chapter X - In the Woods
  16. Chapter XI - Benny Prays
  17. Chapter XII - Fading Away
  18. Chapter XIII - The Tide Turns
  19. Chapter XIV - A Glimpse of Paradise
  20. Chapter XV - A Terrible Alternative
  21. Chapter XVI - An Experiment
  22. Chapter XVII - Perks Again
  23. Chapter XVIII - Adrift
  24. Chapter XIX - The Border Land
  25. Chapter XX - Life at the Farm
  26. Chapter XXI - An Accident
  27. Chapter XXII - Recognition
  28. Chapter XXIII - The Question Settled
  29. Chapter XXIV - The Reward of Well-Doing

"Joe Wrag," it said, "is your religion such a selfish thing, and is your joy such a selfish thing, that you can think of nothing but yourself? Are you the only one for whom Christ died? Are there no tired and toil-worn men and women around you struggling in the darkness and longing for light? Do you want heaven all to yourself, that you invite no one to go along with you? For shame, Joe Wrag, you are actually growing selfish! In your thankfulness that you have found a place of shelter, you have forgotten the many outside still exposed to the storm. Is this what you have learnt of Christ? Get down on your knees, man, and ask His pardon, and ask Him for grace also that you may be saved from yourself, and that henceforth you may live for Christ and humanity."

"O Lord, have marcy!" cried Joe, rushing on faster and faster. "I've been as blind as a bat, an' as selfish as sin could make me. Enter not into judgment with me for Thy marcy's sake, an' I'll try to do better—I will, for sure."

When Joe reached his home, he went at once to his bed-room, and, falling on his knees, he poured out his soul in a long and agonizing prayer. He prayed for grace and strength, he prayed for light and wisdom. He did not ask for peace or joy, but he asked to be made holy and useful, that he might do diligently his life-work, and be able to say when death came, "I have finished the work that Thou gavest me to do."

When Joe came downstairs a light was shining in his eyes, such as his wife (who had been for many years Joe's "thorn in the flesh") had never seen before.

From that day Joe Wrag was a changed man, and, as might be expected, his wife was the first to notice the change and the first to appreciate it. That very morning, instead of eating his meal in silence, as had been his custom for many years, he began to talk to her, to ask her questions, and to interest himself in domestic affairs. And when he had taken his four or five hours' sleep, instead of moping in silence, as he had been in the habit of doing, until it was time to go to his work, he actually began to help his wife to tidy up the house, and even anticipated her wants in several little matters, and altogether made himself so agreeable that his wife was at her wits' end to know what had come over him.