Perhaps he would have gone on, if I had helped him!" "Does he sail with you ?" "No, he was at school.

If I had told him that he and I would stand by each other--but he looked so foolish, and began to cry! I am sorry now." "Weak spirits have much to bear," said the doctor, "and you stronger ones, who don't mind being bullied, are meant, I suppose, to help them, as Norman has been doing by poor little Tommy." "It was thinking of Norman--that made me sorry.

I knew there was something else, but you see I forget when I don't see you and Margaret every day." "You have One always near, my boy." "I know, but I cannot always recollect.

And there is such a row at night on board, I cannot think or attend as I ought," murmured Harry.
"Yes, your life, sleeping at home in quiet, has not prepared you for that trial," said the doctor.

"But others have kept upright habits under the same, you know--and God helps those who are doing their best." Harry sighed.
"I mean to do my best," he added; "and if it was not for feeling bad, I should like it.