He would learn to read and write, and he would pinch himself hard to buy some better clothing, lest he should continue to be a disgrace to them; shoes he must have first of all, as those were what the sharp but friendly old woman had particularly mentioned.

At any rate, he could never run away again from this home, where he was so loved and cared for.
Oliver told him how sadly Dolly had fretted after him, and watched for him at the door, hour after hour, to see him come home again.

He said that in the same way, only with a far greater longing and love, his Master, the Lord Jesus Christ, was waiting for Tony to go to him.

He could not half understand it, but a vague feeling of a love passing all understanding sank deeply into his heart.

He fell asleep that night under the counter with the tranquil peacefulness of one who has been tossed about in a great storm and tempest, and has been brought safely to the desired haven..