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Willis the Pilot

CHAPTER XII
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I obtain work for those that are desirous of earning an honest living, I bring back to the fold the sheep that are straying, and rescue those that are tottering on the brink of infidelity." Here the girls came forward and volunteered to assist Frank in such works of mercy.
"I accept your proffered aid, my dear girls, but, as yet, I am only picturing a future career for myself.

After a day devoted to such labors as these, I return to my home, perhaps to be welcomed by a little circle of my own, for I hope to be received as a minister of the Protestant Church, and, as such, may look forward to a partner in my joys and troubles.

Should Providence, however, shape my destiny otherwise, I shall have the poor and afflicted--always a numerous family--to bestow my affections upon.

But, whilst much of my time is thus passed amongst the sorrowing and the sick, still there are hours of gaiety amongst the gloom--there are weddings, christenings, and merrymakings--there are happy faces to greet me as well as sad ones--and I am no ascetic.

I take part in all the innocent amusements that are not inconsistent with my years or the gravity of my profession--but you seem sad, Mrs.Wolston." "Yes, Frank; you have recalled my absent son, Richard, so vividly to my memory, that I cannot help shedding a tear." "Is your son in orders then, madam ?" "He is precisely what you have pictured yourself to be, a minister of the gospel, and a most exemplary young man." "If," remarked Becker, "we have hitherto refrained from inquiring after your son, madam, it was because we had no wish to recall to your mind the distance that separated you from him, and we should be glad to know his history." "There is little to relate; he is very young yet, and as soon as he had obtained his ordination, he was offered a mission to Oregon, which he accepted; but the ship having been detained at the Cape of Good Hope, he regarded the accident as a divine message, to convert the heathen of Kafraria, where he now is." "It is no sinecure to live amongst these copper-colored rascals," said Willis; "they are constantly stealing the cattle of the Dutch settlers in their neighborhood.


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