They'll mostly give you every reason for fretting." "John has quite forgotten poor little Martha." "He's done nothing of that sort, but I think thou hes forgotten John, poor fellow! I'm sorry for John, I am that!" "You have no cause to say such things, mother, and I will not listen to them.

John has become wrapped up in that dreadful mill, and when he comes home at night, he will not talk of Martha." "I am glad he won't and thou ought to be glad too.

How can any man work his brains all day in noise and worry and confusion and then come home and fret his heart out all night about a child that is in Heavenly keeping and a wife that doesn't know what is good either for herself or anybody else.

Listen to me! I am going to give thee a grain of solid truthful sense.

The best man in the world will cease giving sympathy when he sees that it does no good and that he must give it over and over every day.