174
FAITH.
to take it." "I put it in the post the day after I wrote it, mother." She asked him several questions about where he had put his letter, but she could not quite understand him. He looked for a letter every day in answer, but none came. One day when out walking with his mother, he said, "Oh, mother, I will show you the post where I put my letter to cousin;" and taking his mother's hand, he led her to an old wooden post in a shady lane, the top of which was worn away with the rain, and formed a kind of basin. There Henry had left his letter. His mother smiled at his mistake.
