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I fear that you have been without a Bible all the way;

Is it in California, or have you lost it,—say?”

“You little chatter-box, do see the presents I have brought;

This for mamma, and that for you; Why! really I had thought

The beautiful new dress I bought would please my sister well;

How do you like this India fan, I ask you, Minnie Bell?”

“O, it is very beautiful! I thank you, Alfred, dear;

But yet you have not told me, what most I wish to hear.”

“Well, Minnie,” said her brother, “if really you must know,

When I sailed for California my Bible did not go.

“I know ’twas wrong to leave it out, for never have I seen

A Bible or a Testament in any place I’ve been;

We did not often think of God when we were digging gold;

That is the truth; now, Minnie dear, pray don’t begin to scold.”

“Forgotten God for three long years! Alfred, can this be true?

Dear brother, were you not afraid of God’s forgetting you?”

He took the dear child in his arms, and bursting into tears,

“My conduct has been wrong,” he said, “how sinful it appears!”