But there is something he has begged me to tell you before he comes." "Ah!" he said with a troubled look in his eyes, a suspicion of the truth dawning upon him.

"Well, darlings, you may go now, and mamma will let you come in again before your bedtime." They withdrew and Elsie told her story, dwelling more particularly upon the strength of the temptation and the child's agony of grief and remorse.
"Bring him here, wife," Mr.Travilla said, his eyes full, his voice husky with emotion.
There was a sound of sobs in the hall without as she opened the door.
"Come, son," she said, taking his hand in hers, "papa knows it all now." Half eagerly, half tremblingly he suffered her to lead him in.
"Papa," he burst out sobbingly, scarcely daring to lift his eyes from the floor, "I've been a very wicked, bad boy; I disobeyed you and--and--" "Come here to me, my little son." How gentle and tender were the tones.
Eddie lifted his head and with one joyous bound was in his fathers arms, clinging about his neck and sobbing out upon his breast his grief, his joy, his penitence.

"Papa, papa, can you forgive such a naughty disobedient boy?
I'm so sorry I did it! I'm so glad you didn't die, dear, dear papa! so glad you love me yet." "Love you, son?
I think if you knew how much, you would never want to disobey again." "I don't, papa, oh, I don't! I ask God earnestly every day to give me a new heart, and help me always to be good.

But mustn't I be punished?
mamma said it was for you to say, and grandpa didn't whip me and he won't 'less you ask him." "And I shall not ask him, my son.

I fully and freely forgive you, because I am sure you are very sorry and do not mean to disobey again." How happy the child was that at last his father knew and had forgiven all.
Mr.Travilla improved the occasion for a short but very serious talk with him on the sin and danger of disobedience, and his words, so tenderly spoken, made a deep and lasting impression.
But Eddie was not yet done with the pain and mortification consequent upon his wrong doing.