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Chapter 2
Evaluating Nutrition Information
Overview
In Chapter 2, students will learn how scientists generally rely on the scientific method for
nutrition research. The major types of studies are introduced, including experimental studies and
epidemiological studies. The importance of peer review is also discussed. Furthermore, students
will learn how to discern fact from fiction when considering nutrition information. Features of
unreliable sources of nutrition information and characteristics of reliable sources of nutrition
information are listed. In the final section of this chapter, students are introduced to nutrition
experts, registered dietitians, or registered dietitian nutritionists. The educational requirements
and professional credentialing of a registered dietitian nutritionist (RDN) is discussed.
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1. Have students read the Case Study in the opening of the chapter and answer the questions
that follow. After they have read the chapter, students should answer the questions again
and compare their answers to the responses provided at the end of the chapter.
2. Have students answer the Quiz Yourself questions. Students should save their responses
and answer the questions again, after they have read the chapter.
3. Assign Connect® and LearnSmart® activities for Chapter 2.
4. Have students search the Internet for a website that promotes dietary supplements or a
nutrition-related device. The site should include nutrition information. Students can use
the information in the “Fresh Tips” feature of Section 2.3 to judge the reliability of each
claim or statement. In a paper or class presentation, students should explain why the site
is or is not a reliable source of nutrition information.
5. Ask students to select a nutrition topic that is of interest to them, such as obesity,
diabetes, or taking vitamin C to prevent the common cold. Students should use the
National Library of Medicine’s PubMed website (http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/)
to search for articles that relate to their topic. Students should note the number of articles
that are available concerning the topic, and read one article from a peer-reviewed journal
that was published within the past five years. Students should make a copy of the article
and analyze its information. Is it a review article or a report of a study? If the article is
about a study, did the research involve animals or humans? How many? Did the
investigators follow the steps of the scientific method? Were there controls? What were
the credentials and professional affiliations of the author(s)? Does the article reveal the
source(s) of financial support for the research?
6. Have students form groups of 5 to 7 people. Have each group develop a hypothesis that
relates to human nutrition, such as “eating sugar makes people obese,” “eating grapefruit
facilitates weight loss,” “taking vitamin B-6 supplements reduces the signs and
symptoms of PMS,” or “taking thiamin supplements protects against mosquito bites. “
Ask the students to use the scientific method shown in Figure 2.1 to design an
experimental or observational study involving human subjects that investigates their
hypothesis. The study designs should include a review of literature, number of subjects,
time frame, controls (if experimental), etc.
7. Have students search the Internet to find a website that offers nutrition information.
Students should read the information at the site and identify any “red flags” for
misinformation (see the list of characteristics in the passage called “Look for Red Flags”
in Section 2.3). Students should evaluate the quality of the information presented on the
website. In their report to the class, students should identify the URL of the site and its
sponsorship; summarize the information, including health-related claims; evaluate the site
for bias; and search the site for any disclaimers. Students are to determine whether the
site is a reliable source of nutrition information, and explain why it is or is not.
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8. Have students contact a local health care facility to determine whether registered
dietitians or registered dietitian nutritionists (RDNs) are on the staff. After locating
dietitians, individual students or groups of students arrange to interview an RDN
concerning his or her job. Students should ask the RDN why he or she decided to major
in dietetics and what he or she likes and dislikes about the profession. Instructors can
also invite a registered dietitian or RDN to visit the class and answer questions from
students about his or her educational background and the profession of dietetics.
9. Have students read Section 2.1, “Dr. Goldberger’s Discovery.” Ask students to determine
whether Dr. Joseph Goldberger applied the scientific method in his research. What steps
did he include? Why did the scientific community largely ignore his findings when he
reported them?
10. Assign the Critical Thinking questions and Practice Test at the end of the chapter.
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But the heart of the heathen whom he addressed
seemed cold and hard as the iron itself. What cared Tippoo's servant
"If we be His servants!" exclaimed Grace, with earnestness, "but let us not
forget that God's Word declares, that 'if any man have not the Spirit of Christ,
he is none of His'; yea, the Lord Himself hath said, 'He that is not with me is
against me; no man can serve two masters,'—if we be not heartily upon the
Saviour's side, we are upon the side of the world and Satan."
"It's just like this, I take it," said the nurse, "it's just as if Baird had chosen to
forget all about his country and his duty, and had gone into the service of
Tippoo, and had even fought in his cause."
"And have been punished as such," observed Grace. "What would have been
to him the name of Englishman? It could only have increased his shame; and
what to us will be the name of Christians, if we are found in the ranks of
Christ's foes? Oh, let us pray that we may be of the number of those who are
saved from wrath by His death, and freed from sin's prison by His grace, and
who bravely fight in His cause against the world, the flesh, and the devil! To
such the victory is certain, to such the crown is sure; we shall be 'more than
conquerors through Him who loved and gave Himself for us.'"
Grace ceased, for her strength was exhausted; but a feeling of peace and
hope, such as she had not known before since her accident, stole over the
lady's soul. She felt that she had done what she could; however little that
might be, and that the Lord would not despise the one talent which she sought
to lay out for Him. Grace sank into refreshing sleep, with the promise sounding
in her ears, "They that be wise shall shine as the brightness of the firmament,
and they that turn many to righteousness as the stars for ever and ever."
The Voyage
"Oh! is not this delightful!" exclaimed little Minnie Mayne, as she sprang upon
the deck of the steamer which was to take herself and her mother back to their
beautiful home in Scotland.
Mrs. Mayne, a widow lady, was returning from a visit to an aged parent in
London. Her child had become very weary of dull brick streets, and the noise
and smoke of the city. Minnie longed to see her bright home by the sunny
lake, to feel the breeze on the healthy mountains, which to her young eyes
were more beautiful than any other scene upon earth. Mrs. Mayne and her
daughter had come to London by land, so this was the first time that Minnie
had ever entered a steamer. Everything was new, and everything seemed
delightful. The child promised herself great enjoyment from the voyage, as
well as from the arrival at home.
With curiosity and pleasure Minnie surveyed the scene around her. The deck
piled with luggage, the funnel black with smoke, the compass in its little glass
frame, the pilot at the wheel, the hurrying to and fro, the sailors busy with the
rope, and outside the vessel the view of the river crowded with shipping—
boats, steamers, and barges; all afforded intense amusement to the light-
hearted, intelligent child, who was full of eager questionings about each new
object that caught the eye.
"Oh, mamma! What a noise the steam makes! I can hardly hear myself speak.
I wish that the vessel would begin to move; but I can't think how it will ever
make its way through such a crowd of boats! What a number of passengers
there are; and, oh! What a lot of carpetbags and boxes! I don't think that any
more people can be coming; the sailors had better pull up the plank that joins
us to the shore, and let us be off at once. Oh! no; there are some more people
arriving. Such a grand gentleman and lady, mamma! And a little girl so
splendidly dressed! They had better make haste and get on deck, or the
vessel will move off without them."
As Minnie concluded her sentence, a stout man passed along the plank,
followed by his wife and daughter. The child wore a pink frock, and pea-green
silk tippet, and a quantity of light curls streamed on her shoulders from a hat
adorned with a long drooping feather. While Minnie surveyed the girl's finery
with admiration approaching to envy, Mrs. Mayne glanced at the mother with
an impression that that face was familiar to her, though she could not for some
time recollect where she had seen it before. While the woman was bustling
about her baggage, and in a loud voice disputing with the porter about his
dues, the lady recalled to memory that the person before her was Mrs. Lowe,
a greengrocer's wife, who had provided Mrs. Mayne's mother with vegetables
nearly ten years previous. Mrs. Mayne recollected also the circumstances
under which her family had given up employing the Lowes. The ladies had in
vain tried to persuade the greengrocer to close his shop on Sundays; his wife
had even been insolent when the duty of obeying the third commandment had
been pressed home on her conscience, and had thus lost her customers, as
well as her temper. Mrs. Mayne was not sure whether the greengrocer's wife
now recognized her, but felt sorry that such a person was to be her
companion on the voyage to Scotland.
"She looks as though her business had prospered," thought the lady, "to judge
by her comfortable appearance and dress; and she has decked out her poor
child in finery purchased by her ill-gotten gains. But how impossible it is to tell
who is happy by mere outside show! However, those who wilfully break God's
laws may appear to prosper, yet in the end it shall be seen that 'the blessing of
the Lord it maketh rich, and He addeth no sorrow with it.'"
In the meantime, the plank had been raised; the huge paddles had slowly
begun to go around, and a stream of foam, white as cream, on either side,
marked the track of the steamer down the river. Minnie watched the banks
with delight, as they appeared to move faster and faster with the vessel's
increasing speed. There was so much to see, so much to wonder at, as every
bend of the river brought new objects to view. The child's delight reached its
height, when the noble hospital of Greenwich appeared with its stately park
rising behind, and at the same time from the deck of a passing steamer,
gliding with fairy speed, sounded the air of "Rule Britannia," borne towards
them by the fresh breeze.
"How happy she is!" thought her mother, looking fondly at the child by her
side. "She is like some joyous young creature just beginning the voyage of
life, to whom all around seems beautiful, and everything bright ahead. She is
troubled by no thought of storm or trial; she rejoices that she is going to a
home, and she trusts to a parent's care to provide all things needful on the
way. Lord, give me this childlike spirit of trust, and hope, and love, as I journey
to the heavenly home, which my dear husband has long since reached."
Pleasure seldom lasts long without a check. Shortly before passing the Nore,
as evening was coming on, a shower of rain warned the voyagers to seek
shelter below. Minnie had not yet seen the place in which two nights were to
be passed, and it was with some curiosity that she descended the steep
stairway that led to the ladies' cabin.
"What a dark, dull room!" she exclaimed, as she entered and looked around;
"and how hot and close it feels! I wish that we could stop all night on deck.
Why, where are we to sleep?" she added; "not in those little pigeonholes
surely! Are twelve or fourteen ladies to be crowded together in a room no
bigger than our parlor, and not nearly so nice and high?"
"These are our berths," said Mrs. Mayne, with a smile, showing to her
daughter a little recess, almost perfectly dark, in which were four
"pigeonholes," as Minnie called them, two on each side, one above another,
each containing a bed; while in the centre was a space only wide enough to
turn round in. "The berths on the right hand are ours. You shall have the one
over mine."
Minnie laughed at the idea of clambering up to her little nest, though she did
not much like its appearance. "And will two other ladies," she asked, "be
packed into these tiny berths on the left?"
"I hope they'll be quiet and pleasant," murmured Minnie, who was quite
unaccustomed to be brought into such very close contact with strangers. She
had scarcely spoken, when Mrs. Lowe and her Jemima came bustling up to
the recess.
"What a wretched dark hole it is!" exclaimed the greengrocer's wife, in disgust,
as with her dress spreading out like a balloon, she almost entirely blocked up
the entrance.
While the Lowes went for their bandboxes and provision bag, Minnie
whispered to her mother, "So they are to be our companions in this funny little
place! I would rather have had some people not quite so dashing and grand."
Mrs. Mayne smiled to herself at the ignorance of her child, whose eye had
been caught by mere outside glitter. "She will know better in time," thought the
lady, "and learn to distinguish between tinsel and real gold."
The Lowes returned to their little recess, which, small as it was, they made
smaller, by stuffing it full of their luggage, without the least regard to the
comfort of their unfortunate fellow travelers. The night had now come on, and
a lamp was lighted near the end of the cabin, which threw but a dull gleam
into the part portioned off for the four. The steamer had entered the open sea,
and to other discomforts was added that of a heaving motion, which, with the
close air, gave to Minnie a tightness and pain in the head.
"Mamma," said she, sadly, to Mrs. Mayne, who was sitting beside her on a
sofa near the recess, but in a more open part of the cabin; "mamma, I am
afraid that we shall find this a miserable voyage after all."
"It is something like the voyage of life, my darling, in which we must all expect
to find some things to annoy and try; but let us make little of trifling
discomforts, and cheerfully look to the end. We know that we are going home
—the voyage will soon be over."
"Yes, mamma; and the less we like the way, the more glad shall we be to get
home. It makes one think of the verse about our heavenly rest:"
"And now, Minnie," said her mother, "the sooner you can forget your
discomforts in sleep, the better. I will just read a small portion of the Bible to
you as usual, and then you shall climb up into your berth, and, I hope, slumber
quietly till the morning."
"Mamma, you can't read the Bible here," whispered Minnie, "where there are
so many strangers;" and she glanced timidly at the tall, portly figure of Mrs.
Lowe, who was standing very near her.
"Why should we not read it, my child? It makes no difference in the
importance of a duty whether we perform it quietly in our own room, or with
many around us. You know that you are not able to read to yourself, and must
therefore hear your mother."
So saying, Mrs. Mayne drew forth a Testament from her bag, and in a low,
clear voice began reading to the child, who nestled close to her side. Minnie
felt shy and uneasy. Though her mother read softly, the Lowes were so near
that they must overhear every word; and the child fancied that she saw a
scornful look on the face of the elder, and on that of Jemima a wondering
smile, as though hearing the Bible read was something strange to both. It is
very possible that Mrs. Mayne wished to be overheard; and it was with more
than usual earnestness that she prayed God to bless the reading of His Holy
Word.
"'Then shall the kingdom of heaven be likened unto ten virgins, who took their
lamps, and went forth to meet the bridegroom. And five of them were foolish,
and five were wise. For the foolish, when they took their lamps, took no oil
with them: but the wise took oil in their vessels with their lamps.'"
"The virgins, my child, are the whole Christian world, now expecting the
coming of their Lord. The oil is God's grace in the soul, shining forth in a holy
life. What would a lamp be without oil? What would a soul be without grace?—
a dark and a worthless thing!"
Minnie fixed her eyes upon the lamp, which was now throwing around its
yellow light, and thought what a fearfully gloomy place that cabin would be,
but for its cheering gleam. Mrs. Mayne turned her page, so that the light
should fall upon it, and continued reading the parable, so full of deep and
solemn meaning:—
"'Now while the bridegroom tarried, they all slumbered and slept. But at
midnight there is a cry, Behold, the bridegroom! Come ye forth to meet him!'"
"'And the foolish said unto the wise, Give us of your oil; for our lamps are gone
out. But the wise answered, saying, Peradventure there will not be enough for
us and you; go ye rather to them that sell, and buy for yourselves.'"
"We see here," observed Mrs. Mayne, pausing in her reading, "that no human
being has power to save the soul of another, or to share with him that grace
which is the gift of God alone. The wise cannot supply the foolish; each must
answer for himself before God."
"'And while they went away to buy, the bridegroom came; and they that were
ready went in with him to the marriage feast: and the door was shut.'"
"'Afterward came also the other virgins, saying, Lord, Lord, open to us. But he
answered and said, Verily I say unto you, I know you not.'"
and in a clear, low voice began reading to the child, who nestled
"Shut out from light—shut out from glory—shut out from the presence of the
Lord! To me few words in the Bible are so fearfully solemn as those, 'The door
was shut!' Mercy's door is wide open now, open to all who repent and believe.
All are invited guests to heaven. All are welcome now to the Saviour. All may
have grace for the asking; yea, 'without money and without price'; it is
promised to the prayer of faith. But a time will come when it will be too late for
sinners to seek for grace—too late to sue for pardon, when mercy's door will
be shut upon those who would not repent and be saved. 'Watch therefore; for
ye know neither the day nor the hour wherein the Son of man cometh.'" And
with this solemn warning on her lips, Mrs. Mayne closed the Testament.
"Mamma," said Minnie, resting her little hand on the arm of her mother, and
looking earnestly into her face, "do you think that the Lord will come soon?"
"God only knows the time," was the reply; "but it is for us to live as those who
are ready and waiting for His coming. Of one thing we all are assured—death
is not very far off; it may come soon to the young; it must come soon to the
aged: and death is as the midnight cry, 'Behold, the bridegroom cometh!'"
"I can't imagine," said Mrs. Lowe, addressing herself to Jemima, but in a tone
to be overheard, "why people who are strong and hearty should always be
thinking about death. I for one never trouble myself with sickly fancies;" and as
she spoke, she plunged her hand deep into her provision bag, and brought
out of its depths a rather suspicious-looking flask.
Little Minnie, assisted by her mother, was soon safe in her tiny nest, which she
found less uncomfortable than she had expected. The child did not, however,
feel disposed to sleep. She seemed in a strange, new world, and sat up for
some time in her berth, watching the movements of the Lowes by the light of
the lamp, and listening to the voices of the ladies who occupied the cabin.
Presently, however, the motion of the vessel became so disagreeable to
Minnie that she was glad to lay down her aching head. She heard poor
Jemima complaining bitterly, and Mrs. Lowe abusing steamers and all their
arrangements, and scolding the stewardess for not attending at once to her
unreasonable wants.
"It's a comfort," thought poor little Minnie, "that the voyage can't last for ever. I
wonder if any people feel the same way about the voyage of life—if any are
really glad to know that it soon may come to an end! Ah! Only the wise virgins,
who had oil in their lamps, could start up with joy at the midnight cry! They
were glad at the thought of seeing the bridegroom, for they were ready to go
to the feast. I wonder how I should feel, if I heard that I soon should meet my
Lord."
As the night advanced, the sounds in the cabin became gradually stilled;
Jemima ceased to complain, and her mother to scold; both showed by their
welcome silence that they were fast asleep. The weather was by no means
stormy; there was nothing to disturb or alarm, and an occasional heavy step
on the deck overhead, or a slight creaking in the cordage, with the constant
beat of the paddles, were all the noises now heard. Minnie, wearied by the
day's excitement, sank into peaceful slumber at last; she knew that her mother
was close beneath her, and that God was watching above.
Suddenly every occupant of the ladies' cabin was startled from sleep by the
sound of great commotion on deck, tramping of feet, and loud and repeated
cries of alarm, that thrilled every heart with fear. Anxious faces were bent
forward from every berth, and eager questions were passed from mouth to
mouth, to which none seemed able to reply. "What is that noise? What can
have happened? Has the ship struck? Have we run down some vessel?" And
as the sound above continued and increased, rapid movements were made
on all sides, as the ladies began hasty preparations for appearing on deck,
should there prove to be real cause for alarm.
"Stewardess, stewardess!" called out Mrs. Lowe, as she searched here and
there for her mantle, "run up-stairs; ask what is the matter; I'm sure something
dreadful has occurred. If ever I travel by steamer again—"
"Mamma, mamma!" cried the terrified Jemima, "How awfully hot it has grown!"
"I feel half stifled," murmured pour Minnie, as, half dizzy with sleep, and
trembling with fright, she held out her arms to her mother, who lifted her down
from her berth.
The stewardess hurried to the door. The instant that she opened it, to the
horror of all in the cabin, in rolled a suffocating volume of smoke, and only too
distinctly sounded the voices above—"Fire! Fire!" was the terrible cry.
"Don't let the women come up—they must keep down—we can't have them
here on deck!" called out the loud voice of the captain. Several of the ladies
attempted to rush up the hatchway, but were roughly ordered back by the
sailors.
"You would but hinder us here; go down and pray," cried a tar, all begrimed
with smoke.
"Yes, let us pray," re-echoed the voice of Mrs. Mayne, as she sank on her
knees in the cabin, her hands clasped, and her arms enfolding her daughter.
In that hour of terror and danger, the varied characters of those in that
crowded cabin showed in strange distinctness. Differences of rank and age
were quite forgotten—a common fear seemed to level all; while far more
marked than before grew the contrast between the foolish virgins and the
wise. Poor Jemima stood trembling in the recess, unconsciously trampling
under foot the plumed hat which had once been her pride. Mrs. Lowe was
almost mad with terror. Wringing her hands, and imploring those to save her
whose peril was as great as her own—wildly asking those who knew as little
as herself whether there were no hope of deliverance—she stood a fearful
picture of one who has lived for the world and self. What were then to her the
comforts or pleasures bought at the price of conscience! With what feelings
did she then recall warnings despised and duties neglected! Could all her
unrighteous gains—gains by petty fraud, by bold Sabbath-breaking—procure
her one moment's peace when she feared that, within an hour, she might be
standing before an angry God? No; those very gains were as fetters, as dead-
weights, to sink her soul down to destruction. "Your gold and silver is
cankered, and the rust of them shall be a witness against you, and shall eat
your flesh as it were fire. Ye have heaped up treasure for the last days."
Mrs. Mayne was pale but calm. Her best treasure was safe where neither
storm nor fire could touch it. She knew that a sudden death is, to the Christian,
but a shorter passage home, a quicker entrance into glory. The grace which
she had sought for by prayer in time of safety, shone out brightly now in time
of danger, and she was able to sustain others by the light which cheered her
own trusting soul. Mrs. Mayne prayed aloud, and many in the cabin fervently
joined in her prayers.
"I can't pray, I can't pray!" cried Mrs. Lowe, sinking her face on her hands,
while her long, loose black hair streamed wildly over her shoulders. Then
suddenly changing her tone, and stretching out her arms, she exclaimed, "O
God! Spare me, spare me yet a while; I will lead a different life, I will turn from
my sins; mercy, mercy on a wretched sinner! Let not the door yet be shut;
save me, save me from this terrible death!"
Minnie clung round her mother; the greater the danger, the greater the fear,
the closer she clung! "We shall not be separated!" she gasped forth; and Mrs.
Mayne, bending down, whispered in her ear, "'And who shall separate us from
the love of Christ?' My precious one, He is with us now; He has power to
subdue the fire, or to bear us safe through it to glory."
It was a strange and awful scene, and strange and wild were the mingling
sounds that rose from the ship on fire. Shouting, shrieking, praying; the clank
of the pump incessantly at work, voices giving hurried commands, the
crackling of flame, the gurgle of water, the rushing of feet to and fro. Then—
oh, blessed hope!—can that sudden, sharp clatter be indeed that of rain,
pelting rain, against the window of the cabin, that dark window, which has only
been lightened now and then by a terrible gleam from the fire?
"Rain, blessed rain!" exclaimed Mrs. Mayne, starting up. "Rain, rain!" repeated
every joyful tongue; and then there was a momentary silence to listen to the
clattering drops, as thicker and faster they fell, as if in answer to the fervent
prayers that were rising from every heart. Surely never was shower more
welcome!
"Oh, God sends the rain!" exclaimed Minnie. "There's no red glare now to be
seen. It is pelting, it is pouring; it comes down like a stream!" And even as the
words were on her tongue, a loud, long, glad cheer from above gave welcome
tidings that the fire was subdued.
"Thank God, ladies, the danger is over," said the captain, at the door. He was
now, for the first time, able to leave his post-upon deck, to relieve the terrors of
his passengers below.
Then was there a strange revulsion of feeling amongst those who had lately
been almost convulsed with terror. Strangers embraced one another like
sisters, sobbing, laughing, congratulating each other; the passengers seemed
raised at once from the depth of misery to the height of rapture. This, also,
soon subsided, and it became but too evident that, with some, gratitude was
almost as short-lived as fear, and that God's warning made no more lasting
impression on the heart than the paddle-wheels on the water—creating a
violent agitation for a few minutes, leaving a whitened track for a brief space
longer, which, melting away from view, all became as it had been before.
Mrs. Lowe was very angry at the carelessness which had occasioned her
such a fright; she was angry with the captain, the sailors, the passengers; in
short, angry with every one but herself.
"I'll never set my foot in a steamer again! As if all the discomfort were not
enough to drive one out of one's wits, one is not left to sleep for a moment in
peace. Ah, tiresome child!" she exclaimed, almost fiercely, turning upon poor
Jemima, "What have you done! Trampled your new hat, crushed the feather to
bits!"
Jemima, who had by no means recovered from the shock of the alarm, made
no attempt to reply to her mother, but sat crying in the corner of her berth. Mrs.
Lowe, declaring that she would stay no longer to be stifled down below, made
her way up to the deck, though the first faint streak of dawn was but beginning
to flush the sky.
Minnie was on her mother's knee, peaceful, happy, thankful. From that dear
resting-place she looked upon the poor little girl, whom she had half envied on
the preceding evening, but whom she regarded now only with a feeling of pity.
Mrs. Mayne saw that the child's nerves had been severely shaken, and,
bending forward, she gently drew the weeping Jemima to her side.
"God has been very good to us; shall we not love Him, and thank Him?" said
the lady.
"And shall we not try to set our affections on things above, so that, trusting in
our Saviour God, our hearts may fear no evil?"
The tears were fast coursing one another down the pale cheeks of Jemima,
and Minnie, with an impulse of joy, raised her head from her mother's bosom,
and kissed her little companion.
This trifling act of kindness quite opened the heart of the girl. Jemima threw
her little arms round the neck of Minnie, and, burying her face on her shoulder,
sobbed forth, "Oh, where shall I get the grace, the oil for my lamp, that I may
never be so frightened, so miserable again, when I hear the midnight cry!"
Never had Mrs. Mayne and her daughter spent a holier or more peaceful hour
than that which followed, as in that narrow recess of the cabin, while the
morning sun rose over the sea, the lady spoke to a trembling inquirer of the
Saviour who died for sinners.
"Do you, my child, long for more grace to make you holy in life, and happy at
the hour of death? 'Blessed are they who hunger and thirst after
righteousness, saith the Lord, for they shall be filled.' It is the Spirit of God in
your soul that alone can make that soul holy. Kneel, and ask for it in the name
of the Saviour, who hath promised, 'Ask, and ye shall receive; seek, and ye
shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you.' Sweet is His service, rich
its reward; pardon and peace, happiness and heaven, such are His gifts to His
children. The world and all within it must soon pass away; its pleasures, its
riches, its glory: for 'the day of the Lord will come as a thief, in the which the
heavens shall pass away with a great noise, and the elements shall be
dissolved with fervent heat, and the earth and the works that are therein shall
be burned up.' But is there anything in this to terrify the Christian? Oh, no! For
to him 'the day of the Lord' will be the day of joy, and thanksgiving, and
triumph. For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven, with a shout, with
the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ
shall rise first; then we that are alive, that are left, shall together with them be
caught up in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be
with the Lord.'"
Deep sank the words of Scripture into the hearts of the two little girls. Each in
her different path trimmed her lamp with the oil of grace, and the holy life of a
wise virgin waiting for the coming of her Lord.
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