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A woman
and her two sons, paid her father a visit, They had to get up at |
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Rushing up
to the ticket window, almost out of breath, she asked the agent "if the
train going to was on time?" He replied, "The train has just pulled
out." She wrung her hands and exclaimed, "Oh, isn't that awful! It
is simply too bad that I missed that train! That old hack team, those old
bony horses did not go fast enough! That driver was a poky man! Tell me, will
I have to wait here six hours and a half? Six hours and a half before I can
catch a train for my father's!" "Yes, you will have to wait six and
a half hours." She went over and took a seat and sat there crying and
worrying and be-meaning the hack driver. |
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In about
one and a half hours the ticket agent rushed out and across the station to
her exclaiming, "Oh, lady, you should rejoice, you should be very happy
in missing that train, you saved your life and the life of your two children!
That train was derailed and killed the engineer and fireman and flagman and
thirteen passengers!" She clapped her hands and cried, "O God, how
I thank Thee! I praise Thee for permitting me to miss that train!" How
often we misjudge, misunderstand God's providential leadings. |
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From "Praying Clear Through" |
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By William
J. Harney |
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From:
TICKET STORIES COMPILED BY DUANE V. MAXEY FROM THE HDM LIBRARY |