I was called upon to treat a lady recently, and on one of my visits she met me at the door and told me that her little boy was very ill (the little one was two and one half years old), that he had a fever and had been crying most of the day.
I went into the room where he was and sat down by the bed. and while talking to the mother, I noticed "Miscellaneous Writings" lying on the foot of the bed. I took it up and turned to the poem "Love." and after reading one verse I noticed that the little boy had ceased crying, so I continued reading till I had finished the poem; he looked up at his mother and said, "Love chased the clouds away, mamma," and at that he climbed down from the bed and went downstairs.—all fever had vanished. His mother told me afterwards that all that afternoon, he ran around the house saying, "Love chased the clouds away."
This experience reminded me of one of the songs in our hymnal:—
