It may well be that one man brought out of the darkness of heathendom is a prize worth fifty timesâ€”or five thousand timesâ€”the money expended in bringing him. But this would not be seen from the mercantile point of view. Neither does it touch the true gist of the question.
Besides,â€”she believed that she had her â€˜marching orders.â€™ Even if, by any possibility, she were mistaken in that belief, she could not disobey. A soldier always instantly obeys what he believes to be the order given.
In 1847 a new interest entered the life of Charlotte Tucker. The three little ones of her brother Robert and his wife,â€”Louis, Charley, and Letitia,â€”came to live at No. 3, and were made her especial charge. All of them, but particularly the pretty little dark-eyed Letitia, then only two years old, were thenceforward as her own; first in her thoughts, and among the first in her love. She taught them, trained them, devoted herself to them; and their names will often be found in her letters. The death of Letitia, nearly twenty years later, was one of the heaviest sorrows she ever had to endure. One is disposed to think that the care and responsibility of three little ones, undertaken in the midst of a full and busy family life, and in addition to all the duties of that life, could have been no sinecure, and must have been fraught with many a difficulty.
For one day shine a blessing to my Country,