Some
people would have thought him a very rude boy, but she only watched him
with pitying eyes, and longed to teach him about God. But how could she
begin to teach him, since he could not hear a word she said?
This was what May was most anxious to know; and I could not tell her how
the very beginning was made, nor how Jack liked his first lesson. It must
have been a very difficult task, but you know what you have often heard,
"Where there's a will there's a way." Jack's lady greatly longed to do
something for the poor boy; she was deaf herself, and was obliged to use
an ear trumpet, by which the voices of those who spoke to her were brought
nearer to her ear, and perhaps this made her pity one who had never heard
at all, more than she might otherwise have done. But God had given her a
feeling of love and tenderness towards him, and a great longing and earnest
purpose to help him, and He showed her the way to put His truth within the
reach of this poor boy, whose life had been almost as lonely as if he had
been, shut up in prison, and gave her faith and patience, and courage to
undertake what seemed a hopeless task. One of the things she did was to
get a box of letters, and she held Jack's hand while he copied them on a
slate--I think this must have been his first real lesson--and when he had
copied the letters a great many times, without any idea of what he was
doing, but just to please his kind friend, she took the three letters D-O-G
and put them together.
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