With the present government of
Chaldea to protect our nation, the security of life and property is
assured. We can push our projects as hard as we please, and feel
confident that nothing but good is being accomplished."
The melodious voice of young Rebekah was now heard in another apartment,
warbling one of her sweetest songs.
"Jehovah bless the child!" cried the grandmother. "How that voice of
melody cheers my heart!"
"Mother!" quickly replied Monroah. "Permit me to call her into this
apartment, where she may sing and play thy favorite 'song of Judah.'"
"Thou art ever kind to thy mother, dear Monroah; do as thou desirest."
Rebekah was called.
"Will my daughter sing and play for us her grandmother's favorite 'song
of Judah'?"
"With pleasure, mother," cried Rebekah, as she quickly left the
apartment.
In a moment she returned, bearing in her arms a stringed instrument with
which the reader is somewhat familiar, and proceeded with the following
appropriate song:
"When we our weary limbs to rest
Sat down by proud Euphrates' stream,
We wept, with doleful thoughts oppressed,
And Zion was our mournful theme.
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