[Illustration: "How can I ever go!" cries Betty

(_See page 1_]



BY S. L. M.

_Author of "Jabez the Unlucky"_



_Illustrated by Gertrude M. Bradley_


LONDON: 117-121 Judd Street, King's Cross, W.C. 1

GLASGOW: 38 Bath Street

MELBOURNE: 69 Bourke Street

NEW YORK: 120 West Fourteenth Street

TORONTO: Albert Street

CAPE TOWN: Loop Street


SIMLA: The Mall




I have derived real pleasure from the reading of "Betty's Battles,"

because I am sure if we can only get it into the hands of other

"Bettys," that they will be inspired and helped to take up arms in their

own cause, and fight, as Betty did, for the love and peace and

orderliness of their own dear homes.

I think a fact is revealed in this story which is not actually

transcribed in black and white. It is that the Grandmother--through

staying with whom Betty had been so much blessed and helped--bore the

same surname as Betty's father. For if she had brought up Betty's

mother, I am quite sure there never could have been so much difficulty

in the home as was the case when Betty returned from her holiday!

This little book will, I believe, help our Young People to realise their

responsibility towards their own homes and their fathers and mothers.

Nothing is more grievous at the present time in many countries where

civilisation is most advanced, than the decay of all that which is

precious and beautiful in home life. There are many causes which have

contributed to this, to which I cannot allude here; but there is one

remedy which by the blessing of God cannot fail. It is that our young

women should be enlightened and trained to acknowledge and to carry

their responsibilities for that work which God has committed to women.

Undoubtedly, it is God's arrangement that women should beautify and

adorn the home. A home is an absolute necessity to her; and only by the

retirement and protection of a good home, can women ever be fitted to

train and mould the nation's youth. As a wise, far-seeing writer has

said: "It is not too much to say that the prosperity or adversity of a

nation rests in the hands of its women. They are the mothers of the men;

they make and mould the characters of their sons, and the centre of

their influence should be, as Nature intended it to be, the home. Home

is the pivot round which the wheel of a country's highest statesmanship

should revolve; the preservation of home, its interests, its duties and

principles, should be the aim of every good citizen.... A happy home is

the best and surest safeguard against all evil; and where home is not

happy, there the Devil may freely enter and find his hands full. With

women, and women only, this happiness in the home must find its


I believe in the successful mission of this little book, and wish it

good speed.

Florence E. Booth

_November 1907_




















"Oh, Grannie, how sweet it all is here! How can I ever go!" cries Betty.

Betty's bag stands by the gate. Betty herself roams restlessly about the

little garden, while Betty's Grannie shades her gentle old eyes from the

morning sunshine, and peers down the road.

Betty's bag is stout and bulgy; stuffed full of Grannie's home-made

goodies, including a big plum-cake, and pots of delicious jam.

Betty herself is not stout at all; indeed, she is rather thin. She came

to Grannie's country home, five weeks ago, to grow strong again after a

bad illness; but though the moorland breezes have brought colour back to

her cheeks, and strength to her long limbs, they have given no plumpness

to either.

Betty's Grannie--well, she _is_ Grannie, a true Army Grannie, with a

heart large enough to take in everybody's troubles, and a spirit wise

enough to find a cure for most of them.

"The carrier's cart is a little later than usual," remarks Grannie,

still peering down the road; "but don't worry, you've plenty of time to

do the ten miles to the station; and Bob the carrier will see you safe

into the express. Of course, your father will meet you when the train

arrives, so you've nothing to trouble about, dear."

"Nothing to trouble about!" Betty turns round quickly. "Oh, Grannie,

it's leaving _you_ that troubles me so dreadfully--how can I go--how

_can_ I, when I'm only just beginning to understand?"

During these five weeks Betty has grown to love her dear good Grannie as

she never loved anyone before, for, week by week, day by day, Grannie

has been bringing her nearer and nearer to God.

"Last night, dear child, you gave your heart into the Lord's keeping,"

says Grannie softly, laying a loving hand on the girl's shoulder, "and

He is with those who trust Him always, wherever they may go."

"Yes, I know, Grannie; and while I'm with you it seems so easy to do

right--and though you are so wise and good, you never get cross with me

when I make mistakes, or answer too sharply--but, Oh, it is so

different--so very different at home! Whatever shall I do without you?"

And Betty flings her arms round the old woman's neck, and clings to her

as though she would never let her go.

"Your home is God's gift to you, Betty," says Grannie, gravely.

"My home? Grannie, it's _horrid_ at home sometimes! The rooms are so

stuffy, and dark, and untidy, and I hate untidy rooms! The children are

always quarrelling, and they shout and stamp until my head aches and

aches, and mother never seems to care. If only it were pretty and clean

and fresh like this place--if only mother were like you!"

But Grannie's face grows graver still.

"Hush, hush, Betty! Indeed, you must not allow yourself to run on in

this way. Remember, you have given yourself to God now, and you must do

the work He puts into your hands bravely and well.

"Of course, it is easier to be cheerful and good when there is nothing

to try us. Of course, it is easier to carry a light burden than a heavy

one. Your father is poor, and there are many little ones. Your mother

has struggled through long years of weary work and anxiety. It is your

part to be their help and comfort, Betty."

"I will try, indeed, I will; and I'll try to remember all you've told

me, all the dear beautiful talks we've had together, and--and last

night, Gran."

"That's my own darling!"

"Yes, I'm really going to be good now, and patient, and unselfish, and

I'll help mother, and teach the children, and make our home as sweet as

your home is. But, Oh, dear Grannie, if you could only see our home--it

makes me so cross, for nobody even tries to help, and they are all so

careless, and snap one up so."

Betty stops short, there is a queer little twinkle in Grannie's eye that

is almost like a question.

"Oh, yes, I know. _I_ am snappy sometimes; but they are all so unjust.

When I try to put things straight a bit, Bob is sure to say I've lost

some of his books; and, Grannie, it isn't 'interfering' is it to tell

people of a thing when you know it's wrong?"

"It may be 'interfering' even to put things straight, dear, unless you

are very careful to let love do the seeing, and speaking, and doing.

"Courage, Betty! You were very weak and listless when you came five

weeks ago; and your heart was heavy and sad. Now you are my own strong

Betty again. And the Lord has come to dwell in your heart and take its

sadness away.

"Let Him reign in your heart, Betty; give Him the whole of it. In His

strength you will learn to check the 'snappy' words when they rise to

your lips; to conquer the discontented thoughts and careless habits. You

will learn to be happy and bright, and to make all those around you

happy too."

But Betty thinks, "Clearly Grannie doesn't know how horrid things are at

home sometimes; if mother would only let me manage altogether it

wouldn't be half so difficult."

"The carrier's cart, my child!"

Betty lifts her head from Grannie's shoulder and hastily wipes her eyes.

The cart stops; the bulgy bag, the paper parcel, and big bunch of

sweet-smelling, old-fashioned flowers are lifted in. Betty turns to

Grannie for the final kiss.

"Remember, dear, the little crosses of daily life, borne bravely and

cheerfully for Jesus' sake, will make you a true Soldier, and win a

crown of glory by and by," whispers Grannie, as she presses her

grandchild in her kind arms.

Betty nods, and then turns her head away very quickly; she dare not

trust herself to speak.

The cart moves away. Yes, now, indeed, her holiday is over!

The blue sky, the golden gorse, the fresh, sweet air of the moors, they

are still around her, but they belong to her no more.

Through a mist of tears she looks back at the little cottage where she

has been so happy; Grannie still stands by the gate--round that turn in

the road beyond is the village, and the little Salvation Army Hall,

where Grannie goes every Sunday.

It was at the close of the Meeting last night that she gave her heart to

God. Then afterwards, in her dear little bedroom, with her head buried

in Grannie's lap, she felt so strong, so sure--and now?

"Oh, dear; Oh, dear," she sobs, "it is all so different at home!"



Betty dries her tears, and looks up.

She is in the train now, speeding towards the great, smoky city, where

she has lived nearly all her life.

She watches the fields and woods flying past, and her thoughts are sad.

Already Grannie seems far away. The little white cottage is hidden among

those great moors yonder. She can see them still, although they are

growing fainter every minute, fading into the blue of the sky.

"Dear Grannie! how good she has been to me--how happy I have been with


She pulls a little Bible out of her pocket. Grannie put it into her

hands as she gave her the first kiss this morning.

"I will read it every morning and evening," she thinks, "just as Grannie

does. When I see the words I shall remember the very sound of her voice

and the look in her dear eyes. That will help me so much."

The thought comforts her, and she looks about more cheerfully.

"Grannie has promised to write to me, and I'm to write to her. How I

shall love her letters! I know just how she'll write--she is so wise and

strong, and yet so loving and kind. But what sort of letters shall I

write to Grannie?

"Why, of course, I must tell her all my troubles, and how hard I am

fighting--_so_ hard! Then she must know everything about the wonderful

victories I mean to win. How pleased she will be! I shall have plenty of

battles to fight, for home is horrid sometimes--it really is.

"There's Bob; when Bob is in one of his teasing fits it's almost

impossible to keep one's temper. But _I_ mean to do it. Bob shall have

to own that he _can't_ make me cross.

"Then I do believe Clara is the most trying servant in the whole world.

Well, I'm going to teach her that a dirty face and torn apron are a real

disgrace, and I'll show her how to keep the kitchen just as Grannie

keeps hers.

"I do wish I could persuade mother to keep the sitting-room tidier, and

finish her house-work in the morning, and do her hair before dinner. If

she'd only let me manage everything, I believe I should get on much


"Jennie and Pollie must learn to sew, and Harry to read, and Lucy really

must leave her perpetual poring over books and take an interest in her

home like other girls. And father--dear old father!--he shall have all

his meals at the proper time, instead of scrambling through them at the

last minute; and I'll keep his socks mended, and his handkerchiefs

ironed. Yes, Grannie's quite right--there are heaps of battles to fight

every day. I'll fight them, too; I'll manage everything; I'll be more

than conqueror! Oh, how surprised and glad she will be!"

And Betty sinks back in her seat with quite a self-satisfied smile.

And still the fields fly past; they are flatter now; the woods have

disappeared, and every now and then the engine rushes screaming through

the station of a large town.

Betty eats her lunch of Grannie's apples and home-made cake. She is sad

no longer. The battle-field is before her; she is eager for the fight.

"I'm _glad_ now that things are so tiresome at home; there is so much

more for me to put right. What a change I'll make in everything!"

All her doubts have vanished; she is sure of success. As for failure and

defeat, that is clearly impossible!

It is late in the afternoon before long lines of houses, stretching away

in every direction, begin to warn her that she is nearing home.

Be sure her head is out of the window long before the train draws up at

the well-known platform, and her eyes are eagerly straining to catch the

earliest possible glimpse of father's face. For Betty loves her father


There he is! The platform is crowded, but she sees him directly. He sees

her, too, and, pushing his way through the crowd, he opens the carriage

door, and she springs into his arms.

"Aye, Betty, my girl, I'm glad to see you back again!" he says; that is

all. But John Langdale is a man of few words, and this is a great deal

from him.

[Illustration: "How did you leave your Grannie?"]

He shoulders her bag, and makes his way through the pile of luggage,

the bustling porters, and anxious passengers, Betty following as best

she can.

  • reading [´ri:diŋ] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.(阅)读;朗读;读物   (初中英语单词)
  • advanced [əd´vɑ:nst] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.先进的;高级的   (初中英语单词)
  • blessing [´blesiŋ] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.祝福   (初中英语单词)
  • acknowledge [ək´nɔlidʒ] 移动到这儿单词发声  vt.(公开)承认;感谢   (初中英语单词)
  • arrangement [ə´reindʒmənt] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.整理;排列;筹备   (初中英语单词)
  • absolute [´æbsəlu:t] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.绝对的 n.绝对   (初中英语单词)
  • protection [prə´tekʃən] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.警戒;护照;通行证   (初中英语单词)
  • writer [´raitə] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.作者;作家   (初中英语单词)
  • prosperity [prɔ´speriti] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.繁荣;成功;幸运   (初中英语单词)
  • freely [´fri:li] 移动到这儿单词发声  ad.自由地;慷慨地   (初中英语单词)
  • mission [´miʃən] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.代表团;使馆vt.派遣   (初中英语单词)
  • sunshine [´sʌnʃain] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.日光,阳光   (初中英语单词)
  • delicious [di´liʃəs] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.美味的,可口的   (初中英语单词)
  • illness [´ilnis] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.生病,不健康,疾病   (初中英语单词)
  • beginning [bi´giniŋ] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.开始,开端;起源   (初中英语单词)
  • softly [´sɔftli] 移动到这儿单词发声  ad.软化地;柔和地   (初中英语单词)
  • wherever [weər´evə] 移动到这儿单词发声  conj.无论在哪里   (初中英语单词)
  • whatever [wɔt´evə] 移动到这儿单词发声  pron.&a.无论什么   (初中英语单词)
  • cheerful [´tʃiəful] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.快乐的;高兴的   (初中英语单词)
  • anxiety [æŋ´zaiəti] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.挂念;渴望;焦虑的事   (初中英语单词)
  • twinkle [´twiŋkl] 移动到这儿单词发声  vi.&n.闪烁;眨眼   (初中英语单词)
  • conquer [´kɔŋkə] 移动到这儿单词发声  v.征服;克服;抑制   (初中英语单词)
  • careless [´keəlis] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.粗心的;草率的   (初中英语单词)
  • altogether [,ɔ:ltə´geðə] 移动到这儿单词发声  ad.完全;总而言之   (初中英语单词)
  • hastily [´heistili] 移动到这儿单词发声  ad.急速地;草率地   (初中英语单词)
  • parcel [´pɑ:sl] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.包裹;一批 vt.区分   (初中英语单词)
  • old-fashioned [´əuld´feʃənd] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.老式的;过时的   (初中英语单词)
  • holiday [´hɔlidi] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.假日,假期,节日   (初中英语单词)
  • cottage [´kɔtidʒ] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.村舍;小屋;小别墅   (初中英语单词)
  • hidden [´hid(ə)n] 移动到这儿单词发声  hide 的过去分词   (初中英语单词)
  • temper [´tempə] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.韧度 v.锻炼;调和   (初中英语单词)
  • persuade [pə´sweid] 移动到这儿单词发声  v.(被)说服;使相信   (初中英语单词)
  • flatter [´flætə] 移动到这儿单词发声  vt.阿谀,奉承;胜过   (初中英语单词)
  • failure [´feiljə] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.失败;衰竭;破产   (初中英语单词)
  • well-known [,wel´nəun] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.著名的,众所周知的   (初中英语单词)
  • platform [´plætfɔ:m] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.(平)台;讲台;站台   (初中英语单词)
  • eagerly [´i:gəli] 移动到这儿单词发声  ad.渴望地,急切地   (初中英语单词)
  • glimpse [glimps] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.&v.瞥见   (初中英语单词)
  • anxious [´æŋkʃəs] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.担忧的;渴望的   (初中英语单词)
  • everyday [´evridei] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.每日的,日常的   (高中英语单词)
  • safeguard [´seifgɑ:d] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.保护措施;护送者   (高中英语单词)
  • carrier [´kæriə] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.搬运工人;托架   (高中英语单词)
  • loving [´lʌviŋ] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.爱的,有爱情的   (高中英语单词)
  • bravely [´breivli] 移动到这儿单词发声  ad.勇敢地;毅然   (高中英语单词)
  • seeing [si:iŋ] 移动到这儿单词发声  see的现在分词 n.视觉   (高中英语单词)
  • horrid [´hɔrid] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.令人讨厌的;极糟的   (高中英语单词)
  • salvation [sæl´veiʃən] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.救助;拯救   (高中英语单词)
  • perpetual [pə´petʃuəl] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.永恒的;终身的   (高中英语单词)
  • crowded [´kraudid] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.充(拥)满了的   (高中英语单词)
  • blessed [´blesid] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.享福的;神圣的   (英语四级单词)
  • grievous [´gri:vəs] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.痛苦的;严重的   (英语四级单词)
  • allude [ə´lu:d] 移动到这儿单词发声  vi.暗指;侧面提到   (英语四级单词)
  • adversity [əd´və:siti] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.灾难;逆境   (英语四级单词)
  • revolve [ri´vɔlv] 移动到这儿单词发声  v.(使)旋转;循环   (英语四级单词)
  • preservation [,prezə´veiʃən] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.保存;储藏;维护   (英语四级单词)
  • trying [´traiiŋ] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.难堪的;费劲的   (英语四级单词)
  • tiresome [´taiəsəm] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.令人厌倦的;讨厌的   (英语四级单词)
  • surname [´sə:neim] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.姓氏   (英语六级单词)
  • beautify [´bju:tifai] 移动到这儿单词发声  v.美化,变美   (英语六级单词)
  • restlessly [´restlisli] 移动到这儿单词发声  ad.不安定地;烦躁地   (英语六级单词)
  • speaking [´spi:kiŋ] 移动到这儿单词发声  n.说话 a.发言的   (英语六级单词)
  • discontented [,diskən´tentid] 移动到这儿单词发声  a.不平的;不满的   (英语六级单词)

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