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Group Title: True story library, No. 2 ;, 9
Title: Baxter
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Title: Baxter
Series Title: True story library, No. 2
Physical Description: 64 p. : ill. ; 13 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Wright, Julia McNair, 1840-1903
Faber, H ( Illustrator )
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Publication Date: c1870
Subject: Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
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Sin -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
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Richard Baxter.
Richard Baxter.




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ELL me a story," said a lit-
i tle girl to me one day.
"Yes," I said; and I
took from a box a picture. "I
will tell you about this good
The little girl looked at the
picture some time. Her lip
rolled up, her nose rolled down,


and her little black eyes rolled
every way.
"I don't want to hear about
him," she said.
"Why not?" I asked.
"Oh, 'cause; he looks so
sober and so prim, and he
wears a night-cap. I dare say
he has the earache," replied
this queer little girl.
If that is the case, I will
tell you the story of a boy
named Dick," I said.


"Oh, that will be nice!"
cried the little girl.
"But, in the course of my
story, Dick grows to be a
"I'd just as lief that he'd
And a good man."
"Yes, I'd like him to be
good. I am fond of good peo-
ple, and I hate hearing about
bad folks."
So, since this was all set-


tied, I put away the picture,
and began:
Once upon a time there was
a boy, and his name was Dick.
His other name was Baxter.
He had a father and a mother,
some brothers and sisters, and
he was a noisy, jolly little fel-
low, given to losing his pencils,
wearing out his shoes and tear-
ing his clothes. When he tore
his clothes very badly, his
mother reproved him, and be-


gan by saying, Son Richard,"
but most generally he was
Little Samuel, as you will re-
member, was lent to the Lord
from the time he was a child.
Dick, on the contrary, was lent
to his grandfather. The old
man was lonely, and wanted
some company, so Dick was
lent to him.
Dick stayed with the grand-
father until the old man died.


Then Dick was ten years old,
and he went home to live with
his p1, cints again. It had
been rather dull for the little
boy at his grandfather's, and
Dick was glad to be with his
brothers and sisters.
Dick was a very smart boy;
he loved his books, and at
school he always knew his les-
sons. This made him a favor-
ite with his teachers. It is
good to approve and encourage


a child in doing well, but
it is very bad to flatter and
praise him. Dick's teachers
were so foolish that they made
Shim vain. He began to think
that little Dick Baxter knew
more than all the rest of the
world put together. This was
unfortunate, and still the trou-
ble grew, for the more he was
flattered the more Dick learn-
ed, and yet grew vainer all the


All we know of Dick when
he was a boy is what he wrote
of himself when he was a man.
By that time he had got over
his vanity, and he does not try
to make himself out better
than he was.
His father and mother were
pious people, and desired to
live so as to please God, and
to train up their boys and
girls to be good. The folks
who lived all about them in


Eaton were careless and wick-
ed, fond of card-playing, strong
drink and breaking the Sab-
The Bible tells us that "Evil
communications corrupt good
manners," and the manners
and morals of our friend Dick
were much corrupted by the
wickedness about him in spite
of his father's care.
They had no preacher to
give them good sermons on


Sabbath, but they went to the
church in the morning of Sun-
day, and a man, called a
"Reader," read off something
from a book in a careless tone.
When this was over all went
Mr. Baxter's house was a
good one, and fronted the vil-
lage green, or public square;
and on this green each Sunday
afternoon the idle people col-
lected to joke and dance, and


toss weights and run races.
They had a man to play for
them on a violin or on pipes,
and thus they spent the time
until dark.
Mr. Baxter's was the only
family that stayed in the
house Sunday and tried to
serve God. The father would
teach his children, and give
them the Bible to read. That
they might like what they
read, he would give them those


chapters which tell of Samuel
and Joseph, of Moses and Da-
vid and King Josiah. Dick
liked this reading, but he
sometimes felt that he would
enjoy being on the green at
play with the rest of the vil-
lage people. Now, I must tell
you that he did very wrong,
and one or two Sundays he
slipped out of the house and
ran away to join the group of
dancers and players.


Did he enjoy himself? No;
and I will tell you why. The
rude boys cried out, Oh, here
is Dick Baxter! He is not
such a Puritan as his father!
His father is a hypocrite, but
Dick is as gay as a lark!"
When Dick heard this he
hung his head for shame. He
could not bear to hear his dear
father abused. He knew his
father was a holy man, much
better than these neighbors;


he knew he was far from being
as good as that kind father, so
he stole back into the house,
his face burning with anger
and shame, and this cured
him of running away on Sun-
Sometimes good ministers
from neighboring towns came
to visit Mr. Baxter, and then
Dick heard a great deal of
good talk, and could see how
much better and wiser pious


people were than careless sin-
Did you ever hear of any
one that was greedy-a glut-
ton, as folks say? It is very
disagreeable. Dick tells us
that he was greedy, was over-
fond of pears and plums; and
even when he had enough at
home to satisfy any reasonable
boy, he would go with wild
lads and rob orchards to get


Says the Bible, "The way
of transgressors is hard." Dick
found it so, for when he had
been so wicked as to steal
fruit he was in great terror of
being found out; he feared to
die, and dared not say his
prayers; and moreover eating
so much fruit made him ill
often; and when he was a
man-and indeed until he was
old-he suffered from sickness
brought on by his childish


greed. Little folks should be
careful to do what is right.
They may suffer far more than
they know if they do wrong.
Dick tells us that he never
dared to swear; he could not
take God's great name in vain,
but as he often stood about
with wicked boys, he learned
much of their bad talk, and
so was often foolish and idle
in his words.
Said King David, "Blessed


is the man that standeth not
in the way of sinners." Let
every boy remember that.
Said Jesus, "Blessed are the
pure in heart, for they shall
see God." Let us all try and
keep from evil thoughts that
our hearts may be pure.
Dick's parents saw his faults
and tried to correct them. Dick
loved his parents, but was apt
to be bold and sometimes dis-


Did all these faults make
Dick happier? No; he tells
us, These were my sins when
I was a child, and they gave
me great grief of heart, and
it took me a long time to be
rid of them."
Dick would read his Bible
and pray, and wish he were a
true child of God; then he
would grow careless and fall
into sin.
There was a poor man in


the town who mended shoes,
and when Dick was about fif-
teen years old he went one
day to get some work done.
There was a torn book lying
on a shelf, and Dick took it
down to look at.
"Take it home, son Dick-
on," said the cobbler, "and
may it do your soul good, as it
did mine."
Dick put the book in his
pocket and went home. Sun-


day he went into the garden
and climbed into a pear tree.
It was spring, and the tree
was full of sweet blossoms.
At first, Dick thought of the
pears he would eat in the fall,
then he thought of the book
in his pocket, and he began
to read.
The book was called "Bun-
ny's Resolutions." Bunny, let
me tell you, was not a little
rabbit, with pink eyes, but a


good man, who resolved, by
God's help, to live a holy life
and get to heaven. His "Res-
olutions" were against sin and
for holiness.
From this day a change
came over Dick. I-Ie tried
harder than ever to do right,
because it is pleasing to God;
and he more than ever hated
sin, because it is hateful to
About this time a poor ped-


dler came one day to Mr. Bax-
ter's door and took down his
Let me sell you a book,"
he said.
Dick had been very fond of
novels and plays, but he did
not care for them now; he
loved books, but not wicked
"I have good books here,"
said the peddler to Mr. Baxter;
" they help us to be good men.


See here," and he held out
some of his books.
One of them was called
"The Bruised Reed." It told
about a heart sore and sorry
for sin being made glad and
well by the love of Jesus.
Mr. Baxter had seen Dick
trying to be a better boy, and
it had made him very glad.
He wanted to help him along,
so he bought this book, think-
ing it would do him good.


"Thus," said Dick, years
after, "by no other means but
good books was I brought to
know God and Jesus my Sa-
As you may suppose, our
friend Dick set a high value
on good books, and you will
not be surprised to learn, that
when he grew to be a man he
spent much of his time in
writing books that should
teach other people about Je-


sus, and show them the way
to heaven.
When the Holy Spirit of
God comes into a boy's heart
it makes a great change in
him, and turns him from the
evil ways he has loved. A
great change came to Dick.
He was no longer proud. In-
stead of being vain, he became
meek and lowly. He saw Dick
Baxter a foolish sinner, and
not the wisest person in the

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Baxter Arrested.
Richard Baxter. See page 44.


world, as he had once sup-
posed. When Dick thought
of the greatness and holiness
of God, it made him humble.
A Christian will deny him-
self; he does not live to please
himself, but to do good; and
though Dick had once been
greedy, both of money and of
good things to eat, he became
generous, liberal and self-de-
nying. Very few men are so
ready to give and ask so little


for themselves as this once
greedy Dick.
To his parents our young
friend became the best of sons.
"Honor thy father and thy
mother," is the fifth command-
ment of the law, and love and
honor were given by Dick Bax-
ter to his parents.
As he grew up, Dick's
thoughts turned toward being
a minister. His parents were
much pleased, and he studied


hard to be fit for that position.
People no longer called him
Dick, because he was getting
to be a grown-up man. They
called him Mr. Baxter, or Rich-
ard. We will call him both,
but Richard most generally.
After all, I think Richard is
much prettier than Dick, don't
While Richard was busy
studying, one of his old teach-
ers came to see him, and tried


to coax him to think no more
of being a minister.
It is a dull life," said this
man. "Come to the court at
London, and I will get you a
place from the king, where you
can live at your ease."
He said so much that Rich-
ard at last agreed to go to
court, "for," said this friend,
"you can serve God as well
there as anywhere."
They two went to the court,


where Richard Baxter stayed
a month. By that time he
saw it was no place for a man
of God. Says he,
"I had quickly enough of
the court. When I saw that
,there sin was the fashion, and
on Sunday they had a stage
play instead of a sermon, I was
glad to be gone. I begged
God to forgive me that I had
turned my back on the gospel,
and I would go home again.


At this time my dear mother
fell ill, and I gave up my place
at court and went home."
He traveled home on horse-
back, and had got nearly to
his father's house by Christ-
mas day. The road was nar-
row, and a heavily- loaded
wagon came along. Richard's
horse slipped, and he fell in
the road just before the wag-
on wheels. No one had time
to do anything, but at once


the horses stood still and Rich-
ard was saved. He felt that
God had evidently saved his
life, and felt also that he was
more than ever bound to love
and serve God.
The May after this Christ-
mas, Richard's mother died.
Her last words bade her son
serve the Lord, and he soon
became a minister and began
to preach.
"There, now," you say, "the


story is ended. He'll preach
and preach and preach until
he dies, and that's all."
But not so fast, my boy or
girl. The days when Richard
Baxter lived were days when
preaching was not such quiet
work as now. Those were
days when men lost their
books, their houses, their
money, their very beds, for
preaching the truth, and when
many a good man went to jail


like a thief because he spoke
as his Bible bade him.
All this loss and cruelty
and trial came to Richard
Baxter's share, and through it
all God blessed and preserved
him and made him useful.
And now I will divide the
rest of what I have to tell you
in this way: I will tell you
what he suffered for Jesus;
next how he bore his suffer-
ings; then what good work he


did for God, and, last, how in
great straits God saved him
from his foes.
When Baxter first began to
preach he had a church at
Kidderminster. At this place
the people spent most of their
time weaving; and as they
could both read and weave at
once, they read many good
books that Richard got for
them, and were a quiet, indus-
trious people; and their new


minister loved them dearly
and wanted to spend his life
among them. But this was
not to be. A change in the
government of the country put
some bad men in power, and
they turned Baxter out of his
church and would not allow
him to preach there. He was
then forbidden to preach at
all, and because he did speak
to some who came to hear him
he Was fined and finally driven


from his home. For fear his
enemies would take his books,
Richard hired a room in a
town some way off, and locked
up his books there.
"This was a trial," he says,
"for I did dearly love my
books, and for ten years I
could not so much as look at
them, but must pay a great
price for a room to keep them
He now went to live at a


town called Acton, and there
people came and b1'--'_l him
to read, talk and pray with
them. He could not refuse
this, and for doing it he was
taken like a robber to court,
tried and put in jail.
At another time, officers
came and carried off all his
clothes and whatever was in
his house. Again, when he
was very ill, they dragged him
out of bed and into the street,


when a good judge came to
his aid and put him back in
his house, saying he would die
if he were not let alone.
Once, when he was ill, they
took his bed from under him
because he had let two or
three poor people come in
while he had prayers.
He wrote a book that some
bad men did not like, and he
was taken to court and called
names and abused, and at last


sent to prison for two year,
and all his money taken away.
Indeed, his whole life was
tried and tormented in this
way. And now, how do you
think he bore it ?
He was brave, for he would
not promise to do wrong to
save himself. He was gentle,
for he gave no hard word and
never tried to hurt those who
hurt him, and was known to
help those who had done their


best to harm him. The love
of Jesus had taught Richard
Baxter, who as a boy had been
quarrelsome and proud, to be
gentle and forgiving, like Je-
sus, who when on the cross
prayed for his murderers.
Of his long stay in the jail,
Richard said, very mildly, "It
gave me time to blame myself
that there was in me so much
sin; it gave me time also to
wonder at those who did most


dearly love me for my Master's
sake. I found time and will
to pray for my foes and for my
friends, and I saw plainly that
my trials were not so great
as those of better men, for I
had in my jail food and fire,
also a roof to my head, and
my friends came to see me."
Was he not patient?
When all his own goods were
taken from him, Baxter would
not borrow lest his friends


should lose by him their prop-
erty, and at last his dear books
were all gone. He said, "I
have the Bible, and that ought
to be enough." He was no
longer greedy Dick, was he?
I have already told you how
Baxter was saved from being
killed before a loaded wagon
on the highway. I will now
tell you of other times when
God saved him from great


One day Richard was preach-
ing in an old church when
part of the tower began to fall
down. The people ran and
cried out, and there was a
great noise. Richard kept
calm and quiet, and so es-
caped being hurt, as many
others were.
Once a mob of bad men and
boys, most of them drunk, de-
termined to kill Baxter. They
got pikes and poles and ran


to his house. If they had
found him, they would have
killed him, because he would
not pray to the Virgin Mary.
Where was Richard? He had
gone out in the country for a
walk, and he went on praying
and thinking, and did not get
home until dark, when all the
people had got quiet and had
given up their bad intention.
Another time, Baxter was
preaching over a market-house.


The floor began to crack. The
people got out as best they
could; and next day, when
they took up the flooring to
see what was the matter, they
found the beams very nearly
broken in two, and if the folks
had not got out as they did,
the building would have all
come down, like that temple
strong Samson pulled down
upon the heads of the Philis-


At one time Baxter had said
he would go with a friend into
the country to stay a long
time. They were to go by
stage. At night Richard fell
ill, and sent word that he
could not go.
Just at this time some
wicked men were laying a
plan against this man of God.
They said, "He is at home.
Just before morning we will
go to his house, drag him from


his bed, hurry him off to jail,
and he shall never get out.
No one will know where he
One heard them speak-that
one was God, and God meant
to destroy their plans.
About the time Baxter was
going to bed some one knocked
at the door. It was the stage-
driver. He said,
"Come, I want you to go
with us. I will take you for


nothing. I know you are a
good man, and I see you are
There was another knock.
Baxter's friend came in. He
said, "I shall not go without
you. Come on now. It will
make you well to go in the
country. I feel very anxious
to have you."
Then there was another
knock. An old minister came
in. He said,


"Richard, go out with the
stage. I feel troubled about
you. I don't know why, but I
want you to go in the country.
Here now, I will do up your
clothes in a bag; and here is
some money for you; and you
shall go in that stage if I have
to carry you to it."
So these three friends put
up Richard's clothes and put
him in the stage about the
middle of the night, and away


he went safely. Two hours
later, the bad men I told you
of went to his house, broke
open the door, went to his
room, and there the bed was
Empty and Baxter was gone!
Thus God delivered this
holy man from the hands of
those that hated him. If the
Lord is on our side, we need
not fear what man can do
unto us.
I will tell you of but one


more escape among many that
our friend Richard had.
Preaching in his house was
called a crime, for which he
might be put in jail, the same
as if he had stolen a sheep or
a dozen of spoons. Baxter
would preach in the house, but
those who came to hear would
not tell the judges of it. A
bad woman thought she would
go as if she loved God and
wanted to hear Baxter preach


and pray, and when he had
done so she would go and have
him put in prison. She came
in her carriage, with her sons
and daughters, all full of hate,
but she knocked a long time,
and went off thinking no one
was at home, because all in
the house were listening so
carefully to the preaching and
praying that her knocks were
not heard.
Baxter lived to be quite old,


and died very happily. He
said, when asked how he was
as his end drew nigh, "Almost
well." Yes, he was then almost
well, for as soon as his soul
was loosed from his body he
was quite well. He then went
to be with his Lord, whom he
had loved and served so well
and faithfully while here on
earth, and to get his reward
for that love and service-the
crown of glory which is prom-


ised to all who live a holy and
godly life, and who walk in
the fear of the Lord and keep
his commandments.
Try, dear children, to be up-
right and true in all your ac-
tions, and then you too will
receive that reward that
" crown of glory," more honor-
able to wear than that of any
earthly king.
During his life he wrote a
great many books, which have


done much good. "Baxter's
Call to the Unconverted" is
one of them. It has led many
to resolve to follow Christ.
His Saints' Rest," too, has
been printed in many lands
and read by thousands and
thousands of people, and com-
forted them greatly and done
them great good.
He also preached a great
deal, and taught the poor, and
was the means of turning many


hearts from the ways of sin to
I dare say Baxter was very
glad to get to heaven, and that
he found there many souls
whom he had taught the way
of life.
You will most likely find
some of his books in your
father's bookcase.
And now I will tell you a
secret. This very Dick whom
I have told this story about


whose picture did not please
that little black-eyed girl, and
of whom she did not want to
hear. She liked the story of
"Dick" very well, and said
she hoped I'd tell her another.

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