It is beautiful to see the Master with the little children
and observe his consideration for their childish troubles. One morning his tiny
grand-daughter, about two years old, was talking to the Master in the most
serious way, telling him with expressive gesticulations her difficulty.
Something had gone crosswise with her. The Master without a smile listened most
attentively. This was a great lesson. When we consider what the Master has to
bear — a man of ordinary strength could not endure it one hour — yet when a
little child comes and confides in him her trouble, how tender, how loving he
is! How forgetful of self!
Shall I ever forget the heavenly smile and love expressed in
that beautiful face when this tiny maiden was chanting for him a Tablet! Every
now and then she would forget a word, and he would gently chant it for her,
while he drank his tea, seated in the corner of the divan. How the little
children love him!
(Mary L. Lucas, ‘A Brief Account of My Visit to Acca’,
published by Chicago Baha'i Publishing Society in 1905)
