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THE

LITTLE HOME MISSIONARY;

oR,

HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY.

PHILADELPHIA:
AMERICAN SUNDAY-SCHOOL UNION,

1122 Cnestxut Srreet.



New York: Boston:
599 Broapway. | 141 WasnincTon St.



TF Republished, substantially, from the (London) Reuiciovs Tracr
Socrsty. :



THE

LITTLE HOME MISSIONARY.

CHAPTER I.

It was New-Year’s morning—a fine, clear,
frosty morning. There was a slight snow
on the ground and on the hedges. It was
just the sort of morning to make one feel
brisk and cheerful. At least so thought
Katie Seymour, as she ran with a light
step along the narrow lane which led to
her grandfather’s cottage. The air was
fresh and pleasant, and sent a healthful
colour into her checks: the sun was be-
ginning to look out upon the world, and
smiled kindly upon her; and the little
sparrows perched on the leafless trees
were chirping forth their lively notes,
and thanking her, perhaps, for the nice

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crumbs of bread which she strewed every
day on the ground for their breakfast.

But even if it had been very dull
weather, if the sun had-not shone, nor
the birds sung, Katie had enough to
make her feel very happy just then. For
it was New-Year’s morning, and it was
her grandfather’s birthday,—two welcome
events which always came together; and
she was going, with her father and mother,
and her three brothers, to spend the day
with her grandfather, and with her aunt
Martha, who lived with him.

It was their usual custom to dine and
drink tea with him on his birthday; and
Katie and her brothers thought a great
deal of this visit, and looked forward to it
with great eagerness, for their grandfather
was lively and cheerful, and told them such
pleasant stories, and Aunt Martha had
been long known for her skill in making
cakes and tarts, and was also considered
very generous in giving themaway. There
was plenty for everybody, and everybody
had plenty.



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 7

But was this all that Katie had to make
her happy? Was it only the thought of
the birthday-treat which made her heart
so light and her face so joyous? Oh, no:
there were other and better thoughts in
her mind that morning. She felt very
grateful to God for having kept her in
health and safety during the past year,
and for surrounding her with so many
comforts at the beginning of a new one;
and she had kneeled early that morning
to ask for guidance and help through the
coming twelve months, if her life were
spared,—to ask that she might have grace
to overcome her besetting faults, and to
become day by day more like her Saviour.
For Katie, loved her Saviour, and longed
—child though she was—to imitate his
bright example, and to follow in the steps
which he has marked out for us,

She wished, too, in the new year, to try
if she could not be of some little use in the
world, by helping to make others happy.
Was not thisa good wish on the first day
of a new year? Let me ask you, my



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young reader, whether it is your’s; and
whether you love Jesus, and are striving
to please him. -

When Katie left home, it wanted twenty
minutes of eleven, and the dinner was not
to be ready until two o'clock; but she
liked to be there early, because then she
could see all that there was to be seen,
help Aunt Martha in the kitchen, and
have a walk with her grandfather, if he
felt inclined to go out. She went quickly
and joyously on, giving a glance every
minute or two at a tiny, carefully-wrapped-
up parcel which she carried in one hand,
and which seemed, from the care she took
of it, to be something very precious. What
was it? Oh, you must have patience, and
wait until it is proper for you to know.
Secrets must not be told too soon.

Katie had almost reached the little gate
which opened into her grandfather’s gar-
den, when she saw, walking very slowly
a few yards before her, a little girl, who’
accidentally dropped a blue cotton hand-
kerchief or wrapper on the ground. The



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 9

little girl, not perceiving her loss, con-
tinued her walk; so Katie ran after her,
picked up the handkerchief and gave it
to her.

“How glad I am,” thought Katie, as
she hastened after the girl, “that I saw
it! For perhaps she would not have missed
it until she got home, and then if she had
come back to look for it it is not likely
she would have found it; and she seems
too poor to afford to lose it.”

Katie might well think the little girl
was poor, for her clothes were of the very
commonest description, and the old thin
shawl which she wore would not protect
her much from the winter’s cold. And
as she turned round to take the handker-
chief from Katie, which she did with a
grateful “thank you,” Katie saw that she
had just been crying, for her cheek was
wet with tears.

“What is the matter?” said Katie, her
bright face looking instantly very serious.
“ Have you hurt yourself?”

“Oh, no,” said the girl, quickly : “I have



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been to carry home some work which
mother finished last night, and they would
not pay me for it to-day :, they said I must
call again; and mother wanted the money
somuch. I could not get any more work,
either,” added the girl, sorrowfully, “and
I do not know what we shall do, for we
have nothing left in the house to eat.
We only had one little bit of bread for
breakfast this morning.”

The idea of having nothing left to eat
filled Katie’s heart with compassion. She
had often read of poor people being in very
great want; but there was something very
different between reading about it in a
story and meeting with it in real life.
Nothing to eat! To go home after a
weary walk, and find no dinner prepared!
Katie could hardly realize such a sad stato
of things; and she looked at the girl as if
half doubting whether it were possible that
any one who lived in their town could
actually be without necessary food. Her
next thought (for Katie had been early
trained to feel for others and to be kind



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 11

to them) was, what could she do to help
this poor girl? She had a little money of
her own, but it was in a box at home, not
in her pocket; and as it would take her
some time to run back and fetch it, she
decided that as she was close to her
grandfather’s, she would ask him to lend
her sixpence that she might give it to the
girl.

“Will you wait here a minute?” said
Katie, as she opened the garden-gate. ‘TI
shall come again almost directly.”

The girl seemed a little surprised, but
she readily agreed. She perhaps hoped
that in some way Katie would help her.
Indeed, the few words which Katie had
spoken to her had already done her good;
for, when we are in trouble, a kind remark
or even a look of pity is very welcome.
Do not forget this, my reader, but do all
you can to cheer anybody who is in distress.

Mr. Howard, Katie’s grandfather, saw
from his ene -window his little grand-
daughter coming, or rather running up the
garden, and ee opened the door for. her.



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“Well, dear,” he said, as he welcomed her,
‘“‘you have come early ; that’s right.”

‘Oh, grandfather,” began Katie, eagerly,
“there is a poor girl waiting at the gate,
and I want sixpence for her, please. She
has not been paid for the work her mother
did; and now when she goes home they
will have nothing to eat, and they had
only one bit of bread this morning. She
must be very hungry, grandfather. I may
ask Aunt Martha, may I not, for a slice of
bread and butter to give her? And will
you lend me sixpence ?”

“She shall have something to eat, Katie,
if you think she is hungry, but we will not
give her any money until we are sure that
they need it.”

“ But, grandfather, they must need it if
they have not any. She told me their
money was all gone; and I am sure she
looks honest, and she is very clean.”

“Well, tell her to come in, Katie, and
then I can see what she looks like; and I
dare say Aunt Martha will not refuse you
the bread and butter.”



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 13

Katie hastened through the garden, and
told the girl that her grandfather wished
to speak to her, and asked her to go into
the house. Mr. Howard spoke kindly to
her, and put several questions to her about
herself and her mother, in order to learn,
if he could, the. truth of her story. Her
name, she said, was Nelly Turner. Her
mother was a widow, and used to go out
doing little jobs; but she had never got
over the effects of a severe fever which she
had during the last summer, and was not
strong enough to do any thing but needle-
work, And plain needlework, even when
she could get enough of it, was so very
badly paid for, that she could not manage
to support herself and her child. And this
week she had been very ill for two or three
days, which had sadly hindered her; and
the result was that the shirts which she
had to make were not finished until a day
after the time appointed.

“And this was why you could not get
any more to-day, 1 suppose?” said Mr.
Howard.

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“Yes, sir, I believe so,” answered Nelly;
“and I cannot get the money for those
until to-morrow. And mother will not
know where to get work now.”

“Oh, perhaps they will let you have
some more to-morrow, when you go for
the money,” said Mr. Howard, cheeringly.
“T hope you are a good girl to your
mother, and do all you can to help her?”
Nelly looked up, and said, very modestly,
“Yes, sir.”

While this was going on between Mr.
Howard and Nelly, Katie went to Aunt
Martha, who was busy in the kitchen, and
asked her to give Nelly something to eat.
‘Aunt Martha did-not require many words
to grant Katie’s request; and in addition
to the thick slice of bread and butter which
she cut, she poured out a bowlful of nice
hot coffee, which she said would warm the
‘poor girl and do her good.

‘ Ruth, the servant, was chopping suet at
a side table, and she did not altogether ap-
prove of this liberality.

“T don’t suppose, ma’am,” she said to



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 15

Aunt Martha, “that this girl is so badly
off as she makes out. It is astonishing
what deception there is among poor peo-
ple. They will invent any sort of a story
to get money ; and their children are taught
to do the same. I don’t wonder at the giri
imposing on Miss Katie, for she is not used
to such ways; but I should not have thought,
ma'am, that you would have believed her.”

Ruth was an old servant, who had lived
in the family since Katie’s mother was a
baby, and she was generally allowed the
privilege of saying what she pleased.

“Tam not sure that I do, Ruth,” replied
her mistress, quietly,—Aunt Martha always
spoke very quietly,—“but if the girl is
hungry there can be no harm in giving
her something to eat; and we can make
some inquiries before we do any thing more
for her.”

“T am not one to grudge a bit of bread
to any deserving person, ma’am; but I do
not like to encourage idle boys and girls,
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“Oh, Ruth,” said Katie, hastily, ‘she
didn’t beg.”

The entrance of Nelly herself, who had
been told by Mr. Howard to step into the
kitchen and get some breakfast, stopped
these remarks; and when Ruth saw how
young the girl was, how well she behaved,
and how thankfully and eagerly she ate
what was set before her, her feelings towards
her were much softened; and as she listened
to the answers which Nelly made to Aunt
Martha’s gentle inquiries, she even sug-
gested in a whisper to her mistress that
they should give her a loaf of bread and a
little tea, to take home to her mother.

Aunt Martha was quite ready to-do this,
and the happy Nelly did not go home
empty-handed.

As soon as she had gone, Mr. Howard
called Katie into the parlour. ‘“ Would
you like a walk, Katie? because, if you
would, we might follow Nelly home, and
call and see her mother at once. I have
been thinking that she would perhaps be
glad of some coal; and since God has given



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us so many good things, we ought to do
all that we can to help those who are in
want.”

Katie willingly agreed to her grand-
father’s plan, and when she had told Aunt
Martha where they were going, she brought
Mr. Howard his best walking-stick—of
course he must have his best stick on his
birthday—and they set off to find Nelly’s
mother.

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CHAPTER II.

‘Katig walked quietly along with her
grandfather. Their road was not so plea-
sant after they left the long, quict lane; for
it lay through narrow streets, which were
sometimes rather noisy and sometimes not
very clean; for it was the poorest part of
the town to which Nelly had directed them.
But Katie so enjoyed a walk with her
grandfather, especially on so pleasant an
errand, that she would not have complained
had the way been even less pleasant than
it was. }

After several turnings, they arrived at
Primrose Gardens, the place where Nelly
said she lived; but the name rather puzzled
Katie; for there was not the least patch of
garden ground, only a narrow strip of pave-
ment in front of the dirty-looking houses.
Not far from Primrose Gardens was a clean,



HOW TO MAKE. OTHERS HAPPY. 19

well-stocked baker’s shop. In one corner
of the window were some nice currant buns,
and Mr. Howard went in and bought two
for Katie and one for himself. The person
who served was very civil; and Mr. Howard
asked her whether she knew a widow Tur-
ner, who lived in the Gardens and did
plain needlework.

“Oh, yes, sir,” said the baker’s wife,
“and a busy, tidy woman she is,—though I
am afraid she is rather, badly off at times ;
for she has nothing but what she earns with
her needle to keep both herself and her
child; and you know, I dare say, sir, that
plain work brings but a very poor price
now-a-days. But Mrs. Turner seldom com-
plains, and, hard as she may be pinched,
never runs into debt. I only wish all my
customers were like her.”

Mr. Howard was glad to hear so good an
account of Nelly’s mother; and, when he
had thanked the baker’s wife for what she
had told him, he and Katie turned their
steps towards Primrose Gardens, and ‘soon
found No. 4. A loud tap or two with the



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hand—for there was no knocker—brought
a woman, with a baby in her arms, to see
what was wanted; and, in answer to Mr.
Howard’s civil inquiry, she told him that
he must go up two pair of stairs, and that
then, down a little passage to the left, he
would find Mrs. Turner’s room.

“You must mind how you go, sir, and
the young lady, too,” said the woman, look-
ing curiously, as if she wondered what they
could want with Mrs. Turner; ‘for the stairs
are uncommonly steep and dark, and there’s
a bad hole on the first landing.”

Mr. Howard thanked her, and then
Katie and he began the somewhat difficult
ascent. Partly for his sake and partly for
her own, Katie kept tight hold of her
grandfather’s hand as they went care-
fully up the high, narrow staircase. They
stepped safely over the ‘“ bad hole,” which
nobody seemed to think it necessary to
mend, and mounted the second flight,
which was even more time-worn than the
first.

* “Why do people live in such a poor



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 21

place?” asked Katie, as they reached the
top.

‘Because they can’t afford to live in a
better, I suppose,” said her grandfather.
“But there are worse and poorer houses
than this, Katie.”

It was beyond all effort of Katie's
thoughts how any thing could be more un-
comfortable and miserable than the present
one: so she glanced rather doubtfully at
the damp, discoloured walls, worm-eaten
wood, and broken window-panes, stuffed
with old rags, and tried to believe that her
grandfather certainly knew better than she
did about such things.

Down a little dark passage, after a
minute’s groping, they found a door. It
was shut, but a gentle knock soon brought
some one to open it; and when the light
from within showed them Nelly’s pale,
serious little face, they knew that they were
right. Nelly blushed with surprise when
she saw them, but also looked pleased ;. and,
as they followed her into the room, they
heard her say, in a hurried tone, to her



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mother, something about “the gentleman
who”’—the rest was lost in a whisper.

It was a small room, and poorly fur-
nished ; for one thing had been parted with
after another in order to buy food; but
there was an air of general neatness and
cleanliness about it which spoke well for
the tidy habits of those who lived there.
On a square wooden table, which stood in
the middle, were placed the bread and tea
and rice and sugar which Aunt Martha
had given to Nelly; and beside them was
Nelly’s old brown straw bonnet, which she
had thrown carelessly down in her haste to
tell her good news.

Mrs. Turner had evidently just laid aside
her work to look at these unexpected gifts,
and to listen to her child’s eager account.
She was a thin, tidy-looking woman, with a
sorrowful countenance. Her life, for some
years past, had been a rugged and a painful
one, and she had not learned—ah! how
slowly any of us learn !—to say, with entire
and heartfelt trust, ‘The will of the Lord
be done.” She felt it hard sometimes that



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 23

she had so many troubles to endure, while
others had all they could wish to make
them happy. And yet Mrs. Turner was a
Christian woman; she really loved and
served God. You are surprised, perhaps,
at this: so was Katie. She stood listening
to the words which passed between the
widow and her grandfather, and she eguld
not help noticing that, although Mrs. Turner
appeared sincerely to agree with the heart-
cheering truth that God knows what is
good for us far better than we do ourselves,
she did not seem quite satisfied with the
ways of Providence.

Yet a happy smile—almost a bright
smile—played over her pale features, when
some remark of Mr. Howard’s showed that
he loved the same Saviour as she did and
was looking forward to the same home as
herself; and she replied, feelingly, “ Oh, if
it were not for the consolations of religion,
I do not know what I should have done,
sir; for I have had a trying time of it ever
since Nelly was born. I was brought up
in comfort and respectability, and never



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thought I should come to want a bit of
bread. I do not want to complain: I
know God’s will is right; but it is hard to
work and slave, day after day, as I have
done, and ‘yet not be able to earn a decent
support.”

Very kind and very gentle was Mr.
Howard’s reply. He did not find fault, nor
did he coldly say that it was our duty to be
patient and resigned. The suffering poor
want kind and soothing words, and Katie’s
grandfather gave them both freely and
heartily, and yet at the same time he led the
widow’s thoughts to such right views of God’s
ever-watchful care as made her feel sorrow
for her past distrust and more hopeful about
the future. Mr. Howard’s visit cheered
her a good deal; for she had not any
Christian friends to encourage her, and she
was naturally inclined to be fretful. Katie
watched: her looks as they became more
bright when her grandfather went on talk-
ing; and she thought to herself, ‘‘ How wise
grandfather is! How easy it seems for
him to make other people happy! I wisk



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 25

I could manage as well as he does.” Have
patience, little Katie: you are learning as
fast as you can.

Before Mr. Howard went away, he told
Mrs. Turner that if she were unable to
procure any more needlework at present
from the house where she had been em-
ployed, she might call upon him,—Nelly
knew the address,—and he would see
whether his daughter could not give her
something to do, or at all events recom-
mend her to those who could. Mrs. Turner
dropped a curtsey, and thanked him for
his kindness; and she also thanked him
earnestly for the things which Nelly had
brought home. The coal was offered and
gladly accepted, and then Mr. Howard
and his little grand-daughter turned to
go.

Mrs. Turner quickly reached a candle-
stick from the mantel-shelf, lighted the bit
of candle in it, and bade Nelly carry it
down-stairs before the gentleman, that he
and the young lady might more easily

descend the dark staircase. So Katie and-her
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grandfather made better progress in going
down than in coming up.

Katie slipped her remaining bun into
Nelly’s hand as they parted. She only ate
one in the shop, intending to carry the
other home for her youngest brother; but,
as she reasoned to herself, it would be far
more of a treat to Nelly than it would be
to Charlie, especially as he would have
plenty of good things to eat on his grand-
father’s birthday. A bun was indeed a
treat to Nelly; for it was a long time since
she had enjoyed so great a dainty as that,
and she ran back to her mother with such
a pleased look. Katie had sent more than
one ray of gladness that day into Nelly’s
sorrowful little heart. Have you, young
reader, ever made, or tried to make, any-
body happy ?

Katie and her grandfather had a nice
bracing walk back again,—a walk none the
less enjoyed because they had been on an
errand of kindness and mercy; and they
reached home just as her “mother” and the
three boys had arrived to dinner. What a



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 27

bustle Katie’s brothers made as they rushed
to meet their grandfather and to wish him
many happy returns of the day! As soon
as there was a slight pause, Katie.put her
hand in her pocket and drew out the small
parcel which the meeting with Nelly, and
the visit to her, had obliged ‘her to set
aside for a time. When it was mentioned
before, did- not my reader want to know
what was in it? Well, you shall know
now. It contained a blue silk purse,
almost covered with bright steel beads.
It looked very shining and very strong.
This was Katie’s present to her grand-
father.
Mr. Howard was very much pleased with
it. It was just what he wanted. His old
purse was not only shabby, but was wear-
ing out, and quite unfit to be trusted much
longer with the care of money. This was
no news to Katie; she had long since had
private notice of this fact from Aunt
Martha, and had acted upon it. The silk
and beads had been bought with Katie’s
own money, which she had saved for a



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workbox; but she preferred spending it
on her grandfather to spending it on her
self.

“ Now, I do not think,” said Mr. Howard,
“that the money out of my old purse ought
to go into my new purse; so I must ask
you young folks to help me get rid of it.”
He shook the different pieces out of his old
purse and sorted them, while the children
looked on with delight. ‘There are four
half-dollars, five quarters, five dimes, three
half-dimes, and six cents. Let us see,
Charlie, if you can divide them at all
fairly.”

Charlie did his best, but -he was rather
perplexed with such a novel sort of division-
sum; and it was not without many mis-
takes and much laughter that the money
was at length equally divided.

How much was there for each? Why,
Katie and her three brothers had .cach
exactly ninety-nine cents.

“Why, how strange,” cried Charlie,
‘‘that there should be just enough, and not
any more than enough, for us to share alike!



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 29

If there had been one penny over, now, how
could I have managed it?”

“Tt is strange, mother, is it not?” said
Katie.

Mrs. Seymour smiled, and Katie caught
the meaning of her smile.

“Qh, I know, Charlie,” she said: “ grand-
father meant beforehand to give us the
money, and he chose out different pieces on
purpose to puzzle us, in dividing them.
Now, didn’t you, grandfather?”

Mr. Howard laughed, and reminded them
that the dinner was waiting. Ruth had
been to say so, but the children were so
busy with the money that they had not
heard her. So they all hastened to partake
of Aunt Martha’s good fare.

How rich Katie felt with her grand-
father’s gift! Charlie decided to purchase
a new paint-box with his money; his
brothers talked of buying books with their’s ;
and Katie—what would Katie do with her
all-but a dollar? We shall sce.

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CHAPTER III.

Katie's thoughts were busy, as soon as
she awoke the next day, about Nelly and
her mother. She was so glad that they
would have a good breakfast and a better
fire that morning; and she had no doubt
that if Aunt Martha interested herself for
them, she would get Mrs. Turner as much
needlework as she could do; for Aunt
Martha was one of those persons who sel-
dom fail in any thing which they under-
take.

“What a good thing it was that Nelly
dropped that yesterday, and that I picked
it up!” said Katie, to herself, as she nes-
tled down on her warm pillow; “for if I
had not done so, we might never have
known any thing about them. And then
they would not have got that nice basket-
ful of eatables, and must have been so



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 31

badly off. But what a chance it seemed
whether I spoke to Nelly or not! Yet I
suppose it was not chance; there is not
such a thing as chance; grandfather said
that God took care of Mrs. Turner, and
that He sent us to help her. And he is
right, because the Bible says that God
minds his creatures. Only, how wonderful
it is that God should take care of every-
body, and know just what they want, and
put it into our hearts to give them exactly
what they most need! How great and
good he must be!”

Then Katie remembered these verses
which she had heard as the text of a sermon
on the Sunday before: “Are not two spar-
rows sold for a farthing? and one of them
shall not fall on the ground without your
Father. But the very hairs of your head
are all numbered. Fear ye not, therefore;
ye are of more value than many sparrows,”
(Matt. x. 29-31 ) and she thought what a
comfort it was to know that we have the
great and holy God as our Father and
Friend. ‘I cannot think how it is,” she



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said, “that everybody does not trust in
him; it would make them so happy.”

Katie knew this, not only because she had
read it, and had been taught it, but also
because she had found it out for herself.
She had learned it by experience. Sup-
pose you had never seen a fire. You might
be told that if you were near one on a,
winter’s day, it would warm you and make
you comfortable, and you might believe
what you were told; but this would not be
half so good as having a real fire in your
own room, and sitting by its cheerful blaze
until you were quite warmed. Then you
would not only believe, but you would ez-
perience, its value. And this was the way
—the best way—in which Katie knew that
true happiness springs from love to God.
She felt it in her own heart. It made her
happy.

And it can make you happy, my young
reader, as well as Katie. Will you not
seek the gift of God’s Holy Spirit? Will
you not trust in the Saviour now, and give
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as Katie did, that religion’s ways are ways
of pleasantness, and that its paths are paths
of peace. For you will never be so success-
ful in making others happy as when you are
first happy yourself. Cross, discontented
and unamiable persons are not likely to
take much pains in helping on the joy of
those around them. They have neither the
motive nor the desire to do so. But if you
believe in Jesus as your Saviour, your
heart will be so full of peace and glad-
ness, that it will overflow in blessings to
others.

How long Katie would have lain that
morning thinking about Nelly, and forming
certain little plans about her, I do not
know, had not the loud and merry sound
of her brothers’ voices aroused. her from
her pleasant day-dreams, and reminded her
that it was time to get up. She rose
hastily and dressed herself, and, wpon
looking out of the window into the back
garden, saw that there had been a heavy
fall of snow during the night, and that
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ing themselves with making a snow-man.
Katie would have joined them, but she had
a slight cold, and her mother told her she
had better keep within-doors. So she con-
tented herself with watching them from the
window; and before breakfast was ready
they had rolled together a large, odd-look-
ing figure, which the whole household were
called upon to admire.

After breakfast, Walter went with his
father into his study to write some letters
for him. Katie sat down by her mother to
work at some doll’s things, which she was
preparing for a little friend, and which she
was rather in a hurry to finish. This little
friend— Patty Cooper—had complained
one day to Katie that her best doll, a large
new doll which had been given her, was
shut up in a drawer for want of clothes to
wear. Patty could not make any herself,
and her elder sister would not help her—
at least, not for a long time to come; she
had plenty of her own work to do, she said,
and could not be teased with doll’s things.
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her, Katie thought; for Patty was a sickly
little creature, who wanted more in-door
amusements than most children, because
she was so seldom able to go out. Katie
made up her mind to fill up the sister’s
place, by making a frock and bonnet and
raantle for the waxen baby. She had man-
aged to take the length and size when Patty
did not sce her, and the new things were
to be a pleasant surprise to the little girl.
Katie's mother had furnished her with
some pink muslin for the dress, and Katie
had found silk enough among her own
stores for the other articles, and was now
very busy, under her mother’s directions,
in putting them together.. And this snowy
weather quickened her movements, for
there was no hope of Patty’s stirring out
while it lasted ; and how dull she would be,
poor child, sitting all day long by the fire-
side !

Katie was not very fond of work, but
she was very fond of making others happy ;
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little Patty, made her needle move cheer-
fully, although there was an interesting
book on her table still unread: and who
loved books more dearly than Katie?

Alfred and Charlie found for themselves
a new, and certainly a healthful, employ-
ment. This was, sweeping all the snow
which led from the front door to the gar-
den-gate. The front of the house was al-
most as retired as the back, for very few
persons passed that way into the town.
So Mrs. Seymour smiled at their wish to
be useful, and told them that they had full
liberty to sweep off the snow if they chose
to do so, only they must put on their thick
shoes. All children—boys especially —
like to do something which they call
“work:” it makes them feel more manly ;
and Alfred and Charlie were as much in
earnest as if they were dependent upon
their labour for a living.

Presently, as Katie was quietly talking
to her mother, Alfred came in. He looked
wart and annoyed. His mother saw ina
minute that something was the matter.



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“What! finished already, Alfred?” said
Katie, glancing towards the garden. Char-
lie was still there, sweeping away as dili-
gently as at first. “Why, you have left
off before Charlie!” continued Katie, in a
tone of surprise; ‘were you tired first?”
“No, Iam not tired,” said Alfred, “but
I do not want to sweep away any more. I
do not think it is just the thing to be seen
clearing away the snow.”
“Oh, Alfred, who is there to see you?”
“Plenty of people,” said Alfred, pet-
tishly. “Why, Miss Layton and her sister
went past, and they stared so at us, and
looked so surprised. I heard Augusta Lay-
ton say to her sister, ‘How strange it is
that their father lets them sweep away the
snow!’ And Miss Layton turned round
again, as if she could hardly believe that
it was Charlie and I; and then she said
something to Augusta, and they both
laughed.”
“T think that was quite as ‘strange’ as
clearing the snow,” said Katie; “was. it
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38 LITTLE HOME MISSIONARY; OR,

not, mother? Would you have minded
them, if you had been Alfred ?”

“Tf I had thought that I was doing
any thing that was wrong or unsuitable,
I would have not done it in future,” said
Mrs. Seymour; “but I would not have left
off simply because I was laughed at.”

“But I do not like to be laughed at,
mother,” cried Alfred. ‘Besides, we ought
to mind about other people’s opinion, should
we not?”

“ That depends a little, Alfred, upon who
the ‘other people’ are, and also upon their
means of forming a correct opinion. It is
quite right to refrain from giving unneces-
sary offence to any one; and we should try,
as much as we can, to gain the approval
of the wise and good. I dislike very much
to see children and young persons with a
wilful, care-for-nobody sort of manner.
But I think that you are more likely to
run to the other extreme, and to give up
even what you know to be right, through
dread. of being laughed at.”

“Oh, no, mother,” said Alfred, earnestly :



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 39

“it is only in little things that I cannot
bear to be teased or laughed at.”

Mrs. Seymour shook her head.

“Tt is in little things, Alfred, that we
show what we are likely to be in great
things. And I am desirous, my dear boy,
that you should begin now, while you are
at home, to get into the habit of asking
yourself, not ‘What will people say?’ but
‘What ought I to do?’ because I fear lest,
in scenes of greater temptation, your love
of praise and approbation should lead you
astray.”

In came Charlie, at that very minute,
his cheeks red and glowing, and some bits
of snow clinging to his blue jacket. “It
was too bad in you, Alfred,” he said, “to
run away, and leave me to finish the work.”

“Did you hear,” asked Katie, “what
Augusta said ?”

“To be sure I did,” said Charlie; “ but
what of that? J was not ashamed of clear-
ing the path. Why, even Peter the Great
worked in a dockyard, and made himself a
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Little Charlie drew himself up, and tried
to look dignified, and felt vain of being so
much more independent than his brother.
Oh, in how many different ways do wrong
feelings creep in!

Their mother just then left the room..

“ Walter will not be able to go out yet,”
said Alfred, after a little pause, ‘‘so let us
play at that new game, Charlie, which he
brought home from school.”

“No, not now,” said Charlie, “I do not
want to play. I want to read.”

“But you can read another time.”

“And you can have the game another
time.”

“Not by myself, I cannot; and you can
read, you know, just as well when I am
not here.”’

Katie looked up from her work. “ Yes,
Charlie,’ she said, ‘play with Alfred a
little while now, and read your book when
he goes out with Walter.”

“But I tell you I do not wish to play,”
said Charlie, “and I am not obliged to do



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 41

just what Alfred chooses. He did not stop
to help me with the snow.”

Alfred was displeased; he had not any
thing else which he liked to do just then;
the little trouble about the snow-sweeping
had ruffled his temper. He muttered some-
thing about Charlie’s selfishness, and looked
himself any thing but amiable.

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CHAPTER IV.

Katir was sorry for both her brothers,
—sorry that one was not more ready to
oblige, and that the other was so ready to
lose his temper. Charlie had cleared the
path to the garden gate by his industry ;
but he was blocking up the way to Alfred’s
love by his unkindness. Could not Katie
sweep away the snow which was in-doors ?
Could she not help Alfred to get rid of his
chilled and unhappy feelings? She thought
she could. At any rate, she could try.
She could offer to play with Alfred in
Charlie’s stead. It is true she must lay
aside her work to do that, and she was
very desirous to finish it, because Patty
was going to have a small party soon; but,
by a little self-denial, she could manage
both. Aunt Martha had given her a little
story-book yesterday, which she was very



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 43

desirous to read; but if she put off that
pleasure for the present, she would be able
to oblige Alfred, and to get her work done
also. Therefore, putting the needle into
the doll’s frock, she. pushed her workbox
gently from her, and said, cheerfully, “I
will have a game with you, if you like,
Alfred.”

Alfred was glad of the offer, for Katie
was a pleasant playmate. ‘That is a good
girl!” he cried, as he jumped off the sofa:
“you shall see if you cannot beat me this
time.” Then, recollecting how busily Katie
was stitching the minute before, he paused,
and said, “ But I thought you were in such
a hurry with your work?”

“So I am,” said Katie; “but I shall
have time to finish it before to-morrow.
And I shall work all the better after a
little change; for my fingers are tired
now.”

How pleasant it is when things are done
in a graceful manner! Some girls; if they
had been in Katie’s place, would have made
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have taken care to let him see that it was
an act of great self-denial on their part.
But charity or love ‘‘seeketh not her own,”
“vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, doth
not behave itself unseemly.”

The table was cleared, the game spread
out, and Alfred and Katie were soon busily
engaged. All the dark clouds which had
gathered over Alfred’s face were sent far
away, and he enjoyed himself very much
until Walter’s return.

While the game was played, Charlie sat
in his snug little chair by the fire, with
his hands upon his knees, but he did not
seem to sit very comfortably. He could
not help hearing what had passed, and it
rather disturbed him,—for Charlie had a
conscience, though he would not listen to
its voice. He had seen Katie's pleasant
look, and her readiness to oblige another,
and he felt, ‘‘How much more kind and
amiable Katie is than I! How cheerfully
she gave up her work to play with Alfred!
I wish I could be like her! I wish I had
not spoken as I did to Alfred.”



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 45

Kind litile Katie! her loving deeds cast
their influence as far as Charlie’s unnoticed
corner, and were now showing him his own
faults and defects. If it had not been for
the contrast, he would hardly have noticed
his selfishness; and although it was not
pleasant to be forced to see it, there was
hope of its doing him good; for we are
not likely to get rid of our sinful habits
while we are ignorant that they exist.
Do not shut your eyes to the knowledge
of yourselves; seek for the grace of the
Holy Spirit, that you may know what
you really are, and, when you know your
failings, seek more grace to deliver you
from them.

Walter and Alfred went out with their
father, and Charlie would have liked to go
with them, but the walk was too long for
him, so he was obliged to stay at home.
He was tired of reading his book, for,
though he refused to lay it aside at
Arthur’s request, he was not a great
reader; and now he fidgeted about the
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to do, and doubting whether “holidays”
were such desirable things, after all.
Katie at length got up and went away;
and Charlie was not pleased when she
did not return, for he wanted her to talk
to him and amuse him. Oh, yes, he was
ready enough to get all he could from
others, but he was not willing to give
much in return. His chief aim was to
make himself happy, but he often failed:
and no wonder, for selfishness is not the
road which leads to happiness.

He was stooping idly over the fire,
watching the flame of a large coal, when
Katie came back, dressed for a walk. It
was so fine and sunny that her mother
thought a little run out would not do
her any harm; and Katie was anxious
to go toher grandfather’s, that she might
see whether Mrs. Turner or Nelly had
been there. There was an old winter's
frock of Katie’s, which Mrs. Seymour
thought would do nicely for Nelly, with
a little alteration, if she were in want of
one,—of which there could be little doubt.







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Katie was to inquire about it, if she met
with Mrs. Turner, and arrange for Nelly
to come to their house to get it; but if
Mrs. Turner had already called, Katie was,
to leave the message with. Aunt Martha,
that it might be given to her the next
time she came.

Katie was very glad to go, for she had
been afraid that it would be too damp for
her to venture out. She was almost as
pleased with the idea of giving her old
frock to Nelly, as if she were going to
have a new one herself; for she did not
suppose that Nelly already had one that
was half as good. Her clothing seemed
to be very poor and scanty indeed. And
the weather now was so very cold that
everybody who went out-of-doors—and
that stayed in-doors too—required to be
well wrapped up, in order to keep them-
selves warm. How natural it is in win-
ter-time, when we have thick frocks, or
stout jackets, and, good, blazing fires, to
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and to spare them something that will
relieve their wants!

But Katie did not forget that while
she was away Charlie would be left quite
alone; for Mrs. Seymour was very busily
engaged. §o, like a good little sister, she
obtained permission for him to go along
with her.

“Going out, Katie!” cried her brother,
in a tone which seemed to say, Everybody
is going out somewhere except me/

“Yes, Charlie, to grandfather’s ; and you
may go with me, if you like.”

“May I? Did mother say so?”

“Yes, I asked her, because I knew you
would not want to stay in by yourself, and
she said yes directly.”

Charlie felt that Katie’s kind thought
about him was more than he deserved,
after his bad conduct to Alfred. How
was it that his sister seemed to take
such a pleasure in serving other people?
He could not tell, and he did not trouble
himself very much about it; but it was
very agreeable to him to be thus cared



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 49

for; and he put on his cap and cloak,
quite as willing as Katie to pay a visit
to their grandfather's cottage; for had
not Aunt Martha always a cake, or an
apple, or a tart, to bestow upon little
girls and boys?

Katie and her brother had only just
reached their grandfather’s, when Mrs.
Turner called to speak to Aunt Martha.
Now, it happened that Aunt Martha had
a set of shirts cut out for her father,
which would soon be wanted for use.
She was glad to meet with any one, like
Mrs. Turner, who could assist her. A set
of shirts at the liberal price which Aunt
Martha insisted upon paying for them, was
a nice job for Mrs. Turner; and she took
the first one home with her most thank-
fully. She had brought a pattern of her
work, which fully satisfied even Aunt
Martha,—and she was not vefy easy to
please in that matter.

Mrs. Turner, poor and badly off as she
was now, had been very well brought up,

and her manners were very good. Oh, if
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you had seen how pleased she looked as
she left the house with her parcel, and if
you had heard the grateful words which
fell in a half-whisper from her lips, as she
walked quickly along the lane, you would
have felt how delightful it is to make
others happy, and to cause the widow’s
heart to sing for joy.

Katie at least felt this; and when she
had watched Mrs. Turner through the
garden-gate, she turned to Ruth, to ask
her for her sympathy and opinion respect-
ing Nelly’s mother.

“Oh, Ruth,” she said, “is it not a good
thing that Aunt. Martha is able to give
Mrs. Turner work? I do not know what
she would have done this week without it.
How do you like her, Ruth? Is she nota
nice, pleasant woman, and does she not
speak softly ?”

Ruth’s tones were any thing but “soft,”
as she replied, with a slight toss of the
head, “Oh, I dare say she is a decent
person enough; and it’s very fortunate for
her that mistress has taken a fancy to her ;



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 51

but I cannot say that I just like to see a
needlewoman with a veil thrown over her
bonnet, as if she were setting up for a
lady.”

Katie had expected that all Ruth’s pre-
judices would have melted away at the
sight of Mrs. Turner, and that she would
have shared in the general good will towards
her. But instead of that, she seemed more
than ever disposed to find fault. Katie did
not know how to defend the old black veil;
it was hardly in keeping, perhaps, with the
rest of her dress; she could only urge in
Mrs. Turner’s favour the different way in
which she had formerly lived.

“But, Ruth, you know, she is not ex-
actly a poor person—I mean she has not
always been so, She was very well off
once, she says, and so she was used to
better things.”

“Tt does not signify what people have
been used to, Miss Katie; they should act
according to their present means: that’s
always my. doctrine. J have not always
been a servant, if it comes to that, but I



52 LITTLE HOME MISSIONARY; OR,

hope I know how to conduct myself pro-
perly.”

Which was the same as saying that Mrs.
Turner did not know how; so Katie-was
silenced—it was hopeless to try to con-
vince Ruth—and she thought to herself,
it was well that everybody was not so
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HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 538

CHAPTER V.

Wuen Katie was at home again, she
told her mother what remarks Ruth had
made about Mrs. Turner, and finished by
saying, “Mother, I do not like Ruth at
all.”

“Do you not, Katie? Just because she
does not like Mrs. Turner ?”

“ Not only because of that, mother; she
is always so cross, and grumbles so about
things.”

“Hush!” said her mother; “I think we
are not very kind nor very charitable now.
Poor Ruth is not very good-tempered, I
must allow; but she has had many trials
to bear, which have made her rather cross.”
Mrs. Seymour paused for a minute, and
then added, “Would you like to hear a
little about Ruth’s former history, Katic?

I think it will interest you, and help you
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54 LITTLE HOME MISSIONARY; OR,

to make some allowance for her hasty tem-
per. I have often intended to tell it to
you; and now, as you are going to sit
down to your work, we shall have a little
quiet time to ourselves.”

Katie, you may be sure, was quite will-
ing to agree to this proposal; and so,
while she was trimming: the doll’s mantle
with a narrow black border, Mrs. Seymour
began.

“Ruth was an only child, Katie, and
sadly indulged by her parents. They gave
way to her in almost every thing, and en-
couraged her wrong tempers and feelings
instead of trying to subdue them. She
must have whatever she wanted, if it was
in their power to get it for her; and, there-
fore, as might be expected, she was a spoiled,
self-willed little child, caring for nobody’s
comfort but her own, and throwing her-
self into fits of passion if she did not have
her own way. She has told me this her-
self, Katie, and has often been sorry that
her father and mother trained her so badly,



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 509

and made her both a trouble to herself and
to all around her.

“ As Ruth grew older, she lost, of course,
some of her childish habits; she did not
ery or scream at every little offence, or
snatch any thing nice off the table, as she
used to do; but there was no real change
in herself and her feelings; and her mother,
I believe, was not sorry when she went
out to service. She would not have had
to go to service if her father had lived,
for he had high wages, and could easily
support his wife and child; but he died,
after a long illness, and Ruth and her
mother were left to work for their own
living.

“Ruth was very quick and ingenious,
and easily got a good place; but then she
did not keep it long; for as soon as she
met with something in it which she did
not quite like, she left of her own accord,
and went home to her mother again; and
how many places she had before she came
to us—and she was only fifteen then—I
really do not know. It was as much her



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mother’s fault as hers, for she always told
her, ‘Now, Ruth, if you are not comfort-
able, do not stay. My child shall never be
ill treated by anybody, so long as she has
a home to come to.’ Ruth, as was very
natural, followed this advice, and, at the
first word of reproof from anybody, gave
warning, and returned to her fond, but un-
wise, parent.

“Well, she came to live with your
grandmother, Katie, when I was a baby,
and she was so active and useful, and so
fond of me, that we never parted with her
until she was married. And she never
wished to leave before, for she had grown
tired of changing so often, and was as well
satisfied with our place as she was likely
to be with any; besides, my mother was a
good manager of young people, and she
knew how to manage one of Ruth’s tem-
per better than most mistresses would
have done; and so they got on very well
together.

‘Ruth was married from their house,
for her mother had died before then; and



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 57

your grandfather gave her the wedding-
dinner, and a great many valuable pre-
sents.”

‘And what was her husband, mother?”
asked Katie.

“He was a grocer, and had a very good
business. Some persons wondered that he
should marry Ruth, but he had known her
and liked her since they were children.
It was quite a lift for Ruth as regards
worldly things; she had a nice, though
small, house of her own, a girl to help in
the work, and enough money for the supply
of her wants.”

“And were they happy, mother ?”

“Yes,—as happy as those can be who
have never found out the secret of true
happiness; for neither Ruth nor her hus-
band were Christians then. They had one
child, a fair, bright little fellow. He was
named Edward, after his father, who was
very proud of him, and brought him up
about as foolishly as Ruth’s parents had
brought her up. If he wanted any thing
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he had only to cry for it, and he soon
got it. Ruth often brought him to see us,
for he was quite a little pet of our’s. Many
were the games of play that I had with
him.”

“Qh, he went to sea and was lost, was
he not, mother?” said Katie. “I have
heard you and Aunt Martha talk about
him.”

“Yes, dear, he went to sea when he was
grown a great boy. But before that time,
while he was still a little boy, his father
failed in business, and soon afterwards died ;
and Ruth was not only left a widow, but
in a very destitute condition. Losing her
husband, and with him her means of sup-
port, was a sad blow to her; but her child
was still a precious treasure to her, and
her love for him made her struggle against
her sorrow, and strive, for his sake, to exert
herself. Some friends of her husband, who
lived in a distant part of the country, per-
suaded her to go into their town, where
they thought she might earn enough by
her needle to keep herself and Edward;



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 659

and so we lost sight of her for a few years.
Oh, how changed she was when we saw her
again!”

“Did she come back here, then, mo-
ther?”

“Ves, bowed down with trouble, and
almost broken-hearted. She had had a
hard time of it since she went away, for
work was often scarce, and always badly
paid; but she would not have minded that
if Edward had been a comfort to her.
But, instead of in any way helping her to
bear the troubles of life, he added to them
by his bad ways. He was allowed to run
about in the streets with other boys; and
he got into the company of idle and wicked
lads, who made him as bad as themselves,
and Ruth soon lost the little control she
had over him. It was what she might
have expected; for king Solomon’s words
are still true:—‘A child left to himself
bringeth his mother to shame.’ And the
end of it was, as you have already heard,
Katie, that when he was between fifteen
and sixteen he ran away from home and



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went to sea, without saying a word to his
mother of what he was going todo. She
was very ill for a long time: afterwards.
When she was better, she managed to
return here, and. your grandfather offered
her a home again in his house, which she
gladly accepted; and there she has been
ever since. It is a quiet place for her;
and she is an honest, valuable servant to
them. Aunt Martha is so patient and
gentle that she does not seem to mind
Ruth’s temper. She knows how much
Ruth. has had to try it, and how sad she
often feels when she thinks of her poor
boy; and, therefore, she tries to cheer her
as much as she can, and to make things
pleasant to her, that she may not often
dwell upon the past.”

“Oh, mother!” said Katie, “I do not
think I shall be cross to Ruth any more,
now that I know what troubles she has
had. I will try and be as kind to her as
Aunt Martha is. How she must grieve
about her son! Was he lost on the first
voyage ?”



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 61

“We cannot tell, Katie: the vessel was
wrecked in which it was supposed that he
had sailed, but it was possible that he
might have gone in some other, and so
have escaped. And if so, he may still be
alive. Only he has never been heard of
from that day to this; and we think he
must be dead, for if not, he would surely
have written. Ruth, I believe, has given
up all hopes long ago; but the thought of
her poor Edward is as painful to her as
ever it was. She loved him so very much.”

Mrs. Seymour was called away just as
she had finished speaking, to give some
orders in the kitchen; and Katie sat with
her needle between her fingers, thinking
about Ruth, and the loss of her son.

“Poor Ruth!” thought Katie, “TI do not
wonder she frets about him. It must be so
very hard to part with anybody one loves
in that way,—not to know what has become
of them, and never to see them again. If
she had heard where Edward died, and
when, and how, it seems as if it would not

be half so hard’ to bear as it is now. And
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then, to have to, reproach herself, as she
must, with being partly the cause of his
turning out so wild and so unsteady !—oh,
I cannot tell how she endures it!”

Katie shrank from the very idea of it,
it was so distressing. Then she thought
again, “Is Ruth a Christian? If she is
not, she has not any thing which can
really help her in her trials. I wish I
had asked mother. But at all events I
can pray for her, that God would comfort
her and make her more patient and kind-
tempered. When I go to my grandfather’s,
I must do all I can to please and amuse
her. But, oh, dear!” sighed Katie, “how
little I can do! uth is not likely to care
much for me.” At that instant these
favourite lines came into her mind :—

“What if a drop of rain should say,
So small a drop as I
Can ne’er refresh the thirsty plain,
Pll tarry in the sky?”

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certainly, but still she might help—to make
Ruth happier. At least, she would not be
annoyed, as she often had been, by her
sharp and unpleasant remarks; and she
would not give her any trouble when she
was there, that she could possibly help.

It strikes me, my reader, that if you
were to make a resolve like Katie’s, and
if you were to study the character of
those around you as she did, your home
would perhaps be a more peaceful dwell-
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CHAPTER VI.

In the midst of Katie’s quiet musings
about Ruth, there was a ring at the door-
bell, and presently Katie was called into
the passage to speak to Nelly.

“Oh, Nelly,” she said, “I am glad it is
you. Just step into the parlour a minute,
please, while I run and speak to mother.
But how cold you look, Nelly! and how
swelled your hands are! Have you not
any mittens ?”

“Oh, no, miss,” said Nelly, “I never
wear them except on a Sunday, and not
often then; but my hands are used to
the cold.”

Katic drew a chair near the fire, and
made Nelly sit in it, and told her to get
herself warmed by the time she came back.

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long, cold walk; and the rug was so soft ;
but she was almost afraid to set her fect
upon it. Her very old and patched boots
looked rather out of place there; however,
they were quite clean, for she had rubbed
them very carefully on the door-mat as she
entered. It was not often that Nelly sat
in a room like that, and she looked about
her with delight. She admired the carpet,
and the easy-chair, and the vases on the
mantel-shelf, and the basket of wax-flowers ,
in short, she admired all that she saw, even
down to the worsted-worked footstool which
stood beside the table. But, though Nelly
admired, she did not envy. She did not
think, “I wish we had such a room as this.
How hard it is that I am not so well off as
Katie Seymour! Iam sure I have as much
right to be a young lady as she has. Oh,
if mother could only buy such things as
these, how happy we should be!”

No, Nelly’s thoughts were grateful ones
rather than thoughts of discontent. She
thought how kind it was in Katie’s friends,

and in Katie also, to take so much interest
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in herself and her mother, and to try to
help them through their troubles. “And to
give me a frock, too, just when I wanted
one so very much! How thankful we
ought to be! Mother said she was sure
God would in some way take care of us,
but I did not see how it was to be; and
I think we have got more than mother
even expected. Did we not have a good
fire this morning? And how nice the tea
was |”

Were not these better thoughts than the
first ones would have been? We should
always banish all vain and discontented
wishes as far away as possible, for they
cannot do us any good, and they are sure
to do us much harm.

Then Nelly’s thoughts went back again
to the promised frock. She wondered what
it would be like, whether it would fit her,
and how she should look in it; and she
was just picturing herself walking in it
to church on Sunday, when Katie returned,
bringing the dress with her,—and her mo-
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Nelly was indeed delighted with the
frock. It was a dark but lively-looking
plaid, made still warmer by a thick lining,
and trimmed with narrow braid. It was a
good deal worn, of course, but there were
plenty of pieces to mend it with; and it
was even now quite a nice dress for a poor
girl. Nelly was rather shy, and did not
say a great deal; but her few words were
enough to show how pleased she was;
indeed, her looks showed it. It was hard
to say whether Katie or Nelly was most
happy just then. You think Nelly was,
perhaps, because the new frock was hev’s,
not Katie’s; but do you not remember the
words spoken by our Saviour himself, which
say, “It is more blessed to give than to re-
ceive’? So I think, after all, the higher
blessing was Katie's.

The plaid frock was made into a parcel,
with a pair of stockings, and one or two
‘other things; and Nelly ran home with it
in such high glee, that she scarcely noticed
any thing as she went along. Neither did
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came, though her thin cotton dress was a
cotton dress still, and her old shawl was
certainly as threadbare as ever; but her
heart was warmer and her spirits happier,
and she thought to herself how rich she
was.

The account of Ruth’s early days and
later history had made a deep impression
upon Katie’s mind, and led to the spending
of part of the money which her grandfather
had given her. You have, perhaps, for-
gotten the money; Katie, I can assure
you, had not. She had often thought of
it since she had it, for it was a welcome
addition to her weekly pocket-money;
and her only difficulty was to know how
to spend it in the best way. Ter first plan
had been to buy Nelly a new frock with
the money, but this want had now been
supplied in another way, and she was
therefore at liberty to dispose of it other-
wise. In thinking over what she should
do with it, she had all at once thought
how nice it would be to give Ruth a little
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tainly sometimes was, she was very kind
in general to Katie, when she came to the
house. Katie was the only girl in the
family ; and she not only bore her mother’s
name, but was also very like what Mrs.
Seymour was at the same age; so that if
anybody was Ruth’s favourite, it was little
Katie. Although there were little dis-
putes between them sometimes, such as
that about Nelly and her mother, Katie
was really attached to the faithful servant,
and would almost as soon have thought
of doing without Aunt Martha as of doing
without Ruth.

Once, when Katie and her mother were
both ill together, Ruth had nursed Katie
with so much care and love, that Katie had
ever thought of it gratefully. Now to all
this was added the knowledge of Ruth's
troubles. So Katie resolved to make Ruth
a New Year’s present. What was it to be?
Why, Katie fixed upon a cap,—an after-
noon cap,—one which Ruth could wear
when she dressed herself after dinner. Ruth
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wore the same old one, washed and re-
made, day after day. It had a few blue
bows in the border, and seemed as little
likely to wear out as its mistress. She
either could not, or would not, afford any
other; and therefore Katie thought a new
cap would do better than any thing else she
could choose.

She told her mother her desire to buy it
for Ruth, and asked her advice about it.
Mrs. Seymour was pleased with Katie’s
wish to oblige Ruth; she knew better than
her little daughter did how Ruth was
moved by the slightest act of attention and
kindness, and how highly she would value
a gift which was really Katie’s own. She
thought a cap would be the best present
she could make their old servant, and she
offered to' go with Katie and buy it.

There was a shop lately opened in a quiet
little strect, in the window of which Katie
had seen some caps marked fifty cents,
which appeared to her unusually neat. So
they went there. Oh, what a great affair
it was to choose one for Ruth! There was



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one with bright red ribbons, which greatly
took Katie’s fancy; but her mother assured
her that Ruth would not wear it if it were
given to her. Then Katie looked longingly
at another, which had a spray of flowers in
it; but Mrs. Seymour shook her head still
more decidedly at it. At length one with
very narrow dark-violet trimmings and
strings was chosen, because it would match
best with Ruth’s green coburg dress.
Even then Katie ‘hesitated two or three
minutes between one with a bow at the
side, and one with a bow behind; she could
not decide which Ruth would prefer. It is
to be hoped that all the customers were not
so particular as Katie. But the salesman
was very civil, indeed, and offered to send it
home for the ladies. He did not, of course,
understand the pleasure which Katie felt
in carrying her own purchase—wrapped up
in such a small compass that she was afraid
its beauty would be spoiled—through the
streets. It was displayed with much de-
light to her brothers when she got-home;
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and ribbon, and edging; and they showed
very little interest in Ruth’s grand cap.

‘Why, Katie,” Walter not very politely
remarked, ‘how could you be so silly as to
spend fifty cents in such finery for Ruth?
So cross as she is! It is an absurd waste
of money, Katie.”

“Ts it?” said Katie, merrily; ‘then I
suppose I ought not to waste any more,
Walter. Or else, do you know, I had
thought of buying a piece of braid to make
a new guard for somebody ; but that would
be more wasteful still, would it not?”

“Tf that somebody is I,” said Walter, ‘it
would be the very best thing ‘you could do,
—far better than sending back part of
grandfather’s money to his own house in
the shape of his servant’s cap. Charity
begins at home, Katie.”

But, though Walter spoke thus lightly,
he really thought the more highly of his
little sister for her kindness. Partly to
please Katie, and partly to please Ruth,
whom he respected in spite of his com-
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of lozenges, such as Ruth always liked when
she had her winter’s cough.

“Here, Katie,” he said, as he put them
into her hand, “take these for Ruth when
you go.”

“Tt is very kind in you, Walter,” said
Katie, with a gratified look at the little
box.

“Not at all,” said Walter; “Ishould only
have spent the quarter in chestnuts and
oranges, and such things, for myself, if I
had not bought this: so it is only putting
something eatable into Ruth’s mouth in-
stead of my own; that’s all the difference.”

Katie was glad. that her brother had
given up his own enjoyment for once, in
order to promote Ruth’s comfort. She did
not know that her own example had been
the cause of it. We often influence others
either for good or evil without being aware
of it. ’

Ruth could scarcely. believe, when Katie
showed it to her, that the cap was for her.
It must be for-Aunt Martha, she said; it
was a great deal too good for her.

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“Oh, no, Ruth, it isn’t,” said Katie, as
it was tried on. “It’s the very thing for
you; you cannot think how exactly it suits
you: you look so nice in it.”

And so she did, for it was very becoming
to her; besides, her features wore such a
pleasant expression just then. For Ruth
was very much pleased with her present,
and doubly so because it was Katie’s. And
there was the box of lozenges, too, from
Walter. How kind in him to think of her
cough! It was so unlike a careless school-
boy. Altogether, Ruth was agreeably sur-
prised; and it was remarked that she did
not speak a hasty or cross word all the rest
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CHAPTER VII.

THERE was a snug and well-furnished
little parlour on the south side of the
house, into which a few faint rays of sun-
shine -entered one chilly winter’s morning.
There was a blazing fire in the grate, the
light of which flickered cheerfully on the
polished sides. It was well to have such a
bright scene in-doors, for out of doors it
was all dull and cheerless. The air was
keen, the sky was clouded, the ground was
slippery; and the people shivered as they
hurried through the streets, though they
were wrapped up in shawls and furs, great-
coats and comfortables.

Oh, it was a nice, cosy little parlour.
Its tight windows and close-fitting door
kept such unwelcome visitors as cold and
frost outside. If you could have peeped
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the most delightful little parlours in the
town; and you would also have thought
that the only occupant of that little par-
lour was not much more comfortable-look-
ing than the weather out of doors. And
who was that? Why, a little girl, very
pale and ill, who sat on a low stool by the
fireside, and leaned her head upon a cushion
placed in a chair close beside her. Her
head ached, and she felt tired and weary,
although it was still early in the morning ;
and as she moved restlessly on her seat,
she sighed every now and then, and there
were the traces of tears on her thin little
cheeks.

Poor child! she wanted a mother to
soothe her restless feelings and to pillow
that aching little head upon her loving
bosom. But she had not any mother to
eare for her and to comfort her. Her
father was very fond of her, but he saw
little of her, except at breakfast-time and
on a Sunday, as he was away all the day
attending to his business; and her sister,
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and love enough to bear with the ways
of the sickly child. She was not unkind
to her little sister; she was even kind to
her after a certain manner; but her own
health was very strong, and she could not
understand the feelings of one who was ill
so much. She got her what she thought
was needful for her; but when she had
provided her with books and playthings,
she wondered why the child was not always
amused with them, and what more she could
want; and she supposed that sickly people
were always dissatisfied: so she did not
trouble herself much about Patty.

Patty! Was that the little girl, then,
for whom Katie was making the doll’s
things? Yes, it was little Patty Cooper
who sat in that snug parlour on that dull
winter’s morning. There she sat, one ten
minutes after another, all by herself ;’ for
Jane, her sister, was busy making tarts in
the kitchen, and was laughing and talking
merrily with the servant. Patty could
hear the sound of their voices up the

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unkind in them to enjoy themselves when
she was so dull and ill; and the thought
seemed to make her head ache all the
more.
Wearily and sadly Patty raised her face
from the cushion, and wished that the
morning would pass faster away. She did
not know—how should she?—that - some
persons would have given a great deal
if those precious hours could have been
made to move on more slowly. Her droop-
ing little figure, and white cheeks, would
have been a touching sight to any one
who had come in just then; but nobody
did come in, although Patty fancied she
had heard some one in the passage; so,
after waiting a minute or so, she turned
the pillow, and laid down her head again
upon it. Cheer up, little Patty, for you
are not mistaken, after all; there 7s some-
body very near at hand: just look up, and
you will see.

Patty did look up, for the parlour-door
soon opened, and in walked Katie, with
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as sunshine. Such a pleasant, happy little
face she brought in with her! It was
enough to do anybody good to see it; and
I am sure it did Patty good, for she felt
better as soon as she felt Katie’s warm,
kind kiss on her forehead.

“Oh, Katie, I did not expect to see you
such a cold day as this. Were you not
afraid of slipping down ?”

“Oh, no,” said Katie, gayly; ‘“ Alfred
came with me as far as here, so I had
somebody to keep me safely on my feet;
and he will call for me in about an hour,
on his way home. It is not so cold out of
doors as you might think when sitting
here. I am really quite warm with walk-
ing fast. Only feel my hands. I am so
glad I have come this morning, when
you are all alone, and so unwell too. How
I wish I could bear some of your headache
for you, Patty! you must be almost worn
out with it sometimes.”

Katie then shook up the cushion, and
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place, and gently pushed back Patty’s
ruffled hair from her hot forehead.

Not many minutes passed, you may be
sure, before she inquired after the new
doll; and she was rejoiced to hear little
Patty say, in a mournful tone, that al-
though the weather was piercing cold,
the waxen young lady was still as badly
off as ever for needful garments. You
know, young reader—do you not ?—why
Katie could take any pleasure in hearing
of this state of things. With a face that
would not look grave, though she tried
hard to make it,—for the thoughts of
Patty’s surprise curled her lips into a
happy smile,—Katie drew her paper parcel
from under her shawl, and unfolded its con-
tents to the doll’s mistress.

Oh, if you had seen the looks of Patty
as she beheld the nice things, and the joy
with which she received them for her own,
you would not soon have forgotten it. I
am sure Katie did not. Was it not worth
all the self-denying stitches which her tired
little fingers had put into them? The doll



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was brought, and the clothes tried on; they
fitted quite well; and Patty’s praises were
so strong and sincere as to satisfy any
reasonable dressmaker: and Katie was more
than pleased.

Patty was fonder of dolls than even most
little girls are, because very quiet amuse-
ments suited her best; and she had grieved
very much over the sad condition of her
new one, because, of course, she could not
play with it until it had at least a frock
to wear. But now here was a nice set
of things for it, made without any trouble
on her part, and, what was still better,
without her having any thought that they
were about to be made. She almost forgot
her headache in her gladness; and even
when the pain obliged her to think of it,
she bore it much more cheerfully when she
had the doll’s gay clothing to look at.

Well, when the doll had been well ad-
mired and talked about, Katie told Patty
how she had met with Nelly on New-
Year’s morning, and what had happened
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would be glad to hear of the widow and
her little girl; and she thought that it
might perhaps do her good to know some-
thing about other people’s troubles and
trials. And so it did. It drew off Patty’s
attention from herself, and that is generally
good for sick persons; and it led her to
feel more thankful for the greater comforts
which she enjoyed. She was half ashamed
to think how she had murmured that
morning because she had the headache
and was rather dull. Ought she not to
be glad that she was so much better off
than so many poor persons were at this
cold season of the year? Patty’s troubled
mind grew more contented; and Jane was
pleased, when she came into the room to
bring each of the children a newly-baked
apple-tart of her own making, to see
how cheerful and gentle her little sister
had become since she had left her. She
wished—and Patty would certainly have
had the same wish if she had known it
—that Patty could always have Katie
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But that could not be, for Katie was
soon obliged to go home. Both she and
Patty thought that Alfred must have
walked very fast indeed, for he was so
much earlier than either of them expected.

A few minutes before Alfred came, Katie
showed Patty a new little hymn-book in a
shining blue cover, which she was going
to lend her, because it had some new
hymns in it, and Patty liked hymns so
very much. One of them, especially, Katie
pointed out as being prettier than any
of the others, and as having a very nice
tune to it; and when Patty asked her, she
sang to her in a low, sweet tone the fol-
lowing verses :—

“A giddy lamb one afternoon

Iliad from the fold departed :

The tender shepherd miss’d it soon,
And sought it broken-hearted.

Not all the flock that shared his love
Could from the search delay him;

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‘But night and day he went his way
In sorrow, till he found it;

And when he saw it fainting lie,
He clasp’d his arms around it.
And closely shelter’d in his breast,

From every ill to save it,
He brought it to his home of rest,
And pitied and forgave it.

‘s And so the Saviour will receive

The little ones that fear him,

Their fears remove, their sins forgive,
And draw them gently near him,

Bless while they live, and when they die,
When soul and body sever,

Conduct them to his home on high
To dwell with him forever.”

Do you not think these are very sweet
verses? Patty was delighted with them ;
and after Katie had gone, she read them
over and over until she nearly knew them
by heart. And her heart grew lighter as
she thought of the Good Shepherd who
gathers the lambs with his arms and car-
ries them in his bosom; and she silently
asked him to watch over her and take
care of her. Her restless feelings were



TOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 8&5

hushed; and with the last lines on her
lips, and the newly-dressed doll held in
her arms, the little weary one fell asleep.
Had not Katie’s visit helped to make some-
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CHAPTER VIII.

Katiz employed the greater part of her
remaining money in buying some braid for
Walter’s guard. It was the work of spare
minutes to make it; and, as there are al-
ways a good number of such minutes in the
course of a day, it is not surprising that
the guard was finished before her brother
expected it would be. He was glad of it,
for his old one was very shabby; and he
thanked Katie for it, telling her that she
was one of the best little sisters in the
world. Katie thought that such a speech
as this repaid her for the trouble she had
taken. She was very glad to please her
brothers, and to strengthen their affection
for her, because her mother had told her
that it is often greatly in the power of
grown-up sisters to keep their brothers
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to do what is right; and although Katie
was not grown-up now, she would be some
day, if her life was spared; and she knew
that the influence which she hoped to pos-
sess over her brothers then must be begun
now.

Will sisters who are reading this about
Katie try and act upon it for themselves ?
It made her home a happy one, and it will
do the same for their’s.

One afternoon Katie went to see Aunt
Martha, and to stay to tea with her. She
was sorry to learn from Ruth that her
aunt had been sent for to see a poor woman
who was suddenly taken ill, and that she
would not return for some time.

“Oh, how tiresome!” cried Katie, who
had a little plan for Nelly which she wished
to consult her aunt about. Like many little
folks, she thought more at that moment of
her own wishes than of another's comfort.
Katie was not perfect,—nor are any other
people.

“Yes, and I reckon there is somebody
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towards the parlour-door; “ for your grand-
father has just got the newspaper, and there
is nobody here to read it to him; and he is
in such a hurry to hear something there is
in it. His eyes are so bad again,” said Ruth,
in answer to Katie’s look of inquiry, ‘‘that
he cannot see to read it himself, and your
aunt would have offered to read it to
him, only she was forced to go out to
Mrs. Brown’s. Iam sure anybody would
wonder what there could be in a newspaper
to make him so ready to hear about it.”
Just now Katie was inclined, as Aunt
Martha was out, to sit in the kitchen and
have a nice chat with Ruth. But, then,
ought she not to offer. to read to her grand-
father? Katie paused. It was such a tire-
some service. He had not asked her to do
so; he would not know how long she had
been there; he would not know that Ruth
had spoken to her about it. But conscience
would not be satisfied with these excuses ;
and it whispered in her ear the words which
she had read that morning in her daily text-
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There are many persons who do not appear
—if we are to judge by their conduct—to
be aware that there is such a verse as this
in the New Testament; but our Katie had
often thought over it, and tried to practise
the lesson which it teaches. Nor was she
neglectful of it now, for ‘duty’ conquered
“inclination ;” and she ran without further
delay into the parlour, to ask her grand-
father how he was, and to offer to be his
reader.

Mr. Howard at first refused to let Katie
have the trouble of reading to him ;. but his
little grand-daughter would: have: her own
way, and it was seldom that she ever failed
in getting it with him. This time he was
very ready to yield, for he wished to hear
the report of a speech. She read on loudly
and plainly to the end of it, and had just
finished as Aunt Martha returned and
Ruth brought in the tea-things. It cannot
be said that Katie enjoyed her tea any the
less because of the kind aid which she had

rendered her grandfather. There is a joy
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that arises from well-doing which only those
can know who have felt it.

Katie waited patiently until all Mrs.
Brown’s trouble had been described; and
then she spoke about her own little plan
for Nelly.

“Oh, aunt,” she said, ‘‘ Nelly reads very
badly, and she does not at all know how to
write. It is such a pity, is it not? But
her mother has been so poor and had such
bad health for several years, that she has
not been able to teach her much herself,
nor yet to pay for her schooling. Nelly
very much wants to learn more now, and
Mrs. Turner wishes it as much as Nelly,
only she cannot tell how to spare her to go
to school, because she is so useful in helping
with the needlework. But we have settled
it nicely now, aunt. Walter says there is
a very good evening school for girls, not
far from Primrose Gardens, where the charge
is only six cents a week; so Nelly could go
to that, because her mother might manage
to do without her for two hours in the even-
ing. Mother thinks the plan is a very-good



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 91

one; but she said I was to ask you what
you think of it.”

“Why, Katie, I quite agree with your
mother. I certainly think that Nelly ought
to learn to write, for it may be of great ser-
vice to her in getting her living. But the
six cents, Katie—they cannot afford to pay
even that.”

“Oh, no, aunt, I know they cannot; but
Iam to give that; at least I am to give
four out of my pocket-money, and mother
has promised me two more. And Walter
and Alfred have each given me twelve cents,
to buy her a copy-book and a reading-book :
was it not good in them?”

“Yes, Katie, and I think I must be al-
lowed to lend a helping hand also. I will
give two cents as well as mother, and then
we shall all three share alike in providing
for Nelly’s schooling.”

“Oh, aunt, but I did not mean you to do
that; indeed I did not.”

“No, Katie; but Ishall be glad to givea
trifle. And you have plenty of other ways,
I know, in which to dispose of your pocket-



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money. But have youasked Nelly whether
she would like to go to the evening school ?”

“No, aunt, I have not seen her since it
was settled, but I am almost sure of it.”

“Well, I am going as far as Primrose
Gardens to-morrow, Katie; and if your
mother does not want you, you could walk
with me; and then we would call at Mrs.
Turner’s and talk to her about it.”

So Katie went with her aunt to Mrs.
Turner’s, and found that their offer to pay
for Nelly’s schooling was thankfully ac-
cepted. Nelly looked quite bright at the
plan, and the more so when she knew that
she was to learn to write. Quiet and hum-
ble as she seemed, and as she really was,
she had a strong desire to improve herself
in every respect; and that is the right spirit
for making progress in any thing.

As Katie and her aunt came down stairs,
they met one of the other lodgers coming
up with a child in her arms. It was the
woman who had opened the door to Katie
and Mr. Howard when they paid their first
visit on New-Year’s morning to Mrs. Tur-



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 93

ner. But she looked much cleaner and
tidier than she did then, although she was
far, very far yet from being such a pattern
of neatness as her up-stairs neighbour.

Her husband had of late got into good
and constant work; and, with a better con-
dition, his wife had felt in better spirits,
and had tried to get into better habits.
Some poor women, when they have long
had to suffer pinching want and distress,
lose their energy, and seem to give up all
in despair. Mrs. Turner’s neighbour was
one of this class. Now that brighter days
had come, she herself looked brighter.
And so did the baby. Its thin little
cheeks were plump and rosy; and its blue
cotton frock was a new one.

Aunt Martha, with her usual kindness
and gentleness, stopped to speak to the
mother, She seemed pleased with the
notice, and as she was just opening her
room-door, she in a civil manner invited
them to go in. They just went inside,
where Aunt Martha spoke a few more
kind words which she thought might be



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useful, and tried to be friends with the
baby; for she knew that a mother’s heart
is often won through her children.

Then Katie in her turn noticed the baby
and talked to it; the little creature lifted
its head, smiled, allowed Katie to touch it,
and in two or three minutes let her take it
in her own arms.

Katie thought that the poor woman's
baby was one of the nicest and best-behaved
babies she had ever seen.



HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 995

CHAPTER IX.

Katte was reading aloud to her mother
some very interesting missionary stories.
When she had finished she laid the book on
the table, and, looking up at her mother,
she said, earnestly, “Oh, mother, when I
am grown up, how I should like to be a
missionary !”

“Well, Katie, perhaps you may be. But
we cannot tell any thing about the future,
because we do not know what may be God’s
will about it. The present is all that we
have to do with, Katie. Why should you
not be a missionary at once ?”

“TIow can I, mother ?”

“You can be a missionary at home,
Katie. Your dear brothers, your little
friends and playfellows—every one you
are acquainted with—you can try to lead
them to the Saviour, not so much by your



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words, perhaps, as by your actions. It is
impossible for us to tell how much good
may be done by a lovely, holy example.
A thoughtless nobleman, who once visited
a pious clergyman, was so struck with the
beauty of his character, that he said, ‘If I
stay here any longer, I shall become a
Christian in spite of myself.’ And then,
Katie, if we are striving, by being like
Jesus, to let our light shine before men,
we shall sometimes find ways and times of
speaking about him to others. And he
will give us courage and fitness to do so,
if we ask him.”

The conversation was here interrupted
by the boys coming in from school; but
Katie thought it over more than once,
and wished that she could be a little mis-
sionary. She did not wish in vain. The
time was much nearer than she thought
just then.

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her mother to Mrs. Turner’s to inquire
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HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY.

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LITTLE HOME MISSIONARY.

CHAPTER I.

It was New-Year’s morning—a fine, clear,
frosty morning. There was a slight snow
on the ground and on the hedges. It was
just the sort of morning to make one feel
brisk and cheerful. At least so thought
Katie Seymour, as she ran with a light
step along the narrow lane which led to
her grandfather’s cottage. The air was
fresh and pleasant, and sent a healthful
colour into her checks: the sun was be-
ginning to look out upon the world, and
smiled kindly upon her; and the little
sparrows perched on the leafless trees
were chirping forth their lively notes,
and thanking her, perhaps, for the nice

Le 5
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crumbs of bread which she strewed every
day on the ground for their breakfast.

But even if it had been very dull
weather, if the sun had-not shone, nor
the birds sung, Katie had enough to
make her feel very happy just then. For
it was New-Year’s morning, and it was
her grandfather’s birthday,—two welcome
events which always came together; and
she was going, with her father and mother,
and her three brothers, to spend the day
with her grandfather, and with her aunt
Martha, who lived with him.

It was their usual custom to dine and
drink tea with him on his birthday; and
Katie and her brothers thought a great
deal of this visit, and looked forward to it
with great eagerness, for their grandfather
was lively and cheerful, and told them such
pleasant stories, and Aunt Martha had
been long known for her skill in making
cakes and tarts, and was also considered
very generous in giving themaway. There
was plenty for everybody, and everybody
had plenty.
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 7

But was this all that Katie had to make
her happy? Was it only the thought of
the birthday-treat which made her heart
so light and her face so joyous? Oh, no:
there were other and better thoughts in
her mind that morning. She felt very
grateful to God for having kept her in
health and safety during the past year,
and for surrounding her with so many
comforts at the beginning of a new one;
and she had kneeled early that morning
to ask for guidance and help through the
coming twelve months, if her life were
spared,—to ask that she might have grace
to overcome her besetting faults, and to
become day by day more like her Saviour.
For Katie, loved her Saviour, and longed
—child though she was—to imitate his
bright example, and to follow in the steps
which he has marked out for us,

She wished, too, in the new year, to try
if she could not be of some little use in the
world, by helping to make others happy.
Was not thisa good wish on the first day
of a new year? Let me ask you, my
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young reader, whether it is your’s; and
whether you love Jesus, and are striving
to please him. -

When Katie left home, it wanted twenty
minutes of eleven, and the dinner was not
to be ready until two o'clock; but she
liked to be there early, because then she
could see all that there was to be seen,
help Aunt Martha in the kitchen, and
have a walk with her grandfather, if he
felt inclined to go out. She went quickly
and joyously on, giving a glance every
minute or two at a tiny, carefully-wrapped-
up parcel which she carried in one hand,
and which seemed, from the care she took
of it, to be something very precious. What
was it? Oh, you must have patience, and
wait until it is proper for you to know.
Secrets must not be told too soon.

Katie had almost reached the little gate
which opened into her grandfather’s gar-
den, when she saw, walking very slowly
a few yards before her, a little girl, who’
accidentally dropped a blue cotton hand-
kerchief or wrapper on the ground. The
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 9

little girl, not perceiving her loss, con-
tinued her walk; so Katie ran after her,
picked up the handkerchief and gave it
to her.

“How glad I am,” thought Katie, as
she hastened after the girl, “that I saw
it! For perhaps she would not have missed
it until she got home, and then if she had
come back to look for it it is not likely
she would have found it; and she seems
too poor to afford to lose it.”

Katie might well think the little girl
was poor, for her clothes were of the very
commonest description, and the old thin
shawl which she wore would not protect
her much from the winter’s cold. And
as she turned round to take the handker-
chief from Katie, which she did with a
grateful “thank you,” Katie saw that she
had just been crying, for her cheek was
wet with tears.

“What is the matter?” said Katie, her
bright face looking instantly very serious.
“ Have you hurt yourself?”

“Oh, no,” said the girl, quickly : “I have
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been to carry home some work which
mother finished last night, and they would
not pay me for it to-day :, they said I must
call again; and mother wanted the money
somuch. I could not get any more work,
either,” added the girl, sorrowfully, “and
I do not know what we shall do, for we
have nothing left in the house to eat.
We only had one little bit of bread for
breakfast this morning.”

The idea of having nothing left to eat
filled Katie’s heart with compassion. She
had often read of poor people being in very
great want; but there was something very
different between reading about it in a
story and meeting with it in real life.
Nothing to eat! To go home after a
weary walk, and find no dinner prepared!
Katie could hardly realize such a sad stato
of things; and she looked at the girl as if
half doubting whether it were possible that
any one who lived in their town could
actually be without necessary food. Her
next thought (for Katie had been early
trained to feel for others and to be kind
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 11

to them) was, what could she do to help
this poor girl? She had a little money of
her own, but it was in a box at home, not
in her pocket; and as it would take her
some time to run back and fetch it, she
decided that as she was close to her
grandfather’s, she would ask him to lend
her sixpence that she might give it to the
girl.

“Will you wait here a minute?” said
Katie, as she opened the garden-gate. ‘TI
shall come again almost directly.”

The girl seemed a little surprised, but
she readily agreed. She perhaps hoped
that in some way Katie would help her.
Indeed, the few words which Katie had
spoken to her had already done her good;
for, when we are in trouble, a kind remark
or even a look of pity is very welcome.
Do not forget this, my reader, but do all
you can to cheer anybody who is in distress.

Mr. Howard, Katie’s grandfather, saw
from his ene -window his little grand-
daughter coming, or rather running up the
garden, and ee opened the door for. her.
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“Well, dear,” he said, as he welcomed her,
‘“‘you have come early ; that’s right.”

‘Oh, grandfather,” began Katie, eagerly,
“there is a poor girl waiting at the gate,
and I want sixpence for her, please. She
has not been paid for the work her mother
did; and now when she goes home they
will have nothing to eat, and they had
only one bit of bread this morning. She
must be very hungry, grandfather. I may
ask Aunt Martha, may I not, for a slice of
bread and butter to give her? And will
you lend me sixpence ?”

“She shall have something to eat, Katie,
if you think she is hungry, but we will not
give her any money until we are sure that
they need it.”

“ But, grandfather, they must need it if
they have not any. She told me their
money was all gone; and I am sure she
looks honest, and she is very clean.”

“Well, tell her to come in, Katie, and
then I can see what she looks like; and I
dare say Aunt Martha will not refuse you
the bread and butter.”
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 13

Katie hastened through the garden, and
told the girl that her grandfather wished
to speak to her, and asked her to go into
the house. Mr. Howard spoke kindly to
her, and put several questions to her about
herself and her mother, in order to learn,
if he could, the. truth of her story. Her
name, she said, was Nelly Turner. Her
mother was a widow, and used to go out
doing little jobs; but she had never got
over the effects of a severe fever which she
had during the last summer, and was not
strong enough to do any thing but needle-
work, And plain needlework, even when
she could get enough of it, was so very
badly paid for, that she could not manage
to support herself and her child. And this
week she had been very ill for two or three
days, which had sadly hindered her; and
the result was that the shirts which she
had to make were not finished until a day
after the time appointed.

“And this was why you could not get
any more to-day, 1 suppose?” said Mr.
Howard.

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“Yes, sir, I believe so,” answered Nelly;
“and I cannot get the money for those
until to-morrow. And mother will not
know where to get work now.”

“Oh, perhaps they will let you have
some more to-morrow, when you go for
the money,” said Mr. Howard, cheeringly.
“T hope you are a good girl to your
mother, and do all you can to help her?”
Nelly looked up, and said, very modestly,
“Yes, sir.”

While this was going on between Mr.
Howard and Nelly, Katie went to Aunt
Martha, who was busy in the kitchen, and
asked her to give Nelly something to eat.
‘Aunt Martha did-not require many words
to grant Katie’s request; and in addition
to the thick slice of bread and butter which
she cut, she poured out a bowlful of nice
hot coffee, which she said would warm the
‘poor girl and do her good.

‘ Ruth, the servant, was chopping suet at
a side table, and she did not altogether ap-
prove of this liberality.

“T don’t suppose, ma’am,” she said to
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 15

Aunt Martha, “that this girl is so badly
off as she makes out. It is astonishing
what deception there is among poor peo-
ple. They will invent any sort of a story
to get money ; and their children are taught
to do the same. I don’t wonder at the giri
imposing on Miss Katie, for she is not used
to such ways; but I should not have thought,
ma'am, that you would have believed her.”

Ruth was an old servant, who had lived
in the family since Katie’s mother was a
baby, and she was generally allowed the
privilege of saying what she pleased.

“Tam not sure that I do, Ruth,” replied
her mistress, quietly,—Aunt Martha always
spoke very quietly,—“but if the girl is
hungry there can be no harm in giving
her something to eat; and we can make
some inquiries before we do any thing more
for her.”

“T am not one to grudge a bit of bread
to any deserving person, ma’am; but I do
not like to encourage idle boys and girls,
who would rather beg than work.”
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“Oh, Ruth,” said Katie, hastily, ‘she
didn’t beg.”

The entrance of Nelly herself, who had
been told by Mr. Howard to step into the
kitchen and get some breakfast, stopped
these remarks; and when Ruth saw how
young the girl was, how well she behaved,
and how thankfully and eagerly she ate
what was set before her, her feelings towards
her were much softened; and as she listened
to the answers which Nelly made to Aunt
Martha’s gentle inquiries, she even sug-
gested in a whisper to her mistress that
they should give her a loaf of bread and a
little tea, to take home to her mother.

Aunt Martha was quite ready to-do this,
and the happy Nelly did not go home
empty-handed.

As soon as she had gone, Mr. Howard
called Katie into the parlour. ‘“ Would
you like a walk, Katie? because, if you
would, we might follow Nelly home, and
call and see her mother at once. I have
been thinking that she would perhaps be
glad of some coal; and since God has given
TOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 17

us so many good things, we ought to do
all that we can to help those who are in
want.”

Katie willingly agreed to her grand-
father’s plan, and when she had told Aunt
Martha where they were going, she brought
Mr. Howard his best walking-stick—of
course he must have his best stick on his
birthday—and they set off to find Nelly’s
mother.

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CHAPTER II.

‘Katig walked quietly along with her
grandfather. Their road was not so plea-
sant after they left the long, quict lane; for
it lay through narrow streets, which were
sometimes rather noisy and sometimes not
very clean; for it was the poorest part of
the town to which Nelly had directed them.
But Katie so enjoyed a walk with her
grandfather, especially on so pleasant an
errand, that she would not have complained
had the way been even less pleasant than
it was. }

After several turnings, they arrived at
Primrose Gardens, the place where Nelly
said she lived; but the name rather puzzled
Katie; for there was not the least patch of
garden ground, only a narrow strip of pave-
ment in front of the dirty-looking houses.
Not far from Primrose Gardens was a clean,
HOW TO MAKE. OTHERS HAPPY. 19

well-stocked baker’s shop. In one corner
of the window were some nice currant buns,
and Mr. Howard went in and bought two
for Katie and one for himself. The person
who served was very civil; and Mr. Howard
asked her whether she knew a widow Tur-
ner, who lived in the Gardens and did
plain needlework.

“Oh, yes, sir,” said the baker’s wife,
“and a busy, tidy woman she is,—though I
am afraid she is rather, badly off at times ;
for she has nothing but what she earns with
her needle to keep both herself and her
child; and you know, I dare say, sir, that
plain work brings but a very poor price
now-a-days. But Mrs. Turner seldom com-
plains, and, hard as she may be pinched,
never runs into debt. I only wish all my
customers were like her.”

Mr. Howard was glad to hear so good an
account of Nelly’s mother; and, when he
had thanked the baker’s wife for what she
had told him, he and Katie turned their
steps towards Primrose Gardens, and ‘soon
found No. 4. A loud tap or two with the
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hand—for there was no knocker—brought
a woman, with a baby in her arms, to see
what was wanted; and, in answer to Mr.
Howard’s civil inquiry, she told him that
he must go up two pair of stairs, and that
then, down a little passage to the left, he
would find Mrs. Turner’s room.

“You must mind how you go, sir, and
the young lady, too,” said the woman, look-
ing curiously, as if she wondered what they
could want with Mrs. Turner; ‘for the stairs
are uncommonly steep and dark, and there’s
a bad hole on the first landing.”

Mr. Howard thanked her, and then
Katie and he began the somewhat difficult
ascent. Partly for his sake and partly for
her own, Katie kept tight hold of her
grandfather’s hand as they went care-
fully up the high, narrow staircase. They
stepped safely over the ‘“ bad hole,” which
nobody seemed to think it necessary to
mend, and mounted the second flight,
which was even more time-worn than the
first.

* “Why do people live in such a poor
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 21

place?” asked Katie, as they reached the
top.

‘Because they can’t afford to live in a
better, I suppose,” said her grandfather.
“But there are worse and poorer houses
than this, Katie.”

It was beyond all effort of Katie's
thoughts how any thing could be more un-
comfortable and miserable than the present
one: so she glanced rather doubtfully at
the damp, discoloured walls, worm-eaten
wood, and broken window-panes, stuffed
with old rags, and tried to believe that her
grandfather certainly knew better than she
did about such things.

Down a little dark passage, after a
minute’s groping, they found a door. It
was shut, but a gentle knock soon brought
some one to open it; and when the light
from within showed them Nelly’s pale,
serious little face, they knew that they were
right. Nelly blushed with surprise when
she saw them, but also looked pleased ;. and,
as they followed her into the room, they
heard her say, in a hurried tone, to her
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mother, something about “the gentleman
who”’—the rest was lost in a whisper.

It was a small room, and poorly fur-
nished ; for one thing had been parted with
after another in order to buy food; but
there was an air of general neatness and
cleanliness about it which spoke well for
the tidy habits of those who lived there.
On a square wooden table, which stood in
the middle, were placed the bread and tea
and rice and sugar which Aunt Martha
had given to Nelly; and beside them was
Nelly’s old brown straw bonnet, which she
had thrown carelessly down in her haste to
tell her good news.

Mrs. Turner had evidently just laid aside
her work to look at these unexpected gifts,
and to listen to her child’s eager account.
She was a thin, tidy-looking woman, with a
sorrowful countenance. Her life, for some
years past, had been a rugged and a painful
one, and she had not learned—ah! how
slowly any of us learn !—to say, with entire
and heartfelt trust, ‘The will of the Lord
be done.” She felt it hard sometimes that
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 23

she had so many troubles to endure, while
others had all they could wish to make
them happy. And yet Mrs. Turner was a
Christian woman; she really loved and
served God. You are surprised, perhaps,
at this: so was Katie. She stood listening
to the words which passed between the
widow and her grandfather, and she eguld
not help noticing that, although Mrs. Turner
appeared sincerely to agree with the heart-
cheering truth that God knows what is
good for us far better than we do ourselves,
she did not seem quite satisfied with the
ways of Providence.

Yet a happy smile—almost a bright
smile—played over her pale features, when
some remark of Mr. Howard’s showed that
he loved the same Saviour as she did and
was looking forward to the same home as
herself; and she replied, feelingly, “ Oh, if
it were not for the consolations of religion,
I do not know what I should have done,
sir; for I have had a trying time of it ever
since Nelly was born. I was brought up
in comfort and respectability, and never
24 LITTLE HOME MISSIONARY; OR,

thought I should come to want a bit of
bread. I do not want to complain: I
know God’s will is right; but it is hard to
work and slave, day after day, as I have
done, and ‘yet not be able to earn a decent
support.”

Very kind and very gentle was Mr.
Howard’s reply. He did not find fault, nor
did he coldly say that it was our duty to be
patient and resigned. The suffering poor
want kind and soothing words, and Katie’s
grandfather gave them both freely and
heartily, and yet at the same time he led the
widow’s thoughts to such right views of God’s
ever-watchful care as made her feel sorrow
for her past distrust and more hopeful about
the future. Mr. Howard’s visit cheered
her a good deal; for she had not any
Christian friends to encourage her, and she
was naturally inclined to be fretful. Katie
watched: her looks as they became more
bright when her grandfather went on talk-
ing; and she thought to herself, ‘‘ How wise
grandfather is! How easy it seems for
him to make other people happy! I wisk
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 25

I could manage as well as he does.” Have
patience, little Katie: you are learning as
fast as you can.

Before Mr. Howard went away, he told
Mrs. Turner that if she were unable to
procure any more needlework at present
from the house where she had been em-
ployed, she might call upon him,—Nelly
knew the address,—and he would see
whether his daughter could not give her
something to do, or at all events recom-
mend her to those who could. Mrs. Turner
dropped a curtsey, and thanked him for
his kindness; and she also thanked him
earnestly for the things which Nelly had
brought home. The coal was offered and
gladly accepted, and then Mr. Howard
and his little grand-daughter turned to
go.

Mrs. Turner quickly reached a candle-
stick from the mantel-shelf, lighted the bit
of candle in it, and bade Nelly carry it
down-stairs before the gentleman, that he
and the young lady might more easily

descend the dark staircase. So Katie and-her
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26 LITTLE HOME MISSIONARY; OR,

grandfather made better progress in going
down than in coming up.

Katie slipped her remaining bun into
Nelly’s hand as they parted. She only ate
one in the shop, intending to carry the
other home for her youngest brother; but,
as she reasoned to herself, it would be far
more of a treat to Nelly than it would be
to Charlie, especially as he would have
plenty of good things to eat on his grand-
father’s birthday. A bun was indeed a
treat to Nelly; for it was a long time since
she had enjoyed so great a dainty as that,
and she ran back to her mother with such
a pleased look. Katie had sent more than
one ray of gladness that day into Nelly’s
sorrowful little heart. Have you, young
reader, ever made, or tried to make, any-
body happy ?

Katie and her grandfather had a nice
bracing walk back again,—a walk none the
less enjoyed because they had been on an
errand of kindness and mercy; and they
reached home just as her “mother” and the
three boys had arrived to dinner. What a
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 27

bustle Katie’s brothers made as they rushed
to meet their grandfather and to wish him
many happy returns of the day! As soon
as there was a slight pause, Katie.put her
hand in her pocket and drew out the small
parcel which the meeting with Nelly, and
the visit to her, had obliged ‘her to set
aside for a time. When it was mentioned
before, did- not my reader want to know
what was in it? Well, you shall know
now. It contained a blue silk purse,
almost covered with bright steel beads.
It looked very shining and very strong.
This was Katie’s present to her grand-
father.
Mr. Howard was very much pleased with
it. It was just what he wanted. His old
purse was not only shabby, but was wear-
ing out, and quite unfit to be trusted much
longer with the care of money. This was
no news to Katie; she had long since had
private notice of this fact from Aunt
Martha, and had acted upon it. The silk
and beads had been bought with Katie’s
own money, which she had saved for a
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workbox; but she preferred spending it
on her grandfather to spending it on her
self.

“ Now, I do not think,” said Mr. Howard,
“that the money out of my old purse ought
to go into my new purse; so I must ask
you young folks to help me get rid of it.”
He shook the different pieces out of his old
purse and sorted them, while the children
looked on with delight. ‘There are four
half-dollars, five quarters, five dimes, three
half-dimes, and six cents. Let us see,
Charlie, if you can divide them at all
fairly.”

Charlie did his best, but -he was rather
perplexed with such a novel sort of division-
sum; and it was not without many mis-
takes and much laughter that the money
was at length equally divided.

How much was there for each? Why,
Katie and her three brothers had .cach
exactly ninety-nine cents.

“Why, how strange,” cried Charlie,
‘‘that there should be just enough, and not
any more than enough, for us to share alike!
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 29

If there had been one penny over, now, how
could I have managed it?”

“Tt is strange, mother, is it not?” said
Katie.

Mrs. Seymour smiled, and Katie caught
the meaning of her smile.

“Qh, I know, Charlie,” she said: “ grand-
father meant beforehand to give us the
money, and he chose out different pieces on
purpose to puzzle us, in dividing them.
Now, didn’t you, grandfather?”

Mr. Howard laughed, and reminded them
that the dinner was waiting. Ruth had
been to say so, but the children were so
busy with the money that they had not
heard her. So they all hastened to partake
of Aunt Martha’s good fare.

How rich Katie felt with her grand-
father’s gift! Charlie decided to purchase
a new paint-box with his money; his
brothers talked of buying books with their’s ;
and Katie—what would Katie do with her
all-but a dollar? We shall sce.

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CHAPTER III.

Katie's thoughts were busy, as soon as
she awoke the next day, about Nelly and
her mother. She was so glad that they
would have a good breakfast and a better
fire that morning; and she had no doubt
that if Aunt Martha interested herself for
them, she would get Mrs. Turner as much
needlework as she could do; for Aunt
Martha was one of those persons who sel-
dom fail in any thing which they under-
take.

“What a good thing it was that Nelly
dropped that yesterday, and that I picked
it up!” said Katie, to herself, as she nes-
tled down on her warm pillow; “for if I
had not done so, we might never have
known any thing about them. And then
they would not have got that nice basket-
ful of eatables, and must have been so
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 31

badly off. But what a chance it seemed
whether I spoke to Nelly or not! Yet I
suppose it was not chance; there is not
such a thing as chance; grandfather said
that God took care of Mrs. Turner, and
that He sent us to help her. And he is
right, because the Bible says that God
minds his creatures. Only, how wonderful
it is that God should take care of every-
body, and know just what they want, and
put it into our hearts to give them exactly
what they most need! How great and
good he must be!”

Then Katie remembered these verses
which she had heard as the text of a sermon
on the Sunday before: “Are not two spar-
rows sold for a farthing? and one of them
shall not fall on the ground without your
Father. But the very hairs of your head
are all numbered. Fear ye not, therefore;
ye are of more value than many sparrows,”
(Matt. x. 29-31 ) and she thought what a
comfort it was to know that we have the
great and holy God as our Father and
Friend. ‘I cannot think how it is,” she
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said, “that everybody does not trust in
him; it would make them so happy.”

Katie knew this, not only because she had
read it, and had been taught it, but also
because she had found it out for herself.
She had learned it by experience. Sup-
pose you had never seen a fire. You might
be told that if you were near one on a,
winter’s day, it would warm you and make
you comfortable, and you might believe
what you were told; but this would not be
half so good as having a real fire in your
own room, and sitting by its cheerful blaze
until you were quite warmed. Then you
would not only believe, but you would ez-
perience, its value. And this was the way
—the best way—in which Katie knew that
true happiness springs from love to God.
She felt it in her own heart. It made her
happy.

And it can make you happy, my young
reader, as well as Katie. Will you not
seek the gift of God’s Holy Spirit? Will
you not trust in the Saviour now, and give
him your heart? If you do you will find,
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 33

as Katie did, that religion’s ways are ways
of pleasantness, and that its paths are paths
of peace. For you will never be so success-
ful in making others happy as when you are
first happy yourself. Cross, discontented
and unamiable persons are not likely to
take much pains in helping on the joy of
those around them. They have neither the
motive nor the desire to do so. But if you
believe in Jesus as your Saviour, your
heart will be so full of peace and glad-
ness, that it will overflow in blessings to
others.

How long Katie would have lain that
morning thinking about Nelly, and forming
certain little plans about her, I do not
know, had not the loud and merry sound
of her brothers’ voices aroused. her from
her pleasant day-dreams, and reminded her
that it was time to get up. She rose
hastily and dressed herself, and, wpon
looking out of the window into the back
garden, saw that there had been a heavy
fall of snow during the night, and that
Walter and Alfred and Charlie were amus-
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ing themselves with making a snow-man.
Katie would have joined them, but she had
a slight cold, and her mother told her she
had better keep within-doors. So she con-
tented herself with watching them from the
window; and before breakfast was ready
they had rolled together a large, odd-look-
ing figure, which the whole household were
called upon to admire.

After breakfast, Walter went with his
father into his study to write some letters
for him. Katie sat down by her mother to
work at some doll’s things, which she was
preparing for a little friend, and which she
was rather in a hurry to finish. This little
friend— Patty Cooper—had complained
one day to Katie that her best doll, a large
new doll which had been given her, was
shut up in a drawer for want of clothes to
wear. Patty could not make any herself,
and her elder sister would not help her—
at least, not for a long time to come; she
had plenty of her own work to do, she said,
and could not be teased with doll’s things.
It was not very kind nor very sisterly in
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 35

her, Katie thought; for Patty was a sickly
little creature, who wanted more in-door
amusements than most children, because
she was so seldom able to go out. Katie
made up her mind to fill up the sister’s
place, by making a frock and bonnet and
raantle for the waxen baby. She had man-
aged to take the length and size when Patty
did not sce her, and the new things were
to be a pleasant surprise to the little girl.
Katie's mother had furnished her with
some pink muslin for the dress, and Katie
had found silk enough among her own
stores for the other articles, and was now
very busy, under her mother’s directions,
in putting them together.. And this snowy
weather quickened her movements, for
there was no hope of Patty’s stirring out
while it lasted ; and how dull she would be,
poor child, sitting all day long by the fire-
side !

Katie was not very fond of work, but
she was very fond of making others happy ;
and the thought of the bright looks with
which her present would be received by
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little Patty, made her needle move cheer-
fully, although there was an interesting
book on her table still unread: and who
loved books more dearly than Katie?

Alfred and Charlie found for themselves
a new, and certainly a healthful, employ-
ment. This was, sweeping all the snow
which led from the front door to the gar-
den-gate. The front of the house was al-
most as retired as the back, for very few
persons passed that way into the town.
So Mrs. Seymour smiled at their wish to
be useful, and told them that they had full
liberty to sweep off the snow if they chose
to do so, only they must put on their thick
shoes. All children—boys especially —
like to do something which they call
“work:” it makes them feel more manly ;
and Alfred and Charlie were as much in
earnest as if they were dependent upon
their labour for a living.

Presently, as Katie was quietly talking
to her mother, Alfred came in. He looked
wart and annoyed. His mother saw ina
minute that something was the matter.
be

HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 37

“What! finished already, Alfred?” said
Katie, glancing towards the garden. Char-
lie was still there, sweeping away as dili-
gently as at first. “Why, you have left
off before Charlie!” continued Katie, in a
tone of surprise; ‘were you tired first?”
“No, Iam not tired,” said Alfred, “but
I do not want to sweep away any more. I
do not think it is just the thing to be seen
clearing away the snow.”
“Oh, Alfred, who is there to see you?”
“Plenty of people,” said Alfred, pet-
tishly. “Why, Miss Layton and her sister
went past, and they stared so at us, and
looked so surprised. I heard Augusta Lay-
ton say to her sister, ‘How strange it is
that their father lets them sweep away the
snow!’ And Miss Layton turned round
again, as if she could hardly believe that
it was Charlie and I; and then she said
something to Augusta, and they both
laughed.”
“T think that was quite as ‘strange’ as
clearing the snow,” said Katie; “was. it
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not, mother? Would you have minded
them, if you had been Alfred ?”

“Tf I had thought that I was doing
any thing that was wrong or unsuitable,
I would have not done it in future,” said
Mrs. Seymour; “but I would not have left
off simply because I was laughed at.”

“But I do not like to be laughed at,
mother,” cried Alfred. ‘Besides, we ought
to mind about other people’s opinion, should
we not?”

“ That depends a little, Alfred, upon who
the ‘other people’ are, and also upon their
means of forming a correct opinion. It is
quite right to refrain from giving unneces-
sary offence to any one; and we should try,
as much as we can, to gain the approval
of the wise and good. I dislike very much
to see children and young persons with a
wilful, care-for-nobody sort of manner.
But I think that you are more likely to
run to the other extreme, and to give up
even what you know to be right, through
dread. of being laughed at.”

“Oh, no, mother,” said Alfred, earnestly :
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 39

“it is only in little things that I cannot
bear to be teased or laughed at.”

Mrs. Seymour shook her head.

“Tt is in little things, Alfred, that we
show what we are likely to be in great
things. And I am desirous, my dear boy,
that you should begin now, while you are
at home, to get into the habit of asking
yourself, not ‘What will people say?’ but
‘What ought I to do?’ because I fear lest,
in scenes of greater temptation, your love
of praise and approbation should lead you
astray.”

In came Charlie, at that very minute,
his cheeks red and glowing, and some bits
of snow clinging to his blue jacket. “It
was too bad in you, Alfred,” he said, “to
run away, and leave me to finish the work.”

“Did you hear,” asked Katie, “what
Augusta said ?”

“To be sure I did,” said Charlie; “ but
what of that? J was not ashamed of clear-
ing the path. Why, even Peter the Great
worked in a dockyard, and made himself a
pair of shoes.’’*
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Little Charlie drew himself up, and tried
to look dignified, and felt vain of being so
much more independent than his brother.
Oh, in how many different ways do wrong
feelings creep in!

Their mother just then left the room..

“ Walter will not be able to go out yet,”
said Alfred, after a little pause, ‘‘so let us
play at that new game, Charlie, which he
brought home from school.”

“No, not now,” said Charlie, “I do not
want to play. I want to read.”

“But you can read another time.”

“And you can have the game another
time.”

“Not by myself, I cannot; and you can
read, you know, just as well when I am
not here.”’

Katie looked up from her work. “ Yes,
Charlie,’ she said, ‘play with Alfred a
little while now, and read your book when
he goes out with Walter.”

“But I tell you I do not wish to play,”
said Charlie, “and I am not obliged to do
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 41

just what Alfred chooses. He did not stop
to help me with the snow.”

Alfred was displeased; he had not any
thing else which he liked to do just then;
the little trouble about the snow-sweeping
had ruffled his temper. He muttered some-
thing about Charlie’s selfishness, and looked
himself any thing but amiable.

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CHAPTER IV.

Katir was sorry for both her brothers,
—sorry that one was not more ready to
oblige, and that the other was so ready to
lose his temper. Charlie had cleared the
path to the garden gate by his industry ;
but he was blocking up the way to Alfred’s
love by his unkindness. Could not Katie
sweep away the snow which was in-doors ?
Could she not help Alfred to get rid of his
chilled and unhappy feelings? She thought
she could. At any rate, she could try.
She could offer to play with Alfred in
Charlie’s stead. It is true she must lay
aside her work to do that, and she was
very desirous to finish it, because Patty
was going to have a small party soon; but,
by a little self-denial, she could manage
both. Aunt Martha had given her a little
story-book yesterday, which she was very
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 43

desirous to read; but if she put off that
pleasure for the present, she would be able
to oblige Alfred, and to get her work done
also. Therefore, putting the needle into
the doll’s frock, she. pushed her workbox
gently from her, and said, cheerfully, “I
will have a game with you, if you like,
Alfred.”

Alfred was glad of the offer, for Katie
was a pleasant playmate. ‘That is a good
girl!” he cried, as he jumped off the sofa:
“you shall see if you cannot beat me this
time.” Then, recollecting how busily Katie
was stitching the minute before, he paused,
and said, “ But I thought you were in such
a hurry with your work?”

“So I am,” said Katie; “but I shall
have time to finish it before to-morrow.
And I shall work all the better after a
little change; for my fingers are tired
now.”

How pleasant it is when things are done
in a graceful manner! Some girls; if they
had been in Katie’s place, would have made
a merit of obliging their brother, and would
44 LITTLE HOME MISSIONARY; OR,

have taken care to let him see that it was
an act of great self-denial on their part.
But charity or love ‘‘seeketh not her own,”
“vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, doth
not behave itself unseemly.”

The table was cleared, the game spread
out, and Alfred and Katie were soon busily
engaged. All the dark clouds which had
gathered over Alfred’s face were sent far
away, and he enjoyed himself very much
until Walter’s return.

While the game was played, Charlie sat
in his snug little chair by the fire, with
his hands upon his knees, but he did not
seem to sit very comfortably. He could
not help hearing what had passed, and it
rather disturbed him,—for Charlie had a
conscience, though he would not listen to
its voice. He had seen Katie's pleasant
look, and her readiness to oblige another,
and he felt, ‘‘How much more kind and
amiable Katie is than I! How cheerfully
she gave up her work to play with Alfred!
I wish I could be like her! I wish I had
not spoken as I did to Alfred.”
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 45

Kind litile Katie! her loving deeds cast
their influence as far as Charlie’s unnoticed
corner, and were now showing him his own
faults and defects. If it had not been for
the contrast, he would hardly have noticed
his selfishness; and although it was not
pleasant to be forced to see it, there was
hope of its doing him good; for we are
not likely to get rid of our sinful habits
while we are ignorant that they exist.
Do not shut your eyes to the knowledge
of yourselves; seek for the grace of the
Holy Spirit, that you may know what
you really are, and, when you know your
failings, seek more grace to deliver you
from them.

Walter and Alfred went out with their
father, and Charlie would have liked to go
with them, but the walk was too long for
him, so he was obliged to stay at home.
He was tired of reading his book, for,
though he refused to lay it aside at
Arthur’s request, he was not a great
reader; and now he fidgeted about the
room, wishing that he had something fresh
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to do, and doubting whether “holidays”
were such desirable things, after all.
Katie at length got up and went away;
and Charlie was not pleased when she
did not return, for he wanted her to talk
to him and amuse him. Oh, yes, he was
ready enough to get all he could from
others, but he was not willing to give
much in return. His chief aim was to
make himself happy, but he often failed:
and no wonder, for selfishness is not the
road which leads to happiness.

He was stooping idly over the fire,
watching the flame of a large coal, when
Katie came back, dressed for a walk. It
was so fine and sunny that her mother
thought a little run out would not do
her any harm; and Katie was anxious
to go toher grandfather’s, that she might
see whether Mrs. Turner or Nelly had
been there. There was an old winter's
frock of Katie’s, which Mrs. Seymour
thought would do nicely for Nelly, with
a little alteration, if she were in want of
one,—of which there could be little doubt.




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Katie was to inquire about it, if she met
with Mrs. Turner, and arrange for Nelly
to come to their house to get it; but if
Mrs. Turner had already called, Katie was,
to leave the message with. Aunt Martha,
that it might be given to her the next
time she came.

Katie was very glad to go, for she had
been afraid that it would be too damp for
her to venture out. She was almost as
pleased with the idea of giving her old
frock to Nelly, as if she were going to
have a new one herself; for she did not
suppose that Nelly already had one that
was half as good. Her clothing seemed
to be very poor and scanty indeed. And
the weather now was so very cold that
everybody who went out-of-doors—and
that stayed in-doors too—required to be
well wrapped up, in order to keep them-
selves warm. How natural it is in win-
ter-time, when we have thick frocks, or
stout jackets, and, good, blazing fires, to
think of the shivering and needy poor,
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and to spare them something that will
relieve their wants!

But Katie did not forget that while
she was away Charlie would be left quite
alone; for Mrs. Seymour was very busily
engaged. §o, like a good little sister, she
obtained permission for him to go along
with her.

“Going out, Katie!” cried her brother,
in a tone which seemed to say, Everybody
is going out somewhere except me/

“Yes, Charlie, to grandfather’s ; and you
may go with me, if you like.”

“May I? Did mother say so?”

“Yes, I asked her, because I knew you
would not want to stay in by yourself, and
she said yes directly.”

Charlie felt that Katie’s kind thought
about him was more than he deserved,
after his bad conduct to Alfred. How
was it that his sister seemed to take
such a pleasure in serving other people?
He could not tell, and he did not trouble
himself very much about it; but it was
very agreeable to him to be thus cared
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 49

for; and he put on his cap and cloak,
quite as willing as Katie to pay a visit
to their grandfather's cottage; for had
not Aunt Martha always a cake, or an
apple, or a tart, to bestow upon little
girls and boys?

Katie and her brother had only just
reached their grandfather’s, when Mrs.
Turner called to speak to Aunt Martha.
Now, it happened that Aunt Martha had
a set of shirts cut out for her father,
which would soon be wanted for use.
She was glad to meet with any one, like
Mrs. Turner, who could assist her. A set
of shirts at the liberal price which Aunt
Martha insisted upon paying for them, was
a nice job for Mrs. Turner; and she took
the first one home with her most thank-
fully. She had brought a pattern of her
work, which fully satisfied even Aunt
Martha,—and she was not vefy easy to
please in that matter.

Mrs. Turner, poor and badly off as she
was now, had been very well brought up,

and her manners were very good. Oh, if
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you had seen how pleased she looked as
she left the house with her parcel, and if
you had heard the grateful words which
fell in a half-whisper from her lips, as she
walked quickly along the lane, you would
have felt how delightful it is to make
others happy, and to cause the widow’s
heart to sing for joy.

Katie at least felt this; and when she
had watched Mrs. Turner through the
garden-gate, she turned to Ruth, to ask
her for her sympathy and opinion respect-
ing Nelly’s mother.

“Oh, Ruth,” she said, “is it not a good
thing that Aunt. Martha is able to give
Mrs. Turner work? I do not know what
she would have done this week without it.
How do you like her, Ruth? Is she nota
nice, pleasant woman, and does she not
speak softly ?”

Ruth’s tones were any thing but “soft,”
as she replied, with a slight toss of the
head, “Oh, I dare say she is a decent
person enough; and it’s very fortunate for
her that mistress has taken a fancy to her ;
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 51

but I cannot say that I just like to see a
needlewoman with a veil thrown over her
bonnet, as if she were setting up for a
lady.”

Katie had expected that all Ruth’s pre-
judices would have melted away at the
sight of Mrs. Turner, and that she would
have shared in the general good will towards
her. But instead of that, she seemed more
than ever disposed to find fault. Katie did
not know how to defend the old black veil;
it was hardly in keeping, perhaps, with the
rest of her dress; she could only urge in
Mrs. Turner’s favour the different way in
which she had formerly lived.

“But, Ruth, you know, she is not ex-
actly a poor person—I mean she has not
always been so, She was very well off
once, she says, and so she was used to
better things.”

“Tt does not signify what people have
been used to, Miss Katie; they should act
according to their present means: that’s
always my. doctrine. J have not always
been a servant, if it comes to that, but I
52 LITTLE HOME MISSIONARY; OR,

hope I know how to conduct myself pro-
perly.”

Which was the same as saying that Mrs.
Turner did not know how; so Katie-was
silenced—it was hopeless to try to con-
vince Ruth—and she thought to herself,
it was well that everybody was not so
sharp and uncharitable as Ruth.
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 538

CHAPTER V.

Wuen Katie was at home again, she
told her mother what remarks Ruth had
made about Mrs. Turner, and finished by
saying, “Mother, I do not like Ruth at
all.”

“Do you not, Katie? Just because she
does not like Mrs. Turner ?”

“ Not only because of that, mother; she
is always so cross, and grumbles so about
things.”

“Hush!” said her mother; “I think we
are not very kind nor very charitable now.
Poor Ruth is not very good-tempered, I
must allow; but she has had many trials
to bear, which have made her rather cross.”
Mrs. Seymour paused for a minute, and
then added, “Would you like to hear a
little about Ruth’s former history, Katic?

I think it will interest you, and help you
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to make some allowance for her hasty tem-
per. I have often intended to tell it to
you; and now, as you are going to sit
down to your work, we shall have a little
quiet time to ourselves.”

Katie, you may be sure, was quite will-
ing to agree to this proposal; and so,
while she was trimming: the doll’s mantle
with a narrow black border, Mrs. Seymour
began.

“Ruth was an only child, Katie, and
sadly indulged by her parents. They gave
way to her in almost every thing, and en-
couraged her wrong tempers and feelings
instead of trying to subdue them. She
must have whatever she wanted, if it was
in their power to get it for her; and, there-
fore, as might be expected, she was a spoiled,
self-willed little child, caring for nobody’s
comfort but her own, and throwing her-
self into fits of passion if she did not have
her own way. She has told me this her-
self, Katie, and has often been sorry that
her father and mother trained her so badly,
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 509

and made her both a trouble to herself and
to all around her.

“ As Ruth grew older, she lost, of course,
some of her childish habits; she did not
ery or scream at every little offence, or
snatch any thing nice off the table, as she
used to do; but there was no real change
in herself and her feelings; and her mother,
I believe, was not sorry when she went
out to service. She would not have had
to go to service if her father had lived,
for he had high wages, and could easily
support his wife and child; but he died,
after a long illness, and Ruth and her
mother were left to work for their own
living.

“Ruth was very quick and ingenious,
and easily got a good place; but then she
did not keep it long; for as soon as she
met with something in it which she did
not quite like, she left of her own accord,
and went home to her mother again; and
how many places she had before she came
to us—and she was only fifteen then—I
really do not know. It was as much her
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mother’s fault as hers, for she always told
her, ‘Now, Ruth, if you are not comfort-
able, do not stay. My child shall never be
ill treated by anybody, so long as she has
a home to come to.’ Ruth, as was very
natural, followed this advice, and, at the
first word of reproof from anybody, gave
warning, and returned to her fond, but un-
wise, parent.

“Well, she came to live with your
grandmother, Katie, when I was a baby,
and she was so active and useful, and so
fond of me, that we never parted with her
until she was married. And she never
wished to leave before, for she had grown
tired of changing so often, and was as well
satisfied with our place as she was likely
to be with any; besides, my mother was a
good manager of young people, and she
knew how to manage one of Ruth’s tem-
per better than most mistresses would
have done; and so they got on very well
together.

‘Ruth was married from their house,
for her mother had died before then; and
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 57

your grandfather gave her the wedding-
dinner, and a great many valuable pre-
sents.”

‘And what was her husband, mother?”
asked Katie.

“He was a grocer, and had a very good
business. Some persons wondered that he
should marry Ruth, but he had known her
and liked her since they were children.
It was quite a lift for Ruth as regards
worldly things; she had a nice, though
small, house of her own, a girl to help in
the work, and enough money for the supply
of her wants.”

“And were they happy, mother ?”

“Yes,—as happy as those can be who
have never found out the secret of true
happiness; for neither Ruth nor her hus-
band were Christians then. They had one
child, a fair, bright little fellow. He was
named Edward, after his father, who was
very proud of him, and brought him up
about as foolishly as Ruth’s parents had
brought her up. If he wanted any thing
which it was not proper for him to have,
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he had only to cry for it, and he soon
got it. Ruth often brought him to see us,
for he was quite a little pet of our’s. Many
were the games of play that I had with
him.”

“Qh, he went to sea and was lost, was
he not, mother?” said Katie. “I have
heard you and Aunt Martha talk about
him.”

“Yes, dear, he went to sea when he was
grown a great boy. But before that time,
while he was still a little boy, his father
failed in business, and soon afterwards died ;
and Ruth was not only left a widow, but
in a very destitute condition. Losing her
husband, and with him her means of sup-
port, was a sad blow to her; but her child
was still a precious treasure to her, and
her love for him made her struggle against
her sorrow, and strive, for his sake, to exert
herself. Some friends of her husband, who
lived in a distant part of the country, per-
suaded her to go into their town, where
they thought she might earn enough by
her needle to keep herself and Edward;
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and so we lost sight of her for a few years.
Oh, how changed she was when we saw her
again!”

“Did she come back here, then, mo-
ther?”

“Ves, bowed down with trouble, and
almost broken-hearted. She had had a
hard time of it since she went away, for
work was often scarce, and always badly
paid; but she would not have minded that
if Edward had been a comfort to her.
But, instead of in any way helping her to
bear the troubles of life, he added to them
by his bad ways. He was allowed to run
about in the streets with other boys; and
he got into the company of idle and wicked
lads, who made him as bad as themselves,
and Ruth soon lost the little control she
had over him. It was what she might
have expected; for king Solomon’s words
are still true:—‘A child left to himself
bringeth his mother to shame.’ And the
end of it was, as you have already heard,
Katie, that when he was between fifteen
and sixteen he ran away from home and
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went to sea, without saying a word to his
mother of what he was going todo. She
was very ill for a long time: afterwards.
When she was better, she managed to
return here, and. your grandfather offered
her a home again in his house, which she
gladly accepted; and there she has been
ever since. It is a quiet place for her;
and she is an honest, valuable servant to
them. Aunt Martha is so patient and
gentle that she does not seem to mind
Ruth’s temper. She knows how much
Ruth. has had to try it, and how sad she
often feels when she thinks of her poor
boy; and, therefore, she tries to cheer her
as much as she can, and to make things
pleasant to her, that she may not often
dwell upon the past.”

“Oh, mother!” said Katie, “I do not
think I shall be cross to Ruth any more,
now that I know what troubles she has
had. I will try and be as kind to her as
Aunt Martha is. How she must grieve
about her son! Was he lost on the first
voyage ?”
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“We cannot tell, Katie: the vessel was
wrecked in which it was supposed that he
had sailed, but it was possible that he
might have gone in some other, and so
have escaped. And if so, he may still be
alive. Only he has never been heard of
from that day to this; and we think he
must be dead, for if not, he would surely
have written. Ruth, I believe, has given
up all hopes long ago; but the thought of
her poor Edward is as painful to her as
ever it was. She loved him so very much.”

Mrs. Seymour was called away just as
she had finished speaking, to give some
orders in the kitchen; and Katie sat with
her needle between her fingers, thinking
about Ruth, and the loss of her son.

“Poor Ruth!” thought Katie, “TI do not
wonder she frets about him. It must be so
very hard to part with anybody one loves
in that way,—not to know what has become
of them, and never to see them again. If
she had heard where Edward died, and
when, and how, it seems as if it would not

be half so hard’ to bear as it is now. And
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then, to have to, reproach herself, as she
must, with being partly the cause of his
turning out so wild and so unsteady !—oh,
I cannot tell how she endures it!”

Katie shrank from the very idea of it,
it was so distressing. Then she thought
again, “Is Ruth a Christian? If she is
not, she has not any thing which can
really help her in her trials. I wish I
had asked mother. But at all events I
can pray for her, that God would comfort
her and make her more patient and kind-
tempered. When I go to my grandfather’s,
I must do all I can to please and amuse
her. But, oh, dear!” sighed Katie, “how
little I can do! uth is not likely to care
much for me.” At that instant these
favourite lines came into her mind :—

“What if a drop of rain should say,
So small a drop as I
Can ne’er refresh the thirsty plain,
Pll tarry in the sky?”

And she brightened up with the hope
that she might help—in a very little degree
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certainly, but still she might help—to make
Ruth happier. At least, she would not be
annoyed, as she often had been, by her
sharp and unpleasant remarks; and she
would not give her any trouble when she
was there, that she could possibly help.

It strikes me, my reader, that if you
were to make a resolve like Katie’s, and
if you were to study the character of
those around you as she did, your home
would perhaps be a more peaceful dwell-
ing than it is at present. What think you?
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CHAPTER VI.

In the midst of Katie’s quiet musings
about Ruth, there was a ring at the door-
bell, and presently Katie was called into
the passage to speak to Nelly.

“Oh, Nelly,” she said, “I am glad it is
you. Just step into the parlour a minute,
please, while I run and speak to mother.
But how cold you look, Nelly! and how
swelled your hands are! Have you not
any mittens ?”

“Oh, no, miss,” said Nelly, “I never
wear them except on a Sunday, and not
often then; but my hands are used to
the cold.”

Katic drew a chair near the fire, and
made Nelly sit in it, and told her to get
herself warmed by the time she came back.

Nelly enjoyed her seat by the parlour-
fire very much: it was pleasant after a
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 65

long, cold walk; and the rug was so soft ;
but she was almost afraid to set her fect
upon it. Her very old and patched boots
looked rather out of place there; however,
they were quite clean, for she had rubbed
them very carefully on the door-mat as she
entered. It was not often that Nelly sat
in a room like that, and she looked about
her with delight. She admired the carpet,
and the easy-chair, and the vases on the
mantel-shelf, and the basket of wax-flowers ,
in short, she admired all that she saw, even
down to the worsted-worked footstool which
stood beside the table. But, though Nelly
admired, she did not envy. She did not
think, “I wish we had such a room as this.
How hard it is that I am not so well off as
Katie Seymour! Iam sure I have as much
right to be a young lady as she has. Oh,
if mother could only buy such things as
these, how happy we should be!”

No, Nelly’s thoughts were grateful ones
rather than thoughts of discontent. She
thought how kind it was in Katie’s friends,

and in Katie also, to take so much interest
Ge
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in herself and her mother, and to try to
help them through their troubles. “And to
give me a frock, too, just when I wanted
one so very much! How thankful we
ought to be! Mother said she was sure
God would in some way take care of us,
but I did not see how it was to be; and
I think we have got more than mother
even expected. Did we not have a good
fire this morning? And how nice the tea
was |”

Were not these better thoughts than the
first ones would have been? We should
always banish all vain and discontented
wishes as far away as possible, for they
cannot do us any good, and they are sure
to do us much harm.

Then Nelly’s thoughts went back again
to the promised frock. She wondered what
it would be like, whether it would fit her,
and how she should look in it; and she
was just picturing herself walking in it
to church on Sunday, when Katie returned,
bringing the dress with her,—and her mo-
ther also.
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Nelly was indeed delighted with the
frock. It was a dark but lively-looking
plaid, made still warmer by a thick lining,
and trimmed with narrow braid. It was a
good deal worn, of course, but there were
plenty of pieces to mend it with; and it
was even now quite a nice dress for a poor
girl. Nelly was rather shy, and did not
say a great deal; but her few words were
enough to show how pleased she was;
indeed, her looks showed it. It was hard
to say whether Katie or Nelly was most
happy just then. You think Nelly was,
perhaps, because the new frock was hev’s,
not Katie’s; but do you not remember the
words spoken by our Saviour himself, which
say, “It is more blessed to give than to re-
ceive’? So I think, after all, the higher
blessing was Katie's.

The plaid frock was made into a parcel,
with a pair of stockings, and one or two
‘other things; and Nelly ran home with it
in such high glee, that she scarcely noticed
any thing as she went along. Neither did
she feel the cold as keenly as when she
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came, though her thin cotton dress was a
cotton dress still, and her old shawl was
certainly as threadbare as ever; but her
heart was warmer and her spirits happier,
and she thought to herself how rich she
was.

The account of Ruth’s early days and
later history had made a deep impression
upon Katie’s mind, and led to the spending
of part of the money which her grandfather
had given her. You have, perhaps, for-
gotten the money; Katie, I can assure
you, had not. She had often thought of
it since she had it, for it was a welcome
addition to her weekly pocket-money;
and her only difficulty was to know how
to spend it in the best way. Ter first plan
had been to buy Nelly a new frock with
the money, but this want had now been
supplied in another way, and she was
therefore at liberty to dispose of it other-
wise. In thinking over what she should
do with it, she had all at once thought
how nice it would be to give Ruth a little
present of some kind. Cross as Ruth cer-
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 69

tainly sometimes was, she was very kind
in general to Katie, when she came to the
house. Katie was the only girl in the
family ; and she not only bore her mother’s
name, but was also very like what Mrs.
Seymour was at the same age; so that if
anybody was Ruth’s favourite, it was little
Katie. Although there were little dis-
putes between them sometimes, such as
that about Nelly and her mother, Katie
was really attached to the faithful servant,
and would almost as soon have thought
of doing without Aunt Martha as of doing
without Ruth.

Once, when Katie and her mother were
both ill together, Ruth had nursed Katie
with so much care and love, that Katie had
ever thought of it gratefully. Now to all
this was added the knowledge of Ruth's
troubles. So Katie resolved to make Ruth
a New Year’s present. What was it to be?
Why, Katie fixed upon a cap,—an after-
noon cap,—one which Ruth could wear
when she dressed herself after dinner. Ruth
scarcely ever bought herself a cap; she
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wore the same old one, washed and re-
made, day after day. It had a few blue
bows in the border, and seemed as little
likely to wear out as its mistress. She
either could not, or would not, afford any
other; and therefore Katie thought a new
cap would do better than any thing else she
could choose.

She told her mother her desire to buy it
for Ruth, and asked her advice about it.
Mrs. Seymour was pleased with Katie’s
wish to oblige Ruth; she knew better than
her little daughter did how Ruth was
moved by the slightest act of attention and
kindness, and how highly she would value
a gift which was really Katie’s own. She
thought a cap would be the best present
she could make their old servant, and she
offered to' go with Katie and buy it.

There was a shop lately opened in a quiet
little strect, in the window of which Katie
had seen some caps marked fifty cents,
which appeared to her unusually neat. So
they went there. Oh, what a great affair
it was to choose one for Ruth! There was
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one with bright red ribbons, which greatly
took Katie’s fancy; but her mother assured
her that Ruth would not wear it if it were
given to her. Then Katie looked longingly
at another, which had a spray of flowers in
it; but Mrs. Seymour shook her head still
more decidedly at it. At length one with
very narrow dark-violet trimmings and
strings was chosen, because it would match
best with Ruth’s green coburg dress.
Even then Katie ‘hesitated two or three
minutes between one with a bow at the
side, and one with a bow behind; she could
not decide which Ruth would prefer. It is
to be hoped that all the customers were not
so particular as Katie. But the salesman
was very civil, indeed, and offered to send it
home for the ladies. He did not, of course,
understand the pleasure which Katie felt
in carrying her own purchase—wrapped up
in such a small compass that she was afraid
its beauty would be spoiled—through the
streets. It was displayed with much de-
light to her brothers when she got-home;
but boys are poor judges or admirers of net,
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and ribbon, and edging; and they showed
very little interest in Ruth’s grand cap.

‘Why, Katie,” Walter not very politely
remarked, ‘how could you be so silly as to
spend fifty cents in such finery for Ruth?
So cross as she is! It is an absurd waste
of money, Katie.”

“Ts it?” said Katie, merrily; ‘then I
suppose I ought not to waste any more,
Walter. Or else, do you know, I had
thought of buying a piece of braid to make
a new guard for somebody ; but that would
be more wasteful still, would it not?”

“Tf that somebody is I,” said Walter, ‘it
would be the very best thing ‘you could do,
—far better than sending back part of
grandfather’s money to his own house in
the shape of his servant’s cap. Charity
begins at home, Katie.”

But, though Walter spoke thus lightly,
he really thought the more highly of his
little sister for her kindness. Partly to
please Katie, and partly to please Ruth,
whom he respected in spite of his com-
plaints about her temper, he bought a box
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 173
of lozenges, such as Ruth always liked when
she had her winter’s cough.

“Here, Katie,” he said, as he put them
into her hand, “take these for Ruth when
you go.”

“Tt is very kind in you, Walter,” said
Katie, with a gratified look at the little
box.

“Not at all,” said Walter; “Ishould only
have spent the quarter in chestnuts and
oranges, and such things, for myself, if I
had not bought this: so it is only putting
something eatable into Ruth’s mouth in-
stead of my own; that’s all the difference.”

Katie was glad. that her brother had
given up his own enjoyment for once, in
order to promote Ruth’s comfort. She did
not know that her own example had been
the cause of it. We often influence others
either for good or evil without being aware
of it. ’

Ruth could scarcely. believe, when Katie
showed it to her, that the cap was for her.
It must be for-Aunt Martha, she said; it
was a great deal too good for her.

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“Oh, no, Ruth, it isn’t,” said Katie, as
it was tried on. “It’s the very thing for
you; you cannot think how exactly it suits
you: you look so nice in it.”

And so she did, for it was very becoming
to her; besides, her features wore such a
pleasant expression just then. For Ruth
was very much pleased with her present,
and doubly so because it was Katie’s. And
there was the box of lozenges, too, from
Walter. How kind in him to think of her
cough! It was so unlike a careless school-
boy. Altogether, Ruth was agreeably sur-
prised; and it was remarked that she did
not speak a hasty or cross word all the rest
of that day.
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CHAPTER VII.

THERE was a snug and well-furnished
little parlour on the south side of the
house, into which a few faint rays of sun-
shine -entered one chilly winter’s morning.
There was a blazing fire in the grate, the
light of which flickered cheerfully on the
polished sides. It was well to have such a
bright scene in-doors, for out of doors it
was all dull and cheerless. The air was
keen, the sky was clouded, the ground was
slippery; and the people shivered as they
hurried through the streets, though they
were wrapped up in shawls and furs, great-
coats and comfortables.

Oh, it was a nice, cosy little parlour.
Its tight windows and close-fitting door
kept such unwelcome visitors as cold and
frost outside. If you could have peeped
in, you would have said that it was one of
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the most delightful little parlours in the
town; and you would also have thought
that the only occupant of that little par-
lour was not much more comfortable-look-
ing than the weather out of doors. And
who was that? Why, a little girl, very
pale and ill, who sat on a low stool by the
fireside, and leaned her head upon a cushion
placed in a chair close beside her. Her
head ached, and she felt tired and weary,
although it was still early in the morning ;
and as she moved restlessly on her seat,
she sighed every now and then, and there
were the traces of tears on her thin little
cheeks.

Poor child! she wanted a mother to
soothe her restless feelings and to pillow
that aching little head upon her loving
bosom. But she had not any mother to
eare for her and to comfort her. Her
father was very fond of her, but he saw
little of her, except at breakfast-time and
on a Sunday, as he was away all the day
attending to his business; and her sister,
a lively, heedless girl, had not patience
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 177

and love enough to bear with the ways
of the sickly child. She was not unkind
to her little sister; she was even kind to
her after a certain manner; but her own
health was very strong, and she could not
understand the feelings of one who was ill
so much. She got her what she thought
was needful for her; but when she had
provided her with books and playthings,
she wondered why the child was not always
amused with them, and what more she could
want; and she supposed that sickly people
were always dissatisfied: so she did not
trouble herself much about Patty.

Patty! Was that the little girl, then,
for whom Katie was making the doll’s
things? Yes, it was little Patty Cooper
who sat in that snug parlour on that dull
winter’s morning. There she sat, one ten
minutes after another, all by herself ;’ for
Jane, her sister, was busy making tarts in
the kitchen, and was laughing and talking
merrily with the servant. Patty could
hear the sound of their voices up the

stairs, and she thought that it was very
fe
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unkind in them to enjoy themselves when
she was so dull and ill; and the thought
seemed to make her head ache all the
more.
Wearily and sadly Patty raised her face
from the cushion, and wished that the
morning would pass faster away. She did
not know—how should she?—that - some
persons would have given a great deal
if those precious hours could have been
made to move on more slowly. Her droop-
ing little figure, and white cheeks, would
have been a touching sight to any one
who had come in just then; but nobody
did come in, although Patty fancied she
had heard some one in the passage; so,
after waiting a minute or so, she turned
the pillow, and laid down her head again
upon it. Cheer up, little Patty, for you
are not mistaken, after all; there 7s some-
body very near at hand: just look up, and
you will see.

Patty did look up, for the parlour-door
soon opened, and in walked Katie, with
cheeks as red as roses, and eyes as bright
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. ‘79

as sunshine. Such a pleasant, happy little
face she brought in with her! It was
enough to do anybody good to see it; and
I am sure it did Patty good, for she felt
better as soon as she felt Katie’s warm,
kind kiss on her forehead.

“Oh, Katie, I did not expect to see you
such a cold day as this. Were you not
afraid of slipping down ?”

“Oh, no,” said Katie, gayly; ‘“ Alfred
came with me as far as here, so I had
somebody to keep me safely on my feet;
and he will call for me in about an hour,
on his way home. It is not so cold out of
doors as you might think when sitting
here. I am really quite warm with walk-
ing fast. Only feel my hands. I am so
glad I have come this morning, when
you are all alone, and so unwell too. How
I wish I could bear some of your headache
for you, Patty! you must be almost worn
out with it sometimes.”

Katie then shook up the cushion, and
moved the chair to a more convenient
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place, and gently pushed back Patty’s
ruffled hair from her hot forehead.

Not many minutes passed, you may be
sure, before she inquired after the new
doll; and she was rejoiced to hear little
Patty say, in a mournful tone, that al-
though the weather was piercing cold,
the waxen young lady was still as badly
off as ever for needful garments. You
know, young reader—do you not ?—why
Katie could take any pleasure in hearing
of this state of things. With a face that
would not look grave, though she tried
hard to make it,—for the thoughts of
Patty’s surprise curled her lips into a
happy smile,—Katie drew her paper parcel
from under her shawl, and unfolded its con-
tents to the doll’s mistress.

Oh, if you had seen the looks of Patty
as she beheld the nice things, and the joy
with which she received them for her own,
you would not soon have forgotten it. I
am sure Katie did not. Was it not worth
all the self-denying stitches which her tired
little fingers had put into them? The doll
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was brought, and the clothes tried on; they
fitted quite well; and Patty’s praises were
so strong and sincere as to satisfy any
reasonable dressmaker: and Katie was more
than pleased.

Patty was fonder of dolls than even most
little girls are, because very quiet amuse-
ments suited her best; and she had grieved
very much over the sad condition of her
new one, because, of course, she could not
play with it until it had at least a frock
to wear. But now here was a nice set
of things for it, made without any trouble
on her part, and, what was still better,
without her having any thought that they
were about to be made. She almost forgot
her headache in her gladness; and even
when the pain obliged her to think of it,
she bore it much more cheerfully when she
had the doll’s gay clothing to look at.

Well, when the doll had been well ad-
mired and talked about, Katie told Patty
how she had met with Nelly on New-
Year’s morning, and what had happened
to them since. She was sure Patty
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would be glad to hear of the widow and
her little girl; and she thought that it
might perhaps do her good to know some-
thing about other people’s troubles and
trials. And so it did. It drew off Patty’s
attention from herself, and that is generally
good for sick persons; and it led her to
feel more thankful for the greater comforts
which she enjoyed. She was half ashamed
to think how she had murmured that
morning because she had the headache
and was rather dull. Ought she not to
be glad that she was so much better off
than so many poor persons were at this
cold season of the year? Patty’s troubled
mind grew more contented; and Jane was
pleased, when she came into the room to
bring each of the children a newly-baked
apple-tart of her own making, to see
how cheerful and gentle her little sister
had become since she had left her. She
wished—and Patty would certainly have
had the same wish if she had known it
—that Patty could always have Katie
with her.
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But that could not be, for Katie was
soon obliged to go home. Both she and
Patty thought that Alfred must have
walked very fast indeed, for he was so
much earlier than either of them expected.

A few minutes before Alfred came, Katie
showed Patty a new little hymn-book in a
shining blue cover, which she was going
to lend her, because it had some new
hymns in it, and Patty liked hymns so
very much. One of them, especially, Katie
pointed out as being prettier than any
of the others, and as having a very nice
tune to it; and when Patty asked her, she
sang to her in a low, sweet tone the fol-
lowing verses :—

“A giddy lamb one afternoon

Iliad from the fold departed :

The tender shepherd miss’d it soon,
And sought it broken-hearted.

Not all the flock that shared his love
Could from the search delay him;

Nor clouds of midnight darkness move,
Nor fear of suffering stay him.
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‘But night and day he went his way
In sorrow, till he found it;

And when he saw it fainting lie,
He clasp’d his arms around it.
And closely shelter’d in his breast,

From every ill to save it,
He brought it to his home of rest,
And pitied and forgave it.

‘s And so the Saviour will receive

The little ones that fear him,

Their fears remove, their sins forgive,
And draw them gently near him,

Bless while they live, and when they die,
When soul and body sever,

Conduct them to his home on high
To dwell with him forever.”

Do you not think these are very sweet
verses? Patty was delighted with them ;
and after Katie had gone, she read them
over and over until she nearly knew them
by heart. And her heart grew lighter as
she thought of the Good Shepherd who
gathers the lambs with his arms and car-
ries them in his bosom; and she silently
asked him to watch over her and take
care of her. Her restless feelings were
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hushed; and with the last lines on her
lips, and the newly-dressed doll held in
her arms, the little weary one fell asleep.
Had not Katie’s visit helped to make some-
body happier that morning ?
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CHAPTER VIII.

Katiz employed the greater part of her
remaining money in buying some braid for
Walter’s guard. It was the work of spare
minutes to make it; and, as there are al-
ways a good number of such minutes in the
course of a day, it is not surprising that
the guard was finished before her brother
expected it would be. He was glad of it,
for his old one was very shabby; and he
thanked Katie for it, telling her that she
was one of the best little sisters in the
world. Katie thought that such a speech
as this repaid her for the trouble she had
taken. She was very glad to please her
brothers, and to strengthen their affection
for her, because her mother had told her
that it is often greatly in the power of
grown-up sisters to keep their brothers
out of bad company, and to persuade them
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to do what is right; and although Katie
was not grown-up now, she would be some
day, if her life was spared; and she knew
that the influence which she hoped to pos-
sess over her brothers then must be begun
now.

Will sisters who are reading this about
Katie try and act upon it for themselves ?
It made her home a happy one, and it will
do the same for their’s.

One afternoon Katie went to see Aunt
Martha, and to stay to tea with her. She
was sorry to learn from Ruth that her
aunt had been sent for to see a poor woman
who was suddenly taken ill, and that she
would not return for some time.

“Oh, how tiresome!” cried Katie, who
had a little plan for Nelly which she wished
to consult her aunt about. Like many little
folks, she thought more at that moment of
her own wishes than of another's comfort.
Katie was not perfect,—nor are any other
people.

“Yes, and I reckon there is somebody
else of your opinion,” said Ruth, looking
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towards the parlour-door; “ for your grand-
father has just got the newspaper, and there
is nobody here to read it to him; and he is
in such a hurry to hear something there is
in it. His eyes are so bad again,” said Ruth,
in answer to Katie’s look of inquiry, ‘‘that
he cannot see to read it himself, and your
aunt would have offered to read it to
him, only she was forced to go out to
Mrs. Brown’s. Iam sure anybody would
wonder what there could be in a newspaper
to make him so ready to hear about it.”
Just now Katie was inclined, as Aunt
Martha was out, to sit in the kitchen and
have a nice chat with Ruth. But, then,
ought she not to offer. to read to her grand-
father? Katie paused. It was such a tire-
some service. He had not asked her to do
so; he would not know how long she had
been there; he would not know that Ruth
had spoken to her about it. But conscience
would not be satisfied with these excuses ;
and it whispered in her ear the words which
she had read that morning in her daily text-
book: ‘‘Even Christ pleased not himself.”
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There are many persons who do not appear
—if we are to judge by their conduct—to
be aware that there is such a verse as this
in the New Testament; but our Katie had
often thought over it, and tried to practise
the lesson which it teaches. Nor was she
neglectful of it now, for ‘duty’ conquered
“inclination ;” and she ran without further
delay into the parlour, to ask her grand-
father how he was, and to offer to be his
reader.

Mr. Howard at first refused to let Katie
have the trouble of reading to him ;. but his
little grand-daughter would: have: her own
way, and it was seldom that she ever failed
in getting it with him. This time he was
very ready to yield, for he wished to hear
the report of a speech. She read on loudly
and plainly to the end of it, and had just
finished as Aunt Martha returned and
Ruth brought in the tea-things. It cannot
be said that Katie enjoyed her tea any the
less because of the kind aid which she had

rendered her grandfather. There is a joy
Be
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that arises from well-doing which only those
can know who have felt it.

Katie waited patiently until all Mrs.
Brown’s trouble had been described; and
then she spoke about her own little plan
for Nelly.

“Oh, aunt,” she said, ‘‘ Nelly reads very
badly, and she does not at all know how to
write. It is such a pity, is it not? But
her mother has been so poor and had such
bad health for several years, that she has
not been able to teach her much herself,
nor yet to pay for her schooling. Nelly
very much wants to learn more now, and
Mrs. Turner wishes it as much as Nelly,
only she cannot tell how to spare her to go
to school, because she is so useful in helping
with the needlework. But we have settled
it nicely now, aunt. Walter says there is
a very good evening school for girls, not
far from Primrose Gardens, where the charge
is only six cents a week; so Nelly could go
to that, because her mother might manage
to do without her for two hours in the even-
ing. Mother thinks the plan is a very-good
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one; but she said I was to ask you what
you think of it.”

“Why, Katie, I quite agree with your
mother. I certainly think that Nelly ought
to learn to write, for it may be of great ser-
vice to her in getting her living. But the
six cents, Katie—they cannot afford to pay
even that.”

“Oh, no, aunt, I know they cannot; but
Iam to give that; at least I am to give
four out of my pocket-money, and mother
has promised me two more. And Walter
and Alfred have each given me twelve cents,
to buy her a copy-book and a reading-book :
was it not good in them?”

“Yes, Katie, and I think I must be al-
lowed to lend a helping hand also. I will
give two cents as well as mother, and then
we shall all three share alike in providing
for Nelly’s schooling.”

“Oh, aunt, but I did not mean you to do
that; indeed I did not.”

“No, Katie; but Ishall be glad to givea
trifle. And you have plenty of other ways,
I know, in which to dispose of your pocket-
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money. But have youasked Nelly whether
she would like to go to the evening school ?”

“No, aunt, I have not seen her since it
was settled, but I am almost sure of it.”

“Well, I am going as far as Primrose
Gardens to-morrow, Katie; and if your
mother does not want you, you could walk
with me; and then we would call at Mrs.
Turner’s and talk to her about it.”

So Katie went with her aunt to Mrs.
Turner’s, and found that their offer to pay
for Nelly’s schooling was thankfully ac-
cepted. Nelly looked quite bright at the
plan, and the more so when she knew that
she was to learn to write. Quiet and hum-
ble as she seemed, and as she really was,
she had a strong desire to improve herself
in every respect; and that is the right spirit
for making progress in any thing.

As Katie and her aunt came down stairs,
they met one of the other lodgers coming
up with a child in her arms. It was the
woman who had opened the door to Katie
and Mr. Howard when they paid their first
visit on New-Year’s morning to Mrs. Tur-
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ner. But she looked much cleaner and
tidier than she did then, although she was
far, very far yet from being such a pattern
of neatness as her up-stairs neighbour.

Her husband had of late got into good
and constant work; and, with a better con-
dition, his wife had felt in better spirits,
and had tried to get into better habits.
Some poor women, when they have long
had to suffer pinching want and distress,
lose their energy, and seem to give up all
in despair. Mrs. Turner’s neighbour was
one of this class. Now that brighter days
had come, she herself looked brighter.
And so did the baby. Its thin little
cheeks were plump and rosy; and its blue
cotton frock was a new one.

Aunt Martha, with her usual kindness
and gentleness, stopped to speak to the
mother, She seemed pleased with the
notice, and as she was just opening her
room-door, she in a civil manner invited
them to go in. They just went inside,
where Aunt Martha spoke a few more
kind words which she thought might be
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useful, and tried to be friends with the
baby; for she knew that a mother’s heart
is often won through her children.

Then Katie in her turn noticed the baby
and talked to it; the little creature lifted
its head, smiled, allowed Katie to touch it,
and in two or three minutes let her take it
in her own arms.

Katie thought that the poor woman's
baby was one of the nicest and best-behaved
babies she had ever seen.
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CHAPTER IX.

Katte was reading aloud to her mother
some very interesting missionary stories.
When she had finished she laid the book on
the table, and, looking up at her mother,
she said, earnestly, “Oh, mother, when I
am grown up, how I should like to be a
missionary !”

“Well, Katie, perhaps you may be. But
we cannot tell any thing about the future,
because we do not know what may be God’s
will about it. The present is all that we
have to do with, Katie. Why should you
not be a missionary at once ?”

“TIow can I, mother ?”

“You can be a missionary at home,
Katie. Your dear brothers, your little
friends and playfellows—every one you
are acquainted with—you can try to lead
them to the Saviour, not so much by your
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words, perhaps, as by your actions. It is
impossible for us to tell how much good
may be done by a lovely, holy example.
A thoughtless nobleman, who once visited
a pious clergyman, was so struck with the
beauty of his character, that he said, ‘If I
stay here any longer, I shall become a
Christian in spite of myself.’ And then,
Katie, if we are striving, by being like
Jesus, to let our light shine before men,
we shall sometimes find ways and times of
speaking about him to others. And he
will give us courage and fitness to do so,
if we ask him.”

The conversation was here interrupted
by the boys coming in from school; but
Katie thought it over more than once,
and wished that she could be a little mis-
sionary. She did not wish in vain. The
time was much nearer than she thought
just then.

That afternoon Katie was going with
her mother to Mrs. Turner’s to inquire
whether she could do some work for a
friend of their’s, who wanted it in a great
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 97

hurry. However, when the time came,
Mrs. Seymour was unable to go: so she
sent Katie instead, with Mary, the ser-
vant-girl. This girl had only lately come
to live with them, and did not yet know
her way about by herself.

When they reached Mrs. Turner’s the
street-door was open, so they did not ring
the bell, but went in without seeing any
one. They had got half-way up the stairs
when another door suddenly opened, and a
woman, whom Katio knew as.the baby’s
mother, came out with an old shawl thrown
carelessly around her, but without any
bonnet on. She did not look so tidy as
before, and there was something in her
manner which seemed to say that she had
no heart to care about such things. Her
eye was tearless, but there was a look of
deep sorrow in her face. It was plain that
something had happened since Katie was
there with her aunt.

Katie felt a little alarmed by the woman’s
strange looks, but her natural kindness, as

well as curiosity, made her want to know
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the cause of it; and, gently laying her
hand upon the woman’s arm, she said,
“How are youto-day ? How is the baby?”

Her touch recalled the woman’s atten-
tion—for she was passing them without
apparently seeing them—and a faint gleam
of pleasure for a moment lighted up her
features, but it was gone so quickly that
one could hardly be sure it had been there;
and, catching the sound of the word “baby,”
she started, and exclaimed, ‘Oh, my pre-
cious baby! My precious baby! I have
lost her since you were here, miss. Oh,
what shall I do without her ?”

Katie looked much affected, for the news
was so sad. She asked hurriedly, and in a
low tone, when it had happened, and how;
and learned that the child had died after a
few hours’ illness. ‘ You will come in and
look at her, will you not, miss ?”

Katie rather drew back. She shrank, as
we all do, from the sight of death for the
first time. She wished she could say “ No;”
but the poor mother seemed so desirous that
she should follow her into the room, that
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Katie was afraid she would feel hurt if she
refused. Katie, summoning up all her cou-
rage, went in, with a hushed and reverent
tread. Ah, Katie! the heaviest step will
not disturb that little one from her sweet
sleep. Her body will wake no more until
the last trumpet shall sound.

Katie’s fears vanished as soon as she gazed
on the baby’s face. Its illness had been so
short that its features were not in the least
altered: it lay with closed eyes and calm
brow, just as if it were taking its daily rest
in the cradle. It looked like a child that
had fallen asleep among flowers, for some
snowdrops and crocuses were scattered over
its white dress, and its waxen paleness and
perfect stillness alone reminded one that life
was no longer there.

The baby’s mother had been so stunned
by the violent shock of her child’s death,
that she might have scemed at times, to a
careless observer, almost unaffected by the
mournful event. She went about her daily
duties as usual, asked for no help, and
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would not accept of any. Her grief was
too deep for words or tears.

Her lip quivered a little when Katie’s
tears flowed, and her eye glistened for a
moment. Her baby’s fancy for Katie
seemed to be a link between herself and
the young lady. And when Katie, afraid
that she might be adding to another’s grief
by her tears, hastily wiped them away, and,
taking the bereaved mother’s hand in her
own, said, in a tone of childlike tenderness,
“Oh, I am so sorry for you!” the poor
woman’s unnatural coldness was swept
away, and, burying her face in her hands,
she sobbed so long and so violently that
Katie began to be alarmed. She did not
know that this overflow of tears was the
best relief for that mother’s grief.

“Do not cry so; please do not,” she said,
her own eyes filling again as she spoke:
“you must think how happy she is now,
and that will make you feel better. The
Saviour will take such care of her; for,
you know, he gathers the lambs with his
arms, and carries them in his bosom; and
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 101

he says, ‘Suffer the little children to come
unto me, and forbid them not; for of such
is the kingdom of heaven.’”

The poor mother sobbed afresh, and mur-
mured, “ But she was my only child, and
such a sweet baby! It is so hard to part
with her.”

What could Katie say in reply to this?
She could not tell what to say; so she sat
down on a low stool close beside her, and,
taking her little Testament out of her
pocket, she read aloud from the book of
Revelation the glowing description which
it contains of the glorious home of the re-
deemed. And that home was now the
baby’s home. It was a cheering thought ;
and though the poor woman but dimly
understood the meaning of these verses—
ah! can any of us do more?—she was
soothed by their beauty, and a more soft-
ened expression stole over her face.

“Then only think,” said Katie, “of one
day meeting your baby again in that beau-
tiful place. Oh, how pleased she will be to
see you!”

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“ But I am not fit to go there,” said the
woman, quickly: ‘heaven is for good people,
not for such as I.”

Katie was silent for a minute, and then
she repeated, “This is a faithful saying, and
worthy of all acceptation, that Christ Jesus
came into the world to save sinners; of
whom I am chief.” ‘If we believe in the
Saviour,” she added, earnestly, ‘our sins
will be forgiven for his sake, and his Spirit
will make us holy. Then we shall go to
heaven when we die.”

It was soon time for Katie to go; so she
rose up and took a last look at the sleeping
baby, and then bade the poor mother good-
by, promising to come again soon and
bring her mother with her.

She learned from Mrs. Turner that one
or two little articles of mourning would be
very acceptable to the poor woman, who
thought a great deal, like most persons in
her state, of wearing something black for
her baby. Katie knew that her mother
had an old bonnet, trimmed with crape,
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 103

lying by in a box, and she did not doubt
that it would be willingly given for that
purpose.

Mary was waiting for her with a rather
anxious face at the street-door. ‘Oh, Miss
Katie,” she said, ““I,am so glad you are
come! How could you stay so long? Were
you not afraid ?”

“Only just for a minute, Mary. There
was nothing to be afraid of. I wish you
would have come in; the baby looked so
pretty with flowers thrown over it.”

Mary tried to turn the conversation :
“Don’t let us talk any more about it. I
wish we had not gone there to-day.”

Katie looked earnestly at her companion,
and said, “ But, Mary, we ourselves must
die some time or other; and therefore is it
not better to think about it? How can
we be ready without? Besides, if we now
believe in Jesus and love him, it will be
only going home. Will heaven be your
home, Mary ?”

Mary made.no answer, and they walked
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on without speaking again; but the ques-
tion was one which often forced itself into
her thoughts for many days afterwards.
Katie had along story to tell when she
got home. Mrs. Seymour was much in-
terested in it, and felt more sympathy with
the bereaved mother than Katie could, for
she had known what it was to lose more
than one dear baby about the same age.
The bonnet was readily got out, and an old
pair of gloves and some pieces of black
ribbon as well; and Katie went with her
mother that same evening to carry them.
Most thankfully were their gifts received
by the poor woman, for she had very little
money to spend on herself; and not less
welcome to her were the friendly words
which Mrs. Seymour spoke. She watched
them. through the narrow street with a
lightened heart; but if there were any
difference in the grateful looks which fol-
lowed them, the best and the brightest
certainly rested on our little Katie; for
had not she been the first to comfort her
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 105

aching heart by filling it with thoughts of
peace?

When Katie laid her head at night on
her pillow, I wonder whether she thought
that she had been a little home missionary
that day ?
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CHAPTER X.

NELLY got on very nicely with her reau-
ing and writing, and she was not a little
glad when she had finished her first copy-
book and brought it to show “Miss Katie.”
She had improved in other respects, besides
writing, since that New Year’s morning
when Katie first saw her; for there was
a sprightliness in her manner which formed
an agreeable contrast to her former dull
and careworn look. Her mother, too, was
more cheerful than she used to be; for bet-
ter food and less anxiety had lifted a heavy
burden from her spirits; and she often felt
ashamed of the want of trustfulness in God
which she had manifested.

Katie generally went to Mrs. Turner’s
when there was a message to be carried, for
she liked Mrs. Turner, and she liked to
hear her talk; and she knew that the




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widow, to say nothing of Nelly, was always
pleased to see’ her. But Katie did not
know (at least not till long afterwards) that
she was the means of teaching Mrs. Turner
a very useful lesson. What was it? To
be useful to her neighbours. But had Mrs.
Turner never heard of such a duty as that
until she knew Katie? Yes, certainly, for
she read her Bible carefully and constantly ;
but she had been so taken up with her own
wants and troubles, that she had lived quite
to herself, and had seemed to forget that
Christians, al/ Christians, are told to look,
not only on their own things, but also on
the things of others. There was Mrs. Grey,
for instance, the baby’s mother; she lived
in the room directly under that of Mrs.
Turner, and they often passed each other
on the staircase, but, beyond a cold “ good-
morning,” or ‘ good-evening,” Mrs. Turner
had never spoken to her. She knew from
what she had heard that Mrs. Grey was
very thoughtless and ignorant, not only
about the way to heaven, but also about
the way to make her husband’s home a
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happy one, in order to keep him from the
public house; and yet she had not made
any effort to instruct her less favoured
neighbour and to guide her into the paths
of peace. When the child died, she had
indeed gone to express her sorrow for its
mother, and to ask if she could be of any
service; but the first attempt to soothe the
mourner’s grief by thoughts of a loving
Saviour, and of the many mansions in our
Father's house where the baby was now
sheltered, had been Katie’s, not her’s,

Mrs. Turner felt condemned for her past
neglect by Katie’s conduct, and she re-
solved, in God’s strength, that she would
not in future be so neglectful of others and
so wrapped up in self as she had been. So
she made herself Mrs. Grey’s friend in the
best and truest sense of the word. She
helped her to manage better about her
marketings and her cookery, not by roughly
finding fault with her ways, but by gently
hinting at her own contrivances in such
matters; and she persuaded both Mrs. Grey
and her husband to go with her to the
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house of God on a Sunday evening. Thus,
as week after week passed on, their room
became tidier, themselves cleaner and bet-
ter dressed, their cupboard fuller, and their
hearts lighter. There was some hope, too,
that they were together seeking the Sa-
viour.

Would all this have come to pass if our
little home missionary had not striven to
do “what she could” ?

Katie, by trying to do good at home,
did not forget, you may be sure, to care for
the heathen abroad. Besides giving a por-
tion of her own pocket-money to the Mis-
sionary Society, her mother had lately
allowed her to become one of its collectors.
Patty Cooper and her sister Jane, Emily
and Augusta Layton, and some other young
friends, together with Aunt Martha, grand-
father, and Ruth, and a few poor women,
were Katie’s subscribers. She was very
regular and punctual in her weekly calls
for the pennies. Everybody knew just the
time when she would come, and did not

therefore keep her waiting; and if she ever
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failed in her visits, they were sure that
something very particular must have hap-
pened. The poor people were always glad
to see her smiling face appear at their
doors, for Katie was an humble-minded child,
and had always been taught to behave both
to poor and rich with civility and kind-
ness. It is painful to observe how some
young folks, just because their parents
have more money and live in a finer house
than others, give themselves airs of conse-
quence, as if they had a right to be at-
tended to. Such are not sitting at the feet
of Jesus, and learning of him who is meek
and lowly in heart.

Katie’s favourite subscriber was not a
very large nor a very frequent one. It was
old Nurse Martin, who lived in an alms-
house; and all that she could afford to give
was one penny a month. She was a warm-
hearted, pious old woman, and could not
rest satisfied without contributing her mite
to the good cause.

One Monday afternoon Katie might have
been seen walking quickly up to Nurse Mar-
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 111

tin’s dwelling with a brighter face than
usual. The reason was that she was carry-
ing a present in her bag for her. It was
alarge-printed edition of the book of Psalms,
—bought with partof her well-spent money,
—which, from its clear type and light
weight, could be read without difficulty
by a person when lying down; and as
Nurse Martin, being unable to move her-
self, was obliged to keep in bed the greater
part of the day, it would be of great use
to her to have so precious‘a part of God’s
word in a form which she could easily hold
and read.

Katie generally went in the afternoon to
see her. When Katie entered, she was sur-
prised to find old Nurse Martin shivering
with cold, sitting by a fireless grate, and
not a sign of tea-time on the little round
table beside her.

“Why, how is this, nurse?” she cried;
“no fire, and no tea! Has nobody been in
since you had your dinner ?”

“No, miss, not a creature. I cannot
think what has become of my daughter
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Margaret; she is always so regular. I am
sadly afraid something must have hap-
pened ;” and she trembled as she spoke,
partly with cold, and partly with fear.

“Do not trouble yourself about it,” said
Katie, cheeringly; “I dare say it is all
right. She has been hindered in some
way, and it is later than she thinks it is.
I will run there presently if she does not
come soon, and see what is the reason she
has not been.

“So your fire went out, I suppose, nurse?
And you up, too! It ought to have known
better this cold day. But if you will tell
me where the wood is kept, I will soon
light it again for you.”

The old woman stoutly refused this
offer; but Katie set to work to kindle the
fire. And there was soon a cheerful blaze
in the, small grate, and the little tin tea-
kettle soon began to sing. And Katie,
with her bonnet and shawl thrown aside,
brought the black teapot and cracked cup
and saucer out of the cupboard; and when
the kettle boiled, she put two spoonfuls of
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the tea which she had brought with her
into the teapot, because she said it would
be nicer and fresher than what was in
the house, and Nurse Martin must have
a good cup of tea to warm her and brighten
her up.

Poor and aged women are generally very
fond of tea. The old almshouse-woman cer-
tainly relished her’s, and “ brightened up,”
as Katie said, directly after she had drunk
one cupful of it. Then there was a little
home-made loaf, and a pat of fresh butter,
which came forth out of Katie’s bag, and
some of which Nurse Martin very much
enjoyed. Oh, how pleased she was, and
what a hearty meal she made! Katie had
great delight in pouring out the tea, and
cutting the bread and butter, and waiting
upon the old woman. She felt herself quite
an important little personage that after-
noon; and if her brother Walter could have
seen her, he would have called her, as he
sometimes did, ‘‘ Miss Bustle-about.”

Once when his sister was confined tio the

house with a cold, Walter had offered to
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collect her money for her—he was a kind,
generous-hearted boy, only rather odd some-
times in his way of doing things ;—but he
came back with a very long face, declaring
that he did not think he would undertake
such a job for Katie again, unless he were
handsomely paid for it; for everybody seemed
so disappointed when they saw him, as if he
were not as well worth looking at as Katie;
and he was so beset with inquiries after
“Miss Katie” that he was thankful to get
home again.

Was it not rather strange that after
these complaints, Walter agreed the very
next week to become himself a collector ?
But when somebody expressed surprise at
this, he shrugged his shoulders, and said
that he was persuaded into it by Katie.

But to return to old Nurse Martin.
While she was finishing her tea, Katie put
on her things again, and went to the daugh-
ter’s to ascertain the cause of her absence.
She met her just coming out of the door on
her way to her mother’s. Margaret had
been in sad trouble. One of the neigh-
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bours’ children had brought home a report
that her eldest girl had been run over by a
wagon, was very much hurt, and had been
taken to the hospital. It turned out after-
wards to be a mistake: some girl had been
nearly run over, and that was all. Her
daughter came home quite safe.

It did not signify now that Margaret
had forgotten her mother, for Katie had
supplied her place; and she was surprised
when she arrived at the almshouse to see
how well her mother had been attended to.

The business of the fire and the tea-
making had put out of sight the new
psalm-book. It was now brought forward
and given to the old woman, who held up
her hands with delight, while a look of joy
passed over her features as she took it in
her hands and put on her glasses to ex-
amine it. It would indeed be a treasure
to her, she said: she should not know how
to value it enough. Why, she thought she
should be able to read it without her spec-
tacles. She tried a verse, the first one she
came to. It was this :—“ Blessed is he that
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considereth the poor; the Lord will deliver
him in time of trouble.” Ps. xli. 1.

“There, my dear young lady,” she said,
with a bright smile, “that promise is for
you. You will find it true some day, for
God’s word never fails.”
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CHAPTER XI.

Husu! Tread softly, and speak only in a
whisper, for there is sickness in the house,
and sorrow in every heart. The blinds are
closely drawn in that darkened room, and
perfect stillness is there.

Hush! She has fallen asleep for a few
minutes, and it is so seldom she sleeps that
they may well fear lest she should be dis-
turbed. Look at her as she lies in that
restless and uneasy slumber. Her face is
deeply flushed, but it is with fever, not
with health; her hands are burning hot,
and her lips are parched and opened.

It is Katie's mother who is. sitting with
troubled brow by the bedside of her dar-
ling child. Katie is ill, very ill indeed. A
severe cold has been attended with fever;
and there is more of fear than of hope in
the hearts of those who love her. She may
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get better, the doctor says; but, oh, what
uncertain comfort that word “may” gives!
Is that all which they have to rest upon in
this hour of trouble? Yes, all: except the
tender compassion and sympathy of their
heavenly Father, who has promised that
when they pass through the waters, he
will be with them; and that if they cast
their burden upon him, he will sustain
them.

For Katie seems dearer to them now than
ever. They hardly knew how closely she
was entwined with their affections until
they were called upon to part with her.
She is so patient and gentle amidst her
sufferings, and so thankful for all the
attention which she receives, that there
is a pleasure in waiting upon her, and
everybody is eager to do all they possibly
can for her. Walter and Alfred, rough
schoolboys as they are, are as gentle and
thoughtful as girls, in all that concerns
their sister; and even the self-willed
Charlie goes about the house on tiptoe,
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS Happy. 119

and spends the only money he has in buy-
ing oranges for Katie.

In other homes besides their own the
tidings of Katie’s illness have produced sad
thoughts. Little Patty Cooper’s eyes are
filled with tears at the idea of losing her;
and she wept very much the other day
because she happened to open the drawer
in which her best doll is kept. She cannot
bear even to look at it now, for it reminds
her so of Katie. There is poor little Nelly,
too: she seems as heart-broken as Patty.
How differently she writes her copies now
that there is so little likelihood of Katie’s
ever looking at them! and how often a tear
falls on the page of her spelling-book! She
comes very often to the house to inquire
after Katie; and you can hardly imagine
how grateful she is when she is allowed to
go up into the bedroom to sit by her for a
little while, and to ring the bell if any
thing is wanted.

The poor people also grieve for Katie,
and nowhere, perhaps, are more fervent
prayers offered up for her recovery than in
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the lowly almshouse of Nurse Martin. Very
precious is the large-printed psalm-book to
the aged Christian, as she thinks that it is
Katie’s last gift to her.

“Blessed are the merciful,” says our Sa-
viour, “for they shall obtain mercy.” This
text is fulfilled now to dear little Katie.
For she who had striven when in health to
make others happy, and to relieve their
wants, is now herself cared for and attended
to by all who can possibly be of any service
to her.

But was Katie aware how very ill she was?
Yes, but she was not alarmed. She was,
perhaps, the most calm and peaceful of any
one in the house. She fondly loved her
relations; yet she was ready to leave them
all, if it should be God’s will to call her to
himself. What gave Katie this calmness ?
Not any thought of any deeds of kindness,
or of her conduct? Ah, no; her trust was
placed simply and entirely on the Saviour
of sinners. She knew that Christ was the
way, the truth and the life, and that it was
only for his sake that she could be forgiven
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 121

and accepted, and saved. She had faith in
him, and she felt happy. She loved him,
and longed to be forever with him.

Would you like to hear from her own

lips what she said? Then we will look in
again, when the shades of night are gathered
over the sky and the busy world i is still.
' Wearied with the fatigues of the day, Mrs.
Seymour had gone to try and get a little
sleep; and Ruth was watching by the bed
of the sick child, who lay with a Bible on
her bed. Ruth was a good nurse. It was
wonderful what became of all her haste
and impatience, for Katie never saw a sign
of them; and, next to her mother and
Aunt Martha, she liked to have Ruth with
her better than any one else.

“T do not think,” said Katie, “TI shall
ever be well again, Ruth. I am worse to-
day than I was yesterday: do you not
think I am?”

Ruth did not wish to think so. ‘‘Oh, no,
Miss Katie, you are less feverish than you
have been; you will soon get better again,

I hope.”
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“ But, Ruth, I heard what the doctor said
to mother, and I believe he thinks it is very
doubtful whether I shall recover. Do not
say it is not true, Ruth, because I know it
is; and, oh! if it. were not for leaving mo-
ther and those I love, I should not feel at
all sorry. Iam not afraid to die, for Jesus
loves me.”

“Ah, Miss Katie, everybody loves you.
You are so good, it is no wonder you are
not afraid.”

“No, Ruth, i am not good; you must
not tell me 50,’

“You were always trying to make others
happy.”

“Qh, Ruth, and if I were, do you really
think that could take away the fear of death?
T should indeed be miserable if I had not
any better hope now. But, sinful as I am,
Ruth, I believe in the Lord Jesus Christ,
and that he has washed me from my sins
in his own most precious blood. It is that
which gives me peace. ‘Though I walk
through the valley of the shadow of death,
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 123

I will fear no evil; for thou art with me;
thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.’”

“T would gladly change places with you,
if I could only feel as you do.”

Katie roused herself again: “Oh, Ruth,
why can you not? Is it not as easy for
you to trust in Christ as it is for me? That
is all you have to do,—all at first, I mean.”

Ruth shook her head. ‘ You have never
trifled with religion as I have. I have
neglected the Saviour all my lifetimes I
have refused to listen to his voice when I
knew it was his voice speaking to me; and
it is too late for me to come to him now:
he: would not receive me.”

“How can you talk so, Ruth? Do you
not remember the parable of the prodigal
son? Suppose, Ruth, that your own boy,
your dear Edward, was yet alive, and that
he was to come back to you half starved
and in rags, but very sorry for the past:
would you not forgive him, and take him
in if you possibly could? I am certain
you would.”

The mother’s heart felt the force of this
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appeal. She faintly answered, ‘“ Yes,” and
a few tears.trickled down her cheeks, partly
from the remembrance of her long-lost son,
and partly from the thought of God’s great
love to sinners.

“Then only think, Ruth, how much more
willing Jesus is to welcome us back if we
will go to him. But we must not stop to
make ourselves better first: the prodigal
son, you know, went just as he was to his
father; and so must we. When we are
forgiven we shall be sure to try, out of love
to Christ, to do all we can to please him;
but we cannot save ourselves, Ruth. Dear
Ruth, do go in faith to Jesus; oh, I wish
you would.”

Katie longed to say more, but she was
not able; and Ruth was alarmed to per-
ceive how faint she was. She then reached
her some cooling drink, and tried to soothe
and quiet her.

At length she ‘succeeded, and Katie
dropped into a troubled sleep. Ruth sat
thoughtfully and tearfully beside her, and
mused over the words which had so lately
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fallen from her lips. Simple words they
were, and childishly spoken, and perhaps,
my reader, you have heard them without
feeling; but Ruth will not forget them,
nor will she put off again, as she had too
often done, the care of her soul. Nor did
she wish to do so at that time; for in the
solemn midnight hour, by the bedside of
that sleeping child, she heard ‘‘a still small
voice,” which sweetly invited her to come
unto Him who bids the weary and the
heavy-laden welcome, and assures them of
rest and peace. Before the morning light
had dawned into that curtained room, Ruth
had made the resolve which so many wan-
derers have made before her, “I will arise
and go to my father, and will say unto him,
Father, I have sinned against heaven, and
before theo, and am no more worthy to be
called thy son.’

Katie awoke wearied. There was the
same sweet peace on her brow, and the
same deep colour in her cheeks; and the
grave old doctor looked graver than usual

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as he felt her rapid pulse. It was plain
that he thought she was worse.

We must now leave her for a short time;
but shall we grieve if dear little Katie, be-
fore she has met with many of the trials
and temptations of life, is called to her
happy home above? Shall we grieve if she
is early taken from the evil to come, to
dwell forever with her kind and loving
Saviour, “in whose presence there is ful-
ness of joy, and at whose right hand there
are pleasures for evermore” ?

No: we will rather say, as those who best
love her say, amidst the bitter anguish of
their hearts, “It is the Lord: let him do
what seemeth him good.”
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CHAPTER XII.

“LiKe as a father pitieth his children,
so the Lord pitieth them that fear him ; for
he knoweth our frame, he remembereth that
we are dust.” Katie’s parents felt, in the
overflowing gladness and gratitude of their
hearts, how true are these words. For God
had pity upon them, and turned their sor-
row into joy, and their weeping into re-
joicing, by giving back their child to their
loving care. Yes, Katie got well again.
Nobody—not even the doctor—expected
she would; but, to their surprise, the fever
left her; and although still very weak, she
slowly recovered.

Oh, what happiness there was in Katie’s
home then! The bright morning had come
after the dark night; the clear, blue, sunny
sky was seen again when the heavy storm
had passed away.
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Katie, though she had been willing to go
to heaven, was not sorry to get better. For
it is natural to us all to wish to live; and
Katie had a great many things which made
life pleasant to her. Besides, she had begun
now to taste the pleasure of doing good, and
of trying to make others happy; and it was
so delightful to be employed in Christ’s
service while she was yet a little girl, that
Katie, upon her return to health, resolved
to live, more than she had ever done, not
unto herself, but unto Him who had died
for her, and had risen again.

So that she was very glad, as well as
others were, when she was able to leave
her bedroom, and to come down-stairs
into the parlour. It was quite an event
the first time. Her father carried her
tenderly in his arms, while her mother
followed; the boys were busy arranging
the sofa and cushions, and drawing the
curtains just so far across the windows as
they thought proper for them to be drawn;
while Mr. Howard and Aunt Martha sat
quietly in the easy-chairs, and looked rather
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than spoke their joy, for they were afraid
of exciting Katie too much.

Dear Katie smiled upon them all, and
felt so happy! “It is a good thing I am
getting well, Aunt Martha,” she said, plea-
santly, as her aunt bent over her and kissed
her, “or else I don’t know what would be-
come of me soon; I am afraid I should be
quite spoiled, for everybody makes so much
of me. I hope I shall not grow selfish.”

“There are not any signs of it at pre-
sent, Katie. Keep your eye fixed upon
Christ; think often of his example; try to
copy it, and there will be but little room
left for selfish feelings and purposes.”

The fine weather which brought back the
roses to the garden brought them back also
to Katie’s pale cheeks; and she began to
look more like herself again. “I think,
Katie,” said her mother, one day, “ that as
goon as you are strong enough, we must
have a little party of your young friends;
for they were all so very kind in inquiring
after ‘you when you were ill; and I am sure
they would be pleased to meet you once
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again, and to see for themselves how much
better you are.” Katie thought her mo-
ther’s plan an excellent one, and was hardly
willing to wait before she sent out the in-
vitations. But the mother was more pru-
dent than her daughter, and said that
Katie must have patience for a week or
two, and then they would see about it.

The day fixed upon came at last, and a
beautiful sunny day it was. Ruth came to
get the tea, and the other good things ready
for the party; there was a good supply of
cakes, and toast, and bread and butter, and
biscuits ; and you would have thought that
they could never be eaten. But there was
not much of them to be seen after tea that
evening.

And there was the supper also to be set
out; and Ruth was very skilful in such
matters. Oh, what heaps there were of
sandwiches and tarts; and what dishes
full of jelly, and fruits of different kinds!
Aunt Martha, with the help of Ruth, had
undertaken to provide all these things.
Ruth was never so happy as when she
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was in the midst of a bustle, and had the
charge of every thing. Besides, there was
no trouble which Ruth would not willingly
have borne for Katie. She was so thank-
ful that Katie was well again.

Nelly, too, was there to help Mary to
wait at table; and very handy and useful
she was. She tripped lightly about, and
was so quick in her movements and so re-
spectful in her manners, that more than
one. of the young visitors who knew her
history said what a nice little servant-
maid she would make. Katie in reply
told them what I will tell you,—that Nelly
was soon going to live with Aunt Martha,
to assist Ruth, and to be trained under her
for a good servant. No wonder Nelly
looked so bright and was so active.

It was a very merry and pleasant little
party that evening in Katie’s home. All
enjoyed themselves, and none more, per-
haps, than little Patty Cooper, who came,
without any headache or heartache, on that
joyful occasion, and brought her grand
waxen doll with her, dressed in Katie’s
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needlework. It was passed from one to
another, and very much admired; and
each young lady in turn was told by its
blushing and happy little owner, “ Katie
made this,” and ‘ Katie made that.”

There were books, and pictures, and toys,
and games, for the amusement of the young
folks; and Walter and Alfred had the use
of a large and splendid magic lantern with
dissolving views, which was the crowning
treat of all, and greatly delighted the party.
The evening closed by Aunt Martha playing
some beautiful tunes on the piano, and by
the general singing of some pretty melodies;
the last of which, a very simple but appa-
rently a very favourite one, ended with the
following chorus :—

“‘We’re marching through Immanuel’s ground,
And soon shall hear the trumpet sound:
Oh, may we then with Jesus reign,
And never, never part again.
What! never part again ?
No, never part again.
Oh, may we then with Jesus reign,
And never, never part again.”
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There are many parting moments on
earth. Katie and her young friends were
obliged that happy evening to separate;
and you and I, dear reader, much as I
have liked talking to you and telling you
my story, must soon say farewell to each
other. But there will be no more part-
ings in heaven. Are you preparing to go
there ?

Katie had exerted herself during the
evening, and was rather tired. As soon
as all the young folks had departed, she
threw herself upon the sofa, saying, “Oh,
mother, what a pleasant evening we have
had! How we have enjoyed ourselves !”

There was no time for any one to reply,
or they would no doubt have all agreed
with Katie; for the next minute Ruth
burst into the room, with her cap pushed
a little on one side in her hurry, and her
eyes red with weeping, crying, ‘Oh,
ma’am, he’s come back! he’s come back!
Oh, Miss Katie, my poor boy!” She
burst into tears, and sat herself down on

the nearest chair, without being asked to
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do so,—a thing she had hardly ever done
in her life before.

Katie quite forgot how tired she had felt,
and sprang from the sofa, as full of life and
power as if she had only just got up. Her
eyes sparkled with delight, and, throwing
her arms round the faithful servant, she
said, ‘Oh, Ruth, I’m so glad! you cannot
think how glad I am. But is it really
true, Ruth? Do tell us all about it.”
And the eager Katie listened with almost
breathless attention to the brief and hur-
ried account which Ruth gave them.

It was but little that she herself knew
yet, for she had been toomuch overcome with
joy to ask many questions; and it seemed
at present enough for her to be able to say,
in the touching words of Scripture, “This
my son was dead, and is alive again; he
was lost, and is found.” Luke xy. 24.

Her wayward child had been for years a
wanderer in the wide world. On his first
voyage out he had been shipwrecked, and
was the only one in the vessel. who was
saved. And it was indeed a mercy for
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 135

Edward that he was. not then called into
another world, for he was quite unprepared
for so solemn a change. He was. picked
up just when his life was almost gone, by
a boat sent out from a passing ship, and
tended with care by the crew until he re-
covered; for terror as well as fatigue
brought on a severe illness. They were
sailing to a different country than that for
which he had embarked, but he did not
care where he went; and he continued
with them, and made several voyages in
their company.

After he left them he passed through
many changes and many trials; sometimes
he was prosperous, and at other times in
great distress ; sometimes he had plenty of
money, and at other times he was in want
of bread to cat. Amid these varied scenes
did he never think of his sorrowing mother?
Not often; for he plunged into all kinds of
folly and sin, and thus tried to put from him
every thought of the past. But he could
not always do this; there were moments
when conscience would speak, and would be
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heard; but he did not obey its warning
voice; he was too proud to go back home,
or to write and say that he was sorry for
what he had done. And as years passed
away, he grew more hardened. How was
it, then, that he returned ?

He met with a second shipwreck, which
cast him again upon a strange shore. It
was early on a Sunday morning, and when
the church-bell presently called the con-
gregation to the house of God, Kdward,
having nothing else to do, thought he
would stroll in for a few minutes. He did
so; and the preacher’s words, blessed by
God’s Spirit, powerfully affected him. He
went to his lodging a different man. Itmight
have been said of him, as it was of one of
old, “‘ Behold, he prayeth.” From that day
his affection for his poor mother revived,
and he mourned over his undutiful conduct
towards her. He resolved, like the prodigal,
to go back, and, if she were still alive, to do
all he could to prove his repentance and to
make her happy.

And it was on the evening of Katie’s party
HOW TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY. 137

that he was once more folded in her loving
embrace. Was there ever deeper joy ina
mother’s heart than that which filled Ruth’s?

Hardly had Ruth told the story of his re-
turn, before Katie and her brothers, children-
like, rushed down-stairs to see and to speak
tothelong-lost wanderer. They were pleased
with his frank, sailor-like manner, and would
have liked to talk to him half the night; but
they knew that Ruth would want to have him
as much to herself as she could, and so they
did not stay. They had plenty of time after-
wards to become acquainted with him, for he
settled in their village, and as soon as Nelly
was ready to take Ruth’s place, he had pro-
vided a comfortable home for his mother.

Among the visitors at their neat little
cottage—could Ruth's cottage be any thing
but neat ?—there was not one who was ever
more welcome, or indeed half so welcome, as
‘Miss Katie.”

Farewell to dear, loving-hearted little
Katie: many thanks for the pleasant lessons
which we have learned from these simple
sketches of daily life. We will strive, by

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God’s help, to follow the example set us;
and, with hearts renewed by the Holy
Spirit, and full of love to the Saviour, we
will try more than we have ever yet done
to deny ourselves, and to make others
happy.

Dear young readers, have I said too much
in your name? I hope not. :

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If beautiful and natural thoughts, (such as chi-
dren have,) expressed in beautiful and natural
language, and leading to right views of truth and
duty, are entitled to favour from the reading world,
we may anticipate a wide circulation for this gem
of a book.

The Champney Stories. Ten distinct and beau-
tiful allegories, (originally written by Rey. Wil-
liam Champney, an English clergyman,) beauti-
fully dono up, with an appropriate frontispiece
to each, and a highly ornamental and tasteful
cover. Containing The Debtors, The Glass, The
Race, The Builders, The Fowler, The Poor Pri-
soner, The King’s Palace, The White Dress, The
Shipwreck, The Journey. All done up in a pack-
age, with an ornamental wrapper. Price, $1.00

Little Charley’s Puzzle. 18mo. Price, 12 cents
4

Emma Alston; or, The New Life. 12mo, extra
muslin. Price, 55 cents.

An account of a school-girl who allowed tne or-
dinary trials of life to obtain the mastery over her,
but who was led, by the influence and example of
a Christian brother, to watch and pray, and so to
become an earnest Christian. It should be read by
every school-girl.

The School-Girls in No. 40, 18mo, extra muslin
Price, 25 cents.

A book which will be read with interest by every
boarding-school-girl. It speaks of the lessons to
be learned from the experience which is naturally
met with at such institutions, and shows the neces-
sity of a course of strict integrity and humble re-
liance on God, in’whatever situation of life we may
be found.

The Stain upon the Hand. 18mo, cloth, with
beautiful frontispiece and engraved title-page.
Price, 12 cents.

This little volume is fitted to give a vivid idea of
the nature of sin and the bitterness of its fruits.
The incidents of the narrative are entirely truth-
ful, and are employed with more than ordinary
skill in making a deep and salutary impression upon
the reader’s mind and conscience. Would that such
was the character and tendency of all the books
which fall into the hands of our children and youth!

aOrko Ise pnd Seon Rede roasts Price, 12 cents.
6 pp. 1

iki ingenious fable, teaching very impressively
the care of our heavenly Father for the meanest of
his creatures. One much used to books said that
tne story was so beautifully and naturally told, that
he entirely forgot it was a fable while reading it.
We doubt if the impression it makes will ever be lest.
5

Bessie Gorden’s Lesson. 18.0, cloth, with en-
graved frontispiece and vignette title-page. Price,
12 cents.

This little volume is fitted to correct the very
prevalent habit of waster into which children often
fall. Many a child often throws away what to the
hungry tenants of some. miserable hovel would be
a luxury. We doubt if the impression of Bessie
Gorden’s lesson would be effaced in an ordinary
lifetime.

Fourteen Ways of Studying the Bible. %78
pages, 12mo, cloth, with an original frontispiece.
Price, 40 cents.

A very attractive volume, the character of which
is not to be fully learned from the title. The author
shows uncommon ingenuity in weaving the most
interesting incidents of Bible history into the nar-
rative, and the reader is carried forward from one
illustration to another, scarcely conscious how much
valuahle knowledge he is acquiring by the way.
We are confident this little volume will be popular
with those who prefer wheat to chaff.

The contents are: The Narrative; or, the Bow
and Arrows—Word by Word; or, the Flower Dis-
sected—Separate Clauses; or, the Apple of the
VHye—Parallel Clauses; or, the Longing Mind—
Contrasted Clauses; ory the Renewed Heart—A
Single Verse; or, the Oasis in the Desert—Parallel
Verses; or, the Disappointment and the Promise—
Contrasted Verses; or, the Number of the Stars—
Successive Verses; or, Mark the Connection—
Quoted Verses; or, Prophecy Fulfilled—The Gos-
pel Key; or, the Two Testaments—The Scope; or,
the Two, Parables—The Occasion; or, the Removal
of the Ark—The Analogy of Faith; or, Sin Covered.
6

Hans and his Northern Home. Beautifully illus-
trated with eight elegant wood-cuts. 12mo, extra
muslin. Price, 70 cents.

This volume supplies, in a cheap form, a well-
digested epitome of recent explorations of the
Northern seas and shores. The author, with the
permission of the publishers of Dr. Kane’s work,
has derived thence most of the biographical inci-
dents of the history, while from recent journals of
travels and voyages abundant materials have been
obtained for the illustration of the manners and
custems of the natives, the climate and produc-
tions of the country, the objects of special interest
in natural history, and the moral, intellectual, and
religious condition of the people’ The volume iz
richly illustrated, and will be found not less in-
structive than entertaining.

Nature’s School; or, Lessons from the Gar-
den and the Field. 350 pages. Tlustrated.
Extra muslin. Price, 75 cents.

The author of this attractive volume has suc-
ceeded where it would be no new thing to fail. The
interest of a story is sustained, and a wonderful
amount of pleasing and natural instruction is
gracefully incorporated with it. It is not a child’s
book, and yet it is a book that an intelligent child
would not be likely to leave unread if it were once
begun. It is a suggestive book for parents and
teachers, and we have no fear that it will not be
appreciated by discriminating readers. The topics
are:—The Rain—The Wind—The Nest—Seed-
Time—Blindness —Flowers—Clouds—Names—The
River—The Sabbath—The Rainbow—Grafting—
Charity —The Storm—Dew—The Harvest—Bread
—Falling Leaves—The Prison-House—Moonlighi—
The Sea—The Stars—The Snow-Home.

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'161599' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKLJ' 'sip-files00096.jpg'
031a29a92d712064929664be2ef34071
272de38c5e124d62fe63e45d7963e18e5819694e
'2012-06-28T21:13:57-04:00'
describe
'26441' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKLK' 'sip-files00134.pro'
1c6bead7337d22bbc1f9ddbb2a1ff760
1149c7693fba9cd263b32c3727a69df7a71a47ef
'2012-06-28T21:15:24-04:00'
describe
'181665' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKLL' 'sip-files00076.jpg'
49f82bb86af5f2b84044e1ddeb783e84
8a78b128c64119005ec2741de9e7b43f0956adbb
'2012-06-28T21:20:50-04:00'
describe
'36556' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKLM' 'sip-files00086thm.jpg'
9ce99286ec585ad26b3cf460650cba11
3b30464ee0b6ad9fce4fc7d3356b66b43eb7d4ab
'2012-06-28T21:18:42-04:00'
describe
'211036' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKLN' 'sip-files00014.jp2'
0f23cdd27fab384b675e9129903bfb1a
b7145c605dccbece63e74e328e22c8c8c0626272
'2012-06-28T21:18:08-04:00'
describe
'23673' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKLO' 'sip-files00130thm.jpg'
f1dba4cd61f1c3dd554afb02aedc5882
2994e73d3fcfa7d47ae9cb1a595912e5c841c150
'2012-06-28T21:15:42-04:00'
describe
'211085' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKLP' 'sip-files00074.jp2'
5d3315081ee40f04d6bcfe6dcd9e2234
9da112169a5368d666dc8aaccf7b1e985609067e
'2012-06-28T21:20:31-04:00'
describe
'36660' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKLQ' 'sip-files00018thm.jpg'
845435b55c6d18234b9d89cbb70afdbe
9a9b3f6253252e6eaf6defa766af0e93db03ab9a
'2012-06-28T21:18:12-04:00'
describe
'211110' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKLR' 'sip-files00045.jp2'
4e6bda8caef070838bb8feef00d436c7
30ee223bc043bec523e111029398fc4de889227f
'2012-06-28T21:14:46-04:00'
describe
'220' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKLS' 'sip-files00165.pro'
bb6d69b20b0ee816809b531d11833c3c
44323a821e9585d690b6abd7af64b9c3d15d9d44
'2012-06-28T21:16:37-04:00'
describe
'1711696' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKLT' 'sip-files00153.tif'
736dd03ad66993b15a64d2c77addbfde
85fef10746229c9e741dc0366a078d11ff2c34a8
'2012-06-28T21:19:16-04:00'
describe
'24584' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKLU' 'sip-files00058.pro'
78be9530304134f34aee85c3db2d957d
c2e082ed02a1dc16e5c982e384ef73d494cba570
'2012-06-28T21:16:49-04:00'
describe
'211065' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKLV' 'sip-files00081.jp2'
70b43ce9a2aac16778a72a8b220a3861
104e76568d8b5290bdb878220c317468897f0136
'2012-06-28T21:18:46-04:00'
describe
'173032' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKLW' 'sip-files00097.jpg'
01449b866456fd4dc375ffcfe046ed23
e0deeed04460415e7b163b36ef0ad7ee87d34912
'2012-06-28T21:14:06-04:00'
describe
'185024' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKLX' 'sip-files00034.jpg'
a84b236fe9f9fc5c764c707efb7e27de
81943d21cbae19ed8f51f1357872b0d1e37afd0d
'2012-06-28T21:14:05-04:00'
describe
'178994' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKLY' 'sip-files00002.jpg'
9da3392fb7c54dc40d0d7939c1092d08
1b3e526712f29de66d73ac5401ad20bc01a7ae83
'2012-06-28T21:17:59-04:00'
describe
'266465' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKLZ' 'sip-files00163.jp2'
828ce1c3c046576acf69b7065858bba7
17ce215d150f3520b66e20a4be95ab58c2b10947
'2012-06-28T21:18:40-04:00'
describe
'35725' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMA' 'sip-files00076thm.jpg'
020374f43b6a6f5c4928e8049eb93aa9
34c04d86ede55bc7ed8a9724f9ef208f769b8796
'2012-06-28T21:13:47-04:00'
describe
'211079' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMB' 'sip-files00013.jp2'
6ca8ce91e411cf7786855bedca6816f5
da86a1d486145ba31cdb51fc105c2b25f5b563f9
'2012-06-28T21:15:13-04:00'
describe
'1016' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMC' 'sip-files00097.txt'
93f7e8cb506aa471072bc024022625d7
ba761c9964608560af012d91a91e3cf5e9177ef6
'2012-06-28T21:16:19-04:00'
describe
'36300' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMD' 'sip-files00121thm.jpg'
089d8706f4ba33365f0fdf499bb70061
8254f24b7a3e33512429d312285f694019732fb0
describe
'211039' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKME' 'sip-files00089.jp2'
3331e187959138c23906b1a607abdf36
40710b07d0073e28f96421c3298fb7c0dcb4d965
'2012-06-28T21:15:36-04:00'
describe
'1637' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMF' 'sip-files00154.txt'
1d6f65483c9e96a910ff35eead9a36de
ebaefe1fec7adfc38f319224bc51b3ae2523ab35
'2012-06-28T21:20:08-04:00'
describe
'181286' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMG' 'sip-files00027.jpg'
feee6f1b672f0078bd39b5937eba57d6
65ee40196ad88a7c0b8a48532ff652702dac113a
'2012-06-28T21:18:33-04:00'
describe
'1711500' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMH' 'sip-files00064.tif'
dee71f8dc14f51534b213dce0fe2a6f0
bb32bd14a07e6482f30750f33586b4e484a538a6
'2012-06-28T21:21:05-04:00'
describe
'36875' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMI' 'sip-files00098thm.jpg'
53888768082171d53c6e03be4f4d57a1
44257b4152dbec47b4f318e8ce8cfa369c597b14
'2012-06-28T21:16:12-04:00'
describe
'61284' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMJ' 'sip-files00011.QC.jpg'
72dab47d86c2e19b6e13c3f09c683792
1ef28c9fa3796aa3192cfe52cccf782c4fd1c5e3
'2012-06-28T21:19:28-04:00'
describe
'75771' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMK' 'sip-files00034.QC.jpg'
a27f3d1853688865b87d1073eeac558c
4d2914f6a7ff8026eb8d0cc88dcad3f547ff684f
'2012-06-28T21:19:22-04:00'
describe
'27395' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKML' 'sip-files00028.pro'
3d9d835e66ac78b0fd18d0c785621166
da1068e508a041875d1aed1b5eba8b386c1b1853
'2012-06-28T21:14:41-04:00'
describe
'1013' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMM' 'sip-files00132.txt'
f8b1b4c6b09d06c835c7804a30f09e03
11770f4adcfb53ac770364f5dc9913481855af0a
'2012-06-28T21:15:56-04:00'
describe
'26480' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMN' 'sip-files00126.pro'
ecaf212eb53e8e0841298867a698eced
e87add5ac3ecfc91589bf7c826d61e92a48b6870
describe
'1711908' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMO' 'sip-files00026.tif'
2bcb0d05029d226e288e06648c0b91e7
478cabf590e399683da70004d2e4cc32bda018e3
'2012-06-28T21:20:54-04:00'
describe
'1028' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMP' 'sip-files00018.txt'
36cf6a3bc7c81a484e93d62391b9c855
a98e8df71b7ca8df13f63f766efb6abe107de35c
'2012-06-28T21:15:38-04:00'
describe
'185317' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMQ' 'sip-files00143.jpg'
d68fcb77dc081076c499641f5b5b78f1
6fb9a76d11780382db19d88151f5c3251dfddedc
'2012-06-28T21:20:42-04:00'
describe
'28200' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMR' 'sip-files00075.pro'
c83dd97b99cb13d4d72814e870ff691f
52f100054b3b2921b885a8e640bc3d04fab2ebec
describe
'75315' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMS' 'sip-files00062.jpg'
c7aaa01f26d2ff139a06bdfb035780d7
24ac1c81707f413d2f19377583671eda15066011
'2012-06-28T21:14:42-04:00'
describe
'1098' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMT' 'sip-files00142.txt'
c1620ca22f138c4daa10a2afc395894d
0eb3a6bbad38ea642236b36ef7ff11359ff9dbac
'2012-06-28T21:21:24-04:00'
describe
'148527' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMU' 'sip-files00105.jpg'
1b4493a1ed92909d91f1086d091b9c51
c4f8bc934ac5c5938837a97690b4b26837c8aecb
'2012-06-28T21:16:35-04:00'
describe
'211016' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMV' 'sip-files00128.jp2'
0d1ff20403d46083d88e5f0fc9515181
01515cd8d941be10d5a85eb35aa9d1c620921220
'2012-06-28T21:20:28-04:00'
describe
'1712080' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMW' 'sip-files00020.tif'
31ad5cbd7e5ce88d906649d3e05c7113
61ca1d195bc2b750d0eaec1c95092cd19c1f09dd
'2012-06-28T21:19:43-04:00'
describe
'76734' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMX' 'sip-files00143.QC.jpg'
6a3b9bb4cc0ddbd8aa55eb0f77ce65cd
8863dc7e396a7c9839d9bca5c42e5e6a103b58b1
'2012-06-28T21:20:44-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMY' 'sip-files00068.jp2'
0a510e2deb331f4dbb1cce540adda5cd
734534e1f790964d8eaa0565ffeb0935785d268b
'2012-06-28T21:18:20-04:00'
describe
'5038' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKMZ' 'sip-files00009.pro'
afa152feaa6ea1cae018afccbd55018f
3cf086392ce12864ab6e1472a95eca45f856619f
'2012-06-28T21:14:26-04:00'
describe
'211076' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNA' 'sip-files00042.jp2'
f38aee0b90ce809b113ba5870548585a
28ca05d2862471667c145df651508944d69436d1
'2012-06-28T21:21:20-04:00'
describe
'143123' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNB' 'sip-files00130.jp2'
da7a8e6494c324026eae782139744572
a7dd7c9250b041e84af82bcabb4b0102e818fe3c
'2012-06-28T21:16:45-04:00'
describe
'69021' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNC' 'sip-files00116.QC.jpg'
06827db59753c46eaa4b011ba55ebf35
a3403b3073d11529f80c3b6781c900d33af9d251
'2012-06-28T21:13:44-04:00'
describe
'211087' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKND' 'sip-files00121.jp2'
f5fd0bf673c6194f026d0eb3d97a5bcd
2a2f9b0f069f8b93e2f31f7ebce65e064f2c0509
'2012-06-28T21:18:07-04:00'
describe
'211040' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNE' 'sip-files00051.jp2'
e86c9e1778550b0757a0621de5801a03
07805672b9e293c1e6074906583b15eb576b3df4
'2012-06-28T21:14:52-04:00'
describe
'36093' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNF' 'sip-files00038thm.jpg'
3e46f078e4c9d9e04d5f7b5f9f17c906
707ef178d08f2306920e0e1985fcf1de044694f4
'2012-06-28T21:20:49-04:00'
describe
'1064' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNG' 'sip-files00051.txt'
24a4feca960dbed1fc75e4d6db49b50a
349e0db77990b795101149c4fb5631cf433c1f9b
'2012-06-28T21:15:48-04:00'
describe
'1711704' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNH' 'sip-files00028.tif'
5a6f0ded94751a576ae3e9f0a10519fe
a1a89a055ae089304d524338ba0ee7fe53df4740
'2012-06-28T21:20:34-04:00'
describe
'211052' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNI' 'sip-files00064.jp2'
76b84a8bf1a965bba1160cbae9213431
8db0d071a74d7f8749e8733cf8b0bdcaddff9fb5
'2012-06-28T21:19:50-04:00'
describe
'191942' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNJ' 'sip-files00030.jpg'
fb4923c7e9cd1d71054baaab5f056f6c
2820ecf25d50d8764ec9afba526264dfd9f9a9c9
'2012-06-28T21:15:57-04:00'
describe
'1105' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNK' 'sip-files00040.txt'
e6e5cb2eaddb6a16c2abd64eba0c9f50
e39ec20f39f69a79fe586de0f52345a1d7149665
describe
'80036' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNL' 'sip-files00102.QC.jpg'
107530c813f285fbcbad989b3ce2f9ce
17100ea8cc24c4b6a75cc125dfc46e5a28a66efa
'2012-06-28T21:21:01-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNM' 'sip-files00143.jp2'
28ee1a2a5c917870a108add2bb9b2062
03a767dfcfb94b355954d950d66387e20227d275
'2012-06-28T21:15:44-04:00'
describe
'1706928' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNN' 'sip-files00056.tif'
a967efedf3c60aaded458dc40afc83e8
87c329bd5951fd69f47034ee739eeed958684105
'2012-06-28T21:15:07-04:00'
describe
'6557384' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNO' 'sip-files00002.tif'
95684ebc6d8e407a2d8adca912479d1f
df09c3016c4331beb7a0ab960545b47aaf537a27
'2012-06-28T21:21:00-04:00'
describe
'1072' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNP' 'sip-files00149.txt'
b3c2be442c2c2f5c03e51bd65d057752
9bc8591ee913a0d8cc0d1648ba258a4adb12aacf
describe
'211094' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNQ' 'sip-files00102.jp2'
d20d507645c76a0e86c19360d6cde139
0d5807c5f0bc578b9f5b91903eae29a5dd043534
'2012-06-28T21:16:13-04:00'
describe
'1050' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNR' 'sip-files00146.txt'
1fd72e4d3074294ca0e51ab132564c7c
b11fcbf098ee42d8e739e0f6a659050df865a5eb
'2012-06-28T21:14:02-04:00'
describe
'1711592' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNS' 'sip-files00143.tif'
01860c1d6b1dbf0c5faa8076979ac5d8
1b0b0f7ca884d384fc73b3da56d338325f1c8441
'2012-06-28T21:20:38-04:00'
describe
'173523' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNT' 'sip-files00055.jpg'
d63f3882dcf10af778c930add2e178e7
58e4082d76e1e58a178130c18a2dcd1a7028b41e
'2012-06-28T21:14:56-04:00'
describe
'180435' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNU' 'sip-files00021.jpg'
f33ed29000cf2b86facfd5eaa50e0029
e9c06d025df2186ca5a9e946d12b2840257844e7
'2012-06-28T21:21:04-04:00'
describe
'184018' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNV' 'sip-files00078.jpg'
df9379c344bdded2468de0f39f012e48
67603bb77ca91eccde9bacc2fa970b695b4bd213
'2012-06-28T21:17:50-04:00'
describe
'35167' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNW' 'sip-files00064thm.jpg'
0792ad808a15643871ffc3b733eb517f
803479ae9b4ada64d1bd43ca1e32f7fe0027b568
'2012-06-28T21:17:15-04:00'
describe
'1711368' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNX' 'sip-files00046.tif'
64cb4bd26d3701a854c94c999e893e3c
4bf9c63b54cc16ba92318cba77dc937845fcfa70
'2012-06-28T21:19:59-04:00'
describe
'1114' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNY' 'sip-files00121.txt'
cee51784b36e0a383c0887e70c5ef7f9
463a5ac52557962c16475d7f25cae773cb59a875
'2012-06-28T21:14:57-04:00'
describe
'210915' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKNZ' 'sip-files00133.jp2'
ba29efdde51eb92e29f3e020fce45b09
52400d7a9041cb42ceffe228239ae8c565dcc5f3
'2012-06-28T21:14:50-04:00'
describe
'192634' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOA' 'sip-files00039.jpg'
84cc3200b920101e503a1ad091b193f5
1dc3a4cf493a10b20a17fa80b3c9347b30105dce
'2012-06-28T21:15:41-04:00'
describe
'1711712' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOB' 'sip-files00138.tif'
7c8af6ec1fb1b5e0eed015bc51386279
eaec2de71f05ed690f20f02da6950739ae888230
'2012-06-28T21:19:40-04:00'
describe
'35546' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOC' 'sip-files00099thm.jpg'
b719c4b142a1e553a442e62546f6e9a2
f2a2ca1045f2051347808393782166d55ef84f72
'2012-06-28T21:16:59-04:00'
describe
'187114' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOD' 'sip-files00015.jpg'
89b94aabcb3db8d225ad7eeb2e2aa14b
6ad10d0ab37e9fa88fcfa09561217df5459de01c
describe
'26293' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOE' 'sip-files00099.pro'
5a6c91eb5ab8619b0c8bf3e7bd5114e5
7ea75b2b66f9b3c2ff6b5212501ceb98b9ce9129
'2012-06-28T21:21:02-04:00'
describe
'1711980' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOF' 'sip-files00018.tif'
829d803c7389c634f99926a24b9ffb01
42f548d0d690146deeb16383ad165b1d21f186f2
describe
'127317' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOG' 'sip-files00095.jp2'
bc4cdea81e821439b168a3b71b52c1d5
c7ff4446cf0cbf26e78f5648c6725b15aed75282
'2012-06-28T21:19:19-04:00'
describe
'1087' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOH' 'sip-files00108.txt'
137fcaa57ac4929460eed41f59ed968a
9bf81d707291e9d8753b21a1c34a722788d7ba09
'2012-06-28T21:19:42-04:00'
describe
'25426' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOI' 'sip-files00056.QC.jpg'
f808e490390570f5f9e135d41f36ffe3
493bb548f5fb6d48f3d5f110326a0ba6fca5e572
'2012-06-28T21:17:53-04:00'
describe
'35985' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOJ' 'sip-files00060thm.jpg'
176bbc374940a29c6b494e08e97af165
5ec70652db5dd1d1f78651c8a793fcb205678f41
'2012-06-28T21:18:34-04:00'
describe
'34002' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOK' 'sip-files00095.QC.jpg'
361ca95c310ebbadcb06f486fccd4d1f
867de343f670ebd6ff2670480fc83142013078e3
'2012-06-28T21:17:22-04:00'
describe
'35495' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOL' 'sip-files00061thm.jpg'
9aec3da7180462d072b58186277508f5
748f773988089f5d90b06bc90f15fbfab2add07e
'2012-06-28T21:20:09-04:00'
describe
'31671' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOM' 'sip-files00153.pro'
275c496d43aabc2a03a4f3d653dcc03c
2dc016bed5d47e50597aa0e5cd67432f154c4456
'2012-06-28T21:18:00-04:00'
describe
'72' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKON' 'sip-filesprocessing.instr'
187f1814981dd328915e8f0122f6a4c4
7fc14c4065ef1bac2d70adce692983ade9af901d
'2012-06-28T21:15:58-04:00'
describe
'76431' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOO' 'sip-files00147.QC.jpg'
d647b5d64b10614240f5dde9166b70ba
98118c410d0770a22d188e19a1f3ac80eeda18bf
'2012-06-28T21:20:55-04:00'
describe
'24838' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOP' 'sip-files00010.jp2'
d091d10f9279dd631b4b3a8148db3021
f2eb1592a4b4c600a40fb078ba99a6a7f5f54140
'2012-06-28T21:18:14-04:00'
describe
'145' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOQ' 'sip-files00055.txt'
326bef0ebd7a1614ec195cedb211b1cd
3511767ddce99567dcd499fe1a7c6f4f5f1c51e8
'2012-06-28T21:19:41-04:00'
describe
'187214' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOR' 'sip-files00092.jpg'
677f976ec3b4ffc214051bd1d4af9ba4
937042526a1cde6ea73d803b738d61d3a9131ae1
'2012-06-28T21:17:02-04:00'
describe
'1030' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOS' 'sip-files00093.txt'
d174bfa707848a5f75182526f9a2114b
af9b2e26dbac883752b8667c663e4a6d1dad6353
'2012-06-28T21:20:14-04:00'
describe
'182397' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOT' 'sip-files00043.jpg'
676baafe59b4d5b78860b622b111a54f
ac23a53a1b165301b90715c2770ca0678db45467
'2012-06-28T21:19:45-04:00'
describe
'162385' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOU' 'sip-files00036.jpg'
ca60d76415785113ac19e6f22115a78d
3b690f0ea32c3795265cb8652444e6eb0823a888
'2012-06-28T21:21:27-04:00'
describe
'37089' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOV' 'sip-files00050thm.jpg'
b691c8da73330a89fb18d3fb91338f2f
2944b00137ebfb88adc58af16e6fece51f76405a
'2012-06-28T21:20:16-04:00'
describe
'211095' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOW' 'sip-files00035.jp2'
f42ffbf799baaab08ec2921f9f5f607b
09affeb2492d54813e9cad762c59d0c6b751ab38
'2012-06-28T21:13:27-04:00'
describe
'24711' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOX' 'sip-files00027.pro'
0ad8d7a613a36032111823bd509b3653
6a4c166cc2368736b0a2e4151a0b09b531a64ebb
describe
'1711292' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOY' 'sip-files00080.tif'
4eca13dfd328b4b38c8e28e8debf9ac1
68b8e798923b85c597e7cea08185c8605181ebee
'2012-06-28T21:13:50-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKOZ' 'sip-files00149.jp2'
4a077a888f8322a89ccdf0f76b106e25
3f6aa30c90e57aa325d590ccd69201ef335e895c
'2012-06-28T21:15:18-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPA' 'sip-files00155.tif'
ade04d0d74446268dd46eac2c1507ffd
46dffe061e1fb30a32f1bcb07856b3e90de23f77
'2012-06-28T21:13:29-04:00'
describe
'488' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPB' 'sip-files00104.txt'
7ad3100c0e317706c0de6cbaf3e02773
36d5ee1f2c6d7a18f9bc0bd2ffd8fe44be4f2c93
'2012-06-28T21:18:22-04:00'
describe
'211080' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPC' 'sip-files00046.jp2'
7d9f28454b1b8e89cc6a28940c4fd875
23580f6ca07eb86c578bba0cf4c9e9704bde15c0
describe
'25552' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPD' 'sip-files00135.pro'
6aff469d63ef306bfe4868e636cd614e
34ef7a83380ae578273c218fcb34ea98a67117f3
'2012-06-28T21:15:09-04:00'
describe
'210898' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPE' 'sip-files00049.jp2'
c95520b00b5c2cc23006f3bf9570f630
c0f56b0510d2d54d0b974d65e3132031737a21ba
describe
'40251' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPF' 'sip-files00156.pro'
e024a4cdf6d7a52f778df508006eb0ab
38683a5fc1a21f0980a36398f649ec32c661d5c5
describe
'1711844' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPG' 'sip-files00038.tif'
9e352a59f4cc552e056fcb48fc6f8483
6094e38fa580909043cad0d636208bdbbede84a9
'2012-06-28T21:19:55-04:00'
describe
'190046' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPH' 'sip-files00082.jpg'
d37d7635ddde3101b84ef62c2e9e6480
aa2970f1fa5cc4a881a8baff46fdc16b5ef3b04e
'2012-06-28T21:17:26-04:00'
describe
'189647' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPI' 'sip-files00025.jpg'
8081a6d6e2bd22bd355495bc39f984e5
7b6798b3c57a2b1b1a1e5b427d97f8bd6e616d23
'2012-06-28T21:17:43-04:00'
describe
'186116' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPJ' 'sip-files00026.jpg'
376578905d1827460da8f1567112ffb3
3be7691763767934f79622b52ad3eb2ce44ed16d
'2012-06-28T21:17:49-04:00'
describe
'211006' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPK' 'sip-files00078.jp2'
1491a3685322fd5476da154e8c047808
12c159771795969141a70a9ef096ba5b76844bd6
'2012-06-28T21:14:03-04:00'
describe
'25294' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPL' 'sip-files00015.pro'
c4ec988ab1d903a5129f03dd2d428781
c6e2128e237342c9c074968255b6e35af4bd1cac
describe
'36662' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPM' 'sip-files00037thm.jpg'
1746af91b5921eec005407086802de0a
d54fee8f3be954ba9e9137ef24941b77efc0fae6
describe
'58089' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPN' 'sip-files00055.QC.jpg'
795a11d6a361fdea0e7fa1510337e72c
126b398b89994a269b06cb20809b4b404ab7ce46
describe
'211097' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPO' 'sip-files00072.jp2'
51c55b2a8410425f1515c1d913351328
aa2085807bd8455bddd6fc1f7c7cbe44921a9765
'2012-06-28T21:17:40-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPP' 'sip-files00141.jp2'
f2d63e38f7bd09c27b21569247f04042
63f4737a0d5e714d2f1ba7dc06a67088a104176b
'2012-06-28T21:16:23-04:00'
describe
'28069' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPQ' 'sip-files00121.pro'
2de8385dcacc3050cba325463cbc88cd
2188d6c87c3192b84789e01619032fc3750cb6ee
'2012-06-28T21:21:08-04:00'
describe
'79561' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPR' 'sip-files00016.QC.jpg'
ba84cc44cfe7a4eea1b6d6691147c6ac
29c2ed1d2f788084912fe84df2f563337dfc4a17
'2012-06-28T21:14:44-04:00'
describe
'37730' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPS' 'sip-files00062.QC.jpg'
3ddb288460a6675a5646ab9aa15a333e
28b4dbe3215bccf897aaf7d38869212a7951504f
'2012-06-28T21:16:56-04:00'
describe
'35952' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPT' 'sip-files00078thm.jpg'
54efafa7153d2ad7641040395291ba42
83731997ff19abca19a08b2be41900c60e7f0635
'2012-06-28T21:16:43-04:00'
describe
'24773' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPU' 'sip-files00083.pro'
aacc831331cafb5d9bbfced1beb9a24e
5eaa19b51d27ebbece14cdd13da64720a2b20abb
'2012-06-28T21:16:44-04:00'
describe
'36321' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPV' 'sip-files00022thm.jpg'
d34cf766ceb5c22004685e6412985ac1
b7f660a6706cce859ea7abbc1e9b66b50adb16bd
'2012-06-28T21:19:04-04:00'
describe
'346' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPW' 'sip-files00062.txt'
c66ccab93e2e4945821178f8ff2beddf
7986996e16205ca86d769f7ea4d996f42364d93f
describe
'1711776' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPX' 'sip-files00031.tif'
69a4f62f2b7efa48cfca0bdcfe56a0f5
12b939899a6a2e45fd711058d039e5351b93e1b1
'2012-06-28T21:16:28-04:00'
describe
'211084' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPY' 'sip-files00075.jp2'
99cf2695be8b7aa499497039f212b584
d2f0b7bb0d87fa2ad2078c926ef0bc7567ad8ada
describe
'24131' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKPZ' 'sip-files00136.pro'
d5c13a8495539503bd79d601843aa051
de6709ffadb5ea8b881996ae918e56e0af32dfb6
'2012-06-28T21:18:43-04:00'
describe
'734' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKQA' 'sip-files00011.txt'
9ca11d87ba56d3f5dc97dd03fcfec19f
3facea2e2656cea101c29437fbe63e21a83921e3
'2012-06-28T21:18:28-04:00'
describe
'153662' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKQB' 'sip-files00141.jpg'
0551bf781b698aa4a561bb0bf229b9ad
2919806cacb36a1190de8286771a14b168b21bf4
'2012-06-28T21:13:51-04:00'
describe
'211105' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKQC' 'sip-files00058.jp2'
22c362b4fcb02ec57b05495d3a5acfc2
58ca84fc6cff271b9b1d21684ef63d115e7c4f2f
'2012-06-28T21:16:29-04:00'
describe
'76076' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKQD' 'sip-files00081.QC.jpg'
d4edfc15306261fc13a240e77b3f7ffe
67c1e3ec5d8a35e2983bf9b9ab54da59b43491c8
'2012-06-28T21:17:33-04:00'
describe
'211108' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKQE' 'sip-files00100.jp2'
4d98877bcad14484f2f128854ecaa629
e7511dde346d2c6520cf9deef0df4b90cfd9db6a
'2012-06-28T21:18:38-04:00'
describe
'1711308' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKQF' 'sip-files00067.tif'
8accb24593053fcf8e226a2744fae764
c65015f144e72366ee3f4919b287d060cccf1f3e
'2012-06-28T21:15:00-04:00'
describe
'181607' 'info:fdaE20100526_AAAABIfileF20100526_AAAKQG' 'sip-filesUF00015675_00001.mets'
d53b79a391638a3ee7cdc9dbe3492cc8
d83e6733e3feca10b30c154dbdf17c5866264cd0
describe
TargetNamespace.1: Expecting namespace 'http://www.uflib.ufl.edu/digital/metadata/sobekcm/', but the target namespace of the schema document is 'http://digital.uflib.ufl.edu/metadata/sobekcm/'.
'2013-12-10T03:24:50-05:00' 'mixed'
xml resolution
http://www.uflib.ufl.edu/digital/metadata/sobekcm/sobekcm.xsdhttp://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema
BROKEN_LINK http://www.uflib.ufl.edu/digital/metadata/sobekcm/sobekcm.xsd
http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema
WARNING CODE 'Daitss::Anomaly' The element type "div" must be terminated by the matching end-tag "