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IT was at that time of year when leaves begin to
lose their green hue, and are first tinctured with
a brown shade that increases rather than de-
creases their beauty, that Mr. and Mrs. Mortimer
received a letter from a brother of Mrs.Mortimer's,
at Portsmouth, requiring such immediate atten-
tion that it was thought advisable that the
answer should be given in person and not in
writing, and without a day's loss of time. So it
was determined that Mr. and Mrs. Mortimer
should leave their home, even as soon as the


following morning, to visit their brother at Ports-
mouth, and that they then should settle the
business for which they went as quickly as pos-
sible, that their absence from home need not be
prolonged unnecessarily, nor indeed for any
length of time. It did not take long to arrange
this part of the affair, and what packing was
requisite was also done quickly, but the point
which required most attention and thought was,
what was to become of Marten and his young
brother Reuben while their papa and mamma
were away. I have never left them before,"
said their mamma, "and I feel somewhat anxious
about their being left now."
"Anxious, dear. mamma," exclaimed Marten,
who had overheard the remark. "Anxious," he
repeated, why I am a great boy now, and I
shall soon be a man, when I shall have to take
care of myself altogether; and if I cannot take
care of myself for a week, what is to become of


me when I am grown up? Indeed, mamma, I
think you forget how old I am. I was thirteen
on the 21st of April."
Tirteen," lisped little Reuben-" Marten
tirteen-April-Oh, Marten very old mamma-
very, very wise;" and Reuben opened his eyes
quite wide and looked so very earnestly in his
mother's face, that one would have thought he
was trying to read therein what she could mean
about being anxious as to leaving Marten,
-the Marten who appeared so very old and
so very wise to him,-to take care of himself
for a few days without his parents protection.
" Thirteen," repeated Mrs. Mortimer, thirteen
no doubt seems very, aye very old, to you
Reuben, for you are not yet half that age; but I
am more than three times that age," she added,
smiling, and that you know must make me very,
very much wiser than Marten, and now once
again I say I am anxious about leaving you
B 2

without your father or myself, and I should be
more anxious than I am if I did not believe it is
our duty to go at once to Portsmouth; and that
it being right for us to go, I can leave you, my
boys, in God's care, who is the tenderest of
fathers to his children."
But mamma," asked Marten, why do you
fear for me ? Am I not steady, mamma? Do
not I like to do what you and papa tell me to
do ? Am I ever obstinate or rebellious to you ?
Indeed, mamma, I feel quite grieved; I think
it is unjust to mistrust me, mamma, really I do."
"If you feared for yourself, I should have less
fear for you, Marten," replied Mrs. Mortimer,
" for I know well that the heart of man is by
nature prone to sin, and that our thoughts and
desires while we are on earth are like our
natures, full of imperfections. Temptations are
ever before us-they press upon us every
minute, and it is not in our own strength


we can resist or overcome even one of them,
and while this life lasts we are not safe, unless
we acknowledge their powerful influence and
trust in the Divine Spirit alone to be able to
withstand them."
I have not been thought a disobedient boy
till now," said Marten somewhat sulkily. I
think my usual conduct should plead for me."
Every child has temptations, Marten," replied
his mamma, "and every well behaved child,
though not a pious one, resists them: and in
truth these temptations are so numerous, that
one scarcely thinks of them, unless we witness
the conduct of a spoiled baby, as shame prevents
grown up persons giving way to many things.
But I want you to see that in this life we are in
a state of constant trial, and as St. Paul says, if
it were only for this life, a Christian is of all men
most miserable; for added to these outward
temptations, which assail all mankind daily and

hourly, the Christian knows he must resist
inward temptations, which perhaps are known to
none but himself and his God. These tempta-
tions are more pressing than other temptations,
on account of their peculiar nature : for the one,
if indulged in, brings the displeasure or frowns of
the world-the other, as I said before, is perhaps
unknown to all human beings but oneself."
Well, but mamma," said Marten impatiently,
"I do know all this, for you have taught it me
before. It is not like as if I had to learn the
thing now for the first time. I think you are
too severe, mamma, indeed I do; and when you
come back, I believe you will say so. Trust me,
mamma, and do not be anxious about me. I
shall do very well, and I promise to take good
care of Reuben. I will see to his lessons, and
do my own, and he shall sleep with me while
you are away, and I will attend carefully to him
and never leave him, and when I am learning

my Latin, he can be in the room with me, and
we shall do very well together, I promise you.
So trust me, mamma, without anxiety of any sort."
I will trust you," replied Mrs. Mortimer,
smiling kindly, but not with yourself Marten,
for I see clearly you have a lesson to learn, my
boy, and I hope you will learn it shortly, without
much trouble to yourself. You think you are
going to fulfil all your duties in your own
strength, as they ought to be fulfilled. You will
see that you cannot. Could human nature,
unassisted by the Divine nature, have done so,
then what need would there have been for the Son
of God to have taken our form and purified our
nature in himself? By grace alone are we saved,
for there is none good-no, not one; but as God
is holy, we must be holy, ere we can dwell with
' Him, and the work of the Divine Spirit is to
make us pure; and while we are in the flesh, to
uphold us in the right and straight road, till


being made one with God our sanctification is ac-
complished. Now then is our hour of temptation,
Marten-and believe me, my boy, if you attempt
to withstand that temptation in your own
strength, you are like one putting fire to tow,
and expecting it will escape conflagration."
Marten made no reply, for he was tired of the
subject; but after Mrs. Mortimer had left the
room, he said to Reuben-" Well, we shall see
what we shall see, and mamma shall acknow-
ledge I am right after all." So the carriage
came to the door next morning betimes, and
Mr. and Mrs. Mortimer got into it, and Marten
and Reuben stood in the coach drive to hold
the gate open for the carriage to pass through;
and the great dog Nero stood by them very
much excited, not knowing whether to go with
the carriage or to stay with the boys.
Be sure you see Nero has a run every day,
Marten," said Mr. Mortimer, as the carriage

passed through the gate -" that dog wants
plenty of exercise."
"Oh don't fear, papa, I shall not forget
him," replied Marten, running a step or two
after the carriage ," and mamma, I will attend
to your doves-you had forgotten to speak about
them, had you not, mamma? I will remember
them and Nero too, papa, and Reuben also.
Yes, I will attend to all-I shall have plenty of
time for all. Have you anything more you wish
done, papa ?" and Marten was obliged to stop
speaking, as the carriage was now going on
rapidly, and he found he could not talk and
keep up with it at the same time.
No, no, Marten," replied Mr. Mortimer
laughing-"No, no, my boy-you have got more
on your hands now than will suffice you: so off
with you home, and take care that when we
return we do not find the doves flown, Nero lost,
or Reuben with black eye or bruised leg, and
yourself in some unlucky plight, my boy. Now


go home, and God bless and watch over you, my
sons. We hope it will not be long before we
return," and he waved his hand to bid good
bye. Marten had run himself out of breath, so
he was not able to answer his father, and he was
not sorry to stand still an instant or two to
watch the carriage out of sight, and give time
for Reuben to overtake him, for the child could
not keep up with his brother's quick running.
And even now Marten might have read this
ledn, had he been wise enough so to do that
already, he had been led away by temptation to
forget his brother, and that though he had done
so, Nero had been more faithful than himself;
for Nero, though he could have outran Marten,
yet would not forsake the child, but restrained
his impatience that he might keep near the little
one, who ever needed a protector by his side, for
the- child was young, and his mother had perhaps
reared him too delicately.
Reuben had never before been separated from


his mamma, and he was half inclined to cry,
and perhaps fret at her absence; but Marten,
who was a very kind brother, and really loved
the child tenderly, contrived so to divert his
attention that he soon forgot his troubles.
Marten was so bent upon behaving well during
his mamma's and papa's absence and of fulfilling
every duty, that though Reuben wished to stay
out all morning and play, his brother would not
allow it, but persuaded him to go in with him
and say his lessons, as if his mamma had been
at home. But Marten had taken upon him-
self much more than was required of him by his
parents, and it was not without difficulty, even
on the first day, determined as he was upon the
point, that he could fulfil all his intentions, for
Marten had not taken into consideration that if
he thoroughly devoted himself to Reuben, he
could not spend his time in learning his own
lessons, which usually occupied the best hours


of the morning. The doves could be fed whilst
Reuben was by his side-indeed Reuben could
be very useful in this matter, for he had been
accustomed to visit the aviary daily with his
mamma, and the pretty birds knew him and
were not as afraid of him as they were of his big
brother Marten. So Reuben fed the doves him-
self, and stroked their soft feathers, and washed
out their little tin in which the water was put
for them to drink; and he placed the food for
them in its right corner, and he swept out the
floor of the aviary, for he was small enough to
stand upright within it, and he knew how to do
it without frightening the birds. So far all was
well, and all was well too whilst. Reuben was
saying his lessons; but when Marten wanted to
study his Latin exercise, the child was so restless
and troublesome, that it was only by speaking
very decidedly to him-indeed almost crossly-
that Marten could get a moment to himself.


But even then Marten had to shut up his book
somewhat hastily, for Reuben began to cry for
his mamma, who never spoke sharply to him,
and was always ready to attend to the little one
by a kind look or tender word.
Marten was, however, so satisfied with himself
in having accomplished all his plans for the day,
that he did not see how he had given way to
temptation in being cross when provoked; and
as he put Reuben to bed, for he chose to do it
himself, he could not help saying aloud, "I
wish mamma could have followed me unseen all
day: how pleased she would have been with me,
for I have done all I meant to do, even though I
was tempted more than once to leave something
The next morning Marten arose, perhaps not
quite so earnest in his intentions as the day
before, but still there was only a slight disincli-
nation to fulfil all his duties-so slight, indeed,


that he would have been very angry if any one
had spoken to him about it, and hinted at the
truth. In this frame of mind, though most
things were done, some few were slurred over, par-
ticularly the Latin Exercise and Grammar, for
Marten's papa had not set him any task, and
had even said Marten might have a holiday
during his absence; and at any other time the
boy would have been glad of this indulgence,
but now he fancied himself so good, that he
believed he could do everything, and everything
I will do an exercise to-morrow, Reuben,"
said Marten." Papa does not expect any done,
and if I have one for every other day to shew
him, he will be very much pleased, I know."
Reuben, as may be supposed, could not make
a suitable reply to this; for all he understood
about it was, that Marten was going out with
him instead of staying at home to do that


troublesome Latin. So Reuben was pleased and
Marten was thoughtless, and out together they
went and enjoyed themselves not a little, in the
pleasant autumn weather.
Thus hours passed on, and the third day
brought a letter from Mrs. Mortimer, which was
not quite satisfactory, for it said that the business
which took her and her husband from home
could not be easily settled, and they feared they
would be detained a whole fortnight at Ports-
mouth. Mrs. Mortimer, however, was not uneasy
about her boys, for she knew that the servants,
with whom she had left them, were quiet steady
persons, who would not allow them to do what
was wrong without speaking to them; and then
Reuben was such an universal favourite, that she
felt sure no one would be wilfully unkind to
him. But above all, Mrs. Mortimer trusted her
children with Him who "knoweth our frame
and remembereth we are but dust." Psal. ciii. 14.


Mrs. Mortimer had been absent about a
week, and Marten was still in ignorance of the
weakness of human nature, at least as far as he
was himself personally concerned, when one
morning Reuben came running to him in great
0 distress, to say that the doves were missing-his
mamma's own pretty birds that she loved so
much; and Reuben, whose tears were somewhat
too ready, began to cry, for he feared, poor
child, the cat had eaten them, or some other
misfortune equally distressing had befallen them.
"Was the door of the aviary open ?" asked
Marten. Are you sure it was open, Reuben ?
or did you open it yourself ?"
It was open," said Reuben, "wide, wide
open-so wide, Marten ;" and he made his
brother understand that he had gone inside
without stirring it the least little bit.
It was open, you say," replied the elder boy,
"but how could that be? You or some one


have been careless, very careless, Reuben; for it is
certain the birds could not open it for themselves."
Reuben was about to cry again, but Marten
soothed him, for all at once Marten remembered
that the careless-very careless person was none
other than himself; for on the day before, whilst
Reuben was sweeping out the aviary, Marten
had called him hurriedly, and though the child
had once proposed to return, his brother had
kept him by his side for some trifling purpose, and
so they had both forgotten the aviary door was
open. However, the doves were gone, and they
must be reclaimed, if alive, but if dead-what a
sad story would there be for Mrs. Mortimer.
So the books were put by, and the two boys
went out in search of the birds, and Reuben, who
understood their ways, took the precaution to
carry with him the box in which their food was
usually placed. On this occasion there was a
nice piece of cake put into the box, which was


to be crumbled for the doves, and Reuben knew
that they liked cake as well as he did himself,
and more especially the kind of cake which cook
had given him.
Have you ever heard of a person who it is
said once looked for a needle in a pottle of hay ?
for if so, you may picture to yourself the feelings
of Marten when he started to find the ringdoves.
But perhaps you will say, anyhow, the needle
would lie still, unless the man who was searching
for it should shake the straw too roughly, and
throw it out, therefore the space of its conceal-
ment, being a limited space, supposing the pottle
the very largest ever made, there would be a
chance in time of its discovery, but not so the case
of the birds. They had wings to fly with, and miles
of lovely blue sky to fly through, and green
branches to rest on, and harvest fields to alight in,
that is if they were in the land of the living; but,
perhaps, after all, mistress pussy had destroyed


them, and their pretty feathers, perhaps their only
relics left, might be so scattered by the wind, that
already they might be yards and yards separated
from each other. With these sad forebodings
clouding his browo Marten set off with Reuben
on his search, feeling that it was a hopeless one,
and not one word did the boy utter to all Reuben's
lamentations as they crossed the meadow which
was spread in front of their house towards a
little wood, which was the home of many a bird
of the pigeon or dove species, and therefore
Marten thought would be the most likely place
to go first to look after the strayed ones. Think,
then, what must have been his joy as they entered
the second meadow not far from the stile, abso-
lutely to behold the ringdoves, his mamma's own
ringdoves walking upon the grass cooing and
billing, and turning about their soft eyes in this
direction and the other, as if half afraid of the
freedom they had acquired for themselves. As to


Reuben, he was so pleased, that the little foolish
fellow clapped his hands and shouted for joy,
which so alarmed the doves, that they took to
their wings and soared high, but flutteringly in
the air, as if in their fright they did not know
what they ought to do for their own safety.
Marten was very angry with Reuben for his folly
-very angry indeed, and I hardly know what
it was he said; only this I do know, that he took
the box of cake from the child's hand, and bade
him stand at a particular spot-about twenty
yards or so, in a direction farthest from the
wood, and from the stile leading to their home;
" and there," he added, remain till I tell you
you may stir, if you are so stupid as not to know
that clapping your hands and shouting loud will
frighten any birds, particularly timid ones like
doves-tame doves, especially, who have strayed
from their home."
Marten looked so cross, that Reuben did not


even like to cry, for he felt he had been very
silly; so the poor little fellow stood where his
brother had bade him stand, half afraid to breathe,
and quite afraid of moving-lest by any noise he
should again drive away the doves, and Marten
should again be angry. And there we will leave
him to speak of how his brother set himself to
work to reclaim his mother's birds.
I have said before that he had some cake in a
box in his hand, and having tossed off his hat-
lest by any accident it should fall off when he
was stooping forwards, he threw himself upon
the grass his full length, and as he rested on his
right hand; with his left he sprinkled some of
the cake he had with him on the ground, to
attract the. doves near to him, in the hope he
would catch one; and the second, he rightly
guessed, would not then be long out of his power.
Marten relied on the tame habits of the doves,
who had been accustomed not only to eat out of


his brother's hands, but also from his mother's,
and occasionally of late from his own; but it is
a different thing feeding birds in their own
aviary, and when they have escaped half wild to
their native, haunts. And now, whilst the boy
stretched upon the ground, was wholly occupied
in the earnest desire of reclaiming the wanderers,
Reuben's attention after awhile was diverted by
seeing that some one was approaching towards
them from a hill, in a direction farthest from
their home. This person was riding at no slow
pace, and as I said before, as his road led him
down hill, he seemed not to spare his horse;
meeting the wind, as Reuben thought gloriously,
and passing along at a pace, the child considered
more glorious still. When I am a man," the
little fellow said to himself, I will ride so, I will
have a horse, and I will ride very very fast,-yes,
-that I will."
Now it seemed that the rider from the elevated


road could look over the meadows below, and
probably having good eyes, for they certainly
were young and sharp ones, he soon spied out
Marten and Reuben, and as it came out afterwards
that Marten was the person he sought after, he
caused his pony to leap over a small ditch that
was in his way, and then guiding it to a gate he
dismounted and fastened the animal to the post
by its bridle. In leaping the ditch his hat had
fallen off, and making signs to a large New-
foundland dog that had accompanied him, the
noble animal was by him directed to lie down
near the horse and take charge of the hat, whilst
his master stepped lightly along the grass in the
direction where Marten lay extended, so occupied
about the doves as to regard nothing that was
passing round him. The new comer was a youth
of about Marten's own age, the only child of
a gentleman who lived about four miles from
Marten's father, and the most constant companion


that Marten possessed. His name was Edward
Jameson, and he shall himself say the cause of
his present visit. Reuben knew Edward well,
and he recognized him before he had tied his
pony to the gate post, but he had not seen the
fine Newfoundland dog before, and Reuben was so
fond of dogs. The little fellow remembered that
Marten had forbidden him to leave the tree or
to speak, but he could not keep his small feet from
moving up and down restlessly, nor could he
scarce command himself not to call out and tell his
brother of Edward's arrival. But Edward wanted
to see what Marten was doing in the very odd
attitude he had taken, so he crept noiselessly on,
his head turned somewhat sideways to Reuben,
and his hand held up threateningly to the child,
for he saw he had been recognized, and he was
afraid of some hasty word, which would cause
Marten to start up, and then he feared he should
not surprise hip friend. Edward was able to get


quite close to Marten, and even to touch him
before Marten was aware of his presence; and he
stepped up so quietly, that the doves were so
little frightened, that they hardly stopped a
moment from picking up the crumbs.
Why Marten, old fellow, what are you doing
here ?" asked Edward. Whose doves are those,
I say? are they your mother's ? have you let
them loose-Eh ?" Edward spoke softly, but not
so softly that he did not cause Marten to start at
the unexpected sound of his voice; still, as the
birds were at some little distance, and were
accustomed to the human voice, they scarcely
were alarmed, and hardly moved a step or two
away from the crumbs scattered for them, and
Marten recovering himself quickly, said-Oh!
Edward, do help me to catch these doves: they
have escaped from their aviary, and my mother
will te so vexed if they fly away."
"To be sure I will," replied Edward; "but my


boy, who is in the habit of feeding them, for that
person would best know how to batch them I
should say."
My mother feeds them herself chiefly," said
Marten, and Reuben sometimes attends to them
when she is engaged."
Well, set Reuben to decoy them now, for I am
in a hurry and have got something to say to you
as quickly as possible, and it is very important.
Anyhow, the child can watch them whilst you
are attending to me.
So Reuben was called from his station at the'
tree, and Marten gave him directions what he
was to do; and the now little important one lay
down on the grass, as Marten had done before
him; and as might have been expected, the
doves, accustomed to his baby voice and small
figure, soon drew nearer and nearer to him, so
that when the conference was over between the
two elder boys, Reuben was able proudly to shew


not one, but both doves, so wrapped up in his
pinafore, that though they fluttered about a little,
they were quite secure. Come here a step or
two from the child," said Edward, "and don't
think of those troublesome birds just now, but
tell me at once, can you come and pay me a visit
for a couple of days? my cousins William Roscoe
and Jane and Mary are expected at our house
to night on their way to London. You know Wil-
liam Roscoe, Marten, and what a fine fellow he is,
and I have asked my father and mother, and they
have allowed me to get as many young ones toge-
ther as the short time would allow, and we are to
have splendid fun. Won't you come, Marten ?
I promise you a glorious time of it, if you will
but come."
"My father is from home," replied Marten
thoughtfully, "and so is my mother, but I don't
think that matters, Edward: they have never
refused my visiting you, and I do not think they


would now. Indeed, I am sure they would not,
if they were at home, but what am I to do with
Reuben ? I have taken charge of Reuben whilst
mamma is away, and what can I do about him?"
"About Reuben," returned Edward? "can't the
servants take care of him at home ? he will do
very well at home, and be very contented, I know."
But I have undertaken the charge of him,"
said Marten, and I should not like, after what I
have said, to leave him, even for a couple of days.
I must either bring him with me, Edward, or
stay at home with him-indeed, I must."
"Well, then, bring the little fellow," replied
Edward kindly; anything so as you come,
Marten; and remember there will be plenty of
girls invited, for Jane and Mary Roscoe, and
Reuben can surely play with them, and they will
take care of him, no doubt. So bring him, by all
means, if that is the only hindrance; but still, I
say, you would do better to leave him at home


with the servants; however, that's your business,
not mine. I reckon on you to-morrow, about
eleven o'clock-to stay all night, next day, and
the night following, if you like; so good bye, till
then. I have half the country to ride over to
beat up my recruits;" and without waiting
another word from his friend, Edward ran across
the meadow, snatched up his hat from where the
faithful dog was carefully guarding it, sprang
upon his pony, and then once again leaping the
ditch, he cantered off at a pace so rapid, he was
soon lost to Marten's sight.
How pleased was Reuben to shew his brother
that he had caught the doves, and Marten was
also pleased: for any how he need not distress
himself about them, as they were secured, but he
thought it advisable to take them under his own
charge, as he considered he could hold them
firmer than the little one. And now the boys
ran home as quickly as they could, and the


pretty birds were shut up in their aviary, and
Marten hastened to the kitchen to find the house-
maid, who was called nurse, as she had been
Reuben's nurse before she had changed her
occupation in the family, the child no longer
requiring a personal attendant. In the kitchen
Marten learnt that she was gone out into the
garden to gather some herbs for the cook, and
thither he followed her to tell her that his friend
Edward Jameson had been with him, and what
had been the purport of his visit.
"Nurse," said Marten, when he found her,
"I am come to ask you to get mine and
Reuben's things ready to-night, for I am going
to take him with me to spend a couple of days
at Mr. Jameson's; and there will be company
there in the evenings, so we must have our best
things, nurse, and will you be so kind as to see
after the doves, and tell Thomas to loosen Nero's
chain every day, that he may have a good


scamper over the fields, for papa says he should
have plenty of exercise."
Stop, stop, master Marten," replied nurse,
"what is all this about ? your things and master
Reuben's, do you say, are to be got ready for
two day's visit-and the doves fed ? am I to find
them before I feed them, master Marten ?" and
nurse laughed.
They are found, nurse," answered the boy,
" and they are now safe in the aviary, and I
will take care the door shall not be opened again
while mamma is away. I mean to put a padlock
on, nurse, so you see no one can let them out,
as I shall keep the key myself."
"Oh! master Marten, master Marten !" said
nurse, laughing again-" I see, if it depended
upon you, we should all be in a bad way, and so
the poor birds are to be locked up, are they ?
and master Reuben is not to be allowed to go
into the aviary to talk to them, as the little one


loves to do-and all for what ? Give me a steady
ruler, if you please-not such as you, master
Marten-a fine head of a family you will make,
if one may judge of your boasted management
of the doves in the first part of the story, and then
the leaving the aviary door open and finishing with
locking them up and keeping the key yourself.
Well for their happiness-mistress will soon be
at home to attend to them herself; but what
are you going to do with the child, my own
darling? I can't have any tricks played with
him, I tell you."
Tricks, nurse," repeated Marten passion-
ately. "What? do you mean to say I would
play tricks with my own brother? No one loves
Reuben, I am sure, better than I do, unless it is
mamma. What do you mean, nurse ?"
"What do you mean, then, master Marten,
by saying you are going to take the child
amongst strangers, neither me nor his mamma


being with him, and he never accustomed to
strangers-and company in the house too-I
don't half like it-and I know I feel half inclined
to say he shan't go."
And pray under whose charge was he left ?"
asked Marten. "Your's or mine, nurse? I
should like to know."
It was much of a muchness," replied the
good woman. Missis said to you, take care of
your brother; but missis knew I loved the sweet
darling too dearly to require even half a word
on the subject. And supposing he does go with
you, master Marten, who is to put the dear
child to bed at nights? I must insist, indeed I
must, that you see to it yourself. I know how
frightened he will be amongst strangers at bed
"To be sure I will, nurse," said Marten, glad
to see the good woman was so far giving in to
his wishes. "I promise not only to sleep with


him, but to take him to bed myself and stay
with him till he is asleep."
Well, well, master Marten," exclaimed nurse
impatiently-" Well, well, don't undertake too
much and then do nothing; and I must say
again," she continued warming with her subject,
" that the child had better be left at home where
there are plenty to look after him, and not be
carried off to that strange house, away from us
Oh! me go with Marten, nurse, dear nurse!
me go with Marten !" said little Reuben im-
ploringly, for the child had just joined them in
time to hear nurse's last remark. "Oh! Reuben
so like to go with Marten."
You don't know what is best for you, silly
one," replied nurse, "nor who is your truest
friend either, but your little head is bent upon
being a man soon, and you must ever be trying
to do what your brother does. But, master


Marten, how can you play or go about with
master Jameson, and yet attend to this child too?"
Oh! I can take care of Reuben, and yet
have plenty of time for myself, nurse, I am
sure," said Marten.
"That's according," answered nurse, for if
you are always giving your company to this little
one here, and she patted Reuben on the back,
he will keep you smartly to it whenever he is
awake, I promise you. Won't you, my pet?
Are you not a weary little fellow, darling ?" she
added, as she stooped to kiss him, "that is when
you can get folks to be wearied with you."
No, nurse," answered the child stoutly;-
" no-me not weary-me not tired-me don't
want to go to bed."
"Bless your pretty tongue," exclaimed nurse;
" but here, take this parsley to cook, and say it
is the finest double parsley I can find, there's at


As Reuben ran away on his errand, nurse
addressed herself to Marten in a kind motherly
manner, for nurse was not a young woman, and
she was also a pious one. Master Marten,"
she said, I am sure you will be kind to the
little one-you always are-for I must say you
are one of the very best brothers I know, and
that is saying a deal for you-for I believe there
are many good brothers and sisters in the world,
and yet, pardon your old nurse, young master,
when she tells you you are doing wrong, though
I think your intention is good. Look to your
own heart, master Marten, and ask yourself
why are you dragging this poor child after you
to Mr. Jameson's. I was in the room with
Missis when she was speaking to you the day
before she left, and I heard what she said about
temptation, and how we are tempted every hour
in the day. You did not believe her, master
Marten, and you do not believe her now, and you


are going to try temptation to the very utmost,
and you think you will stand it, and I know you
won't, for I remember what my dear lady said,
that no one can resist temptation in their own
strength. This is the reason why I don't like
my baby to go with you, but if you, my dear
young master, will just think over what your
mamma said, and ask for the approval of your
Saviour and the direction of his Holy Spirit in
all things-why then, as I said before, I will
trust my darling with you any where, for I know
that you love him dearly, and would not willingly
hurt a hair of his precious little head."
Nurse," exclaimed Marten indignantly,
" one would imagine I had been very unkind to
Reuben whilst mamma has been away; now I
don't think it is fair, and if I -were to leave my
brother at home and stay out a couple of days
enjoying myself, papa and mamma might both
justly think I had neglected him; No, I have


undertaken the care of him till their return, and
I mean to fulfil my undertaking: and I must
say, unless you have any unkindness to charge
me with, I consider you have no business to
speak to me as you have done." And Marten
walked away with a heart determined to resist
the wise advice of nurse.
And now nurse had nothing for it but to get
the things ready for the boys the next day, for
nurse knew that Marten was always allowed, if
convenient, to go to Mr. Jameson's when invited,
and as the houses were about four miles apart,
she also knew he was in the habit of staying
there all night, if asked so to do. As regards
Reuben, he too had been there once or twice
to stay with his mamma, but nurse considered
very wisely, that it was a very different thing, a
child of the little one's age going from home
with or without his mamma; but still she could
not interfere more than she had done, for


Reuben had certainly been put under his brother's
care. She did, however, try to persuade the little
one that he would be better at home with her,
but any person who knows the ways of children
might easily guess nurse might as well have
spoken to a post as to Reuben, for all the good
she did, for the boy began to cry, and begged so
hard to go with his brother to play with the big
boys at Mr. Jameson's, that she thought it
as well to say no more on the subject.
And now I must pass over some hours till the
time came for John to drive the boys over in the
pony carriage to Mr. Jameson's. Marten could
have walked the four miles very well, or he
could have rode there on his own pony, but
Reuben could not have walked half so far, and
thus it happened, that as John had something to
do he could not leave undone, it was quite twelve
o'clock before the three arrived at Mr. Jameson's
house, and thus it chanced that they were almost


the last comers of the party of children invited
to meet the Roscoes.
It was a lovely day, and as warm as any sum-
mer day, though the autumn was just setting in,
and such a group of young children were at
play on the grass plat, near the house, that the
like Marten nor Reuben had never seen before.
It was such a very pretty sight, that John quite
forgot to give out of the carriage the parcel
nurse had made of the young gentlemen's
clothes; and the consequence was, he had all
the trouble to come back half a mile of the road,
when he suddenly bethought himself of his for-
getfulness. But as to the pretty sight John
saw, I wish I could draw you a picture of it; if
I could, I would, I promise you, and I would
put it in this very page for you to see. Fancy,
then, a beautifully soft velvet lawn, in front of
a large handsome house, upon which lawn the
sun shines warmly but kindly, and the blue sky


looks most pleasingly there and here, broken by
white clouds that relieve the eye without ob-
scuring the light. At the farthest end of the
lawn from the house were some fine trees, under
the shelter of which two girls were playing at
battledore and shuttlecock, and very well they
played too. A little nearer this way, that is
where John and the carriage stood, in the direc-
tion of the house, was a young child seated on
the turf holding a dog, whilst two other children
were trying to make it jump to catch a flower,
one held in her hand. There was also a big boy
on a pony talking to a great girl, who was lying
on the grass; but the prettiest group of girls
were standing or kneeling round a pet lamb which
they were decking with wreaths of flowers. They
none of them wore bonnets nor walking dresses,
and even the boy on the pony was without a
hat. Why they had all agreed to uncover their
heads, I cannot say exactly, but I know they had


been having some joke about it before the young
Mortimers arrived; and the great girl on the
turf had even then got her brother's cap and
had hidden it somewhere, and it was to ask her
about it he had ridden up to her on his pony, as
she rested on the grass.
Oh! they are all girls but one," exclaimed
Marten in a disappointed tone, and I am afraid
I shall not find the boys easily, and I hate
playing with girls."
"As much as we girls dislike playing with
rude boys, master Mortimer," said Jane Roscoe,
advancing forwards and replying to Marten's
speech, which had really been addressed to
John;" but understand we are the fairies of this
lawn-this is our territory, and my aunt Jameson
has bestowed it upon us. We take tribute if
you intrude on our premises, so either be off to
your own mates, or lay down your cap as owning
our sway as ladies and queens of the lawn."


"I am sure I would rather go to your brother,
or Edward, Miss Roscoe," replied Marten, if
you would but tell me where I should find
No doubt near the stables, or at the dog
kennels," she answered pertly, so you had
better go, for I tell you we don't want boys
amongst us; we have had some trouble in rid-
ding ourselves of them just now."
And if they are all like you, I am sure I for
one don't want to stay," thought Marten; and he
took Reuben's hand to seek his friends, where
the young lady had so uncourteously directed
him to find them.
And here, before I would follow Marten to
find his young friends, I would wish to remark
that it is such girls as Jane Roscoe who make
rude boys, and such young women that make
rude men. Boys and men generally take their
manners from the females with whom they asso-


ciate, and when one sees a very rude boy, it
does not speak well for his sisters at home, or at
least for the young ladies with whom he may
happen to be most intimate. As to regular
schoolboys, they are rude, because schoolboys in
general are famed for bad manners, and young
gentlemen seem to like to bring this odium on
schools, fancying rudeness is manliness, when
in reality it is a decided sign of the contrary.
Think of the bravest men that have been known,
that is bravest in their own persons, and I will
venture to say they have been gentle and court-
eous in female society, for they know and feel
they can dare to be so, as their credit for manly
daring is known and acknowledged by every
one. Take one of your rough ones, and I for
one set him down as a mere bully, that hides
his cowardice under blustering words. But I
have wandered somewhat from my point, for I
was saying rude girls make rude boys, as shewn


in the case of Jane Roscoe; and civil girls
make civil boys, as evinced in her sister Mary,
as I am going to relate.
Me want to go to the pretty lamb," said
Reuben, hanging heavily on his brother :-" Me
go to the lamb-me don't like horses."
But you shall see the great big Newfound-
land, Reuben, that you admired so much yester-
day," said his brother. "Should you not like to
see the large black dog ?"
"Reuben wants to go to lamb," replied the
child, and he resolutely stood still. Pretty
lamb, Reuben, go to lamb now."
"You can't go to the lamb, Reuben," said his
brother impatiently, "so you must be content to
go with me to see the large black dog. I am
not going to give up my cap to any one, I
promise you; so come on now, and don't keep
me staying here all day."
But Reuben, as nurse had said, was a weary


little fellow when bent upon any thing, and now
he was bent upon going to play with the lamb,
so he was determined not to move, or if he did
it should only be in the direction of the lawn.
Marten was, however, almost as determined to
go the other way, on account of Jane Roscoe,
and for a moment there seemed a doubt which
boy should carry the day. The elder had the
most strength, and he was inclined to use it, for
Miss Roscoe had offended him, and lifting the
child from the ground he was about to run off
with him in the direction of the stables, when
Reuben, not accustomed to opposition of this
description, set up a loud cry of passion, which
at once drew the attention of all near to himself
and his brother.
There," exclaimed Jane, what are you
teasing the little one so for ? why not let him
have his own way and come amongst us, if he


"Well, go," said Marten angrily, "go, Reuben,
if you like; but I tell you I will not come with
But this was not what Reuben desired, and he
stood at a little distance from his brother look-
ing, I am sorry to say, very naughty and selfish,
for he was really wishing Marten to give up his
own desires to attend to and humour his; and so
now he stood moving neither one way nor another,
his face turned towards the lamb so finely be-
decked with flowers. His cry, however, had
aroused the young girls from their occupation,
and Mary Roscoe, whom one would have supposed
had been really kissing the lamb, so close was her
face to it, when Marten had first seen her; sprang
from her knees, and running across the lawn to
the gravel path, now stooped down to Reuben,
and looking him kindly in the face--" Little
boy," she said, "what did you cry for ? what did
you want ? tell me, little boy, and I will see what


I can do. I am a fairy, little boy. We are all
fairies on that turf, and I will take you with me
to fairy land and shew you some fairy wonders."
Reuben at once and without hesitation put his
hand in hers, saying-" Me go see pretty lamb,
me go with you-me will go."
"Then come along," said Mary, and turning
her head over her shoulder towards Marten, she
added, I will take care of him; so you may go
to Edward and William if you like, and I dare
say you will like it better than playing with girls."
"Oh! thank you, Miss Mary, thank you,"
replied Marten most gratefully to the kind little
girl, thank you, I am so much obliged to
But Marten spoke aloud, and thus drew
Reuben's attention to the fact that he was going
to be left with strangers, and once more he raised
a cry as much of passion as of fear. So Marten,
to soothe him, made a step towards the lawn


with the child, though Mary still held his hand,
giving a private sign to Marten that he might
slip away on the first opportunity.
Your tribute, your tribute," exclaimed Jane
Roscoe: "not one step upon the grass, Master
Mortimer, without giving up your cap as a sign
you own us 'The ladies of the lawn.' Give it
up, I command, or stay where you are."
Will you give it me again in a minute or two,
as I come back," asked Marten?
Ask Frank Farleigh there if he has got his,"
said Jane. You shall have yours when he has
found his, that is if we can hide it as securely."
Then you may get it as you can," retorted
Marten rudely, stepping upon the grass, and on
Jane's springing after him setting off on a race as
fast as he could across the lawn, in utter defiance
of the young girls. A cry was raised instantly,
and all the children left their sports to pursue
the boy, who had thus boldly defied their power;


and lucky was it for him that he was agile and
could twist and turn in his course as rapidly as
a hare. But when there is at least twelve to one
and a clear space, the raced has little chance, and
thus it came about that the boy in self defence
was forced to fly towards the stables as the only
place of safety, having no leisure even to think
that he was leaving his brother amongst strangers,
proving himself unable to withstand temptation,
even during one short hour of his visit. Marten,
too, had raised a war between himself and the
young girls of the party, which was not likely to
be settled peacefully during the time of their stay
at Mrs. Jameson's, and thus he had, to a certain
sense, separated himself either from Reuben or
from the bigger boys, without intending to do so
for the two parties, as might be foreseen by any
experienced eye, were of too different a sort to
get on hourly together, as their tastes and amuse-
ments were utterly at variance.


As my story is intended to shew that tempta-
tions hourly assail us, and that in our own
strength we cannot often resist them, else
wherefore did Our Lord teach his disciples to
pray that they might not be led into temptation,
but because he knew that man of himself never
turns away from the forbidden fruit. I shall not
here speak much of how after a good run hither
and thither, Marten at last found Edward and his
companions in an open field, most of the horses
and dogs from the stables being collected together,
and such a scene of excitement going on that the
boy had no leisure to think of anything that was
not passing before his eye; and therefore, as Reu-
ben did not appear, he, like the rest being unseen,
was forgotten. In excuse for Marten I must say
that 'he first ran to the stables, and there learnt
from a boy whom he found there, that Master
Jameson had had permission that morning from
his papa to have out one or two of the horses


and ponies, on condition that Chambers, the old
coachman, and Rogers, the groom, were present
with the young gentlemen, and that every obe-
dience were paid to their directions, so that
if they saw anything wrong they might enforce
attention to their requests.
As many of the young gentlemen too had ridden
over on their ponies to Mr. Jameson's, there
were a goodly collection of horses assembled to-
gether, and the races that ensued, and the leaping
over low fences that followed, so quickly passed
away the time that when the first bell rang,
announcing that dinner would shortly be served,
Marten was quite astonished to find that it was
nearly three o'clock, and that almost two hours
had passed since he had seen his brother. But
now, as the boys were taking the horses and dogs
to the stables, he hastened towards the house as
fast as he could, for he saw the lawn was tenant-
less, and knowing the way to the room where he


usually slept when at Mrs. Jameson's, he hurried
up the stairs only to find that his things had been
placed there, and that Reuben's little parcel had
been taken elsewhere and was probably where
the child also was, for no Reuben was to be
seen. As Marten could meet with no servant, he
ran along the gallery trying to distinguish
amongst the many voices he heard on all sides
that of his brother's, but in vain, so many were
the sounds that reached his ear, and as he did
not like to open any of the doors, or push those
farther open that were not quite closed, he raised
his voice and called aloud Reuben, Reuben, I
want you-Reuben come to me in the passage-
here I am-come to me Reuben."
To Marten's annoyance, instead of his brother
replying to his call, Jane Roscoe stepped out into
the gallery, exclaiming-" Oh! it is you, is it ?
Whom do you want ? What are you come here
for ? these are the girl's rooms! those are our


bedrooms, and this is our sitting room. Are
you come to make an apology for your rudeness
this morning? If so, I will call the rest out to
hear what you have to say."
"I want my brother, Miss Roscoe," replied
Marten, trying to speak civilly. May I go into
your sitting room, or would you have the good-
ness to tell him to come to me here."
"I shall do no such thing," answered Miss
Jane, you may get him as you can, though I
do not know how you will manage to do that
either; for Mary has taken such a fancy to the
little fellow, that she will not give him up easily."
"Would you tell me if Reuben is content ?"
asked Marten, "for if so I would rather leave
him with Miss Mary."
Just pop your head inside that door," said
the rude girl, and judge for yourself, that is, if
you dare to do so-for your brother is there, and
Mary and a dozen more girls. Do you dare ?


she inquired mockingly, come let me see you
do it, then."
"Dare," repeated Marten indignantly, "and
why should I not dare-I want my brother."
"Do it then," said Jane, "if you are not a
coward, which I strongly suspect you are; and
when was a spirited boy of thirteen so urged on
that had the prudence to know where to stop
with propriety to himself. Marten, choking
with rage, did advance to the door pointed out,
and put his head inside, and there, on beholding
a group of young ladies of all ages, from eight to
fourteen, and no little brother, and finding all
eyes turned upon himself as an impertinent in-
truder, he drew his head back quickly, and was
met with a loud laugh from Jane, which so
annoyed him, that without stopping to think,
he ran off to his own room as fast as he could.
The voice of Mary Roscoe however reached him
as he ran along the gallery, uttering these words:


" I'll take care of Reuben, Master Marten-I'll
take care of Reuben, he is very happy." And
so Marten allowed himself to be content, and as
he knew dinner would shortly be ready, he lost
no more time, but set to dress himself in his best
as quickly as he could. Mr. and Mrs. Jameson
did not dine with the young people, but Mrs.
Jameson came in and walked round the table,
and spoke to most of the young ladies and gentle-
men, and asked after their papas and mammas,
and she said she hoped they would be good
children and enjoy themselves very much, and
in the evening she and Mr. Jameson would come
in to see them at play. She told Jane Roscoe
she expected her and Mary to take care of the
young ladies and see that they had everything
they wanted, and she said much the same to her
son and William Roscoe about the boys.
There was a very long dining table laid out,
and, as might be expected, all the boys got


together at the end where Edward sat, and all
the girls got round Jane Roscoe, for it must be
remembered that hostilities had begun in the
morning between the boys and girls, and Jane
was not the kind of girl to make peace, or desire
to make peace and conduct herself as would be
becoming a young lady. Frank Farleigh, indeed,
crossed the barrier, and once again demanded his
cap from his sister, but he pleaded in vain, and I
do not know how the matter would have been
settled if good-natured Mary Roscoe had not pro-
posed that it should be considered as a forfeit,
and that the cap should be cried with the other
forfeits in the evening games. "And I promise
you it shall be hardly won," cried Jane and
Frank's sister then whispered to her as if tiey
were settling what Frank was to do for it, and
then Jane laughed-her teasing laugh-and if
Frank did give his sister a most cruel schoolboy
pinch, I can't but say she had only herself and


her rude companion to thank for it. "I don't
care," he said, as he joined the boys, "I can
wear that old cap of Edward's, and when I go
home they must give it back to me."
During this time Marten was looking about
for Reuben, and soon he saw that the little
fellow was seated by Mary Roscoe, as happy as
possible, for Mary was a kind-hearted girl, and
loved every thing and every body, and every
body loved her, and now she was taking care
that the child was helped before herself, and
with what he liked, and when she met Marten's
eye, she kissed Reuben very earnestly, and called
him a sweet darling and her own pet, and she
asked the little one if he did not love Mary.
Reuben returned the kiss and looked so smilingly
up at Marten, that his brother could not but be
contented, and having thankedMary most heartily
for her very great kindness, he was only too glad
to get away once more to where the boys were


seated. Poor Marten was not aware, and I do
not exactly see how he should have been aware,
that the easy kindness of Mary Roscoe was but too
likely now to bring his brother into trouble, for
Mary did not like to refuse the little fellow any
thing; and as the child was hungry and more
than ready for the meal, for it was past his usual
dinner hour, I am obliged to confess he ate
greedily of the good things set before him, one
after another without moderation or discern-
ment, pudding following meat, and cheese after
pudding, and fruit after that, till quantity and
diversity were so mingled together, that it was a
wonder the babe endured himself as well as he
did. He was, however, so satisfied and even cloyed,
that towards the end of the time he contented
himself with a taste of this and that, and under
the easy rule of Miss Mary, the remnants of his
desert were transferred to his pockets, to serve to
regale him at some future moment. I have said


that Marten could not have been aware of this
foolish weakness of Mary Roscoe, but Marten was
not free of blame in the affair, for he had started
wrongly as regarded Reuben, and in his self con-
ceit he had placed himself in circumstances
where the temptations that surrounded him were
more than his nature unaided could resist.
Marten would not listen to those who would
have taught him that our blessed Saviour verily
took not on him the nature of angels, but he
took on him the seed of Abraham, wherefore
in all things it behoved him to be made like
unto his brethren, that he might be a merciful
and faithful high priest in things pertaining to
God, to' make reconciliation for the sins of the
people, for in that he himself hath suffered being
tempted, he is able to succour those that are
tempted. Heb. ii. 16, 17, 18. But we shall
soon see from Marten's story a verification of
the words of St. Paul addressed to the children


of God. Wherefore let him that thinketh he
standeth, take heed lest he fall. There hath no
temptation taken you but such as is common to
man; but God is faithful, who will not suffer you
to be tempted above that ye are able; but will,
with the temptation, also make a way to escape
that ye may be able to bear it." I Cor. x. 12, 13.
And now,-to return to Reuben, he had ate and
ate so much, that I am almost ashamed even to
think of it; and silly Mary Roscoe, who should
have put a bridle on his little mouth, never once
thought of doing so, and how should she, for
she had never had one on her own ? till the poor
child felt so uncomfortable that he was half
ready to cry-for, added to the over quantity he
had contrived to swallow, he was very weary, for
he was but a young one, and he had been out in
the air all the morning and undergoing more
active exercise than even he was accustomed to
go through, for he had moved about at the


direction of others, and not by his own voluntary
will. So feeling uneasy, he was just about to
raise a cry, which I believe would have recalled
Marten to a sense of his duty, when the whole
troop of children rose from table to amuse them-
selves as best they liked till six o'clock, when
tea was to be served in a large room for them,
and the evening was to be finished in games of
whatever description they chose, Mr. and Mrs.
Jameson having promised to be present.
Marten just stopped to see Mary Roscoe lead
off his brother, who accompanied her very con-
tentedly, and then I am obliged to own he
thought no more of the little fellow for such a
length of time, that we who take an interest in
poor little Reuben must banish Marten from our
thoughts and follow the child, the poor littlevictim
of his brother's self conceit. The young ladies
on leaving the dining room ascended the stairs
and went to the room with which Marten had so


daringly put his head in the morning, and here
they divided into groups of two or three, as
chance might be, and a chattering began,
the like of which could never be heard again,
unless under the like circumstances. It seems a
cruel thing to try to put down any of the
nonsense, and perhaps worse than nonsense, that
was then and there talked; and I would not do
so if I did not hope it would prove a warning to
some girls that persons do listen to their con-
versation sometimes when they fancy no one
hears, and that those same persons do think
them very silly and ignorant, and occasionally
wrong. And first, I will take a party of three
girls, who all went to the same school, and these
three, I am sorry to say, were talking of their
governess and teachers in a 'way they ought
never to have done. It was not Mrs. Meredith
and Miss Williams, and Miss Smith, but it was
"Meredith, that cross old thing," and "pretty little


Smith," and that detestable Williams." And
then one asked the other if she remembered how
funnily Fanny Adams had managed in the affair,
of laughing at the French Master, how six of
them had been sent up to their bedrooms in
disgrace, and when that detestable Williams
came in and found them still laughing, how she
scolded them all, and how Fanny Adams put
some Eau-de-Cologne to her eyes, which nearly
blinded her, and made her eyes water very
much, and so deceived Miss Williams that she
pardoned her, though all the rest were left in
And here, because there was no better disposed
person to speak to these poor girls upon their
light and improper discourse, I would just say
one word:-My dear school boys and school girls,
our Saviour says,'"' Love thy neighbour as thy-
self." Let me then ask you, do you in any way
follow this kind command when you so treat your


teachers and governors? Think you, for an instant,
of the labour, the anxiety, the perpetual self-
denial, the patience required by an instructor of
childhood, even when the children do their
best; but when deceit, hypocrisy, and hardness
of heart is also added to the giddiness and
thoughtlessness of youth, what must be the
teacher's suffering ?
Remember that our Lord himself was subject
to his parents. Luke ii. 57. Though what could
they, poor human creatures, have taught him?
Then follow, as a loving child should do, his holy
example, and remember his precept, of "love thy
neighbour as thyself," and inquire of yourself how
would I like to be treated as I treat my governess
or tutor ?
But perhaps you would wish to listen to
another couple of girls, who soon drew a larger
party round them, and what folly were they about,


you would ask ? Why, one child, who was very
vain about her figure, must needs get a piece of
string, or tape, and begin to measure her com-
panion's wrist, thumb, neck, waist, and height,
saying-" Twice round the thumb, once round
the wrist, twice round the wrist, once round the
neck, twice round the neck, once round the waist,
and twice round the waist, once the height." As
Louisa Manners well knew of old that this
measurement suited herself, she was always
disposed to try any young girl by her rule,
knowing well her own turn would come, and
that she would be able to appear with satisfaction
to herself; and here again I would say, was our
Lord's precept followed, of love thy neighbour as
thyself ? did Louisa desire a rival ? This couple,
as I said, soon drew a party round them, and
after the measurement, which lasted some time
and led to a discussion of dress, most of the frocks


and sashes coming in for notice, one of the
three school girls, mentioned at first, named
some new step in dancing, just introduced at her
school the last dancing day, and then such a
practising and trying of this step commenced
amongst the young ladies as made a pretty sight
to look on, the young ladies being all nicely
dressed, and for the nonce thinking more of
their occupation than of themselves.
In the meanwhile Reuben had been supplied
with something that served the purpose of a
plaything by Mary Roscoe, and being seated in
a corner of the room away from harm or inter-
ference, the little fellow shortly became so
drowsy, that before long, notwithstanding the
noise and chattering about him, his head drooped
on his bosom, and he was so sound asleep that
he was unconscious of his uncomfortable position.
He had slept full a quarter of an hour when he


was discovered by one of the elder girls, who
proposed that they should lift him from his seat
and take him to a bed in an adjoining chamber,
where he would be more comfortable. And here
I must again remark, for want of some one else
to do so, that of the twelve or fourteen girls
there assembled, there was not one present who
would have been unkind to the little fellow
intentionally; but yet I am afraid, that with the
exception of the good-natured Mary Roscoe,
there was hardly one who would have put them-
selves out of the way on his account, or have
given up a pleasure or amusement of even five
or ten minutes to comfort the boy, who ought in
truth never to have been amongst them, so little
had he been accustomed to the ways of other
children, even of his own age.
Reuben slept on, and that so soundly, that
when tea was ready he was not awake, and he


would probably have been wholly forgotten if
the young ladies on their way down stairs had
not made so much noise by the door of his room,
that startled and alarmed, he began to cry
violently, and his good friend Mary could not
easily appease him. However, the child was
really refreshed from his sleep, and the kind girl
having washed his face and hands herself, and
smoothed his pretty curling hair, led him down
with her to the room where the tea was served,
and provided him with all he wanted, and withal
with such a large lump of sugar, the like of
which he had never perhaps, not even in his
dreams, possessed before. Whoever has read of
Mrs. Indulgence in The Infant's Progress" may
have some idea of Mary's management of Reuben,
but if the little one could have spoken or
reasoned on the point, how heartily would he
have said that he pined for his own dear


mamma's judicious kindness and control, under
which he used to sport all day happy and
joyful as a butterfly on a bright summer's
After tea, which did not last very long, the
tables were cleared away and the plays began-
the elder children, as might be expected, taking
the lead, and for awhile all was order and pro-
priety. Fortunately for the young ones they had
no lights near them from which they could be
in danger, for the lamp hung from the ceiling
and the fire was allowed to go out in the grate.
The tables, as I said before, were moved away,
and the seats were piled one above another so
that a good space was left in the room for the
games, and only two chairs were kept for Mr.
and Mrs. Jameson, who had sent word to say
they were coming down to see the sport, and as
they were very fond of a dance, they expressed


a wish that the evening's amusement should
begin in that way.
The boys were somewhat annoyed at this, as
they wanted more active games, and Frank Far-
leigh absolutely proposed to change the dance to
leap-frog; however, as Mrs. Jameson wished for
dancing, no one was bold enough openly to speak
against it, and Miss Farleigh and Jane Roscoe,
who were intimate friends, played a duet toge-
ther very nicely, to which the rest danced.
And now it was that Mary Roscoe first felt
the annoyance she had incurred by her kindness
to Reuben, for the child did not wish to leave
her, and seeing all were dancing, or jumping to
the music as he thought, he believed he could
do the same, and clinging to her she found that
to appease him she must take him for her partner,
and thus this really good-natured girl was unable
to dance with any pleasure to herself, as the

little one was unable to make his way alone.
However, Mary was truly kind-hearted, and not
one cloud was on her fair brow when the dance
was finished, and she told her little partner to sit
down amidst the piled up chairs at one end of
the room. But as nurse had said Reuben was a
weary little fellow, and Mary little knew the truth,
if she thought she was so easily to get rid of
him, for the child was half alarmed at, the
numbers of strange faces thronging around him;
he was not well, too, with the many sweet things
and fruits he had eaten, and now it was approach-
ing his usual bed-time, and though he had had
a sleep, yet he had been roused from it suddenly
and improperly, fed with sweet cake since, and
any experienced person present might know that
shortly the child would get so excited in the
scene before him, it would be no easy matter to
soothe or calm him.


Now it happened that Marten, feeling exceed-
ingly obliged to Mary for her kindness to his
brother, and equally disliking her sister, and
Miss Farleigh and some of the other young
ladies, was very anxious to dance with Mary, to
thank her for her kindness to Reuben, but he
little thought that by doing so, the child finding
both his friends together must insist upon being
with them, and the second set oiqttadrilles was
danced by poor Mary as the first had been, the
little fellow clinging to her, for both Marten and
Mary were afraid of a burst of tears if they
opposed the child in this matter. Marten, how-
ever, spoke somewhat sharply to him, saying he
was teasing Miss Mary, and if they allowed him
to dance this time, he must promise to sit still
afterwards, and not be troublesome again.
Reuben knew that he must obey his brother, so
when that dance was finished he went and sat


himself down, as directed, though his young heart
was very sad, as he longed to be jumping about
with the other children. Mary was now able to
enjoy herself, and I do not hesitate to say she
was very glad to get rid of Reuben and be at
liberty to run about where she would, for she was
a happy girl, and this evening she was the hap-
piest of the happy, for she was a favourite of all.
After the dancing had continued some time, a
game was fixed upon, which game being one
that kept the children seated, they soon got
tired of it, and blindman's buff was proposed
and entered into with great spirit, though, as
will presently be seen, this spirit, for want of
some less indulgent to control it, became at last
almost unbearable.
It was whilst Edward Jameson was blindfolded
that the first rudeness began, for Miss Jane
seized hold of a newspaper and began rustling


it so about Edward's head, that being blindfolded
he became so annoyed by it, that he began to
toss his arms about, making such rushes hither
and thither, that the girls had to run away, lest
they should be struck. Whilst Jane was teasing
Edward, one of the boys seized hold of the
handkerchief that blindfolded him, and another
boy made a thrust at him in front, and it was
only a wonder that Mr. and Mrs. Jameson, who
were sitting by, did not speak to the children,
to advise a little more quietness, in the play.
But there were a party of young girls whispering
together behind Jane, and when Edward turned
in her direction, though she escaped, he fell
amongst these girls, and, as might be expected,
such a romping scene ensued, as may often be
seen at blindman's buff. Just at this moment a
servant came in to say a gentleman had called
on some business, and both Mr. and Mrs.


Jameson left the room together, to see this
gentleman. They were scarcely gone before the
noise increased to such an extent, that one or
two of the servants came to the parlour door;
and well was it, as we shall shew presently, that
they did so, but Mr. and Mrs. Jameson being
gone to another part of the house, were not
disturbed by the sounds. So, as I said, Edward
found himself amongst the group of young girls,
who all struggled to get away from him; and
then such a scene of running and screaming,
and shouting and romping followed, as the like
of which I have no desire to see. Every one ran,
and no one knew whither they were going, and
it so chanced that some ran in the direction
of where Reuben had been seated by Marten,
amidst the piled-up chairs. The child, who had
been sitting there sometime, and who did not
understand the game, for he had never seen it


before, was doubtful whether to be frightened or
not; but as Edward, whom he knew so well,
and who was always kind to him, was the pur-
suer, and as the children were laughing, he
thought he might laugh too, and not liking
sitting still when all were running and jumping
round him, he slid down from his high seat and
joined the group that had fled to that end of
the room from Edward. As ill luck would have
it, Edward turned in that direction somewhat
suddenly, and there was a loud cry of one and
all to run, and instantly all did run, Reuben too
obeying the call, and setting off as fast as his
little legs would let him.
As might have been expected, the elder
children escaped, and Edward caught the boy,
whom he instantly named, and tearing off the
handkerchief from his eyes, he was going to tie
it round those of Reuben, when Marten inter-


posed, and said he would not understand the
game." Edward was, however, tired of being
blinded and of being buffetted about, and not
thinking how very young Reuben was, for he knew
very little about children, as he had no little bro-
thers nor sisters of his own, he only said he had
caught the child, and that it was but fair he
should be blinded, as he was caught and had
absolutely prevented him from catching one of
the others when they were close to him. As
Reuben himself thought it was manly to be
blinded, and believed all he had to do was to
run about with the handkerchief round his head,
he was very anxious to do as Edward had done,
and Mary, to whom he pleaded for permission
so to do, blinded him herself, and as she tied
the handkerchief round him she said, "Now,
young gentlemen, don't hurt the little fellow,
pray be gentle with him, for he's very young."


Mary then took his hand, and leading him
into the centre of the room she slightly directed
him where to go. It must be understood that
Reuben knew no one in the room but Marten,
Edward, and Mary, and as he did not know the
rules of the game, the elder boys and girls, soon
wearied of the little fellow running hither and
thither, for they did not wish to hurt the child,
and so they ceased for awhile their boisterous
play; but, as might be expected, this would not
last long, and Marten stepping forwards on the
little one laying hold of some boy near him,
said, "My brother does not know any one here
by name, is it not enough that he has caught
some one ? He does not know, I am sure, who
his hand is upon, even if he were unblinded."
Oh! it is a boy," replied Reuben. Me
know it is a boy, and a large boy. Yes, it is a
large boy."


That is enough, is it not ?" asked Marten,
looking round, surely that's enough;" and he
unbound Reuben, telling the child he had done
very well.
No one seemed inclined to dispute the point,
for all saw the child was too young to play with
them; and William Stewart, the boy caught,
and who was desirous of being blindfolded, was
quite pleased to have the handkerchief tied
round his head, and now the play became more
boisterous than ever, owing to the cessation
before, and probably all would have gone on
well if little Reuben, elated by his brother's
telling him he had done very well, had not
chosen to join in the play, saying over and over
again to any one who would listen to him, Me
knew it was a boy-a large boy-me knew it
was a boy-me said a large boy-yes, me felt
his coat-me knew it was a large boy." This


too might have passed, and the child might have
repeated his story over and over again without
much harm if he could have got a listener, or
he even might have been content without one,
if he had not fancied he understood the game as
well as the oldest present, so he entered into it
with all his little spirit, and intruded his small
person where others could not go-now here,
now there, till excited and heated and confused
by those around him flying in all directions, he
was thrown down, and as he did not fall alone,
the poor little fellow was rather severely hurt.
And now in that one moment of downfall was
assembled all the troubles of the day,-weary,
excited, hurt, and overfed, he began to cry, and
that so violently, that those who lifted him up
trusted to his being not really injured by the
very noise he made in his distress. Marten and
Mary ran to him, but they were as strangers to


him, for his eyes were dimmed by tears, and his
ears closed by his own wailings; and luckily for
all three one of the servants, for, as I said
before, they had come to see the young people at
play, and who was a motherly kind of woman,
advanced into the room and offered to take the
charge of the child and comfort him before she
put him to bed. Marten was most thankful for
this offer, and you may be sure Mary was not
sorry to part with the sobbing boy, and thus
Marten put it out of his own power to keep his
voluntary boast to Nurse at home about sleeping
with his brother, for when the riotous evening
closed, for it was a very riotous evening, Reuben
had been asleep some hours, and in a quarter of
the house appropriated to the use of the young
ladies where beds were as plentiful as requisite
on an occasion like the present. Marten then
had nothing for it but to beg Mary to see after


his brother, which the young lady as thought-
lessly promised to do, and then he accompanied
his young companions to that department of the
house appropriated to the use of the boys,
where, as might be expected after a little more
rude sport, he fell into a sleep so profound and
long, that every thought of Reuben was banished
from his mind. And now, to return to the poor
baby, the victim of mismanagement, or of his
brother's self-conceit. Sobbing and roaring he
was carried or dragged up stairs, undressed, and
put to bed, where the extreme violence of his
grief proved its own relief, for he fell asleep with
the tear in his eye, and long long after the cause
of sorrow was forgotten, his sobs might be heard
proclaiming that the effect even now had not
passed away. By and bye, however, the calm
of sleep restored him more to himself again, -and
before the motherly woman who had taken pity


on him left the chamber, he was sleeping the
refreshing sleep of childhood.
As the young people had gone to bed so late
the evening before, for it was quite twelve
o'clock, and the next day was also to be a day of
indulgence, it was nearly half-past eight before
Marten awoke, and what with one thing and
another it was quite nine before he had an
opportunity of asking any one after Reuben, or
indeed of discovering that no one knew anything
of the little one farther than that he had awoke
at his usual hour, seven o'clock; that the kind
woman who had attended him the night before
had helped to wash and dress him, and having
told him to be quiet, lest he should awake the
children asleep in his bed room, she left him as
she thought safe in the young ladies' sitting
room, to amuse himself as best he might. Two
hours nearly had passed since then, and no


further information could be obtained of the little
boy; but he was gone, that was certain for he was
nowhere to be found in any part of Mr. Jameson's
large house. It so happened that breakfast had
commenced, and Marten and some of the bigger
boys had nearly finished the meal before all the
young ladies came down, and as Mary Roscoe
chanced to be late, for this good natured girl
had been helping others as usual, Marten did not
discover the absence of his brother till she
entered the room and seated herself at the table.
Then he stepped round to her and asked if
Reuben would soon be down. "Oh! dear little
fellow," exclaimed Mary, starting up, He did
not sleep in my room, so I know nothing about
him; but now I will run to find him to bring
him to breakfast. I dare say he has overslept
himself, or I should have heard of him before


"If you are speaking of the little boy who
cried so bitterly at blindman's buff, Mary," said
a Miss Lomax, "he was put to sleep in a little
bed by himself in our room. Maria and myself
noticed how soundly he slept through all the
tioise we made when we went to our rooms, but
when we got up this morning the little fellow
was gone, and we wondered who had drest him
and taken him away so quietly as not to disturb
"Oh! then I'll find him in a minute," said
Mary, "if he has been drest so long he must be
sadly in want of his breakfast, poor little
darling," and Mary was half way up stairs before
she had finished her speech.
And now how shall I describe what a fearful
state the whole house was in before ten minutes
more had passed away: the child was lost, the
fearful question of where and how he might be


found was on everybody's lips. Poor Marten.
it was dreadful to see his terror and grief, and
Mary, oh! how negligent Mary felt herself, for
had she not assisted greatly to his loss by
taking him from his brother, and had she not
promised that brother the evening before to see
him in his bed and look after him, which she had
forgotten to do. Jenkins, too, the motherly
female who had so kindly attended the little
one the night before, how did she blame herself
for not taking the child with her after she had
dressed him, when she was obliged to go to her
work, which was much increased that morning
by the state in which the young people had left
the room, the scene of the last night's revels.
And here I would make a remark, which I
must beg no one to reject, without well weighing
the idea. The most amiable females of the
party assembled at Mrs. Jameson's, Mary Roscoe

and Jenkins, who had put themselves most
out of their way, and had really acted the
kindest by the child, were those who felt the
most in the affair, and most blamed themselves
for their own conduct, whereas if all had tried
their best, as they did, the little fellow would
have ever had some kind heart beside him to
soothe and comfort him, and some one might have
anticipated his uneasiness at finding himself alone
amongst strangers. Anyhow they would not
have been as strangers to him, for he afterwards
acknowledged, on being questioned, that had Miss
Mary been sleeping in the room, he should not
have done as he did. But now to my remark,
those who strive to do best have the most tender
consciences, and the more one strives after right
the more scrupulous and tender does the
conscience become, and the more does it aspire
after noble feelings and honourable thoughts


and actions. This is a work of the Divine Spirit,
and of no mortal power, and it is a training
for glory, purifying our hearts for a divine home,
obtained for us through our Saviour's death and
righteousness, and in familiar language we will
liken it after this manner. Supposing two
children stand side by side in the open street,
one is the child of a king, nicely drest and
delicately clean, as would be expected from his
noble birth and expectation, the other is the little
hedge-side vagrant, to whose young face water or
cleansing has probably been unknown. Imagine,
then, ought passing these two children, which
could pollute their persons, what would be their
feelings ? the one might even laugh at the filth
or mud that bespattered him, the other would
shrink with loathing or disgust, and would not
be easy or comfortable till every effort was
taken to remove the stain. And we are children


of the King of kings, we are washed and clothed
by Him, and the more our garments are fitted for
our future station, the fairer are our inward
persons; the more do we feel annoyed and
grieved by any foul spot, which could sully their
purity and disfigure their beauty. My young
readers remember this, and smile no more at
sin; aye, and shun carefully its stains that would
pollute you, and when they do alight upon you,
remember whose blood alone it is can purge away
their slightest trace.
Poor Mary had no breakfast that morning,
nor no comfort nor rest either, for after searching
for the child all over the house, she must needs
look for him in the gardens, the pleasure grounds,
the lawn, behind each tree and shrub, and even
in the stables and offices, but no Reuben was to
be met with, and the dear little girl, when
wearied out with searching sat down to weep


and lament herself, starting up occasionally when
some fresh place came to her mind, and running
to it, but to meet with disappointment and
increased alarm. But Mary was not alone in
the search, for both Mr. and Mrs. Jameson were
full of anxiety respecting the child, and trusty
men were sent in all directions to look after the
lost one; and when Mr. Jameson spoke to his
lady on the imprudence of having invited so
young a child, she replied, that having given
permission to their son to ask a certain number
of young people, she had not attended to him
when he named the bidden guests, taking it for
granted that a boy of thirteen would prefer
companions of his own size to a child of Reuben's
tender age. And now it came out from Edward
how Marten had refused to come without his
brother, and that Mr. and Mrs. Mortimer were
from home, and this, as might be expected,


added not a little to the distress of Mr. and Mrs.
Jameson, for hitherto they had thought the
child had visited them with the permission of
his parents, and now that they heard that those
parents were at Portsmouth, they were more and
more uneasy, and they blamed themselves not a
little for having been so indulgent in their direction
to Edward. "But, indeed," said Mrs. Jameson,
" one could not have foreseen these circumstan-
ces, and when I saw little Reuben seated by
Mary at the dinner table, though I wondered at
his presence, yet he seemed so happy I believed
all was right with him." But the lesson was
not lost upon Mr. and Mrs. Jameson, nor on
Edward, and I am happy to say, in future the
latter was more ready to ask advice of his parents
than before this affair, for he too was very
uneasy about Reuben. As to Marten, without
thinking of his hat, on learning that the child


could not be found in the house nor in the
pleasure grounds, he told one of the men who
was sent with him by Mr. Jameson, that he
should go home as fast as he could to see if his
brother might not have made his way there, or
at least be met with upon the road. The distance
from one house to the other was, as I said before,
four miles, and though poor Marten had little
expectation that the tender child could find his
way so far, even if he knew the right road, yet
he understood the little one so well, that he felt
convinced he would at least attempt to get to his
home, so that he considered it useless to look for
him in any other direction. And now we must
leave the unhappy and alarmed brother to speak
of little Reuben, who was left, as we mentioned,
by Jenkins in the sitting-room with a few to) s
near him. Never had Reuben been so left to
himself before, but still for a short time, though


it was for a very short time he was content, then
came a wish for his breakfast, and with it the
remembrance that if his mamma had been with
him he would even then be in her dressing-room.
She would be listening to his prattle, or he
would be occupied in doing something for her
which he considered was useful, but which
in reality she could herself have done with half
the time that she was obliged to give to her
baby boy. The thoughts of his mamma made
the forlorn one cry, and call upon her name, but
no one heard his sobs or saw his tears, and with
it came a recollection of the sorrows of yesterday,
and he suddenly thought Where is Marten?
Where can Marten be ? Is he gone ? Has he left
Reuben ?" The idea was not to be borne by the
poor child in a state of quietness, he rose from
his seat, dropped his toys from his lap, and with-
out looking back he went to the door, which

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