The carpenter's daughter

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The carpenter's daughter
Warner, Susan, 1819-1885
Warner, Anna Bartlett, 1824-1915 ( Author )
Evans, Edmund, 1826-1905 ( Engraver )
George Routledge and Sons ( Publisher )
Savill, Edwards and Co ( Printer )
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George Routledge and Sons
Savill, Edwards & Co.
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156, 16 p., [1] leaf of plates : ill. (some col.) ; 16 cm.


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Christian life -- Juvenile fiction ( lcsh )
Daughters -- Juvenile fiction ( lcsh )
Poverty -- Juvenile fiction ( lcsh )
Children of alcoholics -- Juvenile fiction ( lcsh )
Children -- Death -- Juvenile fiction ( lcsh )
Prize books (Provenance) -- 1872 ( rbprov )
Publishers' catalogues -- 1872 ( rbgenr )
Bldn -- 1872
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novel ( marcgt )
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England -- London
Target Audience:
juvenile ( marctarget )


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Frontispiece engraved by E. Evans.
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Publisher's catalogue follows text.
Preservation and Access for American and British Children's Literature, 1870-1889 (NEH PA-50860-00).
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by the authors of "The wide, wide world," etc. etc. ; with coloured frontispiece.

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THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERCHAPTER ISATURDAY EVENING S WORKDOWN in a little hollow with the sidesgrown full of wild thorn alder bushes andstunted cedars ran the stream of a clearspring It ran over a bed of pebbly stonesshowing every one as if there had been nowater there so clear it was and it ran witha sweet soft murmur or gurgle over the stonesas if singing to itself and the bushes as it ranOn one side of the little stream a wornfoot path took its course among the bushesand down this path one summer s afternooncame a woman and a girl They had pailsto fill at the spring the woman had a largewooden one and the girl a light tin pailB

2 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERand they drew the water with a little tindipper for it was not deep enough to let apail be used for that The pails were filledin silence only the spring always was singingand the woman and the girl turned and wentup the path again After getting up thebank which was only a few feet the pathstill went gently rising through a wild bit ofground full of trees and low bushes andnot far off through the trees there came agleam of bright light from the window of ahouse on which the setting sun was shiningHalf way to the house the girl and the womanstopped to rest for water is heavy and thetin pail which was so light before it wasfilled had made the little girl s figure bendover to one side like a willow branch all theway from the spring They stopped to restand even the woman had a very weary jadedlookI feel as if I shall give up some of thesedays she exclaimed0 no mother the little girl answeredcheerfully She was panting with her handon her side and her face had a quiet very

SATURDAY EVENING S WORK 3sober look only at those words a little pleasant smile broke over itI shall said the woman One can tstand everything for everThe little girl had not got over pantingyet but standing there she struck up thesweet air and wordsThere is rest for the wearyThere is rest for the wearyThere is rest for the wearyThere is rest for youYes in the grave said the woman bitterly There s no rest short of that formind or body0 yes mother dear For we which havebelieved do enter into rest Jesus don tmake us waitI believe you eat the Bible and sleep onthe Bible said the woman with a faintsmile taking at the same time a corner ofher apron to wipe away a stray tear whichhad gathered in her eye I am glad it restsyou NettieAnd you motherSometimes Mrs Mathieson answeredB

4 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERwith a sigh But there s your father goingto bring home a boarder NettieA boarder mother What forHeaven knows if it isn t to break myback and my heart together I thought Ihad enough to manage before but here s thisman coming and I ve got to get everythingready for him by to morrow nightWho is it motherIt s one of your father s friends so it sno good said Mrs MathiesonBut where can he sleep Nettie askedafter a moment of thinking Her motherpausedThere s no room but yours he can haveBarry wont be movedWhere shall I sleep motherThere s no place but up in the attic I llsee what I can do to fit up a corner for youif I ever can get time said Mrs Mathieson taking up her pail Nettie followed herexample and certainly did not smile againtill they reached the house They wentround to the front door because the backdoor belonged to another family At the

SATURDAY EVENING S WORK 5door as they set down their pails again beforemounting the stairs Nettie smiled at hermother very placidly and saidDon t you go to fit up the attic motherI ll see to it in time I can do it just as wellMrs Mathieson made no answer butgroaned internally and they went up theflight of stairs which led to their part of thehouse The ground floor was occupied bysomebody else A little entry way at thetop of the stairs received the wooden pail ofwater and with the tin one Nettie went intothe room used by the family It was herfather and mother s sleeping room their bedstanding in one corner It was the kitchenapparently for a small cooking stove wasthere on which Nettie put the tea kettlewhen she had filled it And it was thecommon living room also for the next thingshe did was to open a cupboard and take outcups and saucers and arrange them on a leaftable which stood toward one end of theroom The furniture was wooden and plainthe woodwork of the windows was unpaintedthe cups and plates were of the commonest

6 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERkind and the floor had no covering but twostrips of rag carpeting nevertheless thewhole was tidy and very clean showingconstant care Mrs Mathieson had sunkinto a chair as one who had no spirit to doanything and watched her little daughtersetting the table with eyes which seemed notto see her They gazed inwardly at something she was thinking ofMother what is there for supperThere is nothing I must make someporridge And Mrs Mathieson got up fromher chairSit you still mother and I ll make it IcanIf both our backs are to be broken saidMrs Matbieson I d rather mine wouldbreak first And she went on with her preparationsBut you don t like porridge said NettieYou didn t eat anything last nightThat s nothing child I can bear anempty stomach if only my brain wasn t quiteso fullNettie drew near the stove and looked ona little sorrowfully

SATURDAY EVENING S WORK 7I wish you had something you likedmother If only I was a little older wouldn tit be nice I could earn something thenand I would bring you home things that youliked out of my own moneyThis was not said sorrowfully but with abright gleam as of some fancied and pleasantpossibility The gleam was so catching MrsMathieson turned from her porridge potwhich she was stirring to give a very heartfelt kiss to Nettie s lips then she stirred onand the shadow came over her face againDear she said just go in Barry s roomand straighten it up a little before he comesin will you I haven t had a minute to doit all day and there wont be a bit of peaceif he comes in and it isn t in orderNettie turned and opened another doorwhich let her into a small chamber used assomebody s bedroom It was all brown likethe other a strip of the same carpet in themiddle of the floor and a small cheap chestof drawers and a table The bed had notbeen made up and the tossed condition of thebedclothes spoke for the strength and energyof the person that used them whoever he

8 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERwas A pair of coarse shoes were in themiddle of the whole another pair or rathera pair of half boots out at the toes were inthe middle of the floor stockings one underthe bed and one under the table On thetable was a heap of confusion and on thelittle bureau were to be seen pieces of woodhalf cut and uncut with shavings and theknife and saw that had made them Oldnewspapers and school books and a slateand two kites with no end of tail were lyingover every part of the room that happenedto be convenient also an ink bottle andpens with chalk and resin and a medley ofunimaginable things beside that only boyscan collect together and find delight in IfNettie sighed as all this hurly burly met hereye it was only an internal sigh She setabout patiently bringing things to orderFirst made the bed which it took all herstrength to do for the coverlets were of avery heavy and coarse manufacture of cottonand woollen mixed blue and white andthen gradually found a way to bestow thevarious articles in Barry s apartment so that

SATURDAY EVENING S WORK 9things looked neat and comfortable Butperhaps it was a little bit of a sign ofNettie s feeling that she began softly to singto herselfThere is rest for the wearyHollo burst in a rude boy of somefifteen years opening the door from theentry who s puttin my room to rightsA very gentle voice said I ve done itBarryWhat have you done with that pine logHere it is in the corner behind thebureauDon t you touch it now to take it foryour fire mind Nettie Where s mykiteYou wont have time to fly it now Barrysupper will be ready in two minutesWhat you gotThe same kind we had last nightI don t care for supper Barry wasgetting the tail of his kite togetherBut please Barry come now because itwill make mother so much more trouble if

10 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERyou don t She has the things to clear awayafter you re done you knowTrouble so much talk about trouble 1don t mind trouble I don t want any supperI tell youNettie knew well enough he would want itby and by but there was no use in sayinganything more and she said nothing Barrygot his kite together and went off Thencame a heavier step on the stairs which sheknew and she hastily went into the otherroom to see that all was ready The tea wasmade and Mrs Mathieson put the smokingdish of porridge on the table just as the dooropened and a man came in A tall burlystrong man with a face that would have beena good face enough if its expression had beendifferent and if its hue had not been that ofa purplish red flush He came to the tableand silently sat down as he took a survey ofwhat was on itGive me a cup of tea Have you got nobread SophiaNothing but what you see I hoped youwould bring home some money Mr Mathie

SATURDAY EVENING S WORK 11son I have neither milk nor bread it s amercy there s sugar I don t know what youexpect a lodger to live onLive on his board that ll give youenough But you want something to beginwith I d go out and get one or two thingsbut I m so confounded tired I can tMrs Mathieson without a word put on ashawl and went to the closet for her bonnetI ll go mother Let me go please Iwant to go exclaimed Nettie eagerly Ican get it What shall I get fatherSlowly and weariedly the mother laid offher things as quickly the child put hers onWhat shall I get fatherWell you can go down the street toJackson s and get what your mother wantssome milk and bread and then you d betterfetch seven pounds of meal and a quartof treacle And ask him to give you a nicepiece of pork out of his barrelShe can t bring all that exclaimed themother you d better go yourself MrIMthieson That would be a great deal morethan the child can carry or I either

12 TIIE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERThen I ll go twice mother it isn t farI d like to go I ll get it Please give methe money fatherHe cursed and swore at her for answerGo along and do as you are bid withoutall this chaffering Go to Jackson s and tellhim you want the things and I ll give himthe money to morrow He knows meNettie knew he did and stood her groundHer father was just enough in liquor to be alittle thick headed and foolishYou know I can t go without the moneyfather she said gently and to morrow isSundayHe cursed Sunday and swore again butfinally put his hand in his pocket and threwsome money across the table to her He wasjust in a state not to be careful what he didand he threw her crown pieces where if hehad been quite himself he would have givenshillings Nettie took them without any remark and her basket and went outIt was just sundown The village lay glittering in the light that would be gone in afew minutes and up on the hill the white

SATURDAY EVENING S WORK 13church standing high showed all bright inthe sunbeams from its sparkling vane at thetop of the spire down to the lowest step atthe door Nettie s home was in a branchroad a few steps from the main street of thevillage that led up to the church at one endof it All along that street the sunlight layon the grass and the roadway and the sidewalks and the tops of a few elm trees Thestreet was empty it was most people ssupper time Nettie turned the corner andwent down the village She went slowlyher little feet were already tired with thework they had done that day and back andarms and head all seemed tired too ButNettie never thought it hard that her motherdid not go instead of letting her go sheknew her mother could not bear to be seenin the village in the old shabby gown andshawl she wore for Mrs Mathieson had seenbetter days And besides that she would bebusy enough as it was and till a late hourthis Saturday night Nettie s gown wasshabby too yes very compared with thatalmost every other child in the village wore

14 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERyet somehow Nettie was not ashamed Shedid not think of it now as her slow steps tookher down the village street she was thinkingwhat she should do about the money Herfather had given her two or three times asmuch she knew as he meant her to spendhe was a good workman and had just got inhis week s wages What should Nettie doMight she keep and give to her mother whatwas over it was and would be so muchwanted and from her father they couldnever get it again He had his own ways ofdisposing of what he earned and very littleof it indeed went to the wants of his wife anddaughter What might Nettie do Shepondered swinging her basket in her handtill she reached a corner where the villagestreet turned off again and where the storeof Mr Jackson stood There she foundBarry bargaining for some things he at leasthad money for0 Barry how good exclaimed Nettieyou can help me carry my things homeI ll know the reason first though answered Barry What are you going toget

SATURDAY EVENING S WORK 15Father wants a bag of corn meal and apiece of pork and some treacle and youknow I can t carry them all Barry I vegot to get bread and milk besidesHurra said Barry now we ll havefried cakes I ll tell you what I ll do NettieI ll take home the treacle if you ll makeme some to night for supperO I can t Barry I ve got so much elseto do and it s Saturday nightVery good get your things home yourself thenBarry turned away and Nettie made herbargains He still stood by however andwatched her When the pork and the mealand the treacle were bestowed in the basketit was so heavy she could not manage tocarry it How many journeys to and frowould it cost herBarry she said you take this homefor me and if mother says so I ll make youthe cakesBe quick then said her brothershouldering the basket for I m gettinghungryNettie went a few steps further on the

16 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERmain road of the village which was littlebesides one long street and not very longeither and went in at the door of a verylittle dwelling neat and tidy like all the restIt admitted her to the tiniest morsel of ashop at least there was a long table therewhich seemed to do duty as a counter andbefore not behind it sat a spruce little womansewing She jumped up as Nettie enteredBy the becoming smartness of her calicodress and white collar the beautiful order ofher hair and a certain peculiarity of featureyou might know before she spoke that thelittle baker was a Frenchwoman She spokeEnglish quite well though not so fast as shespoke her own tongueI want two loaves of bread Mrs Augustand a pint of milk if you pleaseHow will you carry them my child youcannot take them all at the time0 yes I can said Nettie cheerfully Ican manage They are not heavyNo I hope not said the Frenchwomanit is not heavy my bread but two loavesare not one no more Is your mother well

SATURDAY EVENING S WORK 17She then set busily about wrapping theloaves in paper and measuring out the milkNettie answered her mother was wellAnd you said the little woman lookingat her sideways Somebody is tired thiseveningYes said Nettle brightly but I don tmind One must be tired sometimes Thankyou ma amThe woman had put the loaves and themilk carefully in her arms and in her handso that she could carry them and lookedafter her as she went up the streetOne must be tired sometimes said sheto herself with a turn of her capable littlehead I should like to hear her say Onemust be rested sometimes but I do nothear thatSo perhaps Nettie thought as she wenthomeward It would have been very naturalNow the sun was down the bright gleamwas off the village the soft shades of eveningwere gathering and lights twinkled in windowsNettie walked very slowly her arms full ofthe bread Perhaps she wished her SaturC

18 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERday s work was all done like other people sAll I can tell you is that as she went alongthrough the quiet deserted street all aloneshe broke out softly singing to herself thewordsNo need of the sun in that dayWhich never is followed by nightAnd that when she got home she ran upstairs quite briskly and came in with a veryplacid face and told her mother she hadhad a pleasant walk which was perfectlytrueI m glad dear said her mother with asigh What made it pleasantWhy mother said Nettie Jesus waswith me all the wayGod bless you child said her motheryou are the very rose of my heartThere was only time for this little dialoguefor which Mr Mathieson s slumbers hadgiven a chance But then Barry enteredand noisily claimed Nettie s promise Andwithout a cloud crossing her sweet brow shemade the cakes and baked them on thestove and served Barry until he had enough

SATURDAY EVENING S WORK 19nor ever said how weary she was of being onher feet There were some cakes left andMrs Mathieson saw to it that Nettie sat downand ate them and then sent her off to bedwithout suffering her to do anything morethough Nettie pleaded to be allowed to clearaway the dishes Mrs Mathieson did thatand then sat down to make darns and patcheson various articles of clothing till the oldclock of the church on the hill tolled outsolemnly the hour of twelve all over thevillagec2

20 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERCHAPTER IISUNDAY S RESTNETTIE S room was the only room onthat floor besides her mother s and Barry sIt was at the back of the house with apleasant look out over the trees and bushesbetween it and the spring Over these theview went to distant hills and fields thatalways looked pretty in all sorts of lightsNettie thought Besides that it was a cleanneat little room bare to be sure withouteven Barry s strip of rag carpet but on alittle black table lay Nettie s Bible andSunday school books and each window hada chair and a chest of drawers held all herlittle wardrobe and a great deal of room tospare besides and the cot bed in one cornerwas nicely made up It was a very comfortable looking room to NettieSo this is the last night I shall sleephere she thought as she went in To

SUNDAY S REST 21morrow I must go up to the attic WellI can pray there just the same and Godwill be with me there just the sameIt was a comfort but it was the only oneNettie could think of in connexion with herremoval The attic was no room but onlya little garret used as a lumber place notboarded up nor plastered at all nothingbut the beams and the side boarding for thewalls and nothing but the rafters and theshingles between it and the sky Besideswhich it was full of lumber of one sort andanother How Nettie was to move up therethe next day being Sunday she could notimagine but she was so tired that as soonas her head touched her pillow she fell fastasleep and forgot to think about itThe next thing was the bright morninglight rousing her and the joyful thought thatit was Sunday morning A beautiful day itwas The eastern light was shining overupon Nettie s distant hills with all sorts offresh lovely colours and promise of what thecoming hours would bring Nettie lookedat them lovingly for she was very fond of

22 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERthem and had a great many thoughts aboutthose hills As the mountains are roundabout Jerusalem so the Lord is round abouthis people that was one thing they madeher think of She thought of it now as shewas dressing and it gave her the feeling ofbeing surrounded with a mighty and strongprotection on every side It made Nettie sheart curiously glad and her tongue speak ofjoyful things for when she knelt down topray she was full of thanksgivingThe next thing was that taking her tinpail Nettie set off down to the spring to getwater to boil the kettle It was so sweetand pleasant no other spring could supplynicer water The dew brushed from thebushes and grass as she went by and fromevery green thing there went up a freshdewy smell that was reviving The breathof the summer wind moving gently touchedher cheek and fluttered her hair and saidGod had given a beautiful day to the worldand Nettie thanked him in her heart andwent on rejoicing Sunday was Nettie sholiday and Sunday school and church were

SUNDAY S REST 23her delight And though she went in allweathers and nothing would keep her yetsunshine is sunshine and she felt so thismorning So she gaily filled her pail at thespring and trudged back with it to the houseThe next thing was to tap at her mother sdoorMrs Mathieson opened it in her nightgown she was just up and looked as if hernight s sleep had been all too short for herWhy Nettie is it late she said asNettie and the tin pail came inNo mother it s just good time Youget dressed and I ll make the fire readyIt s beautiful out motherMrs Mathieson made no answer andNettie went to work with the fire It wasan easy matter to put in some paper andkindle the light wood and when the kettlewas on Nettie went round the room softlysetting it to rights as well as she could Thenglanced at her father still sleepingI can t set the table yet motherNo child go off and I ll see to the restIf I can get folks up at least said Mrs

21t THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERMathieson somewhat despondingly Sundaymorning that was a doubtful business sheand Nettie knew Nettie went to her ownroom to carry out a plan she had If shecould manage to get her things conveyed upto the attic without her mother knowing itjust so much labour and trouble would bespared her and her mother might have abetter chance of some rest that day Littleenough with a lodger coming that eveningTo get her things up there that was allNettie would do to day but that must bedone The steep stairs to the attic went upfrom the entry way just outside of Nettie sdoor She went up the first time to seewhat place there was to bestow anythingThe little garret was strewn all over withthings carelessly thrown in merely to getthem out of the way There was a smallshutter window in each gable One wasopen just revealing the utter confusion buthalf showing the dust that lay on everythingThe other window the back one was fairlyshut up by a great heap of boxes and barrelspiled against it In no part was there a

SUNDAY S REST 25clear space or a hopeful opening Nettiestood aghast for some moments not knowingwhat to do But if I don t mother willhave to she thought It nerved her littlearm and one thought of her invisible protection nerved her heart which had sunk atfirst coming up Softly she moved and beganher operations lest her mother down stairsshould hear and find out what she was aboutbefore it was done Sunday too But therewas no help for itNotwithstanding the pile of boxes sheresolved to begin at the end with the closedwindow for near the other there were thingsshe could not move an old stove a wheelbarrow a box of heavy iron tools and somebags of charcoal and other matters By alittle pushing and coaxing Nettie made aplace for the boxes and then began her taskof removing them One by one painfullyfor some were unwieldy and some wereweighty they travelled across in Nettie sarms or were shoved or turned over andover across the floor from the window to asnug position under the eaves where she

26 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERstowed them Barry would have been agood hand at this business not to speak ofhis father but Nettie knew there was nohelp to be had from either of them and thevery thought of them did not come into herhead Mr Mathieson provided he workedat his trade thought the women folksmight look after the house Barry consideredthat when he had got through the heavylabours of school he had done his part of theworld s work So Nettie toiled on with herboxes and barrels They scratched her armsthey covered her clean face with dust theytried her strength but every effort savedone to her mother apd Nettie never stoppedexcept to gather breath and restThe last thing of all under the windowwas a great old chest Nettie could notmove it and she concluded it might staythere very conveniently for a seat All therest of the pile she cleared away and thenopened the window There was no sashnothing but a wooden shutter fastened witha hook Nettie threw it open There toher great joy behold she had the very same

SUNDAY S REST 27view of her hills all shining in the sun nowOnly this window was higher than her oldone and lifted her up more above the tops ofthe trees and gave a better and clearer andwider view of the distant open country sheliked so much Nettie was greatly delightedand refreshed herself with a good look outand a breath of fresh air before she beganher labours again That gave the dust alittle chance to settle tooThere was a good deal to do yet beforeshe could have a place clear for her bed notto speak of anything more However it wasdone at last the floor brushed up all readyand the top of the chest wiped clean andnext Nettie set about bringing all her thingsup the stairs and setting them here whereshe could Her clothes her little bit of alooking glass her Bible and books and slateeven her little washstand she managed tolug up to the attic with many a journey andmuch pains But it was about done beforeher mother called her to breakfast Thetwo lagging members of the family had beenroused at last and were seated at the table

28 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERWhy what have you been doing childhow you look said Mrs MathiesonHow do I look said NettieQueer enough said her fatherNettie laughed and hastened to anothersubject she knew if they got upon thisthere would be some disagreeable wordsbefore it was over She had made up hermind what to do and now handed her fatherthe money remaining from her purchasesYou gave me too much father last nightshe said simply here is the rest MrMathieson took it and looked at itDid I give you all thisYes fatherDid you pay for what you got besidesYesHe muttered something which was verylike an oath in his throat and looked at hislittle daughter who was quietly eating herbreakfast Something touched him unwontedlyYou re an honest little girl he saidThere you may have that for yourselfand he tossed her a shilling

SUNDAY S REST 29You could see by a little streak of pinkcolour down each of Nettie s cheeks thatsome great thought of pleasure had startedinto her mind For myself father sherepeatedAll for yourself said Mr Mathiesonbuttoning up his money with a very satisfiedair Nettie said no more only ate herbreakfast a little quicker after that It wastime too for the late hours of some of thefamily always made her in a hurry aboutgetting to Sunday school and the minuteNettie had done she got her bonnet herSunday bonnet the best she had to wearand set off Mrs Mathieson never let herwait for anything at home that morningThis was Nettie s happy time It nevertroubled her that she had nothing but a sunbonnet of white muslin nicely starched andironed while almost all the other girls thatcame to the school had little straw bonnetstrimmed with blue and pink and yellow andgreen ribbons and some of them wore silkbonnets Nettie did not even think of it sheloved her Sunday lesson and her Bible and

30 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERher teacher so much and it was such a goodtime when she went to enjoy them all together There was only a little way she hadto go for the road where Mrs Mathiesonlived after running down a little further fromthe village met another road which turnedright up the hill to the church or Nettiecould take the other way to the main villagestreet and straight up that Generally shechose the forked way because it was theemptiestNettie s class in the Sunday school was often little girls about her own age and theirteacher was a very pleasant and kind gentleman named Mr Folke Nettie loved himdearly she would do anything that MrFolke told her to do Their teacher wasvery apt to give the children a question toanswer from the Bible for which they hadto look out texts during the week Thisweek the question was Who are happyand Nettie was very eager to know whatanswers the other girls would bring Shewas in good time and sat resting andwatching the boys and girls and teachers as

SUNDAY S REST 31they came in before the school began Shewas first there of all her class and watchingso eagerly to see those who were coming thatshe did not know Mr Folke was near till hespoke to her Nettie started and turnedHow do you do said her teacherkindly Are you quite well Nettie thismorning For he thought she looked paleand tired But her face coloured withpleasure and a smile shone all over it as shetold him she was very wellHave you found out who are the happypeople NettieYes Mr Folke I have found a verseBut I knew beforeI thought you did Who are theyNettieThose that love Jesus sirAy In the Christian armour you knowthe feet are shod with the preparation of theGospel of peace With the love of Jesus inour hearts our feet can go over very roughways and hardly feel that they are roughDo you find it so0 yes sir

32 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERHe said no more for others of the classnow came up and Nettie wondered how heknew or if he knew that she had a roughway to go over But his words were a helpand comfort to her So was the wholelesson that day The verses about thehappy people were beautiful The sevengirls who sat on one side of Nettie repeatedthe blessings told of in the fifth chapter ofMatthew about the poor in spirit themourners the meek those that hunger andthirst after righteousness the merciful thepure in heart and the peacemakers Thencame Nettie s verse It was thisHappy is he that hath the God of Jacobfor his help whose hope is in the Lord hisGodThe next girl gave the words of Jesus Ifye know these things happy are ye if ye dothemThe last gave Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven whose sin is coveredThen came Mr Folke s verse and Nettiethought it was the most beautiful of allBlessed are they that do his command4

SUNDAY S REST 33ments that they may have right to the treeof life and may enter in through the gatesinto the cityThen Mr Folke talked about that cityits streets of gold and the gates of pearlthrough which nothing that defileth can byany means enter He told how Jesus willmake his people happy there how they willbe with him and all their tears wiped awayAnd Jesus will be their Shepherd his sheepwill not wander from him any more andthey shall see his face and his name shall bein their foreheads Nettie could hardlykeep from crying as Mr Folke went on shefelt as if she was half in heaven already andit seemed very odd to cry for gladness butshe could not help it Then the schoolclosed with singing the hymn0 how happy are theyWho the Saviour obeyAnd have laid up their treasures aboveFrom school they went to church of courseA strange minister preached that day andNettie could not understand him alwaysbut the words of the hymn and Mr Folke sDiii

84 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERwords ran in her head then and she wasvery happy all church time And as she waswalking home still the tune and the wordsran in her earsJesus all the day longIs my joy and my song0 that all his salvation might seeSo thinking busily Nettie got home andran up stairs What a change It lookedlike a place very very far from those gates ofpearlHer mother sat on one side of the stovenot dressed for church and leaning her headon her hand Mr Mathieson was on theother side talking and angry Barry stoodback playing ball by himself by throwing itup and catching it again The talk stoppedat Nettie s entrance She threw off herbonnet and began to set the table hopingthat would bring peaceYour father don t want any dinner saidMrs MathiesonYes I do thundered her husbandbut I tell you I ll take anything now soleave your cooking till supper when Lumber

SUNDAY S REST 35will be here Go on child and get yourwork doneThere were no preparations for dinnerand Nettie was at a loss and did not like tosay anything for fear of bringing on a stormHer mother looked both weary and out oftemper The kettle was boiling the onlything about the room that had a pleasantseemingWill you have a cup of tea father saidNettieAnything you like yes a cup of teawill do and hark ye child I want a goodstout supper got this afternoon Your motherdon t choose to hear me Mr Lumber iscoming and I want a good supper to makehim think he s got to the right place Doyou hear NettieYes fatherNettie went on to do the best she couldShe warmed the remains of last night sporridge and gave it to Barry with treacleto keep him quiet Meanwhile she hadmade the tea and toasted a slice of breadvery nicely though with great pains for theD2

36 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERfire wasn t good and the toast and a cup oftea she gave to her father Ile eat it withan eagerness which let Nettie know she mustmake another slice as fast as possibleHollo Nettie I say give us some ofthat will you said Barry finding hisporridge poor in tasteBarry there isn t bread enough I can twhispered Nettie We ve got to keep aloaf for supperEat what you ve got or let it alonethundered Mr Mathieson in the way he hadwhen he was out of patience and whichalways tried Nettie exceedinglyShe s got more said Barry She stoasting two pieces this minute I wantoneI ll knock you over if you say anotherword said his father Nettie was frightened for she saw he meant to have the wholeand she had destined a bit for her motherHowever when she gave her father his secondslice she ventured and took the other witha cup of tea to the forlorn figure on the otherside of the stove Mrs Mathieson took only

SUNDAY S REST 37the tea But Mr Mathieson s ire was rousedafresh Perhaps toast and tea didn t agreewith himHave you got all ready for Mr Lumberhe said in a tone of voice very unwilling tobe pleasedNo said his wife I have had nochance I have been cooking and clearingup all the morning His room isn t readyWell you had better get it ready prettyquick What s to doEverything s to do said Mrs MathiesonHe swore at her Why can t you answera plain question I say what s to doThere s all Nettie s things in the roomat present They are all to move up stairsand the red bedstead to bring downNo mother said Nettie gently allmy things are up stairs already there s onlythe cot and the bed that I couldn t moveMrs Mathieson gave no outward sign ofthe mixed feeling of pain and pleasure thatshot through her heart Pleasure at herchild s thoughtful love pain that she shouldhave to show it in such a way

38 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERWhen did you do it NettieThis morning before breakfast motherIt s all ready father if you or Barry wouldtake up my cot and the bed and bring downthe other bedstead It s too heavy for meThat s what I call doing business andhaving some spirit said her father Notsitting and letting your work come to youHere Nettie I ll do the rest for youNettie ran with him to show him whatwas wanted and Mr Mathieson s strongarms had it all done very quickly Nettieeagerly thanked him and then seeing himin good humour with her she ventured something moreMother s very tired to day father shewhispered she ll feel better by and by ifshe has a little rest Do you think youwould mind helping me put up this bedstead VWell here goes said Mr MathiesonWhich piece belongs here to begin withNettie did not know much better than hebut putting not only her whole mind butalso her whole heart into it she managed to

SUNDAY S REST 39find out and direct him successfully Herpart was hard work she had to stand holdingup the heavy end of the bedstead while herfather fitted in the long pieces and then shehelped him to lace the cords which had tobe drawn very tight and precious time wasrunning away fast and Nettie had had nodinner But she stood patiently with athought in her heart which kept her inpeace all the while When it was done MrMathieson went out and Nettie returned toher mother She was sitting where she hadleft her Barry was goneMother wont you have something toeatI can t eat child Have you had anything yourselfNettie had seized a remnant of her father stoast and was munching it hastilyMother wont you put on your gown andcome to church this afternoon Do I Itwill rest you Do motherYou forget I ve got to get supper childYour father doesn t think it necessary thatanybody should rest or go to church or do

40 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERanything except work What he is thinkingof I am sure I don t know There is noplace to eat in but this room and he is goingto bring a stranger into it and if I wasdying I should have to get up for every mealthat is wanted I never thought I shouldcome to live so And I cannot dress myselfor prepare the victuals or have a moment tomyself but I have the chance of Mr Lumberand your father in here to look on It isworse than a dog s lifeIt looked pretty bad Nettie thought Shedid not know what to say She began clearing away the things on the tableAnd what sort of a man this Mr Lumberis I don t know I dare say he is like hisname one of your father s cronies a drinkerand a swearer And Mr Mathieson willbring him here to be on my hands It willkill me before spring if it lastsCouldn t there be a bed made somewhereelse for Barry mother and then we couldeat in thereWhere would you make it I couldcurtain off a corner of this room but Barrywouldn t have it nor your father and they d

SUNDAY S REST 41all want to be close to the fire the minutethe weather grows the least bit cool Nothere is nothing for me but to live on tillDeath calls for meMother Jesus said He that liveth andbelieveth in me shall never die0 yes said Mrs Mathieson with a kindof long drawn groan I don t know how itwill be about that I get so put about nowin these times that it seems to me I don tknow my own soulMother come to church this afternoonI can t child I ve got to put up thatman s bed and make itThat is all done mother and the floorbrushed up Do comeWhy who put it upFather and IWell you do beat all Nettie But Ican t child I haven t timeYes mother plenty There s all thehour of Sunday school before church beginsNow do motherWell you go off to school and if I canmaybe I will You go right off NettieNettie went feeling weary and empty by

42 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERdint of hard work and a dinner of a small bitof dry toast But she thought little aboutthat She wanted to ask Mr Folke aquestionThe lesson that afternoon was upon thepeacemakers and Mr Folke asked thechildren what ways they knew of being apeacemaker The answer somehow was notvery readyIsn t it to stop people from quarrellingone child askedHow can you do that KizzyKizzy seemed doubtful I could askthem to stop she saidWell suppose you did Would angrypeople mind your askingI don t know sir If they were veryangry I suppose they wouldn tPerhaps not One thing is certainKizzy you must have peace in your ownheart to give you the least chanceHow Mr FolkeIf you want to put out a fire you mustnot stick into it something that will catchThat would make the fire worse saidone of the girls

SUNDAY S REST 48Certainly So if you want to touchquarrelsome spirits with the least hope ofsoftening them you must be so full of thelove of Jesus yourself that nothing but lovecan come out of your own spirit You see itmeans a good deal to be a peacemakerI always thought that must be one of theeasiest things of the whole lot said one ofthe classYou wont find it so I think or ratheryou will find they are all parts of the samecharacter and the blessing is one But thereare more ways of being a peacemakerWhat do you do when the hinge of a doorcreaksOne said she didn t know another saidNothing I stop my ears said a thirdMr Folke laughedThat would not do for a peacemakerhe said Don t you know what makesmachinery work smoothlyOil cried KizzyOil to be sure One little drop of oilwill stop ever so much creaking and groaningand complaining of hinges and wheels andall sorts of machines Now peoples tempers

44 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERare like wheels and hinges but what sort ofoil shall we useThe girls looked at each other and thenone of them said KindnessTo be sure A gentle word a look oflove a little bit of kindness will smoothdown a roughened temper or a wry face andsoften a hard piece of work and make all goeasily And so of reproving sinners ThePsalmist says Let the righteous smite meit shall be a kindness and let him reproveme it shall be an excellent oil which shallnot break my head But you see the peacemaker must be righteous himself or hehasn t the oil Love is the oil the love ofJesusMr Folke said Nettle timidly wasn tJesus a peacemakerThe greatest that ever lived said MrFolke his eyes lighting up with pleasure ather question He made all the peacethere is in the world for he bought it whenhe died on the cross to reconcile man withGod All our drops of oil were bought withdrops of blood

SUNDAY S REST 45And said Nettie hesitatingly MrFolke isn t that one way of being a peacemakerWhatI mean to persuade people to be atpeace with himThat is the way above all others mychild that is truly to be the children ofGod Jesus came and preached peace andthat is what his servants are doing and willdo till he comes And they shall be calledthe children of God Beloved if God soloved us we ought also to love one anotherMr Folke paused with a face so full ofthought of eagerness and of love that noneof the children spoke and some of themwondered And before Mr Folke spokeagain the superintendent s little bell rangand they all stood up to sing But NettieMathieson hardly could sing it seemed toher so glorious a thing to be that sort of apeacemaker Could she be one But theLord blessed the peacemakers then it mustbe his will that all his children should besuch then he would enable her to be one

46 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERIt was a great thought Nettie s heartswelled with hope and joy and prayer Sheknew whose peace she longed for first of allHer mother had now come to church soNettie enjoyed all the services with nothingto hinder Then they walked home togethernot speaking much to each other but everystep of the way pleasant in the Sunday afternoon light till they got to their own doorNettle knew what her mother s sigh meantas they mounted the stairs Happilynobody was at home yet but themselvesNow mother said Nettie when she hadchanged her dress and come to the commonroom what s to be for supper I ll get itYou sit still and read if you want to whileit s quiet What must we haveThere is not a great deal to do saidMrs Mathieson I boiled the pork thismorning and that was what set your fatherup so that s ready and he says there mustbe cakes The potatoes are all ready to putdown I was going to boil em this morningand he stopped meNettie looked grave about the cakes

SUNDAY S REST 47However mother she said I don t believethat little loaf of bread would last even ifyou and I didn t touch it it is not very bigMrs Mathieson wearily sat down and tookher Testament as Nettie begged her andNettie put on the kettle and the pot ofpotatoes and made the cakes ready to bakeThe table was set and the treacle and everything on it except the hot things whenBarry burst inHollo cakes hollo treacle he shoutedPork and treacle that s the right sort ofthing Now we re going to live somethinglikeHush Barry don t make such a noisesaid his sister You know it s SundayeveningSunday well what about SundayWhat s Sunday good for except to eat Ishould like to know0 Barry0 Barry said he mimicking her Comeshut up and fry your cake Father andLumber will be here just nowNettie hushed as she was bade and as

48 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERsoon as her father s step was heard belowshe went to frying cakes with all her mightShe just turned her head to give one look atMr Lumber as he came in He appearedto her very like her father but without therecommendation which her affection gaveto Mr Mathieson A big strong burly fellowwith the same tinges of red about his facethat the summer sun had never broughtthere Nettie did not want to look againShe had a good specimen this evening ofwhat they might expect in future MrsMathieson poured out the tea and Nettiebaked the cakes and perhaps because shewas almost faint for want of something toeat she thought no three people ever ate somany griddle cakes before at one meal Invain plateful after plateful went upon theboard and Nettie baked them as fast as shecould they were eaten just as fast andwhen finally the chairs were pushed backand the men went down stairs Nettie andher mother looked at each otherThere s only one left mother said NettieAnd he has eaten certainly half the piece

SUNDAY S REST 49of pork said Mrs Mathieson Come childtake something yourself you re ready todrop I ll clear awayBut it is beyond the power of any disturbance to take away the gladness of a heartwhere Jesus is Nettie s bread was sweet toher even that evening Before she had wellfinished her supper her father and his lodgercame back They sat down on either sidethe fire and began to talk of politics and oftheir work on which they were then engagedwith their employers and their fellow workmen of the state of business in the villageand profits and losses and the success of particular men in making money They talkedloudly and eagerly and Nettie had to goround and round them to get to the fire forhot water and back to the table to wash upthe cups and plates Her mother was helpingat the table but to get round Mr Lumberto the pot of hot water on the fire every nowand then fell to Nettie s share It was nota very nice ending of her sweet Sabbath dayshe thought The dishes were done and putaway and still the talk went on as hardE

50 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERas ever It was sometimes a pleasure toNettie s father to hear her sing hymns of aSunday evening Nettie watched for achance and the first time there was a lull ofthe voices of the two men she asked softlyShall I sing father Mr Mathiesonhesitated and then answered No betternot Nettie Mr Lumber might not find itamusing and the talk began again Nettiewaited a little longer feeling exceedinglytired then she rose and lit a candleWhat are you doing Nettie her mothersaidI am going to bed motherYou can t take a candle up there childthe attic s all full of things and you d certainly set us on fireI ll take great care motherBut you can t child The wind mightblow the snuff of your candle right into something that would be all a flame by thetime you re asleep You must manage without a light somehowBut I can t see to find my way saidNettie who was secretly trembling with fear

SUNDAY S REST 51I ll light you then for once and you llsoon learn the way Give me the candleNettie hushed the words that came crowding into her mouth and clambered up thesteep stairs to the attic Mrs Mathiesonfollowed her with the candle till she got tothe top and there she held it till Nettie hadfound her way to the other end where herbed was Then she said good night andwent downThe little square shutter of the windowwas open and a ray of moonlight streamedin upon the bed It was nicely made upNettie saw that her mother had been thereand had done that for her and wrought alittle more space and order among the thingsaround the bed But the moonlight did notget in far enough to show much more Justa little of this thing and of that could beseen a corner of a chest or a gleam on theside of a meal bag the half light showednothing clearly except the confused fulnessof the little attic Nettie had given her heada blow against a piece of timber as she camethrough it and she sat down upon her littleK2

52 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERbed feeling rather miserable Her fear wasthat the rats might visit her up there Shedid not certainly know that there were ratsin the attic but she had been fearing to thinkof them and did not dare to ask as well asunwilling to give trouble to her mother forif they did come there Nettie did not seehow the matter could be mended She satdown on her little bed so much frightenedthat she forgot how tired she was Her earswere as sharp as needles listening to hearthe scrape of a rat s tooth upon a timber orthe patter of his feet over the floorFor a few minutes Nettie almost thoughtshe could not sleep up there alone and mustgo down and implore her mother to let herspread her bed in a corner of her room Butwhat a bustle that would make Hermotherwould be troubled and her father would beangry and the lodger would be disturbedand there was no telling how much harmwould come of it No the peacemaker ofthe family must not do that And then thewords floated into Nettie s mind againBlessed are the peacemakers for they shall

SUNDAY S REST 53be called the children of God Like a strainof the sweetest music it floated in and if anangel had come and brought the wordsstraight to Nettie she could not have beenmore comforted She felt the rats could nothurt her while she was within hearing ofthat music and she got up and kneeleddown upon the chest under the little windowand looked outIt was like the day that had passed notlike the evening So purely and softly themoonbeams lay on all the fields and treesand hills there was no sign of anything butpeace and purity to be seen No noise ofmen s work or voices no clangour of theiron foundry which on weekdays might beheard no sight of anything unlovely butthe wide beauty which God had made andthe still peace and light which he had spreadover it Every little flapping leaf seemed toNettie to tell of its Maker and the music ofthose words seemed to be all through thestill air Blessed are the peacemakers forthey shall be called the children of GodTears of gladness and hope slowly gathered

54 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERin Nettie s eyes The children of God willenter in by and by through those pearlygates into that city of gold where theyneed no candle neither light of the sun forthe Lord God giveth them light So he cangive me light here or what s better thanlight thought Nettie God isn t only outthere in all that beautiful moonlight worldhe is here in my poor little attic too andhe will take just as good care of me as hedoes of the birds and better for I am hischild and they are only his beautiful littleservantsNettie s fear was gone She prayed herevening prayer she trusted herself to theLord Jesus to take care of her and then sheundressed herself and lay down and went tosleep just as quietly as any sparrow of themall with its head under its wing

NETTIE S GARRET 55CHAPTER IIINETTIE S GARRETNETTIE S attic grew to be a good place toher She never heard the least sound of ratsand it was so nicely out of the way Barrynever came up there and there she could noteven hear the voices of her father and MrLumber She had a tired time of it downstairsThat first afternoon was a good specimenof the way things went on Nettie s mornings were always spent at school MrsMathieson would have that as she saidwhether she could get along without Nettieor no From the time Nettie got home tillshe went to bed she was as busy as she couldbe There was so much bread to make andso much beef and pork to boil and so muchwashing of pots and kettles and at mealtimes there were very often cakes to fry besides all the other preparations Mr Mathie

56 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERson seemed to have made up his mindthat his lodger s rent should all go to thetable and be eaten up immediately butthe difficulty was to make as much as he expected of it in that line for now he broughtnone of his own earnings home and MrsMathieson had more than a sad guess wherethey went By degrees he came to be verylittle at home in the evenings and he carriedoff Barry with him Nettie saw her motherburdened with a great outward and inwardcare at once and stood in the breach all shecould She worked to the extent of herstrength and beyond it in the endless gettingand clearing away of meals and watchingevery chance when the men were out of theway she would coax her mother to sit downand read a chapter in her Testament Itwill rest you so mother Nettie would sayand I will make the bread just as soon as Iget the dishes done Do let me I like todo itSometimes Mrs Mathieson could not bepersuaded sometimes she would yield ina despondent kind of way and sit down

NETTIE S GARRET 57with her Testament and look at it as ifneither there nor anywhere else in the universe could she find rest or comfort any moreIt don t signify child she said one afternoon when Nettie had been urging her to sitdown and read I haven t the heart to doanything We re all driving to rack and ruinjust as fast as we can goOh no mother said Nettie I don tthink we areI am sure of it I see it coming everyday Every day it is a little worse andBarry is going along with your father andthey are destroying me among them bodyand soul tooNo mother said Nettie I don t thinkthat I have prayed the Lord Jesus andyou know he has promised to hear prayerand I know we are not going to ruinYou are not child I believe but youare the only one of us that isn t I wish Iwas dead to be out of my miserySit down mother and read a little bitand don t talk so Do mother It will bean hour and more yet to supper and I ll get

58 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERit ready You sit down and read and I llmake the shortcakes Do mother andyou ll feel betterIt was half despair and half persuasionthat made her do it but Mrs Mathiesondid sit down by the open window and takeher Testament and Nettie flew quietlyabout making her shortcakes and makingup the fire and setting the table and throughit all casting many a loving glance over tothe open book in her mother s hand and theweary stony face that was bent over itNettie had not said how her own back wasaching and she forgot it almost in her business and her thoughts though by the timeher work was done her head was achingwearily too But cakes and table and fireand everything else were in readiness andNettie stole up behind her mother and leanedover her shoulder leaned a little heavilyDon t that chapter comfort you mother she whisperedNo It don t seem to me as I ve got anySee Frontispiece

NETTIE S GARRET 59feeling left said Mrs Mathieson It wasthe fourth chapter of John at which theywere both lookingDon t it comfort you to read of Jesusbeing wearied Nettie went on her headlying on her mother s shoulderWhy should it childI like to read it said Nettie Then Iknow he knows how I feel sometimesGod knows everything NettieYes mother but then Jesus felt it Hetook our infirmities And oh mother don tyou love that tenth verse and the thirteenth and fourteenthMrs Mathieson looked at it silently thenshe said I don t rightly understand itNettie I suppose I ought to do so but Idon tWhy mother I understand it Itmeans that if Jesus makes you happyyou ll never be unhappy again Whosoeverdrinketh of the water that I shall give himshall never thirst don t you see motherShall never thirst he will have enoughand be satisfied

60 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERHow do you know it Nettie her motherasked in a puzzled kind of wayI know it mother because Jesus hasgiven that living water to meHe never gave it to me said MrsMathieson in the same toneBut he will mother Look up thereoh how I love that tenth verse If thouknewest the gift of God and who it is thatsaith to thee Give me to drink thou wouldesthave asked of him and he would have giventhee living water See mother he willgive if we askAnd do you feel so Nettie that youhave enough and are satisfied with your lifeevery dayYes mother Nettie said quietly Iam very happy I am happy all the timebecause I think that Jesus is with me everywhere when I m upstairs and when I mbusy here and when I m at school and whenI go to the spring and all times Andthat makes me very happyAnd don t you wish for anything youhaven t got said her mother

NETTIE S GARRET 61Yes one thing said Nettle I justwish that you and father and Barry may beso happy too and I believe that s comingfor I ve prayed the Lord and I believe hewill give it to me I want it for other peopletoo I often think when I am looking atsomebody of those words If thou knewestthe gift of God thou wouldest have askedof him and he would have given thee livingwaterWith that Mrs Mathieson cast down herbook and burst into such a passion of weepingthat Nettie was frightened It was like thebreaking up of an icy winter She flung herapron over her head and sobbed aloud tillhearing the steps of the men upon thestaircase she rushed off to Barry s room andpresently got quiet for she came out tosupper as if nothing had happenedFrom that time there was a gentler moodupon her mother Nettie saw though shelooked weary and careworn as ever therewas not now often the hard dogged lookwhich had been wont to be there for monthspast Nettie had no difficulty to get her to

62 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERread the Testament and of all things whatshe liked was to get a quiet hour of an eveningalone with Nettie and hear her sing hymnsBut both Nettie and she had a great deal asMrs Mathieson said to put up withAs weeks went on the father of the familywas more and more out at nights and lessand less agreeable when he was at home Heand his friend Lumber helped each other inmischief they went together to Jackson sshop and spent time in lounging and gossiping and talking politics there and what wasworse they made the time and the politicsgo down with draughts of liquor Less andless money came to Mrs Mathieson s handbut her husband always required what hecalled a good meal to be ready for him andhis lodger whenever he came home andmade no difference in his expectationswhether he had provided the means or notThe lodger s rent and board had been atfirst given for the household daily expensesbut then Mr Mathieson began to pay over asmaller sum saying that it was all that wasdue and Mrs Mathieson suspected that the

NETTIE S GARRET 63rest had been paid away already for brandyThen Mr Mathieson told her to trade atJackson s on account and he would settlethe bill Mrs Mathieson held off from thisas long as it was possible She and Nettiedid their very best to make the little thatwas given them go a good way they wastednot a crumb nor a penny and did not spendon themselves what they really wanted thatthey might not have the fearful storm ofanger which was sure to come if the dinnerwas not plentiful and the supper did notplease the taste of Mr Mathieson and hislodger By degrees it came to be very customary for Mrs Mathieson and Nettie tomake their meal of porridge and bread afterall the more savoury food had been devouredby the others and many a weary patch anddarn filled the night hours because they hadnot money to buy a cheap dress or twoNettie bore it very patiently Mrs Mathiesonwas sometimes impatientThis wont last me through the week toget the things you want she said oneSaturday to her husband when he gave

64 TIE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERher what he said was Lumber s payment tohimYou ll have to make it last said hegrufflyWill you tell me how I m going to dothat Here isn t more than half what yougave me at firstSend to Jackson s for what you wanthe roared at her didn t I tell you so anddon t come bothering me with your noiseWhen will you pay JacksonI ll pay you first he said with an oathand very violently It was a ruder wordthan he had ever said to her before and MrsMathieson was staggered for a moment by itbut there was another word she was determined to sayYou may do what you like to me shesaid doggedly but I should think youwould see for yourself that Nettie has toomuch to get along with She is getting justas thin and pale as she can beThat s just your fool s nonsense saidMr Mathieson but he spoke it more quietlyNettie just then entered the room

NETTIE S GARRET 65Here Nettie what ails you Comehere Let s look at you Aint you as strongas ever you was Here s your mother saysyou re getting punyNettie s smile and answer were so placidand untroubled and the little colour thatrose in her cheeks at her father s questionmade her look so fresh and well that he wasquieted He drew her to his arms for hisgentle dutiful little daughter had a place inhis respect and affection both though he didnot often show it very broadly but now hekissed herThere said he don t you go togrowing thin and weak without telling mefor I don t like such doings You tell mewhen you want anything But with thatMr Mathieson got up and went off out of thehouse and Nettie had small chance to tellhim if she wanted anything However thislittle word and kiss were a great comfort andpleasure to her It was the last she hadfrom him in a good whileNettie however was not working forpraise or kisses and very little of either sheF

66 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERgot Generally her father was rough imperious impatient speaking fast enough ifanything went wrong but very sparing inexpressions of pleasure Sometimes a blessing did come upon her from the very depthof Mrs Mathieson s heart and went straightto Nettie s but it was for another blessingshe laboured and prayed and waitedSo weeks went by So her patient littlefeet went up and down the stairs with pailsof water from the spring and her handsmade bread and baked cakes and set roomsin order and it was Nettie always who wentto Mr Jackson s for meal and treacle and toMrs Auguste s the little Frenchwoman s asshe was called for a loaf when they werenow and then out of bread And with hermornings spent at school Nettie s days werevery busy ones and the feet that at nightmounted the steps to her attic room wereaching and tired enough All the more thatnow Nettie and her mother lived half thethe time on porridge all the provision theydared make of other things being quite consumed by the three hearty appetites that

NETTIE S GARRET 67were before them at the meal And Nettie sappetite was not at all hearty and sometimesshe could hardly eat at allAs the summer passed away it began togrow cold too up in her garret Nettie hadnever thought of that As long as the summersun warmed the roof well in the day andonly the soft summer wind played in andout of her window at night it was all verywell and Nettiethought her sleeping chamberwas the best in the whole house for it wasnearest the sky But August departed withits sunny days and September grew cool atevening and October brought still sunnydays it is true but the nights had a clearsharp frost in them and Nettie was obligedto cover herself up warm in bed and look atthe moonlight and the stars as she could seethem through the little square opening leftby the shutter The stars looked very lovelyto Nettie when they peeped at her so in herbed out of their high heaven and she wasvery contentThen came November and the windsbegan to come into the garret not onlyF2

68 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERthrough the open window but through everycrack between two boards The whole garretwas filled with the winds Nettie thoughtIt was hard managing then Shutting theshutter would bar out the stars but not thewind she found and to keep from beingquite chilled through at her times of prayermorning and evening Nettie used to takethe blanket and coverlets from the bed andwrap herself in them It was all she coulddo Still she forgot the inconveniencesand her little garret chamber seemed toNettie very near heaven as well as near theskyBut all this way of life did not make hergrow strong nor rosy and though Nettienever told her father that she wanted anything her mother s heart measured the timeswhen it ought to be told

THE BROWN CLOAK IN NOVEMBER 69CHAPTER IVTHE BROWN CLOAK IN NOVEMBERNOVEMBER days drew toward an end December was near One afternoon MrsMathieson wanting Nettie went to the footof the garret stairs to call her and stoppedhearing Nettie s voice singing It was aclear bird like voice and Mrs Mathiesonlistened at first she could not distinguishthe words but then came a refrain whichwas plain enoughGlory glory glory gloryGlory be to God on highGlory glory glory glorySing his praises through the skyGlory glory glory gloryGlory to the Father giveGlory glory glory glorySing his praises all that liveMrs Mathieson s heart gave way She satdown on the lowest step and cried for verysoreness of heart But work must be done

70 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERand when the song had ceased for it wenton some time Mrs Mathieson wiped hertears with her apron and called NettieYes mother ComingFetch down your school cloak childShe went back to her room and presentlyNettie came in with the cloak looking placidas usual but very paleAre you singing up there to keep yourself warm childWell mother I don t know but it doesNettie answered smiling My garret didseem to me full of glory just now and itoften does motherThe Lord save us exclaimed MrsMathieson bursting into tears again Ibelieve you re in a way to be going abovebefore my faceNow mother what sort of a way is thatof talking said Nettie looking troubledYou know I can t die till Jesus bids meand I don t think he is going to take menow What did you want me to doNothing You aint fit I must go anddo it myself

THE BROWN CLOAK IN NOVEMBER 71Yes I am fit I like to do it saidNettie What is it motherSomebody s got to go to Mr Jackson sbut you aint fit child you eat next to noneat noon You can t live on porridgeI like it mother but I wasn t hungryWhat s wanting from Jackson sNettie put on her cloak and took herbasket and went out It was after sundownalready and a keen wind swept through thevillage street and swept through Nettie sbrown cloak too tight as she wrapped itabout her But though she was cold andblue and the wind seemed to go throughher as well as the cloak Nettie was thinkingof something else She knew that hermother had eaten a very scanty poor sort ofdinner as well as herself and that she oftenlooked pale and wan and Nettie was almostready to wish she had not given the lastpenny of her shilling on Sunday to themissionary box When her father had givenher the coin she had meant then to keep itto buy something now and then for hermother but it was not immediately needed

72 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERand one by one the pennies had gone tobuy tracts or as a mite to the fund forsending Bibles or missionaries to those whodid not know how to sing Nettie s song ofgloryShe wondered to herself now if she haddone quite right she could not help thinkingthat if she had one penny she could buy asmoked herring which with a bit of breadand tea would make a comfortable supperfor her mother which she could relish Hadshe done right But one more thought ofthe children and grown people who have notthe Bible who know nothing of the goldencity with its gates of pearl and are nowisefit to enter by those pure entrances wherenothing that defileth can go in andNettie wished no more for a penny back thatshe had given to bring them there Shehugged herself in her cloak and as she wentquick along the darkening ways the lightfrom that city seemed to shine in her heartand make warmth through the cold Shewas almost sorry to go to Mr Jackson s shopit had grown rather a disagreeable place to

THE BROWN CLOAK IN NOVEMBER 73her lately It was half full of people asusual at that hourWhat do you want said Mr Jacksonrather curtly when Nettie s turn came andshe had told her errand What he exclaimed seven pounds of meal and a poundof butter and two pounds of sugar Well youtell your father that I should like to havemy bill settled it s all drawn up you seeand I don t like to open a new account tillit s all squareHe turned away immediately to anothercustomer and Nettie felt she had got heranswer She stood a moment very disappointed and a little mortified and somewhat downhearted What should they dofor supper and what a storm there wouldbe when her father heard about all this andfound nothing but bread and tea on thetable Slowly Nettie turned away and slowlymade the few steps from the door to thecorner She felt very blue indeed comingout of the warm store the chill wind iadeher shiver Just at the corner somebodystopped her

74 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERNettie said the voice of the littleFrench baker what ails you you looknot wellNettie gave her a grateful smile and saidshe was wellYou look not like it said Mme Auguste you look as if the wind mightcarry you off before you get home Cometo my house I want to see you in the lightI haven t time I must go home tomother Mrs AugustYes I know You will go home all thefaster for coming this way first You havenot been to see me in these three or fourweeksShe carried Nettie along with her it wasbut a step and Nettie did not feel capableof resisting anything The little Frenchwoman put her into the shop before hermade her sit down and lighted a candleThe shop was nice and warm and full of thesavoury smell of fresh bakingWe have made our own bread latelysaid Nettie in answer to the charge of notcoming there

THE BROWN CWOAK IN NOVEMBER 75Do you make it good said Mme AugusteIt isn t like yours Mrs August saidNettie smilingIf you will come and live with me nextsummer I will teach you how to do somethings and you shall not look so blue neitherHave you had your supperNo and I am just going home to getsupper I must go Mrs AugustYou come in here said the Frenchwoman you are my prisoner I am allalone and I want somebody for companyYou take off your cloak Nettie and I shallgive you something to keep the wind outYou do what I bid youNettie felt too cold and weak to make anyado about complying unless duty had forbade and she thought there was time enoughyet She let her cloak drop and took offher hood The little back room to whichMme Auguste had brought her was only atrifle bigger than the bit of a shop but itwas as cozy as it was little A tiny stovewarmed it and kept warm too a tiny iron

76 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERpot and tea kettle which were steamingaway The bed was at one end drapednicely with red curtains there was a littlelooking glass and some prints in frames roundthe walls there was Madame s little tablecovered with a purple cloth and with herwork and a small clock and various prettythings on it Mme Auguste had gone to acupboard in the wall and taken out a coupleof plates and little bowls which she set on alittle round stand and then lifting the coverof the pot on the stove she ladled out abowlful of what was in it and gave it toNettie with one of her own nice crisp rollsEat that she said I shan t let yougo home till you have swallowed that tokeep the cold out It makes me all freezeto look at youSo she filled her own bowl and made goodplay with her spoon while between spoonfulsshe looked at Nettie and the good littlewoman smiled in her heart to see how easyit was for Nettie to obey her The savourysimple comforting broth she had set beforeher was the best thing to the child s delicate

THE BROWN CLOAK IN NOVEMBER 77stomach that she had tasted for many adayIs it good said the Frenchwoman whenNettie s bowl was half emptyIt s so good said Nettie I didn tknow I was so hungryNow you will not feel the cold so saidthe Frenchwoman and you will go backquicker Do you like my riz au grasWhat is it ma am said NettieThe Frenchwoman laughed and madeNettie say it over till she could pronouncethe words Now you like it she saidthat is a French dish Do you think MrsMat ieson would like itI am sure she would said Nettie ButI don t know how to make itYou shall come here and I will teachit to you And now you shall carry a littlehome to your mother and ask her if she willdo the honour to a French dish to approveit It do not cost anything I cannot sellmuch bread the winters I live on what costme nothingWhile saying this Mme Auguste had

78 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERfilled a little pail with the riz au gras andput a couple of her rolls along with it Itmust have the French bread she said andshe gave it to Nettie who looked quitecheered up and very gratefulYou are a good little girl she saidHow keep you always your face looking sohappy There is always one little streak ofsunshine here drawing her finger acrossabove Nettie s eyebrows and another hereand her finger passed over the line of Nettie s lipsThat s because I am happy Mrs AugustA lwaysYes alwaysWhat makes you so happy alway youwas just the same in the cold winter outthere as when you was eating my riz augras Now me I am cross in the cold andnot happyBut the Frenchwoman saw a deeper lightcome into Nettie s eyes as she answered Itis because I love the Lord Jesus Mrs Augustand he makes me happy

THE BROWN CLOAK IN NOVEMBER 79You said Madame My childWhat do you say Nettie I think not Ihave heard you rightYes Mrs August I am happy becauseI love the Lord Jesus I know he loves meand he will take me to be with himNot just yet said the FrenchwomanI hope Well I wish I was so happy asyou Nettie Good byeNettie ran home more comforted by hergood supper and more thankful to the goodness of God in giving it and happy in thefeeling of his goodness than can be toldAnd very very glad she was of that littletin pail in her hand she knew her motherneeded Mrs Mathieson had time to eatthe rice broth before her husband cameinShe said she would show me how tomake it said Nettie and it don t cost anythingWhy it s just rice and what is it Idon t see said Mrs Mathieson It isn trice and milkNettie laughed at her mother Mrs

80 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERAugust didn t tell She called it reesoI forget what she called itIt s the best thing I ever saw said MrsMathieson There put the pail awayYour father s comingHe was in a terrible humour as they expected and Nettie and her mother had asad evening of it And the same sort ofthing lasted for several days Mrs Mathieson hoped that perhaps Mr Lumber wouldtake into his head to seek lodgings somewhere else or at least that Mathieson wouldhave been shamed into paying Jackson sbill but neither thing happened MrLumber found his quarters too comfortableand Mr Mathieson spent too much of hisearnings on drink to find the amount necessary to clear off the scores at the grocer sshopFrom that time as they could run up nonew account the family were obliged to liveon what they could immediately pay forThat was seldom a sufficient supply and soin dread of the storms that came whenevertheir wants touched Mr Mathieson s own

THE BROWN CLOAK IN NOVEMBER 81comfort Nettie and her mother denied themselves constantlywhat they very much neededThe old can sometimes bear this better thanthe young Nettie grew more delicate morethin and more feeble every day It troubledher mother sadly Mr Mathieson could notbe made to see it Indeed he was little athome except when he was eatingG

82 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERCHAPTER VTHE NEW BLANKETIaETTIE had been in Barry s room one eveningputting it to rights through the busy dayit had somehow been neglected Mrs Mathieson s heart was so heavy that her workdragged and when Nettie came out andsat down to her Sunday school lesson hermother kept watching her for a long timewith a dull listless face quite still and idleThe child s face was busy over her Bible andMrs Mathieson did not disturb her tillNettie lifted her head to glance at the clockThen the bitterness of her mother s heartbroke outHe s a ruined man she exclaimed inher despair He s a ruined man he staking to drinking more and more It s allover with him and with usNo mother said Nettie gently Ihope not There s better times coming

THE NEW BLANKET 83mother God never forsakes those thattrust in him He has promised to hearprayer and I have prayed to him and Ifeel sure he will save usMrs Mathieson was weeping bitterlySo don t you cry mother TrustOnly believe don t you remember Jesussaid that Just believe him mother I doAnd proving how true she spoke howsteadfast and firm was the faith she professed with that as Nettie got up to putaway her books her lips burst forth intosong and never more clear nor more sweetthan she sung then sounded the wild sweetnotes that belong to the words favouriteswith her There was no doubt in her voiceat allGreat spoils I shall win from death hell and sinMidst outward afflictions shall feel Christ withinAnd when I m to die Receive me I ll cryFor Jesus hath loved me I cannot tell whyMrs Mathieson sobbed at first but therecame a great quietness over her and as theclear beautiful strain came to an end sherose up threw her apron over her face andG 2

84 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERknelt quietly down by the side of her bedputting her face in her hands Nettie stoodand looked at her then turned and went upthe stair to her own praying place feeling inher heart as if instead of two weary feet shehad had wings as angels to mount upliterally She knew that part of her prayerwas getting its answer She knew by themanner of her mother that it was in nobitterness and despair but in the humblenessof a bowed heart that she had knelt downand Nettie s slow little feet kept companywith a most bounding spirit She went tobed and covered herself up not to sleep butbecause it was too cold to be in the garreta moment uncovered and lay there broadawake making melody in her heart to theLordIt was very cold up in Nettie s garret nowthe winter had moved on into the latter partof December and the frosts were very keenand the winter winds seem to come in at oneend of the attic and to just sweep through tothe other bringing all except the snow withthem Even the snow often drifted in through

THE NEW BLANKET 85the cracks of the rough wainscot board orunder the shutter and lay in little whitestreaks or heaps on the floor and nevermelted To night there was no wind andNettie had left her shutter open that shemight see the stars as she lay in bed It didnot make much difference in the feeling ofthe place for it was about as cold inside asout and the stars were great friends otNettie To night she lay and watched themblinking down at her through her garretwindow with their quiet eyes they werealways silent witnesses to her of the beautyand purity of heaven and reminders too otthat eye that never sleeps and that hand thatplanted and upholds all How bright theylooked down to night It was very coldand lying awake made Nettie colder sheshivered sometimes under all her coveringsstill she lay looking at the stars in that squarepatch of sky that her shutter opening gaveher to see and thinking of the golden cityThey shall hunger no more neither thirstany more neither shall the sun light onthem nor any heat For the lamb which

S6 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERis in the midst of the throne shall feed themand shall lead them unto living fountains ofwaters and God shall wipe away all tearsfrom their eyes There shall be no morecurse but the throne of God and of theLamb shall be in it and his servants shallserve himHis servants shall serve him thoughtNettie and mother will be there andfather will be there and Barry and I shallbe there and then I shall be happy AndI am happy now Blessed be the Lordwhich hath not turned away my prayer norhis mercy from me And if that versewent through Nettie s head once it did fiftytimes So did this one which the quietstars seemed to repeat and whisper to herThe Lord redeemeth the soul of his servantsand none of them that trust in him shall bedesolate And though now and then ashiver passed over Nettie s shoulders withthe cold she was ready to sing for verygladness and fulness of heartBut lying awake and shivering did notdo Nettie s little body any good she looked

THE NEW BLANKET 87so very white the next day that it caughteven Mr Mathieson s attention He reachedout his arm and drew Nettie toward him asshe was passing between the cupboard andthe table Then he looked at her but hedid not say how she lookedDo you know day after to morrow isChristmas day said heYes I know It s the day when Christwas born said NettieWell I don t know anything about thatsaid her father but what I mean is that aweek after is New Year What would youlike me to give you Nettie heyNettie stood still for a moment then hereyes lighted upWill you give it to me father if I tellyouI don t know If it is not extravagantperhaps I willIt will not cost much said Nettie earnestly Will you give me what I choosefather if it does not cost too muchI suppose I will What is itFather you wont be displeased

88 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERNot I said Mr Mathieson drawingNettie s little form tighter in his grasp hethought he had never felt it so slight andthin beforeFather I am going to ask you a greatthing to go to church with me New Year sdayTo church said her father frowningbut he remembered his promise and he feltNettie in his arms yet What on earthgood will that do youA great deal of good It would pleaseme so much fatherWhat do you want me to go to churchfor said Mr Mathieson not sure yet whathumour he was going to be inTo thank God father that there was aChristmas when Jesus came that we mighthave a New YearWhat what said Mr MathiesonWhat are you talking aboutBecause father said Nettie tremblingand seizing her chance since Jesus lovedus and came and died for us we all mayhave a New Year of glory I shall father

THE NEW BLANKET 89and I want you too Oh do father andNettie burst into tears Mr Mathieson heldher fast and his face showed a succession ofchanges for a minute or so But she presently raised her head from his shoulderwhere it had sunk and kissed him andsaidMay I have what I want fatherYes go along said Mr MathiesonI should like to know how to refuse youthough But Nettie don t you want me togive you anything elseNothing else she told him with herface all shining with joy Mr Mathiesonlooked at her and seemed very thoughtfulall supper timeCan t you strengthen that child up abit he said to his wife afterwards Shedoes too muchShe does as little as I can help saidMrs Mathieson but she is always at something I am afraid her room is too cold onights She aint fit to bear it It s bitterup thereGive her another blanket or quilt then

90 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERsaid her husband I should think youwould see to that Does she say she iscoldNo never except sometimes when I seeher looking blue and ask herAnd what does she say thenShe says sometimes she is a little coldWell do put something more over herand have no more of it said her husbandviolently Sit still and let the child becold when another covering would make itall right And he ended with swearing atherMrs Mathieson did not dare to tell himthat Nettie s food was not of a sufficientlynourishing and relishing kind she knewwhat the answer to that would be and shefeared that a word more about Nettie ssleeping room would be thought an attackupon Mr Lumber s being in the house Soshe was silentBut there came home something for Nettiein the course of the Christmas week whichcomforted her a little and perhaps quietedMr Mathieson too He brought with him

THE NEW BLANKET 91on coming home to supper one evening agreat thick roll of a bundle and put it inNettie s arms telling her that was for herNew YearFor me said Nettie the colour startinga little into her cheeksYes for you Open it and seeSo Nettie did with some trouble andthere tumbled out upon the floor a greatheavy warm blanket new from the shopMr Mathieson thought the pink in hercheeks was the prettiest thing he had seenin a long whileIs this for me fatherI mean it to be so See if it will go onthat bed of yours and keep you warmNettie gave her father some very heartythanks which he took in a silent pleasedway and then she hastened off with herblanket upstairs How thick and warm itwas and how nicely it would keep her comfortable when she knelt all wrapped up in iton that cold floor For a little while itwould not even a warm blanket would keepher from the cold more than a little while at

92 THE CARPENTER S DAUGHTERa time up there But Nettie tried its powersthe first thing she didDid Mr Mathieson mean the blanket totake the place of his promise Nettiethought of that but like a wise child shesaid nothing at all till the Sunday morningcame Then before she set off for Sundayschool she came to her father s elbowFather I ll be home a quarter after tenwill you be ready thenReady for what said Mr MathiesonFor my New Year s said Nettie Youknow you promised I should go to churchwith youDid I And aint you going to take theblanket for your New Year s and let me offNettieNo father to be sure not I ll be homeat a quarter past please don t forget AndNettie went off to school very thankful andhappy for her father s tone was not unkindHow glad she was New Year s day had comeon SundayMr Mathieson was as good as his wordHe was ready at the time and they walked

THE NEW BLANKET 93to the church together That was a greatday to Nettie Her father and mother goingto church in company with her and with eachother But nobody that saw her sober sweetlittle face would have guessed how very fullher heart was of prayer even as they walkedalong the street among the rest of the peopleAnd when they got to church it seemed asif every word of the prayers and of the reading and of the hymns and of the sermonstruck on all Nettie s nerves of hearing andfeeling Would her father understand anyof those sweet words would he feel themwould they reach him Nettie little thoughtthat what he felt most what did reach himthough he did not thoroughly understand itwas the look of her own face though shenever but once dared turn it toward himThere was a little colour in it more thanusual her eye was deep in its earnestnessand the grave set of her little mouth wasbroken up now and then in a way that MrMathieson wanted to watch better than thestraight sides of her sun bonnet would let himOnce he thought he saw something more