How to spend a week happily


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How to spend a week happily
Spine title:
Week spent happily
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140 p., 1 leaf of plates : ill. (some col.) ; 15 cm.
Burbury, E. J
Gall & Inglis ( Publisher )
Gall & Inglis
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Children -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Storytelling -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Happiness -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Brothers and sisters -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Family stories -- 1881   ( local )
Bldn -- 1881
Family stories.   ( local )
novel   ( marcgt )
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Scotland -- Edinburgh
England -- London


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by Mrs. Burbury.
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Date of publication from inscription.
Preservation and Access for American and British Children's Literature, 1870-1889 (NEH PA-50860-00).

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University of Florida
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Baldwin Library of Historical Children's Literature in the Department of Special Collections and Area Studies, George A. Smathers Libraries, University of Florida
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Thanks, thanks, my dear children," said Mr Hamilton, throwing
up his window.-Page 99.







" How very silent mamma is to-night," whispered
little Fanny Howard to her sister, "and how red
her eyes are-I hope she is not ill."
No, Fanny; but you know papa went away to-
day for a long time, and it is that which makes poor
mamma look sad. "
I wish we could comfort her, Emily, she al-
ways comforts us when we are unhappy, why can-
not we do something for her now?"
So we can, dear Fanny. Let us try to be
very good indeed, and give her no trouble; that is
the best way, I think, of showing our love: you
see she likes to be silent, and quite still, suppose we
try to amuse ourselves without troubling her, ana
then, besides her not being disturbed, she will be
pleased to see us doing our duty."
"Oh yes!" said Fanny, clapping her hands
gently, "that's a very good way; but what shall
we do first? I should like to look at that large
book of pictures that stands on the round table be-
hind mamma's chair, and perhaps you will explain
them to me, Emily ?"


That I will, love; can you get the book your-
Yes, if I carry it very carefully."
Fanny went, but came back immediately, and,
standing by her sister's side, said-
"I will not look at the book to-night, Emily."
Why not?"
Because you said to-day you wanted to read
that German tale mamma gave you, and I would
just as soon sit here and knit."
You good-natured little thing," said Emily;
"so you remember that; but I know you would
rather see those pictures than any thing else, and
I can read my book after eight o'clock, when you
are gone to bed."
No, Emily, I would rather- "
So would I, Missy; I know what will please
ou best, so trot off, and fetch the large book; do
you not think I ought to try and please mamma as
well as you, and do you not know that she always
tells us to help each other, me especially, because I
am the eldest? Now go, and bring the book."
You are two good girls, my darlings," said
their mother, who had listened attentively to this
conversation, although the children thought she
was not paying any attention to them. Come to
me," and she kissed them as they stood beside her;
" 1 have heard all you said, and I thank you both,
my dear, dear children, not only for your love


now, but for showing me what a long time that
love has been in your hearts. Now I know you
love me; for I am sure you both remember what
our dear Saviour said: If a man love me, he will
keep my commandments;' so when I see you
eagerly give up your own wishes to make each
other happy, and do your duty to God and to me,
I feel that you indeed love me, and attend to
what I say; and, as you are so willing to please
me, let me see if I cannot find some way of spend-
ing the evenings till your papa returns, so as to
please us all; go, Fanny, to Miss Norton's room,
and ask her if she and your cousins will be so good
as to come down to us."
Very soon Fanny came back, holding her kind
governess by the hand, and followed by Grace
and Blanche; when they were all seated, Mrs.
Howard said-
I have a proposal to make, to which I hope
rou will all agree. During the time we are alone, I
thinkk it would be a very amusing and instructive
way of spending the evenings, if each of us in turn
were to relate to the others a tale illustrating some
precept we have all been taught to respect and love;
it will occupy, and at the same time improve our
time-what say you?"
Must I tell a tale, mamma ?" asked Fanny.
Not at first, my love; it will be wise for the
oldest of the party to begin."


I am very glad of that," replied Fanny se-
dately; I was afraid my turn would come first,
and I am not quite ready."
You dear, conceited little bee," said Grace,
kissing the demure young fairy; so you thought
you were to lead us off, did you?"
Of course, Cousin Grace, you know you always
make me go first at our new French game; but I
wish you would not call me conceited, and I don't
think I am at all like a bee;" and the little lady
drew herself up in a very dignified manner.
Now, I think you are, Miss Fanny, and I think
I can prove it. What do bees go in search of all
day long?"
Why honey, of course, Cousin Grace."
And where do they take it, Cousin Fanny?"
Home, to be sure. I should have thought you
knew that," said Fanny, relaxing into a laugh.
Then what are sweet smiles, and kind words,
and loving actions, but this world's honey, Fanny
dear ; and who brings so full a share to her home
in the chosen tree as you, you little bee?"
If all these things make a bee, Cousin Grace,
I do wish I was one, and I am very glad, very
glad indeed, that you call me so."
Well when you have settled about your names,
my dears, I shall be glad to hear what you think
of my project?"
It is delightful!" exclaimed all the children.


-' I suppose then, a[ I am decidedly the most an-
cient lady of the party, I must tell the first tale?"
Oh yes! oh yes!"
"And the subject, too ?-Well then, you all
know how great a value I set upon the habit of
obedience, and will not be surprised that, if I choose
the subject most interesting to myself, it will be
illustrative of this great virtue. In my opinion it i
the most important duty of our lives; all great
things spring from it; all evil ones from its neglect
I think my tale will sufficiently prove the truth oi
this. Do you remember last summer, when we
returned from your aunt's gipsy party to The
Hollies, that we passed a fine old house about five
miles on the road, respecting which I told you there
was a very melancholy story?"
Oh yes, mamma, and Aunt Lucy asked you
to create the tale to us then, but you said, 'No, at
some future time when we were more prepared to
listen attentively we should hear it.' Oh yes, I re-
member quite well-are you going to tell us now?'
asked Fanny.
Yes, but if you wish for the whole, it will be
a long story, as well as a sad one."
Oh, we shall be sure to like it. dear mammr.'


Many years ago, Winterdyne, that is the name
of the estate, passed by the death of its owner into
the hands of a gentleman named Temple, who im-
mediately announced his intention of residing there.
The place had been long shut up, for the last pos-
sessor had other and more lively seats, and for
many years no one but an old gardener and his
wife had lived there; it was a very large house,
and great was the pleasure felt in the neighbour-
hood when it was known that Colonel Temple and
his family had chosen it for a place of permanent
residence In a very short time the solitary ap-
pearanct, oi the house and grounds was gone, the
place was alive with gardeners, painters, upholsterers
and servants; every thing wore the active, busy look
of wealth and taste: it was evident the whole pro-
ceedings were under the superintendence of an ele-
gant and refined mind; not one of the old trees.
was cut down, nor the long avenues of stately elms
disturbed in their straight line by the destruction of
even one niece of timber, to let in ever so beautiful a
view; the quaint old walks, and yews, cut into the
queer shapes our ancestors loved, were untouched;
and on the side of the house looking upon them all
was left in its original state; the oak-panelled
rooms, -nith their deep large windows, were care-


fully ftirnished in the ancient style befitting them,
and no gaudy, pretty knick-knacks disturbed the
harmony of the arrangements. The opposite side
of the mansion, facing the deer park, was of modern
structure, and all the most magnificent and luxu-
rious inventions of the London upholsterers were
lavished upon the lofty saloons and beautiful stair-
case. Two ages seemed coexistent in the mass of
building and the grounds. On one side you walked
through wide dusky rooms, with dark oak walls,
and looked through deep windowed recesses,
upon a prim and scrupulously straight and square
garden, along the walks of which you might
well expect to meet some stately dame in farthin-
gale and sacque. On the other side, you looked
fiom immense windows, glazed with large sheets
of plate glass, upon an exquisite lawn studded
with flower-beds, and enriched with specimens of
all the finest shrubs and plants reared in this cli-
mate; sleeping below was a noble lake, upon which
glided in graceful beauty four splendid swans.
Everything had been artfully and tastefully ar-
ranged, there was an intermixture of evergreens,
with other trees, so that even in winter the view
was never desolate, and in the gay days of blos-
soming June, the sombre hues of arbutus and box
only sobered, without obscuring, the lively and
radiant colours of the brighter children of the


At last, after many months of preparation and
expectation, it was known that Colonel Temple and
his family were come. One short week, to give
them the least possible time to settle themselves,
and Winterdyne was besieged with visitors, to
whom were introduced, as well as the owner and
his wife, four children, Hubert, Clarice, Edgar,
and Milicent. My mother, then a young girl of
sixteen, lived at The Hollies with her parents, and
as it was the nearest residence to Winterdyne, the
families soon became very intimate.
Hubert and Clarice were twins, and when they
first came into the neighbourhood, about fourteen
years old; Edgar a year younger, and Milicent, the
pet of the whole house, just ten. A singularly
handsome boy was Hubert Temple, but proud,
passionate and wayward, acting always upon the
impulse of a daring and ungoverned temper, and
from being the eldest son, and heir to a large for-
tune and ancient name, thought of so much im-
portance, that the difficult task of controlling him
was seldom effectually attempted: he was naturally
of an affectionate and generous disposition, but
long indulgence and indomitable pride had made
him both selfish and disobedient. Although of a
tall and graceful figure, with a brow as fair as his
sister's, and hair as dark as the wing of the raven
that croaked in the pine-grove by the lake, he was
free from the smallest particle of personal vanity;


for he was by far too proud of his name and his
talents to indulge in the paltry pride of mere
beauty: there were the seeds of many virtues in
Hubert Temple, but the baneful spirit of dis.
obedience had been permitted to flourish in the
soil, and, like the tendrils of the deadly night-
shade, was choking and destroying the fairel
Clarice, a meek and gentle child, patient and
persevering, so unobtrusive as to be rarely notice
by strangers, formed a complete contrast to her
twin brother: hers was a beautiful but retiring
character, unvalued because unknown, yet in its
humble, religious, and earnest goodness, most at-
tractive in the sight of Heaven. Edgar was of a
weak, indolent, and good-natured disposition, easily
led, and generally following the opinion of the last
speaker, not because he was incapable of forming
tne of his own, but because it saved him the trou-
Ale of thinking, and he was so idle that his brother
klubert often told him that if the key to the valley
if diamonds lay in a rabbit-hole before him, he
would not stoop to pick it up.
No, very likely not! What is the use of getting
all over dirt for nothing? I should not like thb
trouble of dressing and washing. You might have
all the diamonds for me!"
Mrs. Temple, who was in very delicate health,
always fancied that Edgar was ill, and allowed


him to be as idle and listless as he pleased, lest he
should increase his fancied malady; and though
the boy felt sometimes annoyed at being so often
o;. the sick list, yet he escaped so many lessons,
was suffered to do others in so slovenly a manner,
and had so much delicious invalid cookery, that he
usually resigned himself to her opinion very con-
Milicent, or Milly, as she was oftener called, the
youngest of the four, was the prettiest, most playful,
and mischievous little thing in existence; there was
no frolic in the house of which she was not a ring-
leader: she was the darling of her father and mother,
the pet of everybody, and when reproved, which was
very seldom, she had a way of looking through her
ong curled eyelashes with a sort of demure fun, as
if wondering how much more you could find in your
neart to say, and then, tossing back the thick brown
"-inglets hanging nearly to her waist, would throw
ner arms round you, and silencing your rebuke with
kisses, effectually put an end to the lecture. This
was her mode with those she loved; but with any-
body else who presumed to exert authority over
her sovereign will, she would stamp her tiny
foot, and shaking her little head in a furious
passion, seldom failed in getting her own way.
Above every one she was the pride and torment of
her brother Hubert; not a merry trick that she
cold imagine but she played upon him: she cut


deep figures on his balls with a penknife, letting
out all the stuffing, drove ragged-headed nails into
his cricket-bats, unfastened his fishing-lines from
the side of the lake, and did every conceivable
mischief her active fancy could suggest; then hid
herself to see his rage, and hear his threats of ven-
geance against her whom he well knew to be the
offender. Yet with all her tiresome pranks Hubert
loved her better than either Clarice or Edgar, and
she in return idolized him, and thought that the
admirable Crichton, of whom she had heard such
wonderful things, was nothing-nothing at all to
her favourite brother. To Miss Mansfield, their
governess, Milly paid very little attention, and
though she really liked her very much for her un-
failing patience and good-nature, she constantly
disobeyed and disregarded her wishes; her punish-
ments were continually either evaded or remitted,
and the consequence was, of course, that at ten
years old she knew very much less than any well-
disciplined child of seven.

"It is of no use trying, I cannot do it," said Milly,
pouting over a piece of patchwork she was making,
Why not, my dear?"
It's so difficult."
Not very, I think, if you really try."
But it is-the sides are not even!" and she
pulled them pettishly apart again.


It will neither be easy nor even, Milly, if you
give way to impatience, the pieces were perfectly
straight when you had them."
I shall not try any longer, I will give it up."
No, Milly, you must finish the star I gave
you-you chose the work yourself; and, remem-
ber, when you did so, I told you I would not be at
the trouble of cutting and placing the papers, un
less you promised to finish it when you had it."
Yes, but I did not say when-I did not say
No, but you meant it; and so did I, therefore
I shall expect to have it done."
But I cannot do it."
Try, nothing is done without trying."
I want to go and see Hubert's rabbits, I pro-
mised to feed them for him."
So you shall when you have finished your
I can come back presently."
No Milly, I shall not permit you to leave this
room until you have finished that star."
Then I shall be here all day;" and the child
began to cry, and after a few minutes, finding that
Miss Mansfield took no notice of her, she commenced
stamping her feet, and breaking her thread into small
pieces. Miss Mansfield looked at her watch.
At one o'clock, Milly, I am going to the village
with Clarice, to purchase some silks: it wants nearly


nalf an hour of the time; if you bring me your
work finished by then you shall accompany us, if
not we shall go without you."
Her governess left the room, and in a fit of pas-
sion Milly threw her patchwork in all directions.
The walk to the village was a great object to her
just then, for she particularly wished to buy some
new geraniums for her garden, and she wanted to
choose them: her mamma was not at home, and
she saw no means of evading the threatened punish-
ment but by obedience, and that she felt by far too
stubborn to yield, if it were possible to obtain her
wish in any other way; she walked about, and
looked out of the window on the lawn, expecting, I
suppose, the trees or birds to come in and help her,
and cried until the bell, which always rang five
minutes before one o'clock, began. It was not too
ate for a willing and obedient child to have com-
pleted the star, even then, but instead of setting
to work in such a spirit, she threw herself on the
floor by the window, and sobbed.
Clarice ran by the window dressed, and she
heard her mother's voice, saying, It is very
warm out of the shade along the high road, so if
you and the children like to have my carriage, the
ponies shall not be taken out while you get ready,
and Watson shall drive you into the village."
"Oh! thank you, thank you, mamma!" said


As you return you can go round by The Hol-
ies, and take this note to Mrs. Murray; remember
you bring me an answer, it will spare me the trou-
ble of going out again, and you and Milly will see
the presents the children had yesterday on Sarah's
birthday; you may stay as long as Miss Mansfield
can allow you."
What a treat, Clarice, is it not?" asked her
I will make haste; but where is Milly-is she
ready ?"
She is finishing some work in the school-room,
it is done by this time, I have no doubt."
Oh! I hope so, for her pet friend Marion is at
The Hollies!"
With feelings that every child can well imagine,
Milly in her corner listened to this conversation.
Such a combination of delights! a drive in her
mamma's pretty pony carriage to the village, then
a visit to her favourite friends, and the sight of the
gay London presents, were all irresistible. She
looked up at the school-room clock, in a minute it
would strike one, then at her scattered work. She
had still time to amend, for she knew that if she
confessed her fault to her kind governess, and
showed a penitent and active spirit, she would be
forgiven; but, unfortunately, obedience was the
last thing she felt inclined to show; and she had
just resolved to obtain her mamma's permission to


go, which she was sure Miss Mansfield would not
contradict, when turning hastily round she upset
her sister's work-box, and there fell from it a star
of the same pattern as the one over which she had
rebelled. She eagerly seized it, without at first a
distinct idea of what she was going to do; but she
heard Miss Mansfield's footstep crossing the hall:
she was coming to know if her task was done, and,
in a moment, before she had time to think of the
grievous sin she was committing, she ran forward
to meet her with Clarice's wdrk in her hand.
Ah! have you finished?" said her governess,
taking it from her, and examining it, not noticing
that she made no reply; very well indeed, my
love! I am rejoiced at your obedience, and I am
sure you will enjoy your reward all the more that
you have earned it." Milly trembled from head
to foot: she had spoken no words of falsehood,
but she felt that she had acted one, and the drive
and visit lost all value in her eyes; the first sin of
disobedience had already induced another to screen
it, where would it end? Poor child! poor child!
During the first hour Milly was very silent, but
when she arrived at The Hollies, she had reconciled
herself by determining to make her star as soon as
she returned, put Clarice's back again into her box,
and then, thought the mistaken child, no harm will
be done. The crime in the sight of God she never
considered; all she feared was public exposure,


and if that could be avoided, she forgot the sin.
When she got home, she ran to the school-room to
pick up the pieces of her patchwork, for it was a
very singular pattern, part of a dress brought from
Paris by her mamma, and the fragment out of
which Miss Mansfield had carefully cut her and
Clarice the hexagons they wanted, was entirely
used. The instant she entered, she saw that some
one had been putting tidily away all she had left
about, and she hunted with a beating heart for the
pieces of print, but could find none: in eager
haste she opened every book, music-roll, and work-
basket, but nowhere were they to be seen. The
windows had been left open, and she thought that
perhaps they had been blown away; but after a dili
gent search over the lawn, and under all the shrubs,
where she hoped they might have lodged, she was
obliged to give it up in despair: she dared not
make any inquiry from the housemaid, whose
work it was to attend upon the school-room, and
could do nothing but vainly hope that Clarice
would not miss her star; but this chance was de-
stroyed when her sister and Miss Mansfield en-
tered, and Clarice said,
Now let us get our work, and talk about to-day
shall we, Milly ?"-she went to her box, and after
a few minutes exclaimed,
Have you removed any work from here, Mise


"' No, my dear; why?"
Because some one has taken my blue patch-
work star. I put it here this morning when I
went out."
No one would take it, you must have over-
looked it."
Well, I will look again-no-see, Miss Mans
field, it is not here, is it?"
Search in your bag, then; it was on the table,
very likely it was put in there."
Clarice turned every thing out, and opened the
tidy little bundles, but no star was visible.
How provoking! Milly, dear, have you seen
Milly pretended to be too busy reading a book
she had brought home to hear her sister's question.
I am so vexed-Milly, do help me to look;"
she rummaged every corner, and repeated, do
come, Milly."
What is the use of making so much fuss, Cla-
rice? I dare say you have lost it," said Milly.
No, that I have not, I liked it too much. Are
you sure you have not seen it, Milly dear?"
If you had it in your box how could I see it?"
she answered, pettishly.
I am very sorry, Clarice," said Miss Mans-
field, "for there is not an atom left! Are you
sure you put it away?"
"- Oh, yes! and I stuck three needles on the


other side, for fear I should lose them; I know 1
am not mistaken!"
How Milly trembled; she had never observed
in her haste that anything was on the star, and
she knew that if the needles were still there, and
her governess found them, the disgraceful secret
would be discovered.
There seems nothing bat trouble connected
with the patchwork," said the governess; first
Milly's distress, though she obeyed my wishes at
last, and now your misfortune."
I would almost sooner have lost anything I
have than that! May I ring, Miss Mansfield, and
ask Mary if she saw it when she put the room to
rights ?"
Yes, certainly."
"Oh, no, miss!" said the servant in reply to her
question; "I did not see a star like that you speak
of, but I found several small bits of the same sort
as Mrs. Temple's dress lying about, and I thought
they were of no use, so I threw them away with the
They could not be the same, Mary, for I used
every particle that remained to cut the twelve
pieces for the young ladies; I did not leave any."
"Perhaps I can pick them up again Ia'am;
shall I try?"
Not unless you are sure they are the same that
NIiss Temple has lost; go into my room, Clarice,


and bring Milly's star from my table, I laid it
down when I went to dress."
Milly sprang up, but her governess said-" No,
not you my love. Your sister will oblige me."
She sat down with a feeling of despair, and
through her ringlets watched the door.
Clarice returned, her face was deadly pale, and
she never glanced at her sister; but, taking the
patchwork to Miss Mansfield, said in a trembling
voice, which she vainly tried to steady, Here it
is; I met mamma on the stairs, and I have asked
her to give me a slip from her new pink dress,
for I will have my centre pink, as Milly's is blue,
so never mind troubling Mary to look in the dust."
Oh, you'll find it some day my love; but I
think it will really be better to have different
colours, for you see, Clarice, Milly has so im-
proved in her work that the long stitches will not
show us which is hers; really Milly, I never saw
you work so well before."
Clarice did not venture to look at her, she had
found the needles on the back of the star, and
knew it for her own. At first she fancied that
Milly in a hurry had given the one piece of work
by mistake for the other; but the disobedience of
the morning, her silence during the drive, and her
evident unwillingness to join in the search, too
truly told her it was no mistake, but a deliberate


Miss Mansfield soon after left the room, and the
children were alone. Milly bent her head closely
over her book, and waited in expectation of her
sister speaking on the subject that she well knew
occupied her thoughts; but the silence remained
unbroken, until Hubert called out from the lawn,
" Come here Milly, I've caught such a splendid
She jumped up, and met Clarice's eyes, brim-
ming with tears, full upon her.
"Don't be vexed, Clarice, I did not mean to
tell a story; but Miss Mansfield was so cross, and
she insisted upon my doing that nasty patchwork,
and I couldn't, and then-and then-"
"Come, Milly, don't be a month," said Hubert.
I am very much obliged to you, Clarice dear,
for your not telling, and I'11 never do so again,
indeed I never will; but Miss Mansfield knew that
it was impossible for me to make it, and she- "
If you don't come I shall go," called Hubert,
impatiently; and without again meeting her sister's
grieved face, she ran off to him.

Pray come in and join us, we want a fellow
like you," said Edward Dacey to Hubert, as he sav
him looking wistfully over the gate of his father's
field, where he and several lads were playing at
cricket. He was a vulgar and ill-educated boy


son of a retired brewer at Harbourne, whose family
had been ever since the arrival of the Tempies
striving to become acquainted with them; every
sort of civility had been forced upon Mrs. Temple
and Clarice by Mrs. Dacey, but although received
with perfect courtesy, no intimacy had ensued.
Flatteries and smiles were tried in vain even with
Milly, for though she was not displeased to hear
herself called Angel," and Fairy," and
" Beauty," whenever she met the ladies, she had
too much of her mother's good taste not to feel
that it was insincere. All deference and exagge-
rated respect was shown to the colonel by the
brewer at parish meetings, vestries, and elections;
out the high-bred soldier was annoyed instead of
conciliated by such undue servility; and, foiled
everywhere, the sons next tried to win their way
through Hubert and Edgar. But Colonel Temple
had, in the most positive terms, forbade the slightest
intimacy, and hitherto all their inducements had
been vainly held out, and the boys had carefully
respected their parent's prohibition. But on this
day Hubert was in a very angry mood; he had
been disappointed of receiving a Newfoundland
puppy he was expecting from his uncle, and in an
extremely ill temper had come upon this party
playing at cricket with the young Daceys. They
were practising for a match between the boys of
FHarbourne ana the pupils of the Grammar School.


At first, after declining the invitation to enter the
ground, Hubert moved away from the gate, for all
further conversation than was absolutely necessary
for courtesy's sake had been forbidden; but Ed-
ward Dacey so earnestly appealed to him for hi,
opinion upon a disputed point in the game, that
little by little he suffered himself to be drawn into
a discussion.
"I know you are wrbng, Temple," said one of
his own companions who was in the group, after
hearing his decision.
Well, if I am, then my uncle is, and he is one
of the oldest members of the famous club in
That may be, but still I say you are wrong."
But I tell you, Mostyn, I have heard the ques-
tion settled over and over again."
So have I, but not as you say."
Hubert began to grow angry; he was a very
clever batsman, and proud of his skill.
"If I was there I would soon show you," said he.
Well, come in then."
"No, not now; I cannot," he replied, his
father's interdict returning to his memory.
Why not? If you don't I shall think you a
Just as you like; but come to-morrow to Win-
terdyne and I will convince you," said Hubert,
turning to go.


Then, if you can, why don't you do it here-
why cannot you come in?"
Do, Mr. Temple," urged Edward, "it is a
capital ground-true and level."
Not to-night, thank you."
He's afraid of his father," said a little boy's
In a moment Hubert was over the gate, and in
the midst of the party; once there, all recollection
of his parent's displeasure vanished, and he was
absorbed in the game. He was unquestionably
the best cricketer of them all, and the Daceys,
proud of having him among them, administered
large doses of flattery with great adroitness. He
was leaning on his' bat, when a loud exclamation
behind startled and made him look round, it was
Mrs. Dacey.
How do you do, sir-glad to see you-hope
jou are well? Oh, Mr. Temple, this is charming;
quite an unexpected pleasure. I hope the colonel
and your dear mamma are well."
Quite well, ma'am, thank you," replied Hubert,
recalled to a sense of his disobedience by the sound
of Mrs. Dacey's voice.
How glad my sons must be of your assistance,
Mr. Temple, they want sadly to beat those gram-
mar school boys; and, now they have you, the-
are sure."
But I do not belong to their club "


Oh. but they will be too delighted that yoL
should. Edward, William, come here; Mr. Tem-
ple says that he does not belong to your club, but
of course you can admit him at any moment."
"Indeed, madam-"
Pray do not apologize; it will bp a pleasure."
Oh no, Mrs. Daoey, not now."
It will be no inconvenience at all, Mr. Temple,
for such an acquisition as you--they will be
honoured, I am sure."
You overrate my powers, madam; I could be
of no use, indeed."
"What, the famous Mr. Temple! Why I have
heard nothing but lamentations that you were not
one of them, ever since the club has been formed.
We must have you."
But my father-" said Hubert, almost des-
Oh, the colonel will make no objection, I arn
certain. If he does, Mr. Dacey can set all right
don't be afraid."
Oh that unlucky word! it upset all his good reso-
lutions; he had not moral courage to avow boldly
a proper subordination to his father's wish; and,
sooner than a silly scheming woman should think
him afraid (as he ought to have been), he preferred
breaking a parent's command.
Temple has joined us! Temple has joined us!
Say good-bye to your chance, my boys," shouted tihe


Harbourne eleven; and, before the bewildered lad
well knew what they were about, they had carried
him to the tent, put him on a stool, and gathering
round, huzzaed loudly.

What a torment those Daceys are," said Colonel
Temple to his wife, at breakfast the next day, open-
ing a letter which a servant gave to him; "here's
an epistle from that incorrigible lady, talking about
some cricket match. Hey! what is this? Hopes
we will join them at a collation in the tent after the
sport, at which Mr. Temple will doubtless distin-
guish himself in the manner of which he gave such
excellent promise last night.' What does she mean,
can you guess, my dear? What Mr. Temple?
Charles is not down, and even if he were, he would
never go there, that's clear; she must be dreaming."
Oh, it's some mistake."
The colonel thought a moment, then rang the bell.
Send Master Temple here."
He came.
Hubert, I have just received a very strange
note from Mrs. Dacey; I do not understand it at
all; she speaks of some Mr. Temple having joined
their club; your uncle Charles is not here, and
there is no one else of the name that I can think
Hubert looked down.


Surely it is not you? After my positive com-
mands, it cannot be."
Hubert did not reply.
Speak, sir; have you disobeyed me?"
"Last night I came upon them by chance, ano
they persuaded me; they said I was afraid,-
"And what? You acted against my positive
prohibition, and joined yourself with those to whom
I desired you never unnecessarily even to speak !"
"It was quite by accident, father."
"You annoy me seriously, Hubert; I though
you had too much gentlemanly feeling to find any
pleasure in associating with such a family as those
Daceys-vulgar purseproud boys; I should think
you cannot have an idea in common with them."
Mostyr was there, father."
So much ':e worse; but if Mr. Mostyn allows
dis son such unfit companions, I do not; and yet,
not contented with going into their field, you must
join their club !"
Father, I never intended-"
Silence, sir; how dare you attempt to excuse
yourself? See what you have compelled me to
do, to screen your disobedience I must go to the
house of people I detest. I am exceedingly dis-
pleased-leave the room, sir."
Hubert did so, and he knew that all his father
would say to him upon the subject was over; so


in this instance, as in many others, he presumed
upon his parent's indulgence, and, instead of being
punished and debarred from going to the cricket
match, he was forgiven, and spent the day as usual.

"Now good-bye, youngsters; do not fail to be
home at eleven o'clock to a minute."
"Eleven o'clock, papa, how early !-and the
nights are so light now."
"Yes, but you must positively promise to be
here then, or I cannot let you go; you will have
beautiful drive. I shall send the carriage at half.
past ten, do not keep it waiting."
But, dear papa," pleaded Edgar.
No buts, my boys; if you cannot promise, do
not go."
If we are pressed to stay ?"
"That you are sure to be; but never mind, you
must come back."
And off went the young Temples to join a party
at The Hollies, met to celebrate my mother's birth-
day; it was a lovely night in July, and after tea,
when the sun was set, it was settled that they
should dance on the lawn under the large acacias,
just then in their beauty. The piano was brought
to the open window, and some country dances
were commenced with spirit. Hubert was the life
of the assembly, with his gay jests, and untiring


activity, he kept them all in a perpetual round of
delight; and when the dew fell, and the bright
moon rose, warning them out of the open air, he
was the first to propose that they should go into
the house, and act proverbs. In a short time the
scene was changed, and he was just dressed in a
grotesque style to personate an old woman, when
Clarice, who in her quiet way had been distinguish-
ing herself greatly among the actors, went up to
him and whispered, "It has struck ten, Hubert,
we had better go after this game is finished."
Oh, nonsense; I am only just beginning to
enjoy myself."
"But remember what papa said."
"He was only joking-I do not mean to go yet."
"Go yet! of course not, what an idea!" ex-
claimed the party.
"Indeed we must, the carriage will be here
directly," said Clarice.
Let it wait then."
"Yes, let the horses be put up for half an hour,
pray do," said one.
Oh, Clarice, if you go, you'll quite break up
the party."
"Indeed I must, I promised papa."
"But half an hour, only half an hour."
I am very sorry; but when the carriage comes
we must go."
Must you really, Hubert?"


Oh no, it's only one of Clarice's fancies."
Do you forget, Hubert, how particular papa
was; he said if you did not promise to be at home
by eleven, you were not to come."
Yes, but even by your own account, the matter
rests with me; my father spoke to me, and I made,
as you say, the promise; you did not; so whether
we go or not you '11 have no blame; and now pray
be easy."
"That's right, let Hubert settle it."
"Papa is sure not to be angry with Hubert; I
dare say he only said eleven, because he meant us
not to be very late; he will not mind half an
hour," said Milly.
No to be sure-now, Temple, let's go on with
the proverb-what was it?"
"No rose without thorns."
"Yes," said Hubert, laughing, I am the rose
just now, and Clarice my thorn-what a plague
girls are !"
"Oh Hubert-Oh Master Temple," said the
young ladies.
Not all-not all, only sisters."
"Very well, sir, then as we cannot be worse than
plagues I will do something by way of asserting
our dignity; so woe to the smart new fishing tackle
I saw on the table this morning-woe," said Milly.
as he turned into another room.
A servant entered and whispered to Clarice,


"The carriage is come, Miss Temple, but the
coachman says he will wait if you wish it."
She went to her brother.
"Watson is here, Hubert, let us say good
"I don't mean to go yet."
Pray do, it is quite time."
I've made up my mind, let the carriage wait;
surely it will do those horses no harm to stand in
harness half an hour."
Of course not-my father never says anything
to me if I keep ours out till twelve o'clock, when
I 'm at a party like this. I am not such a baby tha
I can't be trusted, no more are you, I should think,
Temple," said Alfred Mostyn.
"That is not it, Master Mostyn, papa would
trust Hubert till one or two, or all night, I dare
say; but when he says expressly, 'come home at
eleven,' he means us to obey him."
"Oh, no doubt you are right, Miss Temple;
young ladies always are, I believe; only you see I
have thrown off my sister's leading strings, and
forgot that Temple here was wearing his yet," re-
plied Alfied, with a sneering bow.
Clarice coloured to her temples; she was a very
modest child, and, like all retiring people, greatly
dreaded ridicule; but she knew that she was right,
and the memory of her aunt's lessons nerved her
to persevere'in her duty.


"I will not be dictated to by a girl, Clarice-so
pray let me alone."
"Then I must go by myself with Milly."
"What folly-and so make Watson come back
in half an hour for me; he won't have got home
before it will be time to start again."
"Then come now, dear Hubert."
I will not; you may do as you please, leave
me to do the same; if vou choose to make a merit
of returning, and make my father cross, by having
to send out the horses again for me, do so; yov
good young ladies are never very kind and con
siderate when you come to be tried."
Do not speak so unkindly, Hubert; you know
very well I would not make papa angry with you,
but I must keep our promise."
That's all an excuse, Clarice; if any promise
was made, I made it, my father never spoke to
No, but lie meant us all; we were one party,
and his word to one was the same as to us all."
Don't preach, Clarice; you can't think how
unbecoming it is."
Must I go alone, then," she asked, plead-
As you like," replied he, turning away as he
caught Mostyn's eye fixed upon him; "come, now
for the proverb: who goes out?"
"Bravo, Temple. I'm glad to see you have


mustered up courage to think for yourself. Good
night, Miss Temple, I will drive your brothers
home, it will only be a couple of miles out of my
way, and our man is a capital fellow, he will not
mind that, I often do him a good turn, so do not
send back for them."
Clarice bowed with a sad heart, and went in
search of Milly, who was soon found in another
room, attiring for the part of a witch in the next
Oh Clarice, we are going to have such fun
did you ever see such a figure as I am ?"
Not often, indeed, but it's past ten, the carriage
here, and I am come for you, my love."
"Come for me ?-I thought Hubert had made
p his mind to stay."
"So he has Milly, but that has nothing to do
with you and me; we promised to be home at eleven,
and if we do not make great haste, we shall not
keep our word."
I never promised."
No, nor I in words, but we let Hubert do so in
the name of all the party, and we were allowed to
come upon the faith of its being fulfilled, so we
must go."
But I never told him to speak for me."
Perhaps not, Milly, but you did not prevent
I did not know I should want to stop; it's too


bad of you, Clarice, to teaze me so," said Milly,
beginning to cry.
"' If you cannot promise, don't go,' papa said."
"Yes, to Hubert, but if he does not return, I
don't see why I should give up my game, and I
was just going to be so happy."
"I am very sorry indeed to vex you, still we
must do what is right, you know, even if it is not
always the most agreeable, and the sooner it's done,
Milly, the sooner the trouble is over, so pop off
those queer looking things, and come; it is such a
lovely night-the moon makes it as light as day
we shall have a beautiful drive."
"They '11 miss me so-I was to be the witch--
and they will laugh at me for going so soon; no-
body is going yet; even the little Churchills, and
they are not so old as I am," said Milly, sob-
Never mind, they have only a mile to go, and
we have five."
But Caroline will laugh at me for a baby."
"And if she does, Milly, will that make you
one; and because she is so silly as to laugh, which
I don't think she will, should it make us wicked
enough to be disobedient to papa?"
But I did not promise, so I cannot be disobe-
dient; and if I was, just this once, I know papa
would forgive me. Nobody is so precise as you
are-you are quite an old maid."


Rather a juvenile specimen," said Clarice,
laughing, but come, darling."
Let me go back with Hubert and Edgar."
"No, they will return with Alfred Mostyn, if
papa does not choose to send the carriage again-
and it would not be right for you to be with
How tired I am of hearing you talk of what is
right; you are as bad as Aunt Constance."
Milly, I will not stay any longer, we shall be
too late now, I am afraid; we have a plain duty to
do, and we must do it. Honour thy father and
thy mother,' is God's commandment, and if we
disobey them, we are breaking his law."
Milly sat down and cried passionately; she saw
her sister was in earnest, and she determined not to
forward her wishes by taking off for herself any
of the trappings she wore; but, by quiet per-
severance, Clarice in time unclasped, and un-
pinned, and untied them all; and sending a fare-
well message to their hostess, lest the sight of the
gay party again should awaken fresh regrets, she
lifted the sulky child into the carriage and drove off.
When they reached the top of that long avenue
of lime-trees which you admired so much the day
we passed it returning from the pic-nic, they saw
their father and mother walking up and down the
terrace, enjoying the moonlight, and evidently
watching for them.


"That's right, good child, n, I am glad to see
you: home to a minute," said the colonel, as he
opened the door of their vehicle.
Clarice alighted.
Where are the boys ?-Oh, got out for a walk,
I suppose-quite right; but I hope they will not be
long-I've such a treat for you. Now, Milly you
puss, jump out."
Do not be angry, papa," said Clarice.
What at, what at, child? What's the matter?
Hubert has not been driving, and thrown the horses
down, hey ?"
Oh, no, sir," said Watson; I never give up
the reins to any one but you, sir."
Well then, what is it-where is the boy ?"
The young gentlemen did not come back with
us sir; Master Hubert sent out word I was to go
again, if so be that you would not let him return
with Mr. Mostyn's sons."
Not come with you! What does he mean girls
Did not your brothers obey me, and leave when I
sent for them?"
Hubert thought, papa, that as they were so
Did he come?-answer me at once, did he
No, papa," replied Clarice, in a low voice.
Just as usual; he shall be severely punished,"
said the colonel, in great displeasure.


Oh no, dearest papa, he did not mean to make
you angry, he only wished to stay half an hour
longer, and Alfred Mostyn promised to bring him
home, so it will cause you no trouble. Do not
punish him, pray do not."
He did not care whether I was angry or not-
it is always the case with that boy. I suppose you
were enjoying yourselves as much as he was, ano
would quite as well have liked to stay, yet you
could come; but I must say, Clarice, you arc
invariably attentive to my wishes, and now you
shall have the reward I intended for him: he ought
to suffer for his disobedience. I will not allow him
to fancy he can do as he pleases. Put the horses
up, Watson, I shall not send them out again, and
bid that man come here. My sons are not returned,
Mr. Thompson," added he, addressing the man;
" so I cannot take those black ponies, but I think
you said both the grey ones would carry a lady?"
Yes, sir, they are thoroughly broken in, and so
tractable, that a little girl could guide them."
Then bring the pair round, if you please, and
if my daughters like them, I will buy them instead
of the black ones I first chose-it will be the same
to you?"
Oh yes, sir, quite!"
Are they for us ? Oh, dear papa, are you going
to give them to us for our very own?" cried Milly,
whose sulks had vanished at the mention of such a


project, and who was now dancing about as if she
were receiving a well-merited token of her father's
If you like them, but perhaps you may not,"
said Colonel Temple.
Oh, well, if that's the only chance against us
-Oh, Clarice, see what darling beauties," and she
ran to meet the pretty creatures that, led by their
master, now trotted up all ready saddled. Both the
girls had learned to ride, and when they were lifted
into their seats they cantered up and down the
avenue with perfect ease and grace.
Well, do you like them ?" asked their father,
when they returned.
Like them, oh yes, dear papa, I love them!"
said Milly.
And you Clarice?"
Oh, very, very much, I never rode a pony
with such easy paces, it is delightful."
You may canter once more down the road to
try their speed, notwithstanding those smart muslin
frocks, and then go round to the stables. Watson
will meet you, tell him they are your own, and to
put them into the loose boxes to-night."
They rode off, but Clarice soon turned back, and
coming up to the colonel, who was talking to the
horse-dealer, said-
"May I speak to you, papa?"
"Yes, child: what's the matter, pony lame ?"


"' No, but I want to ask you something by yourself."
"A secret, eh!-some girl's whim, I suppose-
well, come here."
Dear papa, do not think I am ungrateful, or
that I do not like this pretty pony exceedingly;
but Hubert will be so disappointed and mortified,
and indeed he did not mean to displease you, so if
you would be so kind as to let him have the pony
you intended, instead of me, I should be so grate-
ful; and Milly, I know, will let me ride hers
sometimes, so I shall lose nothing, and he will
never disobey you again, I'm sure-do, dear papa."
Clarice, you are a good child, and a very af-
fectionate sister; for your sake, I wish I could grant
your request, but Hubert must learn to obey me,
and if I cannot teach him by indulgence, I must by
punishment. You deserve a reward for the respect
you have paid to my wishes this evening, so do not
say any more, it is useless-now go off."
Clarice saw the animals led to the stables with a
sad heart for her brother's vexation, but Milly was
in ecstacies; it never occurred to her that her sub-
mission had been compulsory, and that in honesty,
as a reward for it, she had no more right to receive
the pony than Hubert or Edgar.

I am now coming to the sad part of my tale: in
a year after the affair of the ponies, Hubert was


sent to Eton; he had become perfectly unmanage-
able, and his father, finding that he was invariably
insubordinate and self-willed, presuming upon the
doting love felt for him by his parents, determined
to try the discipline of a public school. Nothing
could exceed the boy's delight when he was told of
the arrangement; he had no fear of the studies he
was going to, for he felt the most perfect confidence
in his powers, and the idea of companions of his own
age and rank, the boating parties and merry frolics,
of which he had heard his father and uncle tell
such amusing anecdotes, and the sight of fresh
places, filled his mind with joy. His mother's
tears at parting with him for the first time, even
his favourite Milly's loud sorrow, and the grave
face of his father, failed to make him thoughtful;
continued disobedience had done its sure and de-
structive work; he had become more than ever
selfish, arrogant, and unfeeling.
At last he went, and from his daring courage,
great self-confidence, and good old name with
which his proud associates could find no fault, he
experienced fewer annoyances than young Etonians
generally encounter. Though less learned than
many younger boys, no one thought of making
him a fag: it was tried once, but Hubert replied
to the rough commands of his self-elected master,
first by coolly neglecting them; then, upon a repe-
tition, by such a scientific thrashing, that his baffled


tormentor ever after treated him with most particu-
lar respect. All the evil of his character, none of
the good, was now being fostered; his talents, not
his disposition and heart, were cultivated; and his
pride became insupportable.
One day he and a party of boys stood in the
large court looking at his uncle's horses being led
about, waiting while their owner paid a visit to the
master, when Lord John Wallace said,
"Those are splendid animals, Temple; I do not
think my father has finer in his stables!"
Probably not," replied Hubert, coolly; I
believe that bay is the descendant of an Arabian,
brought home by an ancestor of ours from the
Ah, squire to some of the thousand landless
knights who swarmed in those days," said Lord
John, winking to the rest.
I scarcely think so, seeing that he was brother
in arms to Baldwin, brother of the great Godfrey
of Boulogne, and one of the seven knights who,
with Hugh de Pajeno, and Godfrey de St. Ulde-
mar, established the order of the Templars."
Oh, mercy! mercy!" cried Lord John, put-
ting up his hands; I did not mean to bring
down upon our stupid heads such a thunder
of eloquent research. Godfrey the First, or Se-
cond, did you say? I humbly beg your pardon,
and your horses' and your ancestors' too! I did


not know that we stood in such illustrious pre-
sence !"
Do not make me think you envious, Lord
John," said Hubert, reddening at the laugh of the
amused party.
I well may be, Temple, for I am much in the
unhappy plight of the French minister who, when
he was asked what family he came of, said that he
really did not know, for though there were three
sons who followed Noah out of the ark, he grieved
to say that he could not positively tell from which
he was descended. It really is very mortifying
but I will ask my father particularly at vacation,
for it's too bad not to know whether I am Shem's
son, or Japhet's. or Ham's."

The first Christmas holidays were come, and at
Winterdyne there was great joy ani preparation for
the heir's return. All the family gathered together
in one of the wide windows looking down the avenue.
The snow was falling fast, and every now and then
the heavy air was darkened by a white shower,
which, driven by the wind, rushed as if it were
frightened in all directions. A blazing fire burned
in the grate, an excellent luncheon was laid upon
the table, slippers had been put to warm, (as if a.
young Etonian travelling in a close carriage would
condescend to use them,) and all looked inviting
and home-like: twenty times had fresh coals been


piled hign up the chimney, and the eager group at
the windows continually changed their places for
some other, where they fancied they could see
quicker; but it was nearly dark when, the sound
being deadened by the snow, a carriage and four
at full speed came dashing up the avenue, and
springing out, followed by a companion he had
not thought fit to ask leave to bring, Hubert was
in the midst of his family. He was much grown,
and although really pleased to see his parents and
sisters, even in this first moment of reunion, his
pride was gratified by the appearance of wealth
and taste, which he hoped would duly impress his
friend, who, upon being asked to do so, he intro-
duced to his father and mother as-
Lord John Wallace, a son of the Duke of
You are very welcome," said Colonel Temple;
your father and I were at Eton and Cambridge to-
gether. I am very glad to see you-though, if my
son here had tbld me of the pleasure you intended
giving us, I would have mustered a few lads to
meet you-however, we'll settle about that after
Thank you, sir; but with that glorious lake,
a good frost, and a pair of skates, we can want no-
thing more, I am sure!"
You will find this but a poor place, and very
dull, after Wallace Court, I 'm afraid;" said Hu-


bert to his friend, when they went up into theih
comfortable rooms to dress.
Nonsense, Temple, do not be so little; you
ought to be too proud to say such petty things-
Winterdyne is as fine a place as any my father has,
except the Court, which he cannot afford half to
keep up; and if we are dull with such a lake, such
ponies, such dogs, and such pretty sisters, why, we
deserve it, that's all. Do, there's a good fellow,
be satisfied with being Temple of Winterdyne, ana
do not try to make us wonder why you are not the
grand sultan."
The next two days were appropriated to showing
Lord John all that was to be seen of Winterdyne
beauties in the present state of the weather; the
next, if the frost held, was to be devoted to skating;
and the next, the long talked-of dinner party and
ball, to welcome Hubert home.
In the afternoon the boys returned from their
ride and calls in high spirits, and began to make
preparations for the skating. They were very
busy; first a new strap was wanted; then a steel
edge was broken; then the buckles were gone;
first one thing, then another, kept them on the
fidgets-they were anxious to have everything in
sportsmanlike order, for all the people within reach
had been invited to make a large gay party, and
they wished to show off their Eton skill to astonish
them. The night before it blew a rather warm


wind, and the gamekeeper shook his head and
prophesied a thaw. There was no snow falling,
but certainly the air felt damp and raw. The boys
could not rest; every half-hour till bed-time they
went out to see if there was any change, but no, all
was the same; the very glass was stationary, the
clouds hung heavy and lowering, and looked not
unlikely to fall in rain, while the wind blew in
gusts, as it often does before a wet night. They
went to bed in despair, and at midnight the storm
came down and wakened them, pattering like hail-
stones against the windows. After a while the
violence abated, but the rain continued steadily till
about six in the morning, when the clouds blew off,
and it froze hard again. The colonel sent for the
keeper before he was up.
Will it be safe on the lake this morning, Law-
No, sir, not to-day;-the ice is broken away
from the side, and even if it freezes sharp till night,
it won't be over safe, then."
How vexed the lads will be, and all those
people coming. I don't know what to do with
"Would you mind the young gentlemen going out
with me aftar the wild clucks to-day, sir? There's
a flock, George tells me, down by the mere."
"A capital thought,-they'll be safe, Law-
rance ?"


Oh yes, sir; I'll engage for Mr. Hubert; he
was a pretty fair shot before he went to school,
and he isn't likely to have forgotten it; and as for
the young lord, he is as little like a boy as don't
know how to handle a gun as ever I saw. On,
they'll be right enough, sir."
Well, let it be so-come up at eleven."
Do not let them go near the lake, sir, in the
mean time; I am sure the ice is not thick enough
to bear."
When the colonel entered the breakfast-room
the boys were already there; Hubert was in a very
ill temper, cross with the weather, the people, his
sisters, and every body.
Well, no one is asked before twelve o'clock,
and, if it continues to freeze, it will bear by then !"
Lawrance says No," said his father; "and he
has been all round."
"' He is a regular croaker, father! I will go
down directly after breakfast and see for myself."
Not unless you give me a promise that on no
pretence, or temptation, you will venture on the
ice; 1 am sure it is not safe."
Why? I could only get a ducking at the
worst, and I believe it is as sound by this time as
it was yesterday-Lawrance is always croaking."
My dear Hubert," said his mother, "I beg
of you not to attempt skating to-day, to oblige


Why, mother? What visions of horror have
possessed you?"
None that I am aware of; but I am sure
Lawrance would not have been so positive, had it
been at all feasible for you to skate in safety."
Safety! You'll have me a regular milk-sop!"
I hope not, and I think there is little chance;
but I have great fear of danger on the ice after
such a thaw as last night; promise me, Hubert,
not to go upon it."
Indeed, mother, there is no cause for alarm!"
Never mind Hubert, I think there is. Be-
sides, your mother wishes it, that is enough; I
hope it is not necessary to say anything more."
No, I am sure it is not, sir; and really I think
shooting to-day, and skating the first hard frost, is
a better arrangement than only the skating, seeing
we get two days' amusement instead of one-and
now, till the keeper makes his appearance, I will
help you,'Miss Temple, to build the grotto at the
end of the supper-room for to-morrow night," said
Lord John.
In a very sulky temper Hubert went after
breakfast to see his pony; the sun was shining,
and the air felt sharp and brisk; a searching wind,
as well as the frost, had dried up all the rain, and
the lake, sprinkled with particles of frozen snow,
glittered in the sunlight like a sheet of silver
studded with diamonds; the trees too, with their


graceful branches, bent with the weight of ice jewels,
bowed to its edge as to a mirror in admiration of
their own brilliant and starry appendages. The
whole scene was very enticing to a skater, and
the disappointed boy, turning down by the pine-
grove, met Lawrance, who was coming towards
the house.
I hope you are not going to try the ice, sir,"
said he; all round the edges it is as thin as glass."
I'm going to look at it; this frost ought to
have made it thick enough."
Well sir, but don't try it. I am sure it is very
deceitful where the sleet lies, just below the grove,
in the shelter."
I can see, I dare say. My father is waiting
for you at the kennel; if I'm not back by the
time you want to start, send one of the men to the
warren; I am going there directly."
By the time Lawrance and his master had
finished an important conversation about the game,
and the shocking increase of poaching, notwith-
tanding the terrors of traps and keepers, it was
half-past eleven, and one or two of the guests had
arrived. Fortunately, they were boys, and quite
as glad of the promised duck-shooting, with the
prospect of another day on the ice, as they would
have been to skate then.
But it's. quite time you were off," said the
colonel. "Where is Hubert?"


Gone to the warren, sir."
Send James to bring him then; tell him we
are all ready."
After waiting some time, the boys became impa-
tient, and set off to meet him ; they had not left the
lawn when they saw the messenger running breath-
lessly up the hill, and there came over Lawrance's
mind a horrible sense of some dreadful calamity.
Oh, sir!" cried James, I cannot find master
[Iubert, and I am afraid- "
Of what ?-speak, man!" shouted the colonel
There is a breach in the ice just under the
In a moment every oie was running at full
speed towards the lake; and when they reached it,
the terrible truth of the man's surmise became ap-
Barent; a large gap was made in the ice, as if
from the fall of some heavy body, and floating on
the water in the aperture was Hubert's cap. The
grove and hills resounded with their shouts, uttered
in the forlorn hope that he might be in safety and
would reply; but echo, wailing back, was the only
answer. Till night set in, every exertion was used
to discover the poor lost boy, but in vain; and they
were on the point of relinquishing their task in
despair, when under a ledge of ice, close by the
place where he had at first fallen, they found the
swollen and disfigured body: it was drawn to
shore, and, covered carefully with the cloaks of the


searchers, was carried back in mournful silence to
the house he had quitted in health and life so short
a time before.

No entreaties nor authority could prevent Mrs.
Temple from seeing the corpse of her idolized son;
and although she bore it with more fortitude than
could have been expected, she never rallied after,
out died in the year following, a broken-hearted
and penitent mother; for well she saw, when it
was too late, that her own blameable indulgence
and forgiveness of his disobedience had been the
real cause of her boy's terrible death; had he been
curbed and taught to obey from his infancy, the
easy lesson would have been early and effectually
learned, and, in all human probability, Hubert
Temple would have lived to close his mother's eyes.
Immediately after the funeral the family left
Winterdyne; the place was become odious to them,
ind except when the colonel died, and, pursuant to
3is parting wish, was brought there to lay his body
by that of his unhappy boy, none of the Temples
have ever returned.

Oh, mamma, what a dreadful end to poor
Hubert!" said Fanny, with a deep sigh; it was


not so very bad just to put his foot on that ice,
was it?"
God did not punish him for putting his foot
on the ice, Fanny, but for disobeying his parents;
he did it in defiance of their commands, and whe.
their the forbidden thing was great or small, the
sin was the same."
Oh, dear! dear! I shall be quite frightened;
please, mamma, do not order me very, very much,
for fear I should be naughty and disobey you,
and make God angry."
My dear Fanny, it would be the very way to
make you naughty, act wickedly, and make God
angry, if I were to let you have your own way,
which I suppose is what you mean by not order-
ing you much. How would you ever know right
from wrong?"
But if you should tell me to do a very, very
difficult thing, and I cannot; oh, mamma, think
how dreadful!"
What, my dear! What is dreadful? My telling
you to do a difficult thing, or you not being able
to do it?"
I don't know, mamma; both, I think."
Well, Fanny, for your comfort, I am not
likely to give you anything so very difficult to
do; but even if I should, you must try to accom-
plish it; and I believe you will generally find thai
prompt obedience and perseverance bring a bless


ing and prove us able to do many wonderful things
I never found when I was a child anything really
impracticable that I was told to do, when I set to
work immediately, without giving the black dog
time to get on my shoulder, and tried with all
my heart; depend upon it, my darling, it is our
own will and temper which makes things easy or
difficult. And now my tale is quite finished. I
hope you will remember Hubert Temple whenever
you are tempted to say "I cannot," or, "I do not
like," or any other refractory or disobedient speech:
if you do, and his sad fate comes to your memory
as a warning, this evening will have been very
profitably spent; but see, Fanny, Miss Norton
holds up her watch, what does that mean?"
Please, Miss Norton, just one atom of a
minute; don't say I am to go this very instant,
because if you do, I shall be obliged to run off to
Susan directly, and I want to ask mamma a little
Well, as a reward for your attention, you may
nave this atom, but it's a very short time, Fanny,
scarcely so long as I have been speaking."
Oh, Miss Norton, then you ought not to have
taken it all for yourself. I don't think Clarice
would have called that quite honest; but please,
mamma, be quick; I want to know what became
of Milly-did she continue always naughty, or grow
up good and obedient?"


I believe she altered greatly, Fanny: her
mother's death was a lesson she never forgot; and
I remember when I first saw her, delaying a mi-
nute to bring my mother something she had asked
me for, and Mrs. Stevens (she was married then)
seriously reproved me, in, as I thought, a very se-
vere manner; but after she was gone, and I com-
plained of it to your grandmamma, she told me
the story I have now told you, and asked me
whether I did not think Mrs. Stevens had learned
the value of implicit obedience in a hard school.
SIt is not enough,' I recollect she said, to obey, it
must be done at once, and without any further
reason than that we are bid to do so;' and she
was right."
Thank you, mamma; now a sweet kiss,-
have I been more than my time, Miss Norton?
-mamma was rather long, but it was very good to
hear, we hope you will consider that. Now good
night Emily-every lady a kiss, and 'Adieu,' as
Miss Bolton says, when she's very fine, in the holi
days," and, with a hurried kiss to each, all the time
she was chattering, Fanny ran out of the room to bed.
The next evening, when they met, Fanny placed
a stool by her mother's chair, and smoothing her
pinafore, and crossing her hands in a grave attitude
of expectation, exclaimed-
Now Miss Norton, it is your turn; I hope you
are quite ready-quite perfect!"


Mine will not be so interesting a tale as your
mamma's, I fear, Fanny; and it is not my own,
but one my mother wrote for my sisters when I
was a little girl like you; I did not hear it read,
but when I grew up it was given to me for the
amusement and instruction of my pupils."
Did your mamma write it out of her own head
Miss Norton?"
Yes, Fanny."
And is it not true, like my mamma's?"
I believe not quite all, my love?"
Oh, dear, what a pity! but never mind,
can't be helped-I dare say it will be interesting."
Then I will begin."
"Stop a moment, please, Miss Norton. Was
your mamma good-I mean good like you; dio
she talk about obedience, and patience, and those
She was a great deal better, my love, than I am,
and she always talked of what you call obedience,
and those things.' "
Then please read the story; I know I shall
like it; I was afraid it was nonsense, and I do not
like nonsense," said the child, demurely.
How long have you been so very grave and
serious, Fanny?" said Grace, laughing; I thought
I heard you chattering away about old MoThei
Hubbard in the nursery to-day '


Was I? Oh, yes, I remember; but that was
to my doll, Grace; it did very well for her."
She can't understand sense, then, I suppose ?"
Of course not-what a funny idea! But please,
Grace, don't talk any more, try to wait till after
Miss Norton has done her story "


"Oh, mamma, what a dreadful flash, it
almost blinded me!" cried Amy Hamilton, as
a bright flash of lightning rent the dark clouds
The storm had overtaken them in the park, at
ome distance from home, and affected the natural
timidity of the child. They had reached the shelter
ofa deer hovel, and, from under its protection, looked
out on the tempest. It was an awful sight. The
iay was clear and calm when they left home for
their walk, and they had stayed in the village till
the black clouds gathering round, the chilly wind,
true herald of the coming hurricane, the plaintive
cry and low flight of the frightened birds, warned
them to hurry homewards. They had only reached
the brow of a hill in the park, when the heavy
irops of rain began to fall, for Amy's terror im-
peded their progress materially, she clung to her
tlother, and cried bitterly, all reason seemed to
have deserted her; she could listen to no voice but
that of her own fears. With a sudden howl, as
if some evil spirit had been unloosed, the wind
swept over the earth in fury, bending the young
trees to the ground, and twisting and lashing the
houghs of the more stubborn ones, till the park was
trewn with the wrecks whirled hither and thither


in its frantic sport. Then burst over the startled
child peal after peal of those frightful thunder
claps, which appeared to shake the earth she stood
on to its centre. Then faster and faster came
the terrible lightning, gleaming and glancing, like
fire-demon, through the trees, over the ground,
everywhere setting the whole park in a blaze of
A sudden darkness, too, seemed to have fallen
upon the world, only heightened by the lightning
and a cold white light glared upon the windows o
their house in the distance. It was a perilous hour
and Amy might be forgiven for her alarm.
Oh, mamma, mamma, we shall be killed
surely we shall," she cried; do you not think so?
I hope and believe not, my darling; but our
God is here now, as near and as powerful as he
aas when we set out in the sunshine this morning.
We shall not die if it is not his will, and if it is,
,'e should do so, even'if we were at home, with a
world to guard us."
But mamma, it is so very dreadful; look, look,
another flash!" and the child hid her face in her
hands to shut out the glare, and screamed violently
while her younger sister, Kate, held their mother's
hand, and, though greatly terrified, listened with a
believing heart to her words, and, trusting the God
she could not see, looked on the storm with great
alarm, but greater iaith


Amy was a very delicate child, in earlier years
subject to fits whenever strongly excited; and Kate
read in Mrs. Hamilton's face the dread lest her
present state should cause a return of them ; and as
the piercing shrieks rang through the air, she said
in her sweet soothing voice,
Oh, Amy, dearest, pray be quiet, you do aj
distress mamma; do not fear, God is with us."
But vain was every attempt to reason her into
composure, for as she spoke a blaze more intense
and vivid than ever, darting here and there, peep-
ing into every corner, as if in angry search of some
hidden secret, illuminating the darkest nook, ex-
cited Amy's fears almost to frenzy, and she shrieked
Pray, mamma, take me away-do, do. Oh
where is papa to take us home; I am so ill, dear
dear mamma, pray send for him;" and the child
shivered in her arms."
It is impossible, my dear Amy; try to be
patient, your fears make you ill, not the danger;
turn your face from the door, cover it with this
shawl, and you will not see the lightning."
Very great had been Mrs. Hamilton's efforts to
control the nervous terror which was almost con-
stitutional in Amy; for, independently of the sin of
such ungoverned passions, it affected the child's
health; till now she had hoped her constant excr-


tions had been successful; but as she felt the poor
child's trembling frame, and saw her blanched and
agonized features, she discovered that much was
yet to be done.
The hurricane continued with unabated violence,
and, after a keener flash than before, Amy fell
back upon her mother, her eyes closed, and her
lips turned pale.
"I shall die, mamma, if you do not take me home."
"Then I must leave you, Amy, to bring assist-
ance. Can you stay here alone?"
"I will go, mamma," said Kate; "I am not
afraid. God is out in the park, as well as here, and
ne will not let the lightning kill me-I will go."
"You are right, Kate, I would go myself if I
could leave Amy, and I believe you are in no
greater danger there than here; at any rate the
Father you trust is with you, so go, my darling,
fear not, he will protect you-but kiss me first."
I will not be long-cheer up, Amy;" and the
rave child passed from the shelter into the furious
Etorm, turned round, after going a little way, to
riss her hand to her mother, for the beautiful in-
stinct of love taught her to hide the fear trembling
at her heart, lest that dear mother should be
alarmed, and then with a gay semblance of courage
ran across the open ground.
"Oh, thou merciful Father, who hast inspired


her with faith, watch over her," murmured Mrs.
Hamilton, with the tears falling fast from the eyes
which she strained to follow her.
Drenched to the skin, her long fair ringlets
straight and wet, her face pale and excited, Kate
bounded up the hall steps. Several times she had
fancied herself enveloped in the lightning, and
her little heart had almost yielded to the fear; bu
she held on her way as steadily as before, firm
in her reliance upon the Providence she loved,
and eager to relieve her mother and Amy. First
she intended to go to the stables, and tell the groom
to get a carriage ready, while she ran on to her
father, but she remembered having heard her mother
say long before, that some horses would not move
in a thunder-storm; "and," thought the wise child,
"if the one he puts into the carriage should be so,
it will only hinder instead of forwarding papa, be.
cause it must be unharnessed; I had better go first
to him."
"You have done very prudently, my brave
child," said her father, when she told him; I
have but one horse who would stir in such a storm,
and he is the last they would have chosen-old
blind Jack. Go into the nursery, darling, have
your clothes changed, and I will take a carriage
directly to your mamma and Amy."
When Mr. Hamilton reached the hovel he
fund Amy senseless in the arms of his wife; and


for many hours, long after the sky was cloudless,
and the air fresh and cool, she lay insensible to
their beauty upon the bed, from which it seemed
doubtful whether she would ever rise, and to which
she was confined several weary weeks, in suffering
and self-reproach.
And now, my dear Fanny," interposed Miss
Norton, "you see that Kate, though only eleven
years old, had been taught to think, and act upon
judgment instead of impulse."

One day, when Amy had nearly recovered, she
and Kate, with Alice and Maude, their elder and
younger sisters, sat around a bright fire in their
mother's dressing-room; for, although only the
second week of a fine September, Amy was still
sufficiently an invalid to render a warm corner and
an easy chair requisite.
The sisters were chatting merrily over their
work, and Mrs. Hamilton continued writing letters
at the table, every now and then joining in their
How much we shall enjoy it! What a treat it
will be, thanks to you, mamma!" said Alice, the
eldest, a girl of fifteen, continuing the subject they
had been discussing."
I hope so, my dear; and I trust my not being
of the party will not decrease your pleasure."


"Not of the party-oh, mamma, why?" ex-
claimed all the group.
Because I have promised my seat in the car-
riage to poor Julia Severn, she so seldom has
any enjoyment; and with your papa and aunt you
will be quite safe, so I shall stay at home with Amy.
"Julia Severn !" said Alice wonderingly.
"Julia Severn, a cripple What can she wan
to go for ?" said Maude, angrily.
"Julia Severn, poor girl, how glad I am; and
how good of you, mamma; still I wish you could
manage to go too, it won't be half so nice without
you," cried Kate.
"Amy and I shall expect to be quite as much
amused by hearing your account when you return,
so you must pay particular attention to every thing
for our benefit."
Oh, that I will! I can take care of Julia, anu
down those smooth grassy walks by Tarn hill side
she can easily walk; and when she's tired I will
stay by her. I hope it will not be dull for her, but
she is so used to being alone."
"You are always good-natured, Kate, but I'm
afraid your kindness will destroy your own plea-
sure; it is not a very agreeable occupation sitting
with a poor deformed cripple, when every ore else
is wandering about," said Alice.
Oh, but I dare say it is, better than you think,
Ally, dear; and I know you'd stay with her your.


self, sooner than she should feel desolate among
us," replied Kate.
I wish I could go," said Amy, fretfully; I amn
sure I am well enough, only Mr. Manners likes to
keep me here."
Wait a little longer, Amy, and papa will tak
us to the next meeting in the spring; be patient
and do all Mr. Manners orders you, and you will
soon be as well as ever."
I cannot be patient; it is very easy for you to
say, 'Be patient,' Alice, when you can go here and
there, and enjoy every thing; but it is too much to
expect me to like sitting at home, while you are all
going to this archery meeting," said Amy, while
her voice sounded husky and choking.
No, of course you don't like it; who would ?
But it's your own fault, Amy, for being such a
coward in that storm; why were you frightened,
more than Kate? She did not faint, and she is
a year younger than you," said Maude.
"I could not help it, Maude, and it is very un-
kind of you to speak so," replied Amy, whose tears
now fell fast; and I am not a coward, at least not
more than you, for you cried yesterday, when
papa's fishhook caught your finger; and a thunder
storm is worse than a prick at any rate."
No, that it is not; pain must be worse than
fight; and, besides, I only cried the least bit in
the world when papa pulled it out, and he said it


was very bad; it was a barbed hook, not a common
one I did not make myself ill for months."
"Thunder storm, versus fishhook," said Alice,
laughing; "a very important case indeed."
But, Alice," said Amy, crying, don't you
really think- "
Now, Alice," interrupted Maude, sneeringly,
"which is the worst-to frighten yourself into fits
at a clap of thunder, or to cry two minutes when a
jagged fishhook is pulled out of your finger ?"
Not a clap of thunder, Ally, but a horrible
storm," eagerly interposed Amy.
Stay, young ladies, I must have time to
think. A very important case is brought before
me, and I cannot be hurried; let the point be
weighed with becoming consideration. I have to
decide whether crying in a deer hovel, or weeping
by a fishpond, is the most dignified position? A
difficult question, ladies-a very difficult question.
Let me see."
Now, Alice, you are only laughing at me,"
sobbed Amy.
The wisest thing she can do, I think; for you
are either very silly children and deserve to be
laughed at, or very wicked ones, trying to teaze
each other, and that I do not like to believe."
But, mamma, Maude is so unkind-and-and
I am no more of a coward than she is; and I do
not like to sit at home when they are all going."


I have no doubt it is a very mortifying thing,
Amy, that you should be obliged to remain at
home, while your sisters are enjoying a merry day
at the archery meeting; but you must remember
that it has been caused, as well as the four past
months of pain and weakness, by that want of self-
control, against which I have so often warned you.
No one, my dear child, can be either good, or wise
or useful, in this world, without the constant exer.
cise of that great virtue."
"There, Ally, you see mamma thinks I am
wiser than Amy," whispered Maude.
"No, Maude, I do not; quite the contrary; for,
if you had possessed either the virtue, or the love
for your sister I hoped you felt, you would not
have aggravated her feelings of annoyance by call-
ng her coward, and by uttering what you have just
3ow said."
Mamma, I spoke without thinking," said
Maude, ashamed.
"Yes, my dear little girl, but the unkind words you
uttered, though they might have arisen in your mind,
would never have been spoken, if your heart and
voice had been under proper control. The hasty blow
which one man strikes to kill another in his fury-
the evil word, scarcely ever forgotten, making enmity
where all should be peace-are equally the result of
a want of self control. The greatest sin, as well as
the least, springs from that one baneful root."


But surely, mamma, there must be a great
difference between the wrong done in Amy making
herself ill, and causing you such a deal of sorrow,
and my only speaking a hasty word?"
"Not a particle, Maude; indeed, I am not quite
sure if what you call a hasty word is not the worst,
for what seed can be so evil as that which sows
discord between sisters."
At this moment a knock was heard at the door,
and Julia Severn tottered in.
I have brought a note from mamma," she said,
giving one to Mrs. Hamilton.
"Brought it yourself, Julia? Why, how did
you come ?" asked Alice, in surprise.
"Mamma was driving into town, and she left
me at the Lodge as she passed."
"And have you walked? Oh, poor Julia,"
said Alice, in a voice of indignation.
Yes, I am very tired; but I did not mind it,
because I was coming here; you know I like to
come here."
I am glad to hear it, love, for then you shall
stay all day, and you will be ready to go with the
party to-morrow. I wrote yesterday to ask Lady
Severn's permission, and she has kindly given it in
this note."
Oh, what a delight! I shall be free one whole
day from those horrid children."


"Horrid children! What children-riot your
brothers?" said Amy.
"My dear Amy, do not ask questions; and,
Julia, love, pray never use such thoughtless words
again. Now, girls, ring for luncheon, and do
your best to give your visitor a merry day, only
don't tire her for to-morrow," said Mrs. Hamilton,
gathering up her letters, and leaving the room.
Oh, Alice, what an angel your mother is !" ex-
claimed Julia, vehemently; if ever one brightened
this miserable world, it is she. Tire me! I won.
der who ever thought of the wretched cripple
before! Not any one at my home now. Once,
long ago, I had such kind words spoken to me;
but I have never heard them since she died-my
own-own mother. Oh, why did I not die with
her?" and the over-tired and excited child leaned
upon the table, and cried bitterly.
Do not cry, Julia," said Kate, mamma is
very kind; but so is yours too."
"Yes, to Charles and Henry, her own tiresome
and cruel sons; but to me she is barbarous. She
never beats me, or starves me, or shuts me up in
dark rooms; but she lets those rough, savage boys
torment and worry me, often when my poor head
aches, and I tremble with fear; and then she
laughs and bids me run away, when she knows I
cannot, and she calls me fine lady, when my eyes


close with pain, and I cannot raise my head, and
says I am useless and idle. Oh, I wish that I
could die."
You are fatigued, Julia, or you would not say
such unkind things of your mamma," replied
Alice, soothingly.
"Mamma! She is not mamma. For shame of
me for ever calling her so! She is no more like
my gentle, beautiful mamma, than I am like to
yours. She hates me,. I know she does, and I
know why. She wants to kill me, but I won't die;
I will bear up against it all, and spite her at last!"
exclaimed Julia, passionately.
Wants to kill you! What dreadful fancies you
have, Julia. I am sure you are ill-I will call
No, do not, Alice; I cannot bear her to see me
as I feel now. But I am always so, you know, when
I speak of Lady Severn; do not you know why T
am sure she wishes me to die? While I live, three
parts of all my father's property must be mine, and
I-the miserable cripple!-am an heiress; while
her bold, rude, brutal boys will only have the rest
between them. Oh, how I shall triumph then;
thanks to old Sarah, I know it, and I treasure up
all the cruel words and taunts I hear now, to pay
them bitterly off, when I am mistress;" and her
large eyes gleamed with vengeance.
Poor, poor Julia, how I pity you," said Kate,


earnestly, for all those wicked thoughts. I am
sure Alice is right; you are not well, and do not
know what you say. Triumph over your brothers!
Oh, what a horrible idea "
"You do.not know what it is, Kate; it sounds
horrible and wicked to you, and if you were to feel
so in your happy home, it would be both. But
for me-tortured and insulted-I have no thought
but of that day of revenge. It keeps me up-with.
out it I should die-and it is not one thing only but
everything. Yesterday-oh that dreadful yester-
dayv I shall never-never forget it, till the misery
she made me feel has been ten times repaid. Be-
cause Marmot, my mother's dear old dog, the only
living thing I have left of hers that loves me and
I love, snarled at Charles when he kicked him
with his savage foot, she ordered him to be killed
but Sarah interfered, and told her that, if she did
she would leave the house directly, and so would
Morris the butler; and Lady Severn dared not do
as she intended then, because she knew papa
would be angry at their leaving, but she has poi-
soned his mind, for to-day he said, that as Marmot
was growing old and vicious, he must be tied up
in the stable, and not allowed to come into the
house again. I cried, and begged, and prayed,
but he was cross, and bid me be silent, or the doe,
should be killed; and Charles laughed, and said
he was only good for his skin And so my poor


dog-that I love like a friend-my companion,
my mother's pet, has been taken away by that
cruel woman. Still, never mind, as Sarah says,
she can't cheat me of my birthright; and, if she
does not kill me quite, I shall have a glorious
reckoning some day."
As she loudly spoke these words, Mrs. Hamil
ton entered, and, hearing the last, put an end to
the conversation by taking her into the next room,
while the sisters were left together to wonder at the
difference between their happy home ard Julia's.

The history of Julia Severn was a very sad one.
Her mother, a beautiful young woman, whose only
child she was, died, when she was four years old,
the lingering melancholy death of consumption
and for the two last years of her life, when she
was visibly passing from this world to her rest, she
seldom allowed her poor little deformed child to be
taken from her sight, but directed all her care to
soothe the sense of affliction, to which, even at
that early age, she was keenly alive. Julia had
not been always a cripple, but from some unex-
plained cause, whether a fall never confessed by
her nurse, or some natural defect, at the time she
was a year old, she began to pine and sicken; and.
shortly after, an inability to exert herself, constant
pain and gradual wasting away, told too plainly


that some evil was at work. The first medical and
surgical advice failed to discover the hidden source
of suffering, and the poor child grew slowly up, in
a pitiable state of deformity. While her mother
lived, every device that could ease or aid her fal-
tering steps and shrunken body comforted and
assisted her, and any bright glare of light, or loud
noise, that might have caused uneasiness to her
nervous frame, was completely avoided
Poor Lady Severn died in the firm Delief thai
the large fortune which must descend o her chile
would effectually protect her from unkindness:
but this future wealth was one great cause of the
misery Julia now endured; her temper, naturally
irritable, and aggravated by continual pain, never
checked in her mother's life, through fear lest oppo-
sition should increase her illness, had arrived at such
an extreme of waywardness and passion, that a wiser
and more gentle person than her stepmother woulQ
have found it difficult to manage her; nothing but
a loving and Christian spirit, joined to a since
regard for the violent and wilful child, could have
worked actively for her good; and, most unfor-
tunately, Lady Severn possessed neither of these
She was not cruelly or unkindly disposed, and
had at first really tried to make Julia happy; but,
unaccustomed to see or deal with bodily ailment
or indulged humour, she was quickly repulsed in


her rather awkward efforts by the child's ungra.
cious manner; and, unfortunately, when she came
first to see her, she was in one of those frequent
paroxysms of agony caused by her still unabated
grief and the carelessness of those around her.
In her imagination and excited mind was a vivid
picture of her gentle and peaceful mother, with
her low voice and holy smile; and her whole body
aching, every pulse throbbing, and her beating
head longing for quiet, the appearance of a gay
young bride, with a very unmusical voice and
noisy manners, only added to her wretchedness,
and produced a very unfavorable impression.
The day was intensely hot, unrelieved by a single
breeze, and Julia lay upon a soft couch, that on
which her mother had died, in a room every window
o)f which was thrown open, and shadowed with
green outside blinds, making a pleasant darkness
for her aching and burning eyes; but just below,
jarring upon her beating brain, was the noise and
trampling of horses and carriages-the arrival of
her new mamma. She held her head firmly with
her trembling hands to still its palpitation; and
quite forgetting not only that Lady Severn was
ignorant of her illness, and could not prevent the
harsh grating of the carriage-wheels upon the
gravel, she was not prepared to kiss or welcome
her when the door was boisterously thrown open,
and the merry party entered.


"Why, my pretty one, how is this?" said the
bride; "I thought I should have met you dancing
on the lawn, in the gay new frock papa sent you."
I am not pretty, and I never dance," said the
child, angrily; "I am a cripple."
Oh, yes, I forgot; but never mind, next time
I come to see you I will bring some nice nev
toys, and a merry little playfellow. You will like
that, Julia, will you not?"
The child made no answer, but her nurse did.
Miss Julia cannot bear the noise of play, my
lady, she has never been used to it."
Oh, that is all nonsense, nurse! all children
ought to love play. I know I did;" and she
laughed gaily.
Oh, Lucy! Lucy! take her away-my pool
head will break, indeed it will!" said the child.
"I do not wonder at it; this suffocating day, and
all these blinds down, is quite enough to give any
body a head-ache. The sun is on the other side of
the house, so you only shut out the little air there
is. I will draw them up, and pray let the child be
kept in a lighter room, with plenty of playmates,
as many as she likes. I cannot endure such gloomy
fancies; we shall have her melancholy;" said Lady
Severn, and she went to the windows, and with no
gentle hand pulled up the Venetian blinds. She
had a great love of managing and power, and in
the large family, of' which she was the eldest, no


time had been spent by her over-tasked governess
to teach her Mrs. Hamilton's favourite virtue.
Tears of pain poured from Julia's heated eyes as
the sudden glare of light burst upon them, and she
cried out, in impatient torture,-
Mamma! my own mamma! why do you nol
come back ? they are killing me."
"." Hush, love!" said a sweet low voice beside
her, and a cool soft hand was laid upon her brow
(it was that of Mrs. Hamilton); bear the pain a
minute, it will soon be better."
The agony of the tone and words caused Lady
Severn to iurn round; she dropped the blind.
string, and came forward.
What a strange child she is; I am afraid she
has been sadly spoiled.
I think not; she suffers greatly, and this seems,"
said Mrs. Hamilton, "to be one of her worst
days. Let us leave her alone, for silence will be
her best medicine, and to-morrow, perhaps, she will
be able to bid you welcome-will you not, Julia?"
No, never !-I do not like cruel people, and
I want to be by myself," replied Julia.
She is very ill-tempered, I think," said Lady
Severn angrily; "I must speak to her papa; she
has been greatly mismanaged."
Suffering as she was, at these words reflecting
upon her dear, dead mother, Julia started up; her
large blue eyes gleaming with passion, her cheelk


pale, her long thin fingers clenched, and violent
words were pouring forth, when Mrs. Hamilton
took her in her arms, and said firmly,-
Julia, I will not allow this, I fear you are
indeed growing ill-tempered; lie down, and be
Astonished and silenced, the child obeyed, and
the party left the room.
Longer acquaintance between them only increased
the evil, and the affection that gentler manners and
a more patient spirit would have won from her
stepmother Julia wholly lost.
Added too to the annoyance of her ungracious
words and violent hatred, Lady Severn saw in
Julia the bar to her own boys inheriting their
hither's wealth, and, from the moment she became
possessed of this knowledge, her step-daughter's
life was indeed a wretched one.
Julia could not retaliate in their own way upon
the strong boys, who, as they grew up unchecked
by their mother, tormented and tortured her; but
she learned the hateful power of bitter taunting
words, and surely never in one home, the abode of
brothers and sisters, were such unholy passions and
such evil triumph manifested.
An object of great solicitude and pity was this
misguided child to Mrs. Hamilton, and most
anxiously did she take every opportunity that was
afforded, of sowing in her heart those principles of


Christian charity and forbearance, which she, mure
than most, so much needed to help her on her
thorny and difficult way; and in this good work
Kate, though much younger than Julia, was her
able and faithful assistant, for from no one els,
would she take such fearless reproofs and plain
stern truths as from her true-hearted playfellow
God works by small instruments sometimes, and '
seemed as if he had selected the modest child o
eleven years old to lead a wandering fellow-creatur
back to her true home.

Now ibr bows and arrows, Ald bracelets and
silver doves, and all sorts of glee," said Kate,
dancing about with delight as the carriage drew
up to the door; it does not rain, Ally, you see;
you are no true prophetess, and are never to be
believed, from this time forth, for ever and a day
You dear good kind papa, how I do love you,
continued the merry child, clapping her hands.
Why, Kate, I never saw you in such ecstasiea
before; I begin to think you have some secret
intention of winning the silver arrow," said her
"Ah, you will see! you will see! I've had an
interview with my fairy patroness; last night, on the
edge of a moonbeam, just the very tip, she glided
before me, and wonderful things she has promised


-among the rest a bright day, not a cloud as big
as a bee, not an Oh dear me! another turnpike,'
from any body, (she looked slyly at her papa,
whose particular horror turnpikes were,) not a
" Come back, children, it is not lady-like to run,'
from our important eldest sister, and numberless
theirr delightful promises."
"You lawless little thing," said Alice, laughing
" I've a great mind not to chaperon such a rebel."
Oh, marvellous fairy queen, listen to Alice!"
said the happy child, and give her two pinches
for her disobedience: do not turn her into a laurel-
tree till we come back; but change her pretty pink
bonnet into a deep red, and make her, if you can,
look ugly, just for to-day."
No, fairy lady, listen to me; don't let any
body be frightful but me-one ugly cripple is
enough in a party; another would scare even the
silver doves," said poor Julia Severn.
Very well, Julia, just as you please; as many
ugly people as my dear fairy likes, but not one
ugly temper, or I will neither sit, stand, walk, talk,
or make myself charming all day; one discontented
word, in disobedience to my patroness's command,
that we should all be merry, and I will whisk
round nine times under the old holly-tree, or use
some other charm, and you will all be turned into
wasps: so now, as I have informed you of my will
and pleasure, please papa get on the box, and


give those animals a gentle flogging, or, like the
old woman's piggy wiggy that Maude used to talk
about, 'we shall be here all day.' "
Illustrious protegee of the Fairy Queen, your
behests shall be instantly obeyed," said her papa;
and in ten minutes they had passed the lodge gates.
Oh, how this sun hurts my eyes," said Maude.
SI wish I had a parasol, I shall be scorched."
Not more than every body else, Maude; and,
if you remember, I advised you to bring one."
"Oh, yes, you are always very clever, Alice!
but it poured with rain two days ago, and the sun
was not out at all yesterday, so how could I ex-
pect it would be hot to-day."
Well, as you could not expect it, did not pro-
vide against it, and have no means of escaping it,
the wisest plan is to put.up with it."
But I cannot, it is just in my face."
So it is," said Alice, gravely; I don't know
what is to be done, unless Kate's fairy could fly
up with an umbrella."
How silly you are, Alice; what nonsense you
talk," replied Maude, pettishly; "it is not fair
making me bear this burning sun."
No more it is; but, unfortunately, as we are
without the power to remove him, suppose we
make an appeal to his good nature?"
Oh, the very thing," said Julia, laughing,
"let the fairy's friend address him-now Kate."


I am almost frightened; it is quite awful to talk
to such a great thing-I cannot look at him. Will
he think it rude if I do not, and frizzle me up,
I don't know-try."
"Oh, good, great, bright sun, we have in this
carriage a very pretty, sweet-tempered little lady
who has forgotten her parasol (do not laugh, Alice
it is not respectful); the warm smiles that you
send to dry up the fields and walks we are going
to are too keen for her, so she sends a humble.
petition by me, that you would shut up that one oi
your great warm eyes which shines upon her and
her paths to-day, leaving them nice and wet ana
cool, and not stare into her face so rudely; only
lear good sun, as we want to run about, and play bh
the hill side, do not shut up the other; but, as we are
very willing and thankful to see your dear, kind eye
nere, please let it warm and dry all those places
which if you are angry, and go behind a black cur-
tain, will be left in a disastrous state, for our new
white frocks; we know that we cannot have con-
venience without a wee bit of inconvenience, and
we are grateful to have so little.-Any thing more,
Maude? I think I've made a very touching appeal,
nevertheless, I will go on if you command me."
Nonsense, Kate, you love to hear yourself
talk; Charles Severn said so last week, and I'ru
sure he's right."


"Charles is exclaimed Julia.
"Quite right; I do love to hear myself talk,
dearly, ever so dearly," said Kate, laughing.
"I have hit upon a better plan for poor Maude
than your's Alice, for I think the great eyes' are
all unmoved by Kate's pathetics; pop yourself
under the seat, lassie, and hide those very unbe-
coming tears, you do not know how ugly you look,"
said Mr. Hamilton, turning round from the box
where he was driving; positively as bad as tha
queer old dame in the picture, when she had killed
the goose with the golden eggs."
It was a boy, papa, not an old woman-dear,
how incorrect; you ought to be more careful whea
you quote such ancient and important authority,"
said Kate.
Maude made no reply to her father's good-hu-
moured joke, but sat crying in the corner, till her
usually pretty face was swollen, and as unlike that
of a good and happy child, on her way to a day
of pleasure, as you can well imagine.
Miss Norton for a moment interrupted the
story, and said to Fanny, "If pretty little ladies
could only see how ugly they are when their
eyes are red, cheeks puffed, lips swollen, and
shoulders stuck up, holding a crumpled and
damp pinafore in a shaky hand, I really think,
Fanny, it would be an effectual cure. I once
had a pupil, long before I knew you, who was

80 now To aP1No A Valt HnAPPILY.

a very lovely little thing when she was good and
merry; but when she was sulky, sobbing, and
naughty, she looked like nothing on earth so much
as a great dirty wax doll after a few minutes'
warming at an uncomfortable fire.
In a short time the road on which they were
driving became thronged with the carriages of their
neighbours and friends going to the archery meet-
ing; and Kate's delight knew no bounds, as with
many a merry greeting her papa drove in and out
when the vehicles were thick, passing and dashing
by them in good style.
They were all in high glee; and not a little proud
was Mr. Hamilton of his children. In the back
of the carriage sat Alice, looking as pretty as a
very becoming pale pink bonnet (which Kate's
fairy had admired too much to meddle with) and
a sweet temper could make her, smiling gaily as
she recognized the faces round; Julia beside her,
her full blue eyes lighted up with pleasure, and as
little like the miserable and unhappy cripple of
Severn Park as possible; opposite were Maude
and Kate, the latter radiant with excessive delight;
she could scarcely refrain from shouting in her
glee, when her papa cut cleverly in between two
contending phaetons, and shot by them both, then
galloped beside Sir Grey Howell's barouche, while
the children in it talked eagerly to the Hamiltons,
and then with a true coachman-like jerk of the


elbow passed the mettled animals of Sir Grey like
Halloa, Maude, my little wife, what is the
matter with you?" called out one of the Howells,
as he strove to keep up on his pony with the rapid
pace Mr. Hamilton was going; "your face looks
like a particularly amiable thunder-storm."
And what do I look like ?" said Kate, trying to
divert his attention; but I beg you will be careful,
for your similes are not particularly felicitous to-
lay, and I am just now no less a personage than the
Fairy of the Flying Steeds: so go away, rash mortal,
I command you."
Bravo, Kate !-I will obey your small majesty,
by cantering past your flying steeds," said Frank
Howell, laughing.
Now do if you can-if you dare Papa, don't
let him-go on, go on, papa-gallop by Sancho
and Burgundy at speed! What impertinence!
Why, they'd beat you at a trot," said Kate, starting
Don't be too sure, royal lady," said Frank,
striking his spirited Arabian pony sharply with his
whip, for Mr. Hamilton's horses held him at work
to keep up with them: "but, however, do not be
uneasy; I will not try."
"You are beaten," said Kate, clapping her hands,
as, pulling at their task, the high-bred animals her


father drove left Frank far behind, we are first, I
am so glad-nobody has passed us.
"It is delightful!" exclaimed Julia. Elated with
the speed at which she was travelling, the clear,
light air, the gay scene around, and Kate s infec-
tious merriment, she 'laughed as playfully as the
giddiest of the party.
I do think I never was so happy in my life,
Frank," said Kate, as he joined them on the ground,
" I feel as if I could jump out of my skin."
Now, do not, Kate, only consider the conse-
"q*izcces; though the novelty would be some excuse."
The consequences-hang the consequences, if
Kate Hamilton wants any thing," said Lewis An-
nesly, a bold, ungentlemanly boy, an acquaintance
oi( Frank's, coming up to them.
"" Kate is very well off at present, I believe,
Annesly," replied Frank, coolly.
Ab, so you say, let her speak for herself-but
how on earth came you here?" he continued, turn-
ing to Julia-" what pleasure in the world can a
place like this give to you?"
Not quite so much as saying rude things gives
to you, Lewis," replied Julia, her face crimsoning.
You are witty to-day, Miss Julia; but, as to
rude things, people who live in glass-houses,' you
You asked me just now if I wanted any thing,"


said Kate, indignantly, as she saw Julia tremble
while the rough boy spoke, "and I told you no:
but I was wrong-I do want one thing very much,
and only you can give it to me-will you?"
It depends on what it is-what is it?"
"Leave to say, good morning;" and, putting her
arm in Julia's, she turned away, and joined her
father and Alice.
Oh, if God is merciful, as you say he is, Kate;
why was I born to be so miserable?" murmured
Julia, as she walked on with large tears rolling
down her cheeks.
To do some great work while' you live, that
none but you can do, Julia, and, when you have
accomplished it, to join your mother in heaven."
Oh, I shall be a beautiful angel, certainly;"
sneered Julia.
I do not know about beauty, but I never read
any thing of the loveliness of Lazarus, rather the
contrary; and yet we are told he was an angel."
Yes; but he had a beautiful soul-and I have
neither a beautiful body, nor soul; I wish I had
not come here to-day-I have no business in such
gay places."
Why not, Julia ?."
"' Only the happy and the healthy should--"
Come out, do you mean, Julia ? Bless me,
what a good thing it is you have not the manage-
ment of matters-what an empty world we should


have out of doors-a human face would be nearly
as scarce as a snow-balling in June; for what with
head-aches, and finger-aches, and temper-aches,
every body would be in prison; Julia, when I have
a small young world of my own to manage, I shall
not set you at the head of affairs-but look, there is
Emma and Rose Howell beckoning us to go to
Oh, Kate," said Rose, we have such a nice
party on the other side of the hill, under the beech.
trees; and we are going to have such a beau.
tiful game; there's Annie Pardoe, and Ellex
Sanders, and Elizabeth Grant, and six or seven
more, and we are waiting for you, we shall have
such fun."
Oh, how pleasant, I am longing for a romp!"
The spot chosen by the children was a small round
hill, shaded by a grove of beech-trees, which af-
forded them a pleasant shade from the still warm
rays of the sun; they had industriously carried up
several large stones to form thrones and seats, so
that, at a little distance, the whole scene might
have passed well for one in fairy land; the graceful,
active children, in their white frocks and dancing
ringlets, were no bad representatives of the good
people." A shout of joy was set up by them all,
when Kate, a general favourite, joined them; and
" Kate, look at this;" Kitty, sit on this stone, I
brought it on purpose;" Kathleen, jewel, (from a


merry Irish maid,) mavourneen, come here, with
your sunshiny face, that looks, among ours, like a
star on the mountains," was heard on all sides.
Oh, how universal is the magic of a sweet temper
and Christian spirit!-for a long time their play went
on merrily, and Kate, with her readiness to give
up to others, her prompt invention, and gay re-
plies, was queen of the revels. Seldom before had
she been so thoroughly happy, for hers was a really
sociable spirit, enjoying to the full every sort o,
amusement; but just as she had been duly en-
throned as judge of some mimic trial, and was
preparing to perform her part with dignity, she
saw that over Julia's eyes had come the heavy
painful appearance betokening one of her agonizing
nead-aches. In a moment, resigning her own plea-
ure for the sake of her friend, she started up, and
Let Annie be judge; she is as idle to-day a,
the birds at night."
No, no, Kate, she is not half so funny as you
are," exclaimed her companions.
I have exhausted all my wit, and frowned till
my forehead will never get straight again, let me
be still, to manufacture a fresh stock-I will not
yield to Annie's laziness; come, my lord, take
your seat."
In vain they all protested and entreated, Kate
was firm; and, waiting till she had set them gaily


to work, she went up to Julia-" Come, Julia, let
us slip away, they will not miss us now, and you
can have a nice rest in the little tent, before any body
comes there; then you will be fit for another game
when you awake; the carriages are close by, and
I can bring you stores of cushions and pillows."
"1 And you, Kate?"
Oh, I shall have plenty to do, never fear. I
shall be glad of a rest too; first, I have to think
of quantities of nonsense for after luncheon, when
we go back; then I have to imagine myself a
heroine, and consider how I ought to act under the
circumstances; then-oh then, when all that is
settled, I shall have something else to do."
Oh, Kate, how I wish I was like you-you have
given up the play you love, and all your companions,
to come and nurse the miserable cripple whom no
one else cares for."
You are wrong, Julia, dear; we all care for
you, and mamma loves you-you need never be
miserable, if you would only learn to bear patiently
the affliction of God's hand, and love all people, as
all people would love you."
"You think so because you are good, and
straight, and pretty, and- "
That will quite do, Julia; perfections enough
at once, but just let us examine my right to claim
them. Good I am not, for I often do what I am
ashamed of afterwards. Straight I am yet, but a


fall from my pony, or a toss out of a carriage, might
soon destroy that; pretty I have not quite made up
my mind about, but my own private opinion is,
"hat on that point you are right: it might be
painful to ask other people; but then I shall not, you
know, so I run no risk of having my sensitive feel-
ings hurt."
Kate, how is it that every body loves you ?-
even I love you."
"I know you do, and I will tell you why.
Mamma and my uncle taught me long ago, (when
first began to speak, I believe,) that if I wished
;o be happy I must think always before I spoke or
acted, and then I should never do or say an unkind
hing; and they bid me remember that we are all
sisters in this world, children of the same dear
Father, travelling, some in painful, some in plea-
sant paths, but all to the same Home, and there-
fore we are pledged by his love, and his gracious
Son's, our own kind friend and comforter, to help,
and cheer, and forgive each other; I was very
thankful to know this, and if people love me it is
because they have learned it too."
"I often think when I am with you that I will
try and do as you do, and be good; but when I get
home, with no one to help me to keep my good re-
solution, and am insulted for the misfortune that
ought to be my shield, and jeered at and teazed,
when I am ill, by those cruel boys, and never


hear a kind word, I get hard and bitter again;
often, Kate, I could fall at people's feet, and kiss
them for a loving word, or a friendly smile; but,
alas I never hear it."
"More the pity for them, and for you, Julia,
dear, and very difficult is the task to learn to
love and bear patiently. There is no credit to me
for what little good I do, for every body is kind to
me; but, Julia, mamma says that God never setq
us a hard task, if we have not power to do it, and
the more difficult it looks the more should we be
certain that we hav ome hidden power of perform-
ing it that waits to be tried. You know he is Oui
Father, and he would not bid us do his will if he
knew it was impossible. If you, with your bad
health and provoking brothers, strive to be patient
and humble, for his dear Son's sake, no one will
stand higher in his love; and be you sure that, the
greater the trial he gives you, the more strength
he will send with it, if you ask. I heard my uncle
say all this to poor Mrs. Bryan last week, when
her son was killed; and I am sure, if he were here
now, he would say the same to you."
But to be laughed at for the affliction I cannot
help; oh, Kate, you do not know how hard it is to
So have all cruel things been, from the time the
wicked soldiers scoffed at our Saviour; but he
bore it, Julia, and even blessed the evil men who


mocked him: try to imitate Him, and if your
brothers do not alter for shame, no matter, bear on,
God sees and hears, and the bright heaven is com-
ing, a rest for the weary." As she said this, Kate's
sweet eyes were bright with trust; Julia looked at
her with admiration, and whispered, as if to herself
I will try, if--"
"No ifs, Julia, dear; there never was one good
for anything in this world; it is a nasty, cowardly
word, only fit to be hunted out of the dictionary,
and pinched to death. Now we have talked long
enough, think of it, and go to sleep."
Perhaps, Fanny," said Miss Norton, you think
that Kate was over-clever for her age, and talked
more wisely than any of your young companions do;
but you must remember, my love, that from the time
she could speak her mother had constantly taught
her the mighty works and love of God. And,
besides, she was the niece of a good and pious
uncle, at whose rectory she spent many weeks in each
year, his companion and pupil: so, though naturally
as play-loving and mirthful a child as you, Fanny,
and gayest of the gay in all hours of recreation,
her heart and memory were bountifully stored
with holy thoughts and rich knowledge, and,
though no one talked giddier nonsense than she
did when with her playmates, few even at a more
advanced age were better fitted with a humble
and loving heart to speak the words she had heard


from infancy; the high and glorious theme seemed
to give her eloquence."
Contrary to her expectations, (continued Miss
Norton's narrative,) rest brought no relief to poor
Julia; and when she awoke and saw Kate sitting
by her, making all sorts of ridiculous figures upon
an odd piece of paper she had found in her pocket,
her heavy eyes, deeply circled with black, told that
the pain was not relieved.
I am no better, Kate," she said in a low, weak
voice; "and you have been sitting here all this
time for nothing."
Well, never mind, it is ten times worse for you
than for me; be quiet and shut your eyes, papa
came in a few minutes since, and said he would
manage that they should do without this tent;
there are not so many people as they expected, and
they can spare it very well. You will not be dis-
rarbed; so lie still, like a good child, while I finish
this funny Paul Pry for Alice, and presently they
will send us some luncheon. Papa says we need not
be afraid, for absentees, when they are remembered,
stand the best chance. I dare say we shall find
that they will send enough for a small family of
Dear Kate," murmured Julia, as the pillows
were tenderly arranged for her; but the pain she
suffered was so intense, that she could say no more,
and, kissing the gentle hand which parted her thick


hair, that the cool wind might fan her temples,
she closed her eyes in peace, for the softening
sense of love was busy at her heart, and the first
earnest prayer for aid to do right passed from
her soul to God. All hail to it!

Now, Charles, pray don't," said Julia, I will
give it to you with pleasure if you will wait; but,
if you pull it, you will undo all I have made of this
purse, and I want it for Kate Hamilton."
I won't wait, I will have it directly; come,
give it me;" and Charles Severn snatched at
Julia's work.
Then, if you speak so, you shall not have it at all.
Shan't I? you'lI see-here, Henry, come anm
You cowardly boy-I tell you I will not give
it to you."
And I tell you I will have it."
But, though he pulled with all his might, Julia's
hands were so tightened round the silk that it was
in vain.
I told you, you should not have it; now you
see I meant what I said-be quiet and civil, and I
will give it to you."
I will have it now, this moment; so give it up
at once, or it will be the worse for your fine


"You are welcome to it if you ask civilly, not else.'
"Catch me asking-you dare not keep it from
me; I will tell mamma."
"No, do not, Charles," said Henry; if Julia
ives us the silk, I think we ought to ask her pro.
Nonsense, pull away, she cannot run after us.'
I will not, and if you try I will help her; she
is not half so cross as she used to be, and I will
not teaze her, so give up pulling, Charles."
Who for, I should like to know?"
"I will show you;" and Henry raised his clenched
hand-Julia jumped up.
Here, Charles, here is the silk; do not fight
bout it-take it-and thank you, brother Henry,
I shall not forget your taking my part; and now,
as I am not busy I will help you to make that kite
you were talking about yesterday. I have some
beautiful paper, that will make a famous tail."
Now have you, really, Julia? but I am in a
great hurry, I can tell you, so let us set about it at
once. We shall want some blue, and yellow, and
green paper, and lots of string, and some paste,
and a thick stumpy needle; and, oh, Julia! have
you got a thin piece of cane ? we must have that."
I don't know; but come into my little closet and
choose what I have. Charles, is your kite done ?"
I dare say you do not care a straw whether it
is or not."


Yes, I do; because, if it is not, I will help you
when I have done Henry's."
What, after his pulling your silk?" said Henry.
Yes, if he likes."
Why, Julia, what is come to you? you are not
going to be good-tempered, are you?" askec
"I don't know; but I'm going to try and pleas
you with your kite, if you will let me."
"A comical thing you would make of it, I guess."
Not if you will show me; at all events I can

"Well, I should just as soon have expected
to see you grow straight, as offer to help us
with our kites; there is some mischief behind, I
Who can wonder if, so rudely and cruelly re-
pulsed, poor Julia found her self-imposed task dif-
ficult and disheartening; but the holy seed Kate's
words had sown lay deeply hidden in her heart;
and though she was often discouraged, and bitter
retorts rose to her lips, yet she strove on, day by
lay, with earnest prayer and honest endeavour, to
imitate the patient forbearance of her Saviour.
Just at this time a baby sister was born, and
very great were the rejoicings. A lovely little tiny
thing it was, witt its feeble cry and soft velvety
cheek, the image of helplessness and innocence
and from the first Julia's aching heart clung to it


with eager affection. She would sit for hours
gazing on its placid features, and often in the
night, her quiet footsteps stole to the nursery door,
to hear if all was silent there, and her darling sister
A strange absorbing love had sprung up in hei
soul for the wee little creature; and, radiant with its
holy light, her face looked positively beautiful.
Every one marvelled at the alteration that had
taken place in her manner and conduct, and all
but Lady Severn were softened by it; but with the
birth ;f the dear little Edith her aversion seemed
to increase, and it was almost by stealth that Julia
ever entered the nursery.
Gentle words, a meek and respectful manner-
very touching in one so heavily afflicted and hi-
therto vehement-had little effect upon her step-
mother's dislike; and, had she guessed how dearly
the poor deformed one loved the pretty infant, she
mvould have forbidden entirely all visits to her room.

1 am very sorry, mamma, indeed, indeed I am,
but I did not mean to do it, only Maude was so
provoking," said Amy Hamilton, sobbing.
And so, because she was provoking, you
thought you must be wicked; is that it, Amy?"
No, mamma, but she was so aggravating, and
Swas cross; and so, and so- "


You destroyed with one passionate blow all
she has been working and thinking of for months;
the pleasure she anticipated giving us at Christmas
has been prevented by an outbreak of uncontrolled
temper. I grieve for Maude's disappointment, but
more for you, my poor child; we may build her
tree again, but who can give to you the love, the
respect, the confidence your violence has ba-
Oh, mamma, do not speak so! forgive me,
pray do, and I will never give way again."
So you have said many, many times, Amy
but until your resolutions are founded upon surer
ground than your own strength, again and again it
will be broken; I have no faith in your pro-
Oh, dearest, dearest mamma, only this once-
try me only this once."
Not without inflicting some punishment, Amy.
I cannot so constantly overlook a fault which, if
now unchecked, must lead to your destruction; you
will remain here alone to-day; your meals shall be
sent by Lydia, but I do not expect to see you till
to-morrow at breakfast, when I hcpe to hear you
have asked Maude's pardon."
Any thing but that, dear, dear mamma.
Emma and Rose are here, and they will know
it all, pray do not keep me shut up."
A month since you faithfully promised me