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as was their custom, the merits of the pastor.
and audcd him highly. Charles heard them in
| silence, for he was not pleased with the cold
sentences Of the preacher, but yentured to ask
'who that young lady was who sung in the
choir, with auburn hair and blue eyes,
'Oh,' replied Anne Withers, sit was Alice
Ncil-the daughter of farmer Neil. They have
a small farm little to the other side of the viii
| Iage.'
And she is the prottcst girl in town addc d
Henry Withers, who delighted in veXng his
/ proud sisters.
Fam sure she is not beautiful, replied Anne.
'anI if she were, her ignorance and vulgar man.
ners would no, allow her to go into good soc-
ety.
Alice Neil ignorant and vulgar . said Henry.
. Has Size lCl always teen ~ sCLu., and is she
not as graceful as beautiful 2!
Charcs Davenport heard in silence all that
was said, and cXau-ing himself, went up to his
chamber to see the sun set and to witness the
close Of the holy day alone and away from the
conversation of the sisters. The sun went
slowly down bohiudhe western range of noun.
tains, and the clouds in the west grew crimson
and golden aud gorgeous and then the tints
faded slowly, and at last the evening star came
out. The next day was as fair and glorious a
one as the Sabbath had been, only it was not
50 quiet and still and holy.
Mrs. Parsons lay II.very i'll, upon her couch
and it seemed to her at times almost as If God
had deserted the iamily,--lor her husband was
dead, and they were poor, and now she was
slc6-ii she should die, what would become of
Ellen! There was the old and ever faithful
servant jetseY, who clunT to them in their sor-
row wand poverty. but she could not support her
gentle girl. rs she thought Of all this, the tears
ran down her pale checks, and while she was
weeping, Elem entered.
Dear mother why do YOU wccpP
DO not ask my child. am not 50 strong
now as used 10 be, and | weep almost without
cause
'Aut YOU are in pain, mother. know that
you >uil,r--.ctm2 do something for you!'
She was only fourteen years Of are, and there
wa upon her young lace asorrowulues4 which
many sand bo'okrned an early grave. But she
was oNqujs.'ely beautiful, too fair and gentle
and sweet to !ivr where there is sorrow and
tr'0hl'. Her hair was Iight. her face very pale,
ard her eve of s0t bIne. The tears started to
them at once waea she saw her mother weep,
and she put her soft arms about her neck aud
slil-
DO not weep mo'hor-wiy should you be
unhappy? IS not nthcr in heaven, and should
we wish him back here ,
II seemed range ,hatso younga glr should
speak words OF consolation to her mother, and
,ha SIrcFon Wonah looked mp at her at htst as
IL H"a t""uGnl n was an angel comforting her
ius'old of her Ellen
~ J., Sai1 sIH' i do not wish INN back-but
li-H zen lis should dc
'lou-you VIII not die, mother! replied the
young girI' Uu"sung INTO tears as the thought
struck her mat It might be true.
les, my cnit-itis that-l do not fear death,
out W'2t VIII become OF you-where Will YOU
go ana 7'e Soo1ed upon her pillow with =
,eh'S arm around her neck. For moment EI-
len was overcome with sorrow, but shortly dried
ner tears, and said with a sweet caImnesa-
God Will take care OF me- mother
Just then there was a slight knock at the
cnamber-loor, and inc taithib nurse entered
ana shid-'Alce Nell has come and Ellen
sprung up and was soon IN the arms OF her dear
trend.
How kind Of You, Alice, to come 50 often,
ana 70 orIng 50 many 'nn9s and mother loves
y"H do be.ievea As well as me-come and COM
tort her, Tor she Is sad io-Ity'
And the farmers daughter sat down bv the