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and spies are placed about our house our
home is no home it belongs to the parish, our
| selves belong to the parish and yet they abuse
their own property; we try to do good and try
to do right, but people are constantly finding
fault.
Mrs. Morris's medations were sooh interup-
It'd by the entrance of young girl.
1iSS Morris, mother wants to know if you
will let her have some green tea, she amt got
none, and Miss Dutton's to tea, and she can't
drink black.
A visit from some member of this borrowing
family was a daily occurrence. Coffee, tea su-
gar, flour, ginger, all articles used in house
keeping went into small, blue tea-cup or a
large tin pail from the parsonage to this family
many times in week ; but nothing of the kind
ever travelled back. Why, the minister had
seven hundred dollars year
So Abby, Miss Dutton is visiting your mother
this evening; l thought she was going to Mrs
Cutters.
Well, guess she was, but they want to
home she said she was here to dinner and she
had real nice one but she said she shouldn't
think YOU could live on your salary, you was so
extravagant; you had two sorts of meat and
real nice pies. Mother wants to know too, if
you'll let her have some meal for hot cakes in
the morning; Sammy ill bring over pail.
Is it not cruel dear husband, said Mrs. Nor.
ris, when tried so much to please Miss Dut-
ton, know she was such fault finder let us
do as well as our circumstances will allow
let us act from the kindest motives-lct US de-
ny ourselves to crafty others, and we are
blamed; must we always be watched and wor-
ried in our own home
Mary, dear. said the husband we will try to
do right,i if we are blamed we will try to
please our Heavenly Father. You must have
a bold heart, Mary, where right is concerned,
and not suffer tritles to make You miserable--
Look beyond dearest, there lies the charm
which will drive away all evil.
There was timid rap at the nursery door.
and moment after, a pale little girl, very poor
ly clad, entered the room.
Mother sent you these, said the child, in a
low, sweet voice.
Mrs Morris looked at her with surprise, for
she was the daughter of a man who seemed
lost to all virtue. by that worst of vices, ntem-
perance. Your mother sent them said she
Yss ma am, father caught them this morn
ing Have vOu ever seen such beautiful trout,
husband Your mother is very kind, Grace,
and thank you, my dear, for bringing them to
me sit down and rest yourself, you are tired.
cannot stay, said the pale girl, my mother
will need me soon. May speak to Mr.. Nor
rs?
Oh, yes, said the pastor, rising from the
lounge, and coming towards her say anything
YOU wish, my child have no fear, and he laid
his hand kindly on her head, from which the
faded shawl had fallen.
Ihe bosom of the young girl heaved, and her
lips qnivered with agitation. Oh, sir, will you
please come over and talk with my father, he
is very bad.
Is he i'll. Grace?
lie is in distress, sir; he says he has ! cen
so wicked, and mother thinks you can do him
good. lie has not drank any brandy (Grace
continued in lower voice) since you talked
with him two weeks ago; lie says YOU were
SO kind with him; Oh, Mr. Morris, we all
thank you so much no one has seemed to care
for father 5ut you; and if you could just 90
over and talk with him now.
Yes, Grace, | will go with you now-l am
very glad to 90.
lie took her hand and she, with her full
heart beating like the surging sea, led the faith
fu friend 10 her humble home.
Now. Mary. said our belovcdrpastor as he
returned at Il late hour from the Frightening
home of the yourg Grace and her penteut tatl
er, would You not suffer many such days of trial
and annoyance as this has been to you, for one
such reformation
The wife uncovered her face and turned her
eyes, swollen with weeping, upon her husband.
He was answered. The unspoken gratitude
of that pale, suffering child, had touched a chord
in her heart which bad never vlbrated to the
rude grasp OF coarSer natures.