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The Rainy Day.

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shoes and thin old cloak. and then at the
long drcary common she had 10 cross.
"''l'is very wet indeed, molher,' said Willie ;
I have been listening long time to the
rain as it patercd on the roof, and came
dropping down through here and there
How thankful was that it did not fall on
your he'd TO wake you when you were SO
tired
Poor child,'' muttcrcil his mother, 'he is
always thinking OF others; one would fan
cy he had troubles enough to make him
selfish
And do you not think, mother contin-
ued Willie, that God is very good to send
us rain instead Of snow? it is not near SO
cold And the poor lame boy almost
slivered at the thought Of what lie had suf
fercd.
They are both bad enough, child, for
poor people, WAS his mothers only reply;
for she had not learned to feel that our
heavenly Father does all things well, though
we may not he allie to trace his hand
After giving her daughter some directions,
| and bidding Willie goodbye IN softer
tone, Mrs. Brown set ont on her way to
Old Park, or the great house as she called
it. She generally spent two days every
week at the residence Of Mr.. and Mrs.
Montgomery, to hel their servants. Those
days were looked forward, to with pleasure
by the poor children at home; for in ad-
di,ion to her wages. the kind mistress Of the
house often found something in the way
of clothes or food, which might be help to
the poor widow. While Mrs. Brown is at
work in the kitchen, let us introduce our
little readers to the family at the Old
Park
Mr. and Mrs. Montgomery had four chill
dren. Grace their eldest daughter was so
much grown that she was looked upon BY
the younger children as sort of little
mamma and by the servants as wise and
kind young mistress, in the absence of her
mother: Herbert, a boy Of ten years, Rosa,
little girl year younger, and Charlie, n
laughing little fellow Of seven completed the
family party. A few months before our sto-
ry begiIs. Leila Grant, an orphan cousin. had
come to reside at Old Park. Her father,
who was an officer had been killed in the
Crimea, aud her mother had followed him
to an early grave. Mrs. Grant felt very
| thankful when her sister promised to take
Leila and bring her up, for she knew that
her dear child would be taught about the
precious Saviour, whose name was as mu-
sic to her ear, and whose love and grace
upheld her in dying hour. Leila was n
thoughtful little girl: and though only few
months older than Rosa, her steady ways
would have led one to suppose that in age
she was much greater. Her pale cheek
and deep mourning dress, gave sad intc-
rest to the appearance of the young Or
phan.
How provoking! said Rosa, drawing
asidesthe white window curtains of the bed
room where Leila and she slept; 'how very
provoking to have another wet day! Well,
| notice the rain always comes When we
don't want it.. Indeed, we never want it,
tits SO miserable to be keptrin doors all day.
Here have been lying awake for the last
ha!fhour, thinking how many things I
would do to-day. but now all my plant are
spoiled by thai provoking rain
What did you intend doings' asked
Leila, looking up from the book which she
had been reading.
'Oh!a vast number of things first 7
wanted bunch Of sweet voiets from nv
own garden, to give uncle John when he
comes to dinner, but know the rain will
spoil them then wished to have good
swing AS soon rs lessons were over, bnt the
rain will spoil that too; for even ii it clears
up, mamma will say the grass is too wet.
But the worst Of all is the wax-works,
the delightful wax-works. You know
mamma promised that if the day was fine,
t,lr III A.. ,
perhaps it may be fine by and bye, sug.
gested her. cousin and If SO. am sure
aunt will keep her promise. But instead
of editing a sunbeam on the dark cloud
which had settled over Rosa's spirit, eaher
suggestion seemed to have the contrary eff.
feet. and shower of tears flowed down her
cheeks nearly as quickly as the rain drops
along the window-frame.
'Well, Lilly, you always make me worse
when / am in any trouble cried Rosa,
through her tears. You are so quiet, never
seeming to care how much veXedI may be :;
and then as you haye been dresseas this
halfhour reading that book, why did you
not tell me it was rainingf
i did not think you we're awake Rose,
when ] sat down to read and my chapter
this morning wasso interesting, that al
most forgot there was any. one in the room.
But Rosa, do let me help you to dress,
there is the breakfast bell.'
j don't want any help; you may inst as
we'll 60 down stairs, Lilly, and secure that
seat ,youdike 80 much, nearpspa. plsin-
ly see everything isgoing against me til
morning. Et.arl - ..ss, v.s,t,sc.,
Leila, who, saw there was little use in
pressing her seryices, laid in q drawer the
I 4 Bible shehad been reading, and left the
room. H,IS
| Rosa now amused herself for,a short
time before q small looking; glass, and then
Throwing hefseif fob Her knees. she repeated
| the usual morptng prayer in s hurried h1ah-
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