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after all that has happened, and I hope we LITTLE HAYMAKERS.

shall all be in a happier mood next year.' (Concluded from p. 404.) • You are not very, very angry with me, W3HE sun was sinking in mother?' asked Rosie.

the western sky, and No, dear child; I have been greatly the last beautiful rays grieved, but now you have confessed so were peeping in at fully I feel happier, for I believe you are the window, near which truly sorry for your fault.

fault. I shall tell your Rose was kneeling and father what you have said to me, and he repeating her evening will be as thankful for it as I am.'

prayer. And Amy was "I am afraid you will never trust me sleeping peacefully in her little bed; no again, mother,' said the poor girl timidly. tear in her eye to-night, but a sweet • I think I shall, my darling; at any rate, happy smile on her face.

I think if ever you do wrong again, you will Rosie was intent

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wben neither tell nor act a lie to hide it.' a lovely gleam of sunshine lit upon her, and Oh, never, never!' cried Rose; it has with it came back the thought of Jesus all been so dreadful !' Christ's perfect childhood and her own

You must ask God to forgive you, dear naughtiness, and a dreadful sense of shame child, and to help you by His Holy Spirit, came over her. “Huw can God love me,' that you may not give way to the Tempter thought she, while I am so stubborn and again.' wilful ? All her anger against Robert fled 'I will, and I have,' answered Rose. away, and she blamed herself alone for all “And He is sure to help you,' replied that had happened. So she prayed more

her mother. • But now, good night, dear; earnestly than she had done for some time you must not sit up any longer. And she past, Forgive us our trespasses, as we gave a kiss to each child, though Amy was forgive them that trespass against us.' As sound asleep, saying tenderly, God bless she rose from her knees she heard the you, my little girls, and make you good housemaid on the landing; she opened the and happy.' door, and begged her to ask Mrs. Turner

CONCLUSION. to come up as soon as she could.

And then came Rose's real confession of ROSE tried to make amends for her disher fault. She poured out her heart before obedience by a careful practice daily of her her mother, telling her how she had insisted music, giving a longer time to it than she upon going out into the meadow before was obliged to do during the holidays. She the lesson-time was over, though Amy had did so without saying a word to anybody, urged her again and again not to do so. and she was not aware that her perseverance And then, mother,' she added, "I was so was noticed. proud, I would not own the fault; but One morning, when she was seated at really I was the one to blame, and the the piano, feeling very happy because she others ought not to be punished.'

was getting on well with a new piece, Amy 'The only one quite free from blame,' ran into the room, her face all bright with said Mrs. Turner, was Walter. ,

But delight, and begged her sister to come it is best any how not to have the party

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‘Not for another ten minutes,' answered In the evening Rose played her new piece Rose, looking up at the clock.

of music to her father and mother, and had *Oh! but you may to-day,' replied Amy, the pleasure of being praised by them for 'for mother sent me to fetch you.'

the performance. So Rose followed her sister at once with- I know,' said her mother, that you out a question. Great was her delight have been working extra hours to learn it when she found an unexpected visitor in perfectly, and you have pleased me very the drawing-room. Uncle Joseph had come mucb.' over for two or three hours, and wanted to Thursday morning came, and Mrs. Tursee his nephews and nieces. He was óquite ner and the children were dressed by nine well again,' he said, in answer to their o'clock in readiness for the grand excursion. inquiries; and then he went on to give A sound of wheels and horses' hoofs. them an invitation to Dingwell.

Here comes Uncle Joseph's carriage!' cried • I'm going to have a garden-party for Amy, clapping her hands. Five minutes some little folk on Thursday, and your more, and the whole party were seated. mother promises you shall all come over At the first touch of the whip the for the day.'

horses dashed off, and the party had a There was a clapping of hands with great merry drive along the dusty road. rejoicing at the thought of the pleasure to The day passed off delightfully; and come, and the kind uncle was heartily Uncle Joseph's garden-party was long rethanked.

membered by our little friends. Mother dear,' said Rose, by-and-by, when she saw her mother alone, 'I don't MANNERS AND CUSTOMS OF THE EAST. think I deserve to go with the others to Dingwell.

MILLS. "Why, dear child ? what have you been HE corn in the East is ground by the doing?'

women, and they use a strange kind Oh, nothing fresh; but you know how of mill. Two large flat stones are put one naughty I was the other day.'

on the top of the other; but they are not Mrs. Turner was distressed; she drew her both quite alike, there is a hole in the little girl close to her side, and spoke to middle of the upper one, and one of the her tenderly about her trouble.

women pours the corn through the hole, so •You know, dear child,' she said, you that when the women turn round the upper have quite repented of your fault, and I stone, the two stones rub against each other, entirely forgave you: we do not wish to and the corn between them is ground into punish you any more, and I want you not flour. to be unhappy about it any longer. You There is a handle fixed in the upper will not, I think, easily forget the lessons stone, which the women take hold of, that of obedience and truthfulness which it has they may turn the stone. People do not taught you. But now you must be a grind corn in this way in the West, but in happy little girl again; you may be sure the Holy Land, where our Lord lived, there that God looks down upon you in love, now were no water-mills nor wind-mills, and so that you are trying with all your heart to the women were obliged to do this, and it please Him.

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