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this afternoon she was left a long while nodded here and there to friends and neighalone, and, longing to quench her thirst, bours who would willingly have stopped him, she got up and crawled to the table to to hear from his own lips all the wonderful fill her glass with water; but in returning adventures he had met with, but Roger she was overcome by her weakness, and fell never slackened his steps till he reached back upon the stones in a sort of faint. the straight walk and bowery cottage. It was in this state, with the broken glass It all seemed so quiet that he paused at lying beside her, that your mother found the gate, then the sound as of a bee humher; and she lifted her up on the bed, and ming arrested his attention. Under the came and called me. Now poor Bessie bas lilac-bush at the further end of the garden come to herself, and is getting on well. So sat Bell, with a picture-book on her lap, go in, Donald, and help your mother to which she seemed to be explaining to nurse her. I trust you to make a good Johnny, who leant against her.
petition of words, such as one uses to very With these words the doctor left him, young children, struck Roger as strange, and Donald got up, wiped his red eyes, and but he had no time for reflection ; Bell had went inside.
descried him, and with a shout of joy flew Bessie was lying back upon the pillows, down the walk and seized his hand to drag with all her auburn hair thrown back from him to the house. her face, and her eyes closed; but she Mother, mother,' she called out, come, opened them at his footstep and welcomed here is Roger!' And then Mrs. Weir came him with a smile.
to the door, and neighbours strayed in, and 'Have you come at last, Donald ? I all was happy greeting. Roger had never thought the time seemed long.'
been made so much of in his life. But And then Donald went up, and hiding what he thought of most was Johnny, the his face in the bed-clothes, he asked her boy he had left so gay, and bright, and to forgive him for his selfishness, and clever. Could the pale, shrunken child, promising never to leave her alone again. with the half-frightened eyes, be him? And he kept his promise. Not only in
Not only in Every one else had grown used to the keeping his sister company while she was change, but it was new and very pitiful to lying upon a bed of sickness, but when she Roger. got better in many other things, which, *Don't take no notice,' said poor Mrs. though they may seem to be trifles, yet Weir; 'strangers frighten him at first.' add so much to others' happiness by a little But I am not a stranger,' said Roger self-sacrifice.
QUILL. gently. 'Johnny boy, you know me! come
here, there's a good little chap.' AMONG LIONS.
Something in the tone or kindly gesture (Continued from page 324.)
pleased the boy; he left Bell, to whom he CHAPTER XXIII.
always clung, and came to Roger, looking IT T was Easter before the travellers really wistfully in his face. “You're Roger,' be
set foot in England, and an early spring said dreamily; you used to ride me on was making Moor lanes beautiful when your knee, and bring me nuts from ShuckRoger Weir, with light heart and smiling ley.' face, once more trudged along them. He It was a long speech for Johnny now;
his mind had leapt over that sad fever you,' said Mrs. Weir. Mrs. Holmes is very interval, and gone back to his baby days, good, and wants our boy back at Littleby when Roger was nurse and pleasure-giver when Bell goes, and Dr. Darell says it is to his younger brother.
better for him than being here, where things It pained Roger to see how his mother puzzle him and fret him. The sea is all
. and the neighbours exchanged pleased new to him, and after a bit, if he is kept glances and nods at this little speech, he very quiet, they do say they think he may could not bring himself to believe in poor come quite round. But Mrs. Weir shook Johnny's loss of intellect.
her head and wept a few tears as she said All that day Johnny crept noiselessly this; she had not much hope herself. Το about with Roger, sometimes smiling feebly Roger, however, it was very cheering. at him, at other times listening with wistful Does Dr. Darell say so, mother? Hurearnestness to conversation he could not rah, then! we shall have him all right again! understand. When bedtime came he did Don't fret. I'd give,'— and Roger stopped not like being sent away from him, so to consider,-'I'd give my fifty pounds to Roger took him upstairs and stayed till the have Johnny like he was when I left home.' child fell asleep. Then he said he must go Yes, Roger meant it; he had now no back to Mrs. Darell, who had engaged him feelings of envy against poor Johnny: he to remain with her family while they were wondered how he could ever have had in England, in attendance on her invalid
them; the somewhat self-sufficient chatter boy.
would now have been music to his ears. 'I shall come again to-morrow,' said But he was never again to hear that. If Roger. •I can always run up for an hour Johnny ever did revive from this long in the evening.'
mind-sickness, he would be a gentler and • But you'll not go back to foreign parts; an humbler child. you'll stay at home now?' said poor Mrs. The devouring lion of giddiness and pride Weir. “Johnny has taken to you so.' that beset his path had been stricken by the
I'd like to stay,' said Roger, but I'll same blow that laid him low, and, would ask Mr. Swayne, mother; you see they never again threaten his very life. With brought me home sooner than they pro- his doting parents and approving schoolmised that I might help with the children master he had been day by day gaining on the journey, and there's the going back;
more in head knowledge, and less in heart it mightn't be fair to leave my mistress. humility. It would have been a hard strug
. Johnny's got little Bell, too.'
gle for him to have fought the Evil One, so Ay, Bell's a good child,' said Mrs. Weir,
all at once the temptation to sin was put thoughtfully. 'Johnny would have died but
away far from him by an Almighty hand. for her: but she's none of ours you hear, Some knew that Hand, and saw mercy Roger, she belongs to Mrs. Holmes now.' in the misfortune that had fallen on the And then Roger had to listen to the story | Weirs; others, as Alice Swayne said, only of the discovery of Bell's parentage-rather thought it strange and sorrowful, this death a shock to him; he had hoped that the in life of poor little Johnny. bright little creature was for the future part
(Concluded in our next.) and parcel of his home.
• Bell and Johnny are only here to see