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able to look forward quietly to a happy old AND THEN?'
age.' HE following story is
*And then ?' asked the holy man. told of Filippo Neri. ‘And then,' said the youth, and thenHe was living at one
and then I shall die.' of the Italian Uni- Here Filippo again lifted up his voice, versities, when a young
and again said—' And then ?' Whereupon man, whom he had the young man made no answer, but cast known as a boy, ran down his head and went away.
This last up to him with a face . And then ?' had pierced into his soul, and
full of delight, and he could not get quit of it. told him what he had been long wishing, The question which Filippo Neri put above all things in the world, was to the young lawyer I would put to length fulfilled, his parents having just my readers. I would urge you to put giving him leave to study the law; and it frequently to yourselves. that he had now come to the law school have done all that you are doing, all in this University on account of its great that you aim at doing, all that you dieam fame, and meant to spare no pains or of doing, even supposing that all your labour in getting through his studies as dreams are accomplished, that every wish quickly and as well as possible. In this of your heart is fulfilled,-still I would ask way he ran on for a long time; and when at yon — What will you do, what will you be, last he came to a stop, the holy man, who then ? Whenever you cast your thoughts had been listening with great patience and forward, never let them stop short on this kindness, said
side of the grave; let them not stop short Well! and when you have got through at the grave itself; but when you have your course of studies, what do you mean followed yourselves thither, and have seen to do then?
yourselves laid therein, still ask yourselves Then I shall take my Doctor's degree,' the searching question-And then ? answered the young man.
‘And then ?' asked Filippo Neri.
LITTLE JIM ROGERS have a number of difficult and knotty cases to manage, and shall catch people's notice
OLD, wet, hungry, with a by my eloquence, my zeal, my learning,
sad heart and a dirty, tearmy acuteness, and gain a great reputation.'
stained face, little Jim And then?' repeated the holy man.
Rogers sat down on the “And then, replied theyouth,—'why then,
kerb-stone of a narrow there can't be a question, I shall be pro
London street, and al cost moted to some high office or other; besides,
wished himself deadI shall make money and grow rich.'
anything must be better And then ?' repeated Filippo.
than his miserable life! "And then,' pursued the young lawyer,- Jim did not know what death was, certhen I shall live comfortably and honour- tainly; he heard his mother speak of it as if ably, in health and dignity, and shall be it was the one way to get out of trouble,
and he knew that he had a wretched time of it-never enough to eat; never anything much but cuffs, and blows, and hard words ; never clothes enough to keep out the wind, which blew so keen and chill. He did not know that the good God was looking down upon his misery; he did not know that that same good God was putting kind thoughts for him into the hearts of the little children in one of the houses near, who begged their mother to let him share their dinner.
Mrs. Warner was only a working woman, but she managed so well that there was always plain food in their home, though not too much of it. She was kind-hearted, too; so when Jessie and little Will pleaded for the ragged urchin, she got up and called him in, putting a plateful of food before him.
Jim needed no second asking-just for a minute he stared with surprise at such unexpected good fortune. Then he sat down and cleared it up in quick time, and setting down the empty plate he thanked them again and again for his dinner.
"You don't often get a dinner, my boy, I should think?' said Mrs. Warner.
"No! I haven't had anything but bread this long time. Mother's not had much work, you see, and there's such a lot of us, and we've lost father.'
• Poor little boy! Well, I'm only a working woman too, but thank God I can get enough for my little ones, and I dare say we'll spare you a bit now and then. Can't you work, too, and help your mother?'
No one 'll have me,' said Jim. I've tried and tried, but no one wants any boys like me.'
"Well, suppose you go to the shop over the way and ask there. They did want a boy awhile back to run errands and suchlike: it's worth asking.'
Jim nodded. Thank ye kindly, mum;
* I'll ask.' And so he did, but to no purpose, and he went home disappointed, although he was all the better for his dinner. On his way
he met the teacher of the class he went to at Sunday-school. "Well, Jim, are you in place yet ?'
No: it's no use asking, teacher; no one will have me,' said Jim, gloomily.
Poor lad, I am sorry for you! It's hard to keep up courage, but you must try. God is taking care of you, though you can hardly see it, Jim.' “He don't care,' said Jim. If He did,
" He wouldn't let us be so hungry.' • O Jim ! He does care. Can't
think of any of the kind things God has done for you many a time?'
• He gave me my dinner, I 'spose,' said Jim; and then he told how the little children and their mother had treated bim.
Well, that was God's doing, Jim: it wasn't chance took you there, and it wasn't chance which made them see you, and be kind to you.
He put it into their hearts.'
"I wish He'd tell some one to give me work, then,' said Jim.
Have you asked God to do this, Jim?'
N—no, I haven't, exactly. He knows I want it bad enough, though.'
'Yes, He knows it all, but He likes to hear us ask Him; He likes to see us tell Him all our troubles, and believe that will help us out.'
It was a new thought to Jim, and from that time he took to his prayers again, which he had forgotten from neglect; and when after a little while success came at last, and he got to work and times were better, he always believed, and rightly too, that it was God's answer to his