THE GRAVE ACT OF DISOBEDIENCE. 5D

this he managed so successfully, that when
it was done, he could himself scarcely
recognize the spot. “ There,” said he, as
he sprinkled the last handful of dust,
“there let them lie; they, at least, shall
not betray me.” |

He then thought that everything was
safe; and that he might return, without
risk of discovery, to his bed-room. He
had scarcely, however, reached the door
of the marching-room, when he remem-
bered that he had his little brother Wal-
ter’s alley still in his pocket. This fa-
vourite marble. of the little boy’s had a
dark red ring round the centre; and.
might be recognized amongst a thousand.
That child, reasoned he, in the restless- .
ness of his uneasy conscience, will be sure
to make a hue and ery after his mar-
ble to-morrow, when he finds it has been