14 EDITH, THE YOUNG TEACHER.

asked the little girl, “when you began
to teach at the Sunday school ”

“T was about four years older, I
think, than my little Edith. Your
dear mamma first brought me here,
and took great pains to show me all
that I ought to do.”

“What, here, to this very school-
room? Dear aunt, how odd _ that
—geems! So mamma taught you, and
you are going to teach me. I hope,
though, that I shall not have to wait
until I am four years older. Ah!
there is little Fanny Smith, from the
cottage on the heath; and those two
girls at adistance are Jane and Betsy
Peters. I know them by the blue rib-
bon on their bonnets, for I saw them
last Sunday, as we passed when the
children were coming out of school.
Aunt Mary, I am sure you do not