24 THE HISTORY OF

some time, she called her servant, and said to
her, “ Sarah, I do not know whether my me-
mory may have failed me, but I think there is
some resemblance between this child and what
my eldest daughter was just before she died.”

“It is now forty years or more,” replied
Sarah, “ since my dear young mistress’s death,
and being then but young, I do not remember
her very well.”

‘* But,” said the old lady, ‘look at the pic-
ture of my dear Clary, as it hangs there over the
mantle-piece, and tell me if she has not the
same white hair and rosy colour, and the same
smiling eyes, as this little girl:” then looking
kindly at me, she asked me many questions
about my parents, and my way of living; and
when I had answered them, she gave me the
money which had been promised me, telling
me to come again to her house four days
afterwards.

“But be sure,” added she, “before you
come again, wash yourself quite clean, and
comb your hair; for however poor you may be,
there can be no necessity for unclennliness,”

Thus did Almighty God provide a friend for
me, remembering the virtues of my excellent
parents; for, as the holy Psalmist says, Blessed
ts the man that feareth the Lord; his seed shall
be mighty upon earth, the generation of the up-
right shall be blessed. Surely he shall not be
moved for ever: the righteous shall be had in
everlasting remembrance. (Psalm cxii. 1, 2, 6.)

So did God in his mercy remember my
parents; and when they were no more, he be-