PERSEVERE AND PROSPER.

not nearly so good as Fanny’s, aud I do not
spell well.”

“Oh! I thought you were a little of a
scholar,” said the old woman putting her
* hand on his head. “That’s right, you'll be
a learned gentleman, in time, I dare say.
So will you just write to your blessel
mamma for me, and tell her I humbly thank
her for her present, and Mrs. Ellis, too.”

“Yes, that I will,” said Arthur. “ And
now where’s Susan?”

“She has not come down yet,—a lazy
thing! But what do you want with her ?”

“Why, she promised, if I got up early, and
wanted to go out before breakfast, she would
give me some milk and some bread.”

“You shall have some directly, without
waiting for her. Come with me,” and the
old woman trotted briskly, first to the pan-
try, where she cut off a thick slice of home-
baked bread, and then away out through °
some back offices to the dairy. Here the
dairy-maid was just bringing in some pails
of new milk; and the cook gave Arthur a

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