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that they will not appear again. Do you know,
Lucy, what that one root was ?””

“‘T believe so, papa.”

“ What do you believe? Whisper it to me, if
you are ashamed to speak out.” And Mr. Lovett
put his car close to Lucy’s lips.

She whispered, ‘ Vanity!’

“Yes, my dear child, it was vanity! It was
loving the praise of men more than the praise of
God. The natural consequence of this is to make
you place more value on the outward show, on
which man looks, than on the pure heart, on which
God looks. You have, I fear, thought of vanity,
till now, as a very little sin; but now, dear Lucy,
you sec how it debases the whole character; that
it not only makes you unfaithful to God, but in-
sincere to man. Do you sce this, Lucy?”

“‘T believe so, papa, but I am not sure.”

“Tet me make it clear to you. A vain per-
son desires praise aboye all things, docs he not?”

“Yes.”

“Well, men can only praise what they see ;
is this not so?’

“Yes.”