320 CHILDRBEIN'S BOO00 FOR SABBATH HOURS.

 If any one is cross to me, bring up their children, since they have
 And no one takes me out. r
 And no one takes me out to do a deal of talking to other folks
 I wish that I could teach you
 All prettily to say about theirs. It don't go down so well,
 'Thank you when I sing to you I've noticed, when their own young ones
 And give you ribbons gay." run wild 'Actions does speak a thou-
 But there came a day when Mamie sand times louder than words,' and that's
was not the only little girl at the parson- my doctrine always."
age; when any hour of the day, you So it came to pass that Miss Eva was
might have seen her sitting down by a sadly neglected, and Mamie's cheeks
real, live baby's cradle, helping to take were growing pale instead of rosy, as
care of the dear little sister whom God the spring days were coming on ; she
had sent to find an earthly home amid had lived out of doors so much of the
such loving hearts, time before her little sister came. But
 Oh how fond Mamie was of her, and now, whenever her mamma proposed her
how very perfect and beautiful had her playing out in the garden, she always
home become! found objections. Now and then, she
 She no longer took so many long walks was ready for a walk with her papa; but
with her papa, since she was now never a good romp out of doors seemed to have
lonely or unoccupied; there was always suddenly lost all charms for her.
somebody to stay with, and something "Something must be done to amuse
always found for her busy, restless little the child, which will take her out into
feet and hands to do. She never grew the air more. She clings close to baby
tired or impatient with waiting upon her and me all the time, and is growing
mamma and the sweet baby; but would thinner and paler every day," Mrs. Smith
run up and down stairs for them, forty had said to her husband. And the very
times a day. next day an express-wagon stopped at
 The old nurse who had taken care of the door of the parsonage, and a large,
her mamma, in the first few weeks after long wooden box was taken out, and set
the baby came, would often stop, as she down upon the piazza.
was entering the room, to smile at the Mamie ran out to see what it could
pretty picture the children made. be. There was her name in big black
 Such an unspoiled, only child, I never letters upon the cover. She hastily un-
saw in all my life," she would say to did the little hooks, which fastened the
Mamie's mother. "Why, she'd run her cover down, and there, oh, joy! was a
blessed little feet off to wait on any of strong set of croquet, freshly painted and
us! and never seems to think she needs shining with the prettiest colors imagin-
waiting on herself yet. Lor, Miss Smith, able. Who could have sent it to her,
it shows she's been well brought up ; when she had wanted a set so long ? She
and ministers ought to know how to ran into the study to ask her papa about