| CHAP, XI.—TOM GIVES UP THE THING HE

LIKES BEST.

5 SHE next morning, in the middle of his

breakfast, Tom remembered all about
the martyrs, and how he was going to try
that day to be like them, by making some-
body happy, and giving up what he liked best.
Archie was coming at one o'clock. Tull then,
he thought he would have nothing to do, as
his papa and mamma, being grown-up, had, of
course, everything they wanted. As soon as
his lessons were done he ran to his cupboard.
Far back in a corner was an accordion.
He had thought of it several times in the
middle of his spelling. It had beautiful
sounds inside it, just like a piano, which came
out by squeezing it gently up and down, If
he really wanted to be like the martyrs, and