202 DOGGED JACK.

to promise you'll be awful kind and loving to Jacko,
same as me, you know."
 "Yes, my darling, yes! I promise," said Mr.
 Gilbert.
 "And, Jacko, you're to promise to tell daddy
 all about everything always; because, then he'll
 understand, you see."
 "Yes, Polly Hopkins! yes!" sobbed Jack, the
tears running down his face.
 "Now, I'm quite comfortable," said the child,
 "and I'll say my hymn to you, Jacko; I always do
 for a treat on your birthday,-you remember, don't
 you?" asked the little voice which was growing
 fainter every moment.
 I do, my pet, I do."
 How's this it begins ?" asked the child dreamily.
 "'And now I lay me,'" said Jack, with difficulty
getting out the words.
 Oh yes !
 'And now I lay me down to sleep,
 I give my soul to Christ to keep;
 Wake I at morn, or wake I never,' "-
 A sweet confident smile crossed the little face.
 I give my soul to Christ for ever.' "
 And with one low sigh, little Polly's soul went
into her Saviour's keeping.