TIE NORTHIROFT LILIES.

 them-" Shall He not much more care for you?"
 The tears flowed fast down her pale checks as Miss
 Brooke put it down on the bed. "I can't help it,
 ma'am," she said, "I am so happy and pleased; but ib
 makes me think how ungrateful I am and distrust-
 ful."
 Miss Brooke saw the tears were a relief, and she
 did not check them. Presently she said, "Shall I hang
 it up ?"
 Oh, please, ma'am; but it's troubling you," she
 said, "C and I don't know if we've any nails."
 But the lady had brought one with her with a
 brilliant brass head; and the painting was hung oppo-
 site the head of the bed, just where Nancy's gaze
 would most naturally fall, and then Miss Brooke sat
 down. How does the tatting go on?" she asked.
 Nancy produced about half a yard.
 That's very well done. Now I will show you a
nice easy pattern-there !" and she watched her
pupil's efforts with much satisfaction.
 Now, Nancy, if you can do six yards of that, I
can get you sixpence a yard for it; but don't hurry, it
will be no good if you tire yourself."
 That night Nancy was almost happy. She was
hungry, certainly, and that made her feel weak and
languid; but Tim had earned a halfpenny by holding a
gentleman's horse, and had bought some bread with it,
and a neighbour had given Joe his tea, and she and
her mother could better endure to want if the children
were satisfied. She was so delighted with the thought
of being able to earn a little money, she felt impatient
for the morning light that she might begin. Mrs.
Joyce, poor woman! wearied with a day's fruitless
search for work, nearly tempted her.
 "Oh, child," she said, "the money's sure for that