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“ That little fellow might be a real lesson to our Master Herbert,” said Mrs.
Snow, the head nurse at the great house, as she saw Bobby trotting away to
-school, in his sister's loving charge. Mrs. Snow knew all about Ruth and
Bobby, because she frequently called on Miss Trevor, who had taught the
eldest members of the squire’s family — young ladies who were now at school
onthe continent. ‘‘ But there!” she went on, ‘‘ Mistress doesn’t think Master
Herbert is old enough for regular schoolroom lessons, and so he is just left
running wild. It is not every little boy’s sister who will take the pains with
him that Ruth Hill does with Bobby,” added nurse pointedly.

«“ You won't let me even wash Herbert’s face or comb his hair, nurse,” said
little Miss Lydia, who had
occasionally coveted those

  
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

functions.

“Bless you, no, child,”
answered nurse: ‘that’s not
work for you, that’s my
place.”

“ Well, what else does
Ruth Hill do?” asked Miss
Lydia.

“Why, she taught Bobby
a whole hymn, line by line,
and took him up to Miss
Trevor, when he could say
it all, to give her a pleasant
surprise; and Bobby will
never forget that hymn, I'll
engage, though he live to

 

be a hundred years old,”
said Nurse Snow, who understood children.

Little Miss Lydia pondered. She did not know a hymn herself, so how
could she teach one to her brother; she might do it from the book, of course,
but somehow, though she could not have explained it, it seemed to her a mean
and unworthy thing to think of imparting to another what one had not fully
mastered one’s self. Besides, she did not know what hymn would be suitable,
nor even what mamma would like; for mamma used one hymn-book, and
nurse used another.