54 JANET.

thought for the prize which had been sacrificed by her day at. -
home.

“That is a good child, Margaret,” said her father to his
wife, after she had gone to bed. “I don’t believe in paying
people for doing their duty, but the next time I go to town she
shall have something nice, as sure as my name is Robert Boyd.
What shall I get her?”

Mrs. 'Boyd thought for a few moments. “ There is a book
she wants very much; it is called ‘Little Women.” Suppose
you get that, if it is not too expensive.”

“Tl go without something myself but what she shall have
it,” said he, as he bolted the door before going to bed.

When Janet went to school the next week there were many
cries of “Oh, Janet!” and “ Ah, Janet! you will not get the
prize.”

But the little girl did not mind, and she smiled upon Nettie
Graves so sweetly that the latter almost wished she were not |
the one who would take it in Janet’s place.

The next Saturday night when Mr. Boyd came in, laden
with baskets and bundles, among them was a package for
Janet. She took it wonderingly.

“What is this for, father ?” she asked.

He smiled at the unconscious manner of the child as he
said, “ Reward of merit.”

“For the Sunday-school?” she asked, turning it over,
without opening it.