28 _ DAISY

The church bells were ringing when we finished
breakfast, and» some one laughingly asked [aisy
where he was going to attend service. “Vou
are teasin’ me,” she said rebukingly; “‘you know
| berry seldom go out.”

—“Boes no one take you for walks?”’ asked
Robertson. The child shook her head, and said
that her mamma was always busy. The lad
drew up: his stalwart: frame, stifled some kind of
an indignant exclamation, and looked _ pityingly
down at the pale, delicate figure of the child.
Baisy was watching him attentively. ON eland

oe

she said ~ inquiringly, Hlave you any work dis:

mornin’ ?’””
« No, Baisy.”
“Then can’t you dive me a walk?”
Her file Hande stele confidingly in his. Her