AN IMPORTANT ERA. .- 107

type-cases, and I well remember how vehemenily I plied
the bellows, -while bracing myself up to the iesatiior

Evening came. The business of‘the day was over,
and I went out in’ the direction of Mr..Anson’s house.
Many times was I well-nigh persuaded to go back.
Coming to a place where the street parted into two;
took two steps in the way opposite from Mr. Anson’s.

“This will not do,” I said within myself. “ What
you have got to do, do i#, and with a resolute heart.”
And so faithfully had I been taught the importance of
this rule, that I stopped suddenly, almost as if a super-
natural obstacle had sprung up in my way. I turned
back atid ran—yes, I absolutely vaz—towards Mr.
Anson’s. ,
' “Which house does Mr. Anson live in?” I asked of
a child I met.

“That small one opposite,” said the little girl, point-
~ ing to the other side. i

With a palpitating heart I hastened across and found
my hand upon the knocker. ’ I was faint-hearted, and

could scarcely lift it.