"Why, mamma, that is like the two great commandments that Jesus Christ repeated to the lawyer."

"Yes, Ellen; and our Saviour knew that if we love the Lord our God with all our heart, with all our mind, with all our soul, and with all our strength, we should try to please Him in every way, and pray to Him for the charity or love spoken of in your chapter."

"Mother," said Ellen, after a pause, "I think if every body had this charity, all the world would soon learn to love and fear God, and make others happy. I'm sure all the religion in the Bible is contained in that short chapter."

"Yes, my dear child, I believe it is; but there are few who see the true value of these beautiful attributes of charity, and yet they are so simple that little children may understand them."

"I don't think I do quite, mamma."

"Well, my dear, I will tell you what I think I can do. Somewhere hidden away I have eight stories on eight of the attributes of charity, spoken of in the thirteenth chapter of Corinthians, and if you like I will find them and read them to you."

“Oh, mamma! how delightful! and are they about children like me?"

"Yes, Ellen, boys and girls; some older than you, but all young."

"Oh, when will you begin, mamma?" said Ellen, her eyes sparkling with pleasure.

"This evening, Ellen, I will read the first to you; and I hope as I read that my little girl will learn what is really meant

by charity in the Bible, and pray that she may have it in her heart."

These stories have been printed, and the author hopes that they will give as much pleasure to the reader as they have to Ellen Turner.

II.-Governess and Pupil

III.-The Step-sisters

IV.

"Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself"

V. The Croquet Party

VI.-Lucy's Testimony

“Charity seeketh not her own."

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Oakfield Lodge.

CHAPTER I.

A SORROWFUL DAY.

HE early morning light was struggling through the white-curtained window of a little bed-room, and by the bed-side stood a woman dressed as an upper

servant.

"Miss Laura, darling." The voice was low and full of pity, and as she stood holding a candle in her hand, and looking down upon the sleeper with her eyes full of tears, she whispered, "Oh why must I wake her to such sorrow!" But what the low accents could not do was effected by that strange consciousness of a presence near, which so often causes persons to awake when not a word is spoken. Laura Carleton opened her large dark eyes, at first with a wild unconscious look; then she started up in bed-"Oh, nurse, what is the matter-is mamma worse?"

"She has sent me for you, darling; but don't be frightened," she added, as Laura, trembling from head to foot, sprang out of bed, and was about to run out of the room. Stop, Miss

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