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picked up in Regent Street-literally picked up. She had fallen down giddy and fainting, and was brought here in a cab by a policeman. The puzzle and mystery it has been to us you can imagine."

“I never can be thankful enough—I never can be thankful enough,” was the only reply made to this." I had begun to despair of ever hearing of her again. I never can be thankful enough, never.”

Then he turned suddenly to the doctor, and asked him when he might go and see her.


“Is she here? is she alive?" cried the other in terrible agitation. “What has happened?"

"She is hereshe is alive-she will live,” cried the doctor, full of sympathy with his companion. “She has had a bad illness-scarlet fever-and is recovering nicely, very nicely."

The other sat down, hid his face, and cried quietly for a few moments,

"A VERY HAPPY PARTY THEY WERE (p. 330). while Dr. Smith turned aside, and pretended to look out of the “She is sleeping now, and you might take a look window.

at her if you will be careful not to wake her. Joy Then he asked, " How did she come here?” does not often do harm, still, it is more prudent just

“ That I can tell you—but not a word before yet to avoid any great excitement.” that-for she refuses to say anything. She was The two men walked softly into the room, and

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up to the bed wherein Rose lay. Very earnestly “But I have not got it not to mind; my brother, were the dark eyes of the stranger bent upon the Aileen's father, knows all about you. Your father was child's face, while again moisture gathered in them ; a Colonel Lyons ; your mother died years ago. He but as he looked she quietly opened hers, and re- was bringing you home himself, and was lost with turned the gaze.

all the others when the ship went down. But there “ Uncle Archie! Oh, Uncle Archie !” she cried, is nothing in your father or your family for you to and the next instant had flung herself into his arms. be ashamed of, my Rosie ; and the best of it all is

; “My Rosie ! my darling ! my child ! Oh, how that, as it happens, you have no uncles or aunts, or could you, how could you, leave me?"

even cousins to claim you, you have only a few For a few minutes Rosie gave herself up to this very distant relatives; and I will be your Uncle perfect happiness, and did not attempt to deprive Archie to the end of time. You had one aunt, your herself of it; then recollections came, and she sank father's sister, Miss Milicent Lyons, to whom he was back from his arms on to her pillows.

taking you, but she is dead. You are mine entirely." “Ah !” she cried, “you are not Uncle Archie." “God is very good,” said Rose softly. “My own pet, what do you mean?”

Yes, my darling, God is very good.” “I know all-I saw all— Aileen's father, who When Rose grew stronger, of course there was a should have been mine, and you kissing her, and great deal to be said between her uncle and herself, saying, “ You are my niece."

and then very gently, but very gravely too, he She shuddered and hid her face at the memory. pointed out to her how wrong it had been of her to

It was some little time before Uncle Archie run away, and all the dreadful misery she might understood her meaning, but when he did so have brought. She, who had never forgotten her re: he looked at her with the tenderest reproach. pentance and prayer in the cabin of the ship was

“My own little Rose,” he said, “as if that could quite able to see by the light that had come to her make any difference! Don't you know that it is you then, and has never left her since, how naughty she I love, and that I love you better than any one else? had been, and how she ought to have waited patiently I did not love you because you were my niece, but for whatever it was God's will for her to bear; and I loved my niece because she was you."

she saw that her conduct towards Uncle Archie A new light--the light of a possible great joy-in running away from him had really been ungratebegan to dawn in Rose's heart.

ful, though her heart was full of the most intense “Don't you know that I want you more than ever gratitude and love for him all the time. She connow, my darling? Only, only think, Rosie, if you had fessed her faults humbly, and prayed him to forgive been my niece, I must have lost you. You must her ; nor did she forget to ask forgiveness from her have gone to live with your father, you must have Heavenly Father as well. been his child, and his comfort, and his joy, not And

so, with her dear Uncle Archie by her bed. mine—you could never, never more have belonged side, Rose recovered rapidly. He took lodgings in to me. However much we might have loved each London, and as soon as she was well enough she other, you would have belonged to him, not to me; was removed there, and then Uncle Donough, as but now you are more than ever my own.”

Rose soon learned to call him, brought Aileen over In the ineffable happiness of this idea Rose lay to them, and a very happy party they were. But Rose quite still and contented for some time, just holding behaved very differently to Aileen in the future from his hand in both hers, and pressing it, and smiling what she had done in the past. She did not grow at him now and then. When she spoke at last, humble and meek, and cease to be jealous, all at she said a little timidly, “Uncle Archie, you know once-people never can get rid, in a day, of faults I have no name- I am not Miss Burke. You won't which they have permitted to become the habit of mind that, will you? My parents may have been ser- years; but now that she had recognised these feelings vants, you know, quite poor people-are you sure as faults, she set herself to work steadily and cheeryou won't mind?"

fully to conquer them, and was as successful as There was a tremor in her voice from its very people always are who do this, if they know that carnestness, and he laughed a little as he kissed they cannot succeed unless they ask God to help her and answered her.

them. “ I should not mind it in the least, darling, if it were And so Aileen lived with her father, and Rose

You are my own little Rosie, and as long with Mr. Burke, and they were all of them as happy as you are a good girl I care for nothing else." as they could be. In fact, I may conclude in the

Here his own little Rose pressed his hand fervently, words familiar to us all, in which the stories of our and smiled through the tears in her eyes.

childhood used to end, "they lived happy ever after." THE END.


the case.


ORNAMENTING BOXES. OXES may be ornamented in is added to every tint. Sometimes the painting is various ways.

They may be done in a different manner. The design is filled in painted or covered with suitable with a layer of Chinese white, and after it is dry is materials to use for holding work, painted in the ordinary way, namely without the gloves, handkerchiefs, &c. Old addition of white to the colours. The first may be cigar-boxes can be easily converted found the easier plan, but after a trial or two the

into pretty receptacles for keeping artist will most likely be able to manage either scraps, odds and ends of ribbon, lace, and such equally well. If a black ground is desired the box like.

is painted over evenly with lamp-black, mixed with They may be stained dark oak colour with or- a few drops of gum arabic. It is dried and afterdinary stain-directions for its application are

wards varnished. given with the bottle and afterwards painted with White wood articles of many kinds may be some fanciful design ; or a black or grey ground procured-fans, easels, frames, paper-knives, sermay be preferred. We shall not here give instruc- viette rings, pin-cushions, plates, are amongst the tions for painting in oil, as most of our readers number. The design should not be too elaborate, probably have a box of water-colours, and oil paints the simplest being often the most effective. Flowers are not so pleasant to use.

composed of only a few petals, such as the wild rose, For painting, red sable brushes, the colours, a are charming for such work. Lay a spray carelessly bottle of Chinese white, and some size are required. across the cover; it need by no means be invariThe wood must be perfectly smooth ; if there are ably arranged in the centre. A corner spray will any irregularities on the surface they must be constantly display truer artistic taste than a rubbed down with fine glass-paper. It is then formally placed centre ornament. Let a butterfly covered with a layer of thin size, and set aside to lightly settle on one of the blossoms, while another dry. Another coating of the same is next washed hovers near, and the decoration is complete. over it and also dried. The object of thus pre- On a black ground, poppies, corn-flowers, and paring the wood is to stop the absorption of the wheat show well. On grey, pansies or forget-mecolours that would otherwise follow their applica- nots; on brown, yellow blooms, such as daffodils, tion.

cowslips, and yellow jasmine. Swallows are often The design chosen for the ornamentation may be used advantageously for decorative purposes. drawn at once on the wood with a pencil, if it is Sometimes the boxes are fitted with divisions to light coloured ; or if the worker does not feel com- serve as tea-caddies, but to be really useful they petent thus to sketch direct on the box, the design should be lined in the same way as those bought may be transferred in the following manner. First at shops. Box pin-cushions are again fashionmake the sketch perfect on drawing-paper ; lay able for the toilet-table. They are covered with some tracing-paper on it and go over each outline glazed lining, over that figured muslin is laid, with a sharply-cut pencil. The tracing-paper must а

trimmed with lace. All shapes are used, square, be fixed, or held firmly with the left hand that it round, and horse-shoe. A more elaborate style is shall not move in the slightest degree, or the to cover the lid with satin, bearing an embroidered drawing will be incorrect. Place the tracing in spray of flowers, and to put on a full box plaited the right position on the lid of the box, and care- ruche of the same, to fall down over the sides ; infully slip some black transfer-paper underneath side pockets can be added. The lid is padded to hold without allowing the tracing to be shifted in the the pins. On coloured sateen, white sateen flowers least. Go over the whole tracing again lightly are appliqué; coarse flourishing thread is used for with an ivory point made purposely, or with a hard the stitches and outlines. Coloured jean is another pencil. When the papers are removed, the outlines appropriate material, and may also be embroidered. are seen distinctly on the box.

White jean may be etched with pen and ink. For black, or very dark grounds, red transfer. Marking ink is used, as Indian ink, although paper would be used, as the black lines would not it works well, will not bear washing. Mats should be visible.

be made to correspond with these box pin-cushions. The box is now ready for painting. This is Round wooden boxes can be made exceedingly done with what are termed body colours—that is, pretty by first painting and varnishing them, then colours mixed with Chinese white; a small quantity lining and finishing them off with a piece of satin




or velvet that forms a bag, which is drawn up

with ribbon strings, or cord ; the satin is doubled back at the top to leave a heading.

There is another method of embellishing white wooden boxes that some may fancy. The silhouettes now given in some of the magazines and papers are quite in vogue for decorations. They can be cut out and pasted on the lid, but unless very neatly done will not be successful. Sharp scissors should be used, and in pasting care is required not to tear or injure the delicate fine work in which consists their beauty. Or they may be

traced off according to our former directions for tracing, and the design filled in with black. After they are dry, a coat of varnish is laid over the whole. Silhouette landscapes, wedding processions, groups of children at play, hunting scenes, could all be employed. The design must, however, accord with the space to be filled ; if too small it will appear insignificant, while on the contrary, if too large, no margin of white wood will be retained, and, in consequence, the effect will be disappointing Like an engraving in this respect the white ground throws up the picture itself.






There was a square garden to Pekoe's house, Chinese merchant; and all kinds of Chinese flowers grew in it, he traded in all and made it look very gay. There were plenty sorts of commodi- of China asters and Japanese lilies, also a founties, silk, crape, tain and a small kiosk with bells hanging round nankeen fans, that tinkled pleasantly in the wind ; above all, carved ivory, and there was

a pool with gold fish in it and a beautiful pieces of bridge and two doves, and a willow-tree just as one porcelain. And his sees in the willow-pattern plate. The three shop was throng- daughters of Pekoe thought it the most beautiful ed with customers spot in the world, partly because they were very from morning till happy in it, and partly because they had never

night for that which travelled from home, and knew nothing about other was written up in large gilt places. letters on a huge board which So it was that they were quite content with their

every one could see garden, and when Pekoe had it lighted up with perfectly true, namely

lanterns, and engaged a band of musicians to play “ POU-HOU."

upon the Pien-king with its sixteen notes of stone, which

means, “There is no cheating and the drums and the bamboo flutes, and the here.”

bells, they felt as if it were no other than enchanted Several who looked at the sign laughed contemp

land. tuously, and said,

Pearl of the Sea and her sisters were very happy, “Poo-ooh, we do not believe it.”

they had everything that they could wish for, and But, nevertheless, it was quite true, whether their long vests were of the richest stuff and emthey believed it or not. Pekoe was an honest broidery ; and as for their shoes, it is impossible to merchant, and did not cheat at all. He was also tell how fine they were. The girls had all long very rich, and nobody could tell how much money black hair rolled up and fastened with gold pins, he had, but people nodded so fast when they spoke and jewelled butterflies; they had as many bracelets of it, that one expected to see their pigtails fall off; and bangles and rings and jewellery as they could and as for eyebrows, they rose almost to the crowns desire ; their fans might have furnished a shop; of their heads with astonishment.

whilst the gorgeous parasols their attendants held Pekoe had three daughters whose feet were over them were the handsomest that could be smaller than any that had ever been seen in China. procured. Orange-Flower, the eldest girl, had very small feet ;

II. Heart of Roses, the second, had even smaller ; One day, after Pekoe had been drinking tes with whilst Pearl of the Sea, the youngest, had the his daughters, he saidsmallest of all. Pearl of the Sea was her father's “My children, to-morrow I go a long journey to favourite, and anything she asked him to do he buy some merchandise ; I shall see many fine would do for her willingly, as she knew well. things, and whatever you ask for I will bring.“

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"Nothing," she replied.

"That will not do; I must bring you something."

Then Pearl laughed.

"Well," said she, " if you are anywhere near

the Great Wall you may bring me a bit of it, and then I shall have something that no one else in the city has."

Pekoe nodded his head.

"You shall have it, and a present besides." "No, only a bit of the Great Wall. I don't care for anything else."


PEKOE started early the next morning, and did not see his daughters, as they were still fast asleep. When they awoke their first thought was of their father's journey, and of the presents he was to bring them.

"I wonder why it did?"

"I don't know, but I've been dreaming of it all

"I don't want it."

"Why did you ask for it ?"

"Oh, because I had to ask for something, and it suddenly came into my mind."

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"Who chips the Wall
Shall have a fall."

"Yes," added Orange-Flower.

But Pearl of the Sea did not say anything, for the voice seemed still humming in her ear

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"Who chips the Wall

Shall have a fall."

And she did not like it. If it would only be

quiet for a moment. But no, it went on, and it sounded everywhere; it bubbled up from her cup of tea, and it was singing in the spray of the fountain; the doves were cooing it, the bells were ringing it, and it almost deafened her. At last she said-

"I wish I hadn't asked for a bit of the Wall."

66 And why do you want a bit of the Great Wall, Pearl?" asked Orange-Flower.


(p. 334).

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