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foreign parts came t'our house, which, savin' yer about an hour," said Mr. Burke to the woman, “I presence, is a lodgin’-hoose for poor people, an' he should like much to have some talk with both her made us understand, with his queer words, that he and you, and I will see what I can do to help you had picked her up on the wide sea, and the ship about her. I shall always take a very great interest had been wrecked ; an' the name of it was the in her, because she and my niece were together, and White Dove-an' a swate little white dove she has were brought together by the same man to Dublin. been to us any ways, let alone her black eyes an' The day before the poor fellow died at your house dark faytures"

he left my little niece at mine." And the man ?--the sailor ?” interrupted Mr. “ See that, now," said the woman ; “is na' it Burke, breathless with excitement. " What be- wonderful ? An' I niver heard a word of it till now. came of him?"

I'll bring her to ye, an’ welcome. It's the gintleFor you see he knew that it must be the same man's child she is, any ways; an' her talk was man who had brought Rose to him, as it was in soft an' swate when she came, but what could she the White Dove she had been sailing home also, do among the likes of us? She larned our ways and it was the very day on which he had found her faster nor we did hers—and small blame to her ; but asleep in his arm-chair.

I'll bring her to ye, an' thank yer honour kindly.” The woman shook her head mournfully.

The uncle and niece walked home together, for it " It's a queer world, yer honour,” she said. “ It was getting too cold for Rose to be standing, or was himself went to bed in the clane bed with even running about out of doors. the new chintz curtains, if yer plaze, mother had “My darling,” said he to her, almost ready to cry put up only a month before ; an' he fell asleep safe at the idea, big man as he was, “to think that you and sound, an' niver awoke again in this world, might have been left among poor people instead of for he was dead an' cowld in the mornin'."

being brought to me!” " The man died that night,” said Mr. Burke “But I couldn't, Uncle Archie, because I am solemnly. “How very remarkable !” He paused a your niece,” replied she, thoroughly contented and moment in thought, and then added, “ And who is unconscious of danger. the little girl ? Had she any things with her-any- The woman appeared at Fitzwilliam Place in thing so that you could find out who she is ? " little more than an hour, bringing Aileen with her,

“No, yer honour," replied the woman. “ Jist and a small canvas bag, the contents of which she the clothes on her back, which were ilegant no less, produced and laid on the table. an'a wee thing round her neck, wid nothin' at all There was a pocket-book, with the written papers worthy of notice in it, an' she said her name was in it meaningless, the writing being quite obliteraAileen. But what are we to do with her at all at all ? ted, and the photograph of a woman, well dressed, Trade is bad, and mee mother's health is failin'— and even in that injured photograph it could be seen an' small blame to it, for she's that ould, an' the that she was of unusual bea and lady. The hoose is hers-an' whin she's gone, my man spakes face was one of intense interest, full of expression, of lavin' for Belfast, where he was rared, an', says and the features regular and delicate ; under it was he, the child must go to the workhoose then." written the one word—“Aileen.” There was also

“Rose,” said her uncle, deeply interested, “can a long lock of black hair in the pocket of the you remember this little girl at all? She was in the little book, tied with a golden thread. There was ship with you when you came home to me, and the a nicely-bound small New Testament, with “Aileen" sailor who left you at my house had her with him inscribed in girlish writing on the blank leaf at the as well as you."

beginning; there was a locket of massive gold, thick, But it is hard at six years old to remember what and extremely handsome, and on a spring being happened two years before, and Rose, though bright touched, the lid flew open, and displayed a delicatelyand intelligent, had no particular cleverness about painted miniature of the same Aileen whose photoher. She looked at Aileen and shook her head. graph was in the pocket-book. The beauty of the

“I don't quite remember,” she said slowly. face presented, unlike the photograph, perfect, and

“I do!” cried Aileen instantly. “You broke my with the colours of nature, was striking, and the doll."

resemblance to the little Aileen, who stood look“What ! you remember her on board the ship?” | ing at it, remarkable. cried Uncle Archie, greatly excited.

And you kept this locket, though it is valuable, “ A little-- just once-she broke my doll. And and you had all the expense of the child ?” said Mr. then we were in the wee boat together, that rocked Burke, surprised. up and down; and we were both hungry-hungry.” “My man niver set eyes on it,” replied she, with

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well by your kindness and generosity. And now “No, she is not sent to you, Uncle Archie-she I will tell you what I would like to do. Will you is not your little white dove. I was sent to you, leave Aileen here for two or three days with my and I am your little dovenobody else,” cried servant Bridget ? There are plenty of clothes Rose, climbing on to his knee and kissing him. Miss Rose has outgrown that she can have, and “And I could not have been left among poor I should like to see what kind of child she is, people, because I am your very own, before I decide on what to do. I feel almost as if 'niece, and you are my own uncle Archie.”

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OW that the fashionable crewel em- with the thumb during its formation, while the

broidery has been introduced into needle and thread are passing through it.
the Prize Competitions in connection Having thus explained the stitches, I must go

with LITTLE FOLKS, a few hints on on to mention the difficulties connected with the the subject, and on how to apply the work to the work. The first and most important is "puckerdresses of the dolls, will be gladly received.

ing,” which is caused by drawing the thread too The little picture gives an easily-understood tightly. On soft materials one is very likely to fall example of the right stitch-for, properly speaking, into this fault, so it is best for young beginners to there is only one-and it goes by several names, select coarse and stiff materials to practise upon, such as "outline," stem,” South Kensington,” until they become perfect. These materials are &c. It resembles the ordinary stitching with one crash, Bolton sheeting, or oatmeal cloth. Creweldifference, that it is worked backwards instead of needles can be purchased anywhere, and are sold forwards, and upwards instead of downwards, and at four a penny. They are made in different this gives it the thick appearance like the twist sizes, and so is the crewel itself, which is sold of a rope or cable. The illustration shows what by the skein, but it is better in the end to buy the crewel stitch looks like when it is used for it by the pound, as when sold in a considerable an outline only; for designs which are to be filled quantity by weight it is much cheaper. Frames up the stitch is exactly the same, excepting that it are used for stretching large pieces of work, but may be made much longer and bolder. When the the habit of stooping thus acquired is not at all top of the design is reached,

good for young people. the work should be turned com

If the work be much puckered pletely round in the hand, and

when finished, or should require the next row should be worked

pressing (which it usually does) backwards like the first, and

it must be ironed on the wrong close beside it ; the embroiderer

side, a damp cloth being placed being very careful to keep all

between the iron and the work. the stitches of equal length,

This will make it smooth, and -extreme evenness constitut

improve the appearance of the ing the excellence of the work.

work effectually. The damp The other two stitches used are the “satin cloth must not be very wet, or the iron too hot. stitch” and the “French knot.” The former is used Our chat and instructions about the right manner for small leaves and flowers, and is formed by of performing the work being now finished, we simply sewing the space to be covered over and must proceed to consider its application to frocks, over, so as to conceal the traced lines completely. “ polonaises,” and aprons, for the dolls. It need People who do not know the proper crewel stitch hardly be said that the flowers chosen for dresses sometimes use this stitch instead ; it is a very waste- are generally small ones, or at least such as will ful way of working compared with the true crewel bear reduction to the proper size. The blackstitch, for of course there is as much of the wool berry, the Virginia creeper, and the jasmine are showing on the wrong side as there is on the very pretty, and not difficult to be worked. The right side.

strawberry, and blue cornflower, honeysuckle, and The French knot is employed for the centres of forget-me-not, and buttercups and daisies, are all flowers, for fruit-such as blackberries—and for small enough to be used ; but we must turn our the hair of fully-embroidered figures. It is worked backs on the fashionable sunflower, the lovely applein the following manner :-The needle is brought blossom, the daffodil, narcissus, and ferns, and out in front at the spot where the knot is to be many others, such as the pyrus japonica, because made, holding the wool down on the stuff at they are too large, and do not combine well for about an inch from where it comes through ; then such small dresses. Before ending, we will mention with the right hand pass the needle several times that it is best to work the design on the dress itself, over and under the wool, so as to twist it round the instead of on bands which are to be sewn on afterneedle, and insert the point of the needle again wards ; for it will be found difficult to sew the bands close to the place where it came through, and draw evenly and prettily on such small articles. When the it and the thread through to the back, leaving the jacket or dress is cut out, join the seams, and trace knot on top. The latter should be held steadily the design on the material itself. D. DE B.



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HETTY'S QUEER PUNISHMENT. NDER the bare branches of “Yes, I am sure I do," with great decision. the old mulberry-tree on the “People think children know nothing." lawn a little girl named Hetty And children seem to think they know everyMartin was sitting one fine thing. I think I can tell why Aunt Mary forbids winter afternoon many years you to read so much ; in the first place you have ago, with her book open before weak eyes, haven't you?” her, which she was reading. "Well, but reading doesn't hurt them. NeedleCertainly her mother had sent work is worse, and so's the sun.” her out to have a run, but “Well, in the second place," replied her cousin, Hetty was not fond of running, “when a little girl reads every book that comes and as her mother was busy she in her way, whether it is suitable for her or not,

thought she would not be able she generally becomes very old-fashioned and un. to see her, so, disregarding Mrs. Martin's wishes, childish. Do you suppose you're old-fashioned, she read the book instead.

Hester?” She was not in a very amiable mood, and when “Well, if I am, what harm? I can't know too presently her cousin came and asked her why she much, I suppose ?” was frowning, she answered, “I have come to the “I didn't mean that you had wisdom or knowconclusion that parents are very unreasonable. ledge beyond your years, but that you get your I have noticed that whatever sort of amusement head filled with ideas that you are not wise enough their children are fond of they will never let them to think over seriously. Then it is right and have. Why should mamma be always complaining proper for a child to run about and play, which that Frank will never amuse himself with a book, makes her strong and healthy." and scolding me for reading ?”

“Well, but I never feel ill, and I don't mind if " I think that is easy to understand,” replied her I do. I'd rather read, even if it did give me a cousin. “Frank is a naughty boy who never learns headache.” a lesson unless he is made, and would spend his “You don't understand what you are talking whole time in climbing and running and jumping. about,” said Florence, beginning to lose patience He dislikes anything like study, and will not look with her argumentative little cousin. “If you were at a book of any sort. Aunt knows that unless she always ill you would be very miserable, far more makes him read and study he will grow up a dunce." discontented than you are now, for your nature is a

“ Well, that's all very well,” replied Hester, discontented one; and though you may feel strong patronisingly. “Frank is a very naughty boy, I enough at present, the want of proper exercise in quite agree about that ; but then I'm fond of books, your childhood may make you grow up sickly and and mamma is always scolding me, and telling me wretched." to put down my book and go for a run, or do some “Well, but sewing, or play with Frank, or come for a walk “Who's that saying 'Well, but'?” asked a voice with her, or weed my garden, or-anything but from behind a large clump of bushes, and the next read, and I don't like it. Why can't I read ?" moment Hester's father emerged into view.

“ Do you think you know what is best for your- “Well, but,-put together, are two of the ugliest self rather than your mother?” her cousin asked. words in the English language,” he said, half



laughingiy. “I don't know any two that express “I don't believe you'd ever get her to do it,” said more discontent, and the tone of voice that goes her father. with 'Well, but,' is always disrespectful, generally “She'd have to do it if she were made,” replied very rude, and most certainly full of ill-temper. her mother. Now, I am going to forbid 'Well, but,' to be used “But I wouldn't let them,” grumbled Hetty. in my house, and whoever uses it will have to pay Just at this moment she felt a strange twitching a fine of sixpence."

in her legs. It went off again in a minute or two, "Well, but, papa,” cried Hester in an injured and she heard her mother sayingtone, “I should lose a week's pocket-money every She's a very podgy little figure. She'd get time.”

quite nice and thin in three or four days.“ Sixpence, Hester,” said her father gravely, “Well, but why should I be thin?" holding out his hand.

Sixpence !” called out her father, suddenly “I've only got that one,” said Hester, half crying, standing before her. " and so I can't pay any more fines until next "Well, but I gave you my last.” week.” And she added to herself, “I shall have “Of you go !” cried out her father in a stensix whole days, when I can say it as many times torian voice. as I like,” for Hester unfortunately was particularly Something, I suppose, in her father's voice must fond of doing the very things that were forbidden. have had an unusual effect upon lazy Hetty, for

“I must think of some alternative for the fine," she jumped down from the seat, and, very much said her father to Florence. “I mean to entirely against her will, felt herself running. Slowly at first, rout the army of 'Well, but's.' Let me see, what and very much against the grain, as if she were shall it be? I must get mamma to suggest some- being driven by a strong wind, and trying with all thing.”

her might and main not to go with it. But her He turned round, and went off towards the legs seemed to carry her, in spite of her deterhouse. And Hester lay back against the seat, mination not to run. Quicker and quicker every taking an occasional furtive glance at her book. moment, until her feet seemed to skiin over the

The truth was, that she had no business with the ground. She was round the garden in no time. book at all, and she knew it, and this fact was the She didn't like it at all. real mainspring of her conversation with her big "You're not running fast enough,” cried her cousin.

mother. “What a long time they are : " she said, dipping “Well, but I'm tired of running already." more largely into the pages of the exciting story Unfortunate words. As she said them she felt she had got hold of, as the probability of her her feet spinning along faster and faster. mother coming out seemed to grow less.

Stop me, mamına !” she cried out in an imperaBut presently she heard her mother's voice some- tive tone she was very fond of using. where away behind the bushes. She could just “ Not until you pay the fine,” replied her father. catch the sounds, mingling with the deeper tones Hetty burst out into a rage of tears." How am I of her father's voice.

to get sixpence? Why, there were one on the “She ought to run about," her mother was ground I shouldn't be able to pick it up while I was saying, “and then she would have rosy cheeks and running like this.” bright eyes like other children. Make her keep on “Then you must go on running till you do,” running until she finds the sixpence. That would said her mother coldly. soon cure her of ‘Well, but.”

She cried louder than ever at this ; but it was She'd have to run such a long way,” said her uncomfortable work to run and cry at the same father. “To-day's only Tuesday, and if she didn't time. Suddenly she dried her eyes, for an idea had pick up a sixpence, which is hardly likely, she'd come into her head. She'd run right out of the have to go on running until Saturday.”

garden, and that would frighten them. “ It would do her all the good in the world,” said Just as an act of defiance, she snatched up the her mother.

book she had been reading from under the mul“ What a dreadful punishment!” said Hetty to berry-tree. To her surprise, it flew open, and herself. “I should never have believed papa and seemed to stand before her eyes in such a distinct mamma could have been so cruel, if I hadn't heard way that she could not help reading. But the un. it with my own ears.

But it's all nonsense, just to fortunate part of it was that she was somehow ob. frighten me. They'd never think of anything so liged to read as fast as she ran, and the words all ridiculous. Besides, what would become of my jammed up together so closely that she could only birthday? Oh, it must surely be only in fun." get a sort of glimmering of reason out of them, and

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