where you can hear something more animating?

B. Do you think I would leave my parish church? No, I've always been a true churchman.

Esther. Well, uncle, I think you'll be pleased to hear Mr. Lascelles; he is so excellent a preacher, and so very kind.

Mr. B. You're remarkably well off. I'm delighted with your young farmer, such a steady, respectable young man, I have not seen for some time; and his maid is a pattern of good housewifery and order.

Margaret. That she is indeed, brother, I have known Betty Smith from a child, and she is so faithful and honest.

Mr. B. I suppose she has a pretty good place of it.

Margaret. There's a good deal to do, brother, she has all the dairy to mind, only she has a girl under her, and I believe she works for her master.

Esther. Oh, aunt, you forget; Mr. Kemp puts out his plain work.

Margaret. Ah true, child, but I believe she mends for him; Betty Smith has seen great reverses, brother, she was not born for hard labour; but then she is such a contented creature, that she is satisfied with all the divine appointments.

Mr. B. That is right, that is what every body should be.

Mary. True brother, but that's not always easy to practise.

Mr. B. Oh! perhaps not. Pray do you know a person of the name of Walker, a clergyman. I made an acquaintance lately, and I am anxious to hear more of him, have not met so pleasant a gentleman' Esther looked up, "Does he live at P, uncle?" "Yes," here Mr. B. related his adventure, and the history of Mrs. Potter, and Esther's varying countenance, for she now and then looked up from her work upon her uncle, gave him great pleasure, and he said to himself, "Sweet, sensible looking creature! Well, “I'm an active being; you must give me "something to do; if you don't find work "for me, I shan't stay with you.'

Margaret. What kind of work, brother, would you like to do?

Mr. B. Why, I can dig your garden, sow your seeds; I can make trellis work if you have any wood. I think a little over your door would improve it very much, (they were all of the same opinion,) and I could read to you.

Mary said, "that would be delightful, brother."

Mr. B. "Have you any books?" Mary

where you can hear something more animating?

B. Do you think I would leave my parish church? No, I've always been a true churchman.

Esther. Well, uncle, I think you'll be pleased to hear Mr. Lascelles; he is so excellent a preacher, and so very kind.

Mr. B. You're remarkably well off. I'm delighted with your young farmer, such a steady, respectable young man, I have not seen for some time; and his maid is a pattern of good housewifery and order.

Margaret. That she is indeed, brother, I have known Betty Smith from a child, and she is so faithful and honest.

Mr. B. I suppose she has a pretty good place of it.

Margaret. There's a good deal to do, brother, she has all the dairy to mind, only she has a girl under her, and I believe she works for her master.

Esther. Oh, aunt, you forget; Mr. Kemp puts out his plain work.

Margaret. Ah true, child, but I believe she mends for him; Betty Smith has seen great reverses, brother, she was not born for hard labour; but then she is such a contented creature, that she is satisfied with all the divine appointments.

Mr. B. That is right, that is what every body should be.

Mary. True brother, but that's not always easy to practise. Mr. B. Oh! perhaps not. Pray do you know a person of the name of Walker, a clergyman. I made an acquaintance lately, and I am anxious to hear more of him, have not met so pleasant a gentleman" Esther looked up, "Does he live at P uncle?" "Yes," here Mr. B. related his adventure, and the history of Mrs. Potter, and Esther's varying countenance, for she now and then looked up from her work upon her uncle, gave him great pleasure, and he said to himself, "Sweet, sensible looking creature! Well, "I'm an active being; you must give me "something to do; if you don't find work "for me, I shan't stay with you.'

Margaret. What kind of work, brother, would you like to do?

Mr. B. Why, I can dig your garden, sow your seeds; I can make trellis work if you have any wood. I think a little over your door would improve it very much, (they were all of the same opinion,) and I could read to you.

Mary said, "that would be delightful, brother."

Mr. B. "Have you any books?" Mary

replied, "Not many, but they had kind friends who would lend them some." So the little party seemed establishing in good harmony, and Mr. B. was beginning to taste the delights of family union, and Esther soon won his affections by her modest, unobtruding manners, her industry, and her duty to her parent.

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Things were in this train, Mr. B. going up every evening to the Brow, and returning the following morning before breakfast, when James Brown called in with a message from Mr. Lascelles to Margaret, to ask her to step to the rectory. "Nothing the matter I hope, James Brown?" Nothing that I know of. No, I believe it's something, some charity or other, because my mistress was sitting in the greenhouse this morning, they were talking in a low tone together, and then my master desired me to step for you." Oh, very well," said Margaret, "I'll be with his reverence directly; I'll just put on a clean apron, James Brown, and get my bonnet, do not stop, child, for I shall walk too slow

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James. "Oh, you need not heed that, Mrs. Beal," No, child, go, I'd rather come by myself." James departed, and now all eyes were turned to Margaret to know if any thing was the matter. "I don't know