vants, but our Lord teaches us, that'a tree is known by its fruits,' and that men do not gather grapes of thorns or figs of thistles,' but that we we are known by our fruits,' and that if we love him, we shall keep his commandments.'

Long did this pharasaical girl resist instruction, long did she throw out hints about "people preaching as had'nt been to the Varsity;" frequently would she say, "if her poor father could have lived to have seen her in a Methodist's house, it would have broke his heart: he hated them worse than poison." "I think," said Rose," you had better go; I am sure, if

master knew what you said, I do not think he would keep you." "Oh, as for that, I shall stay my time, and bear it as long as I can: I am sure I have much ado to keep my countenance of a morning, there you all sit of a row gaping, with your noses up in the air like little pigs in a high wind, just as if you were afraid to lose a word on't. Rose had a high spirit, and was exceedingly fond of her master; and replied, "I am afraid to lose a word of it, for it is all good and all meant so kindly to us; the least we can do is to listen to it." "Well, you're very welcome if you like it," said the impenetrable Nanny, "" for my part, I had rather be about my work

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any day; I am no hypocrite."

"That is not so clear," said Rose, "that must be proved; it is not because you say so, that am bound to believe it."

Here words rose so high that Betty Smith overheard, and came in to know what was the matter. Rose was not a girl to stir up mischief, far from it, therefore she only replied, that she and Nanny could not quite agree; and Betty, who loved peace at her heart, left them to make it out. "I have one thing to desire of you, Nanny," said Rose, "that as long as we live together, you never talk to me about your master and mistress, for I shan't stay to hear it." 66 'I am sure you can't say as ever I said a word against Mrs., I likes her uncommon; and bepities her too."Bepity! what do you bepity her for?" "What for? because she never has a bit of pleasure, week in and week out. "I believe, if you were to ask Mrs., she would say she had nothing but pleasure all day long; I came here before you, and I never seed Mrs. but what she was always contented." "Ah! I dare say ;" and away she went.

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fered no break. Saturday morning the house-maid sat down with her mistress in the quiet little parlour to repair whatever needed reparation. It was in these moments that Esther ventured to give Nanny a little advice, not that she knew any thing of what had passed between Rose and the house-maid, but she had observed particularly during grace at dinner, an impatience in the girl's manner as though this short invocation were too much for her; she began thus: "You come from Devonshire, Nanny?" " Yes, ma'am." Very beautiful country." "Oh yes, ma'am ;" and here the girl ran out in praises of her county: "she had never seen any thing like it, she didn't expect to see any thing like it again." "It is very natural you should love it; I used to be very fond of Worcestershire, I lived there when I was a child. Tis very strange, Nanny, that as we are so fond of all we knew when we were little children, and that chiefly because we were with kind friends who loved us, and gave us all we wanted; it is very strange that we should not love HIM more who provides all needful for us, even to the present moment." Here Nanny said, "Who is that, ma'am?" There was great good sense about Esther, and there was also great good temper, which is not al

ways found to go hand in hand. She did not burst out with saying, "Dear me, what, don't you know? I thought every child knew that." But she lifted her heart to God, and prayed that he would give her wisdom to instruct the ignorant. She said, "Who gave you life, Nanny?" Nanny stared, for she found there was something of religion coming in. "Who keeps you in health, my good girl? Who preserved you when you had that dreadful malignant fever?" Here Nanny said, that

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they had as good a doctor as any in the county, and he never charged them a farthing." Esther was exceedingly struck with this effort of Nanny's to thank any second cause rather than her God; but she still preserved her temper, and went on. "And who do you think, Nanny, preserved your good friend the doctor from catching this disorder, and so enabling him to attend you?" "Oh, as for that, ma'am, I am sure I don't know: I always see'd him with plenty of vinegar on his pocket handkerchief, and I know he took all possible care.'

Esther saw there was perverseness in it, so she said, "You have been sadly neglected, my poor child; I do not think there is a Sunday scholar in this village but knows more than you appear to do. Have

No, ma'am,

you ever read your Bible?" " not through, and I could not understand what I did read." "Now, Nanny, the same kind Friend whom you will not acknowledge, or thank, or love, that Friend who formed you, and gave you good parents, while neighbouring children were left dirty and neglected-" "Why, la, ma'am, how could you know that? how could you know that James Dummer's children, who lived close by, were so dirty and ragged, that my mother would never let me play with them?" This came

out so suddenly, that Esther could hardly help smiling, and only recovered in time. to reply, that she really did not know that circumstance, but she well knew that every good and perfect gift cometh from above; every advantage we enjoy, every blessing we share, all, all is His good gift. "Tell me, Nanny, could you make one blade of corn? Every common vegetable you eat, the very air you draw, might be pestilential but for his goodness. Is it too much to thank him, Nanny? is it too much to love him?" "Oh no, ma'am, but I never thought about it." "That is exactly what our great and good God says, My people do not consider.' I have often thought of these words, Nanny, when I have seen the cattle following their feeder, 'the ox know

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