do in our own house, children; I am sure I have not a wristband that fits me." This was an old story, and was sure to stir up disagreeable sensations; but times were altered, and these spoiled children saw they must either work at home or go out. Mrs. Lascelles, who had considered the subject in every form, had heard that some of the warehouses in town cut out their linen, and sent dozens of different articles into the country to make; and she thought this would be a certainty, if another employment did not come in, and she commissioned a friend in London to manage this for them. At first this was very disagreeable, but when the money came in they began to be in some degree reconciled.

The poor father had no resources, and the idle brother was lounging about, waiting for an exciseman's place, which their goodnatured landlord was endeavouring to procure for him. At length he succeeded, and the overbearing young farmer went off to his new destination; but poor old Jennings was in great danger of losing his spirits for want of some regular employment. Mr. Lascelles saw this, and was very eager, if possible, to remove it: he wrote to his landlord, asking him what he intended to do, as the farm was not yet

let. "Are you going to take it in hand, Sir? If you are, I think some employment might be found for your poor old tenant, for whatever his faults may have been, he has certainly suffered very deeply." The landlord was a good-natured man, and in former days having passed some time in the sporting season at his own estate, knew the whole family well; he considered Mr. Lascelles's kindness in the right light, and for a time made the old man his bailiff; and though he now lived in a corner of the large house, his furniture being all sold, his girls being obliged to work, and his overbearing son out of the way, his life was really happier than it ever had been; he had an active servant under him, and he made Ellen put every thing down at night, so that, though slowly and reluctantly, these young people began to do something. At first, Mrs. Lascelles found it difficult to put up with the very ordinary work of these ladies. Miss Lascelles, who was singularly deli cate in all she did, would frequently unpick and new make those articles in which they had been employed. This she did quietly and good-humouredly, without any irritable feelings; but after having two or three times borne it patiently and silently, the hem of a cambric muslin dress came

home a considerable depth on one side, while on the other it was very narrow. After carefully measuring, it was found impossible to repair the damage, and a repetition of these blunders were so frequent, that at length it was concluded that they were incompetent.

Esther Kemp happened one morning to be at the Rectory, when a very nice muslin gown was sent home in this imperfect state, and she good-humouredly offered to take it to these young women, and shew them the error. At first, Miss Lascelles strongly opposed it, but her mamma, though kindness itself, thought the plan a good one, and the kind-hearted Esther went on her disagreeable commission. Miss Tiny and her sister were in their littered work-room; Miss Tiny twisting up bits of cuttings, in comical figures, and declaring that one of them was very like old Brownrigg, when Louisa exclaimed, "Why, here comes the straight forward Mrs. Kemp with a little parcel in her hand, measuring every step she takes. Tiny, will you go down and let her in?" No, that I won't," said Tiny. passed by, giving her sister a slap as she went. The quiet good-humoured mother was sitting below darning her husband's stockings, and rose meekly to welcome

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Mrs. Kemp, and hoped she was well, and Mr. Kemp and all her family, when she heard from them. Esther asked if the Miss Jennings's were at home. "Oh yes," and she went to call them. "My dear Louisa, here is Mrs. Kemp called to see you. "Oh yes, mother, I saw Mrs. Kemp coming up the serpent-twining walk. Good morning, madam," said Miss Louisa, with one of her easy bends, "beautiful weather," and she threw herself carelessly back with one arm hanging over a chair, the finger and thumb of the other hand placing a curl which had strayed too far on her really fair forehead. "You have been taking a pleasant stroll, I suppose?" "I have not been far, only to the Rectory; and Miss Jennings, I have brought you this robe of the youngest Miss Lascelles, and a pattern, and a piece more muslin. You must be so good as to unpick it, for it will not do any way. I shall be very willing to help you to alter it, and any thing I can do at any time I beg you will permit me." The fair brow of the lady lowered, the colour mounted to her cheek, she looked indignant, muttered a reluctant "Thank ye," with "Oh no, on no account; I was never brought up to study people's whims and fancies, was I, mamma? Papa never contra

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dicted me.' No, my dear," said Mrs. Jennings, winking; “but you must expect, Louie, that such gentlefolks as Mrs. Lascelles should be particular. I have heard, I don't know that it is true, that Mrs. Lascelles's relations are lords and dukes. Do you know, madam?" turning to Esther. She could only declare she did not, and sat with the work in her hand, waiting for Miss Jennings to receive it, which this young lady at length did most reluctantly, pulling it this way and that, saying she wondered what was the matter. "Well now, Louie, my dear, do not put yourself in a flurry." "A flurry indeed, how odd you are, mother; it would puzzle Mrs. Lascelles to put me in a flurry, I have been too much used to their whims." Poor Esther was really frightened, and could only continue offering her good services. But the frequent errors of Miss Jennings soon convinced Mrs. Lascelles she never could make mantuamakers of them, and their high spirits prevented their improvement: they could not receive reproof, they expected every one to come forward with some wonderful exertion of kindness, while they made no effort to deserve that kindness, and they were perpetually raving at the world, and