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+The Project Gutenberg eBook, Daisy's Work, by Joanna H. (Joanna Hooe)
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+Title: Daisy's Work
+       The Third Commandment
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+Author: Joanna H. (Joanna Hooe) Mathews
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+Release Date: January 27, 2014  [eBook #44770]
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+DAISY'S WORK.
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+
+[Illustration]
+
+FLOWERETS.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+      *      *      *      *      *      *
+
+Flowerets.
+
+A SERIES OF STORIES ON THE COMMANDMENTS.
+
+BY JOANNA H. MATHEWS,
+
+_Author of the "Bessie Books."_
+
+
+    I. VIOLET'S IDOL. THE FIRST AND SECOND COMMANDMENTS      $0.75
+
+   II. DAISY'S WORK. THE THIRD COMMANDMENT                    0.75
+
+  III. ROSE'S TEMPTATION. THE FOURTH COMMANDMENT              0.75
+
+   IV. LILY'S LESSON. THE FIFTH COMMANDMENT                   0.75
+
+    V. HYACINTHE AND HER BROTHERS. THE SIXTH COMMANDMENT      0.75
+
+   VI. PINKIE AND THE RABBITS. THE EIGHTH, NINTH, AND
+          TENTH COMMANDMENTS                                  0.75
+
+_The set in a neat box, $4.50._
+
+
+ROBERT CARTER AND BROTHERS,
+
+_New York_.
+
+
+      *      *      *      *      *      *
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+
+DAISY'S WORK.
+
+The Third Commandment.
+
+by
+
+JOANNA H. MATHEWS,
+
+Author of the "Bessie Books."
+
+
+    "Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord thy God in vain;
+    for the Lord will not hold him guiltless that taketh his
+    name in vain."
+
+    "Let your communication be yea, yea, and nay, nay; for
+    whatsoever is more than these cometh of evil."
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+New York:
+Robert Carter and Brothers,
+530, Broadway.
+1870.
+
+Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1870, by
+Robert Carter and Brothers,
+In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington.
+
+Cambridge:
+Press of John Wilson and Son.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+              TO
+    _MY DEAR LITTLE COUSIN_,
+         LULU CHAUNCEY.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS.
+
+
+                                      PAGE
+       I. THE LITTLE FLOWER-GIRL        11
+      II. A CLUSTER OF DAISIES          35
+     III. THE DAISY TRANSPLANTED        63
+      IV. DAISY'S SISTER FLOWERETS      85
+       V. DAISY AT STUDY               107
+      VI. DAISY A TEACHER              127
+     VII. THE SWEARING CLASS           151
+    VIII. DAISY'S NAME                 181
+      IX. THE LOST FOUND               201
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+THE LITTLE FLOWER-GIRL.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+DAISY'S WORK.
+
+
+
+
+I.
+
+THE LITTLE FLOWER-GIRL.
+
+
+THERE stood our Daisy. What a Daisy it was too; what a fair, sweet
+floweret; pure and innocent-looking as the blossoms over which she
+bent. There she stood beside her basket of flowers, a little spot of
+brightness and beauty amidst all the dust and heat and turmoil of the
+noisy street, on that warm summer afternoon.
+
+It was a street which ran beside a great railroad depot. Porters,
+carmen, and hackmen were calling, shouting, and swearing; passengers
+were hurrying by to catch the trains which were starting every few
+minutes; carriages driving up with their loads of ladies and children;
+and farther down the street were great trucks laden with freight, and
+express-wagons filled with baggage, which the railroad porters were
+unloading with a great amount of noise and crash; and amongst it all
+was Daisy, standing opposite the door of the ladies' entrance.
+
+But not one of all those passers-by knew that she was a "Daisy,"
+or that those were her namesakes which she held so lovingly in her
+little hands. Now and then one stopped to buy one of the five or ten
+cent bouquets, so tastefully arranged, which lay in her basket; and
+almost all who did so had a kind word to give the child; for there
+was something in her look and air which pleaded for tenderness and
+sympathy. It did not seem that this was her proper place; for even
+in her homely dress she looked so dainty and delicate, and moved and
+spoke so like a little lady, that it was easy to see that she had been
+accustomed to a different kind of life. But all who noticed her, or
+stopped to buy her flowers, were in such haste that none had time for
+more than a passing interest in the child, and contented themselves
+with wondering and pitying.
+
+Down the street came a lady with a little girl, the latter skipping and
+jumping as she held her mother's hand. No wonder the little one was
+happy, and as full of play and merry pranks as any kitten; for she had
+been spending such a pleasant day with mamma in the city, and was now
+going back with "such lots to tell about and heaps of pretty things" to
+her own lovely country home.
+
+"Oh, see, mamma!" she said, as her eye fell upon the other child, "see
+those pretty flowers that dear little girl is selling. She is just
+about as large as Lola Swan, and _don't_ she look nice and sweet. Won't
+you buy some flowers from her, mamma?"
+
+"You have plenty of flowers at home, dear Lily, and we have about as
+much as we can carry now," answered her mother.
+
+"Oh, dear mamma, but those little brenkays" (bouquets, Lily meant)
+"would take up such a tiny mite of room, and I want you to buy some for
+kindness to the little girl. She looks so sorry out of her eyes, mamma."
+
+Moved by the pleadings of her little daughter, Mrs. Ward turned toward
+the flower-girl, whom in her hurry she had nearly passed without a
+look, and asked the price of her bouquets.
+
+"What a pretty pot of daisies! Can't I have that, mamma?" asked Lily.
+
+But at this the flower-girl drew back and put one hand over the pot of
+daisies she held in the other, as if she feared it was to be taken from
+her by force.
+
+"I'll ask papa to carry them for me, mamma," said Lily.
+
+"Ho! ho!" said a cheery voice behind her, "so you think papa has
+nothing better to do than turn expressman and carry all your traps, do
+you? I wonder how many bundles are already waiting in the depot for me
+to put safely in the cars;" and turning about Lily saw her father, who
+had overtaken his wife and little girl.
+
+"Oh! lots and lots!" said Lily, jumping about with new glee as she saw
+him. "We bought something for everybody, papa; and I bought a present
+for your birthday to-morrow; but it is a secret. Mamma is going to fill
+it with ink and I'll put it on your writing-table 'fore you come down
+in the morning; but you won't ask what it is, will you?"
+
+"Not on any account," said Mr. Ward. "But you must make haste and buy
+your flowers, or we shall not find good seats in the cars. So you want
+these daisies, do you? How much are they, my child?"
+
+But again the flower-girl drew back.
+
+"I couldn't sell them, sir," she said; "at least not now, not if,----"
+
+"Oh! they are for some favorite customer, hey? You see, Lily, you can't
+have them. Well, pick out your bouquets; we'll hang them about our
+necks if we can't carry them any other way," said Mr. Ward. "This is
+the little girl I told you about, my dear," turning to his wife, who
+had been looking at the sweet, sad face of the young flower vender.
+
+"What is your name, my child?" asked the lady.
+
+"My name is--they call me Margaret," said the child, with hesitation in
+her voice and manner, and a sudden flush breaking over her face.
+
+"There," said Mr. Ward, when, having paid for the flowers which Lily
+had chosen, he hurried his wife and daughter away; "there, my dear, I
+did not say too much about that child, did I?"
+
+"Why no," said Mrs. Ward, looking back to the small figure beside its
+basket of flowers, "there is certainly something very interesting about
+her. Her speech and manner, as well as her looks, are strangely refined
+and lady-like for one in her position. I wish we had time to talk more
+to her."
+
+The flower-girl looked after them and sighed,--a long, weary sigh, as
+she watched the frolicsome Lily.
+
+"Most all little girls have their fathers and mothers," she said softly
+to herself; "but I don't have either. I wonder why God did take both of
+mine away; if He didn't know how lonesome I would be, or why He didn't
+take me too. I don't see what good I can be to Him all alone by myself,
+except Betty and Jack. But then He knows, and maybe He only wants me to
+be patient till He's ready to take me."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+But the wistful eyes brightened again, as, having watched Lily and her
+friends disappear within the door of the depot, she turned them the
+other way to see if new customers were coming.
+
+"There he comes," she said, as her eye fell upon a tall,
+broad-shouldered gentleman coming down the street, "soldier" written in
+every line and motion of his figure, from the erect, stately head, down
+to the ringing, military tread of his firm foot.
+
+"Good afternoon, little woman," he said, returning with a pleasant
+smile her welcoming look; "is my wife's bouquet all ready?"
+
+Taking from the corner of her basket a bouquet somewhat larger than the
+rest, and of rather choicer flowers, she held it up to him.
+
+"Thank you, sir," she said, as she received the price; and then, with
+rising color, added, "would it be too much trouble to carry this to the
+lady?"
+
+"Too much trouble? No! How much is it?" he said, putting his hand again
+into his pocket.
+
+"Oh! sir, I didn't mean that. I didn't want to sell it, but to give
+it to you, if you would take it to the lady you buy flowers for every
+day. I want to send it to her because you are so kind to me, and
+because--because you put me in mind of--of somebody."
+
+"That is it, is it?" said the gentleman. "Well, I can't refuse such
+a pretty gift, so prettily offered. And who do I put you in mind of,
+pray?"
+
+"Of my papa, sir. You do look like him."
+
+"Humph!" said the gentleman, not much pleased at the idea that he was
+like the father of this little poor child, above her station though she
+looked. "And these are daisies, hey? My wife will like them."
+
+"General, do you mean to miss the train?" said an acquaintance, as he
+passed.
+
+"Not with my own consent, certainly," said the gentleman. "I shall
+thank you for the lady to-morrow, my little girl."
+
+But as he turned to go, his foot slipped upon a piece of orange-peel,
+thrown down by some careless person, and he had nearly fallen. He would
+have been down altogether but for his little companion; but as he
+involuntarily put out his hand, she caught it; and that support, frail
+and slight as it was, was sufficient to steady him.
+
+Kind of heart, noble and generous though he was, the soldier was
+hasty-tempered and quick, and an oath--a fearful oath--burst from his
+lips.
+
+"Ah, you were my good angel. You have saved me from a bad fall," he
+said almost in the same breath, but in a very different tone and
+manner, as he turned to the child.
+
+His good angel! Ah, yes! More than he knew, his good angel. Those
+little hands should from this time hold him from falling into the sin
+of which he had just been guilty.
+
+Years ago General Forster would have been shocked at the thought of
+letting such words escape his lips, though even then he was none too
+reverent or careful in speaking of sacred persons or things; but in
+the bustle and excitement of war he had, alas! like many another brave
+man, allowed himself to fall into the habit of taking God's holy
+name in vain. But careless though he might be before men in moments
+of forgetfulness, or when his hasty temper got the better of him, he
+seldom or never suffered himself to use such words before women or
+children; why, you shall learn.
+
+"Why, have I hurt you?" he asked, seeing with surprise her startled and
+troubled face.
+
+"No, sir, oh! no," she answered, catching her breath, "but, but"--
+
+"Well, but what?"
+
+"But I am so sorry;" and that she was so was proved, as she covered her
+face with her hands and burst into tears.
+
+"Sorry for what?" he asked.
+
+She gave him no answer, but shrank a little away.
+
+"Sorry for what?" he repeated, as if determined to know; and the tone
+of command, which seemed to say he was used to instant obedience,
+forced her to speak, whether she would or no.
+
+"Sorry for those words you said, sir," she sobbed.
+
+"Those words? What words?" But his question answered itself as it
+was spoken; for his wicked words, which but for this would have been
+forgotten the next instant, came back to him, and he stood rebuked
+before this poor little flower-girl. He repented already; but repented
+only because he had distressed this simple child, in whom he took so
+much interest, not yet because he had grieved and offended the Holy One
+whose name he had profaned.
+
+Still he was vexed too.
+
+"Why, you don't mean to say," he said rather impatiently, "that you
+never hear such words as those, standing here as you do, half the day,
+with those rough men and boys about you?"
+
+"Oh, yes, sir!" she said, plaintively. "I do hear such words, often,
+often. I try not to; but I can't help it, you see; and it makes me so
+sorry. But I thought those poor men and boys could not know how to
+read, and had never been taught better, or perhaps they did not know
+what God had said in His commandments. But I did not think gentlemen
+said such things; and I liked you _so_ much."
+
+And did she like him less now? He, the _gentleman_, the rich man, felt
+that he could not wish to lose the respect and liking of this little
+child whom he thought so far beneath him, and he was ashamed and sorry.
+He knew that it was not impertinence, but only her innocent simplicity
+and truthfulness, which had caused her to say what she did. But to know
+that he was in the wrong and to acknowledge it, were one and the same
+thing with this true-hearted man.
+
+"You are right, Margaret," he said, forgetting how fast the moments
+were flying. "_Gentlemen_ should not say such things, especially before
+ladies and children. It is bad manners; but I forgot myself just then."
+
+She took her hands from her face and looked up at him. There was an
+unspoken question in the clear, earnest eyes, and it was plain that she
+was not yet satisfied.
+
+"Well," he said smiling at her, "what troubles you still? Let me have
+it all."
+
+"I was only thinking what difference could it make, sir."
+
+"What difference could what make?"
+
+"Whether it was ladies and children who heard it, sir," she answered
+timidly. "God hears it all the same, doesn't He? And it can't make any
+difference to Him who else hears it."
+
+She looked up as she spoke at the blue sky overhead, and the look and
+the words brought to him a sudden sense of God's constant presence and
+nearness. He had known it well enough before,--that the Almighty Eye
+saw him always; that the Almighty Ear heard him always; but he had
+never felt it as he did now. The gentle, timid reproof had gone far
+deeper than the little giver had intended, and her hearer felt ashamed
+that he had confessed to her that he would pay a respect to a woman or
+child which he did not feel it needful to pay to his Maker. He could
+make her no answer.
+
+"_You_ behind time, General?" said the voice of another friend as he
+hurried past; and the scream of the warning whistle told the gentleman
+that he had no time to lose.
+
+"I'll see you to-morrow. Good-by, my child. God bless you," he said
+hurriedly, and rushed away.
+
+But just in time; he was the last passenger, and stepped upon the
+platform of a car as the train was put in motion. The jar threw him
+once more a little off his balance, and he caught by the rail to save
+himself, while again hasty, profane words rose to his lips.
+
+But they did not pass them. What though no human ear should hear; "God
+heard them all the same," and they were checked before even the summer
+wind could catch them; and in their place the angels carried up the
+heart-breathed prayer, "God keep me from them in time to come."
+
+His next neighbor in the cars thought General Forster remarkably silent
+and unsociable that afternoon. He would not talk, but buried himself
+behind his newspaper. If the neighbor had looked closer he would have
+seen that the General's eyes were fixed, not on the paper held before
+his face, but on the little pot of daisies which rested on his knee.
+And over the delicate pink and white blossoms was breathed a vow,--a
+vow registered in heaven and faithfully kept on earth.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+A CLUSTER OF DAISIES.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+II.
+
+A CLUSTER OF DAISIES.
+
+
+"WHAT are you thinking of, Frank?" said Mrs. Forster, looking at her
+husband as he stood leaning against the casing of the window, gazing
+thoughtfully out at the lovely garden beyond.
+
+"Of a bad habit of mine," he answered.
+
+"You have none; at least none that I cannot put up with," she said
+playfully.
+
+"That's not the question, dear Gertrude," he returned gravely. "It is
+whether my Maker can put up with it, and I believe that He cannot,
+since he has said He 'will not hold him guiltless that taketh His name
+in vain.'"
+
+Mrs. Forster colored as she bent her head over the sleeping baby on her
+lap.
+
+"You did not know, perhaps," her husband said, after a minute's
+silence, "that I was ever guilty of this--sin?"
+
+"I did know it, Frank; at least I have heard you now and then, when you
+were speaking to your dogs and horses, or even when you were a little
+impatient with the men. But you did not mean me to hear such words; and
+I noticed you never used them in my presence."
+
+"No," he said a little sadly: "I would not speak in my wife's presence
+words which were not fit for her to hear; but I forgot an ear still
+purer, which I was insulting and defying. That is the second thrust I
+have had to-day, Gertrude, which has made me feel that I have treated
+the Almighty with less of reverence and respect than I would show to
+some of my fellow-creatures. Let me tell you of the innocent lesson I
+received from the little flower-girl, who sent the daisies to you."
+
+And sitting down beside her, he told her of the teaching which had come
+to him from the little wayside blossom; to whose lonely, thirsting
+heart his few kind words and smiles had been as drops of dew from
+heaven.
+
+But even while they talked of her and her pretty lady-like ways and
+sayings, which seemed so far above her station, they did not know
+she was a "Daisy," and that those were her namesakes over which Mrs.
+Forster bent, dropping happy tears and kisses on them, mingled with
+many a blessing on the little giver.
+
+Plucking one of the flowers from the stem, she opened her baby's tiny
+hand and placed it within it. The fairy fingers closed around it,
+clasping it tight, while the unconscious little one slept on.
+
+"Her name is Gertrude, but we'll call her Daisy, Frank, as soon as she
+is old enough to be called any thing but baby," said the young mother,
+"and her pretty pet name may serve as a reminder of this day's lesson,
+if ever it should be forgotten."
+
+"You think I may need it," said her husband, smiling. "I trust not; for
+the sin, to say nothing of the vulgarity, of taking God's name in vain,
+has been set forth so plainly by my innocent little teacher, that I
+must have a short memory, indeed, if I failed to remember her lesson.
+She thought _gentlemen_ must know better."
+
+"But, dear," said the lady, "you said you would inquire about this
+child, and see if we could not be of some use to her."
+
+"So I did," he answered; "and so I will, and should have done long
+since; but day after day I have let business or pleasure keep me till
+I had but just time to catch the train, and none to bestow on the
+poor little creature who seems to have been so grateful for the few
+kind words I have given her. You think I am rather fanciful about
+this child, I know, Gertrude; but I am convinced that some of her few
+years must have been spent among different people than those by whom
+she is now surrounded. Nor am I the only one of her customers who has
+noticed the grace of her speech and manners, so uncommon in a child
+of her class. Ward, and others beside, have seen it; but like myself
+have never made it their business to see after her. However, to-morrow
+afternoon, I shall make it a point to be at the depot in time to have a
+talk with her. I wonder if the woman who keeps the fruit-stall at the
+corner, and whose child I believe she is, would give her up and let her
+go to school."
+
+He was as good as his word; and more than an hour earlier than usual,
+our little flower-girl saw "her gentleman" coming down the street
+towards the depot. It was an eager, wistful little face, with some
+questioning fear in it, that she raised to him, for she was anxious
+lest she should have offended her kind friend, as she had learned to
+think him, by her plain speech of the day before.
+
+She had scarcely meant to speak so plainly; the words had seemed to
+escape her without her intending it, and, it was true, had been drawn
+forth by the gentleman's own questions; but when she remembered them
+afterwards she feared that he would think her rude and disrespectful.
+
+She need not have been afraid. His eye and voice were even kinder than
+usual as he came near to her, and he laid his hand gently on her head,
+saying,--
+
+"Well, my little woman! and how does the world go with you to-day? The
+lady told me to thank you very much for the daisies."
+
+The young face brightened.
+
+"Did she like them, sir?"
+
+"Very much indeed,--all the more because she has a little one at home
+whom she is going to call 'Daisy' after your pretty flowers."
+
+"Is she your little girl, sir?"
+
+"Yes, she is a mite of a Daisy, but a very precious one," he answered;
+then looking into the flushed face, with its soft, shining eyes and
+parted lips, he added, "You are a Daisy yourself."
+
+The flowers she held dropped at her feet unheeded as she clasped both
+hands upon her breast, and with quick-coming breath and filling eyes,
+asked eagerly, "How _did_ you know it, sir? how did you know it?"
+
+"Know what, my child? What troubles you?"
+
+"How did you know I was Daisy?" she almost gasped.
+
+"I did not know it," he answered in surprise. "Is your name Daisy? I
+thought it was Margaret."
+
+"They call me Margaret, sir,--Betty and Jack; but Daisy is my _own_,
+_own_ name, that papa and mamma called me," she answered, recovering
+herself a little.
+
+"And where are your papa and mamma?" he asked. "I thought the woman who
+keeps the fruit-stall at the corner was your mother."
+
+"Oh, no, sir!" she said. "She is only Betty. She is very good to me,
+but she is not mamma. Mamma was a lady," she added, with simple,
+childish dignity, which told that she was a lady herself.
+
+"But _where_ are your father and mother?" he repeated, with fresh
+interest in the child.
+
+"Mamma is drowned, sir; and we could never find papa," she answered,
+with such pathos in her tones.
+
+"Come into the depot with me," said General Forster: "I want to talk to
+you."
+
+She obeyed, and, taking up her basket, followed him into the
+waiting-room, where, heedless of the many curious eyes around, he made
+her sit down beside him, and drew from her her sad, simple story:--how
+long, long ago she had lived with papa and mamma and her little brother
+and baby sister in their own lovely home, far away from here; where it
+was, she did not know, but in quite a different place from the great
+bustling city which she had never seen till she came here with Betty
+and Jack; how she had left home with mamma and the baby on a great
+ship, where to go she could not remember; how Betty was on board, and
+mamma had been kind to her; how a dreadful storm had come and there was
+great confusion and terror; and then it seemed as if she went to sleep
+for a long, long time, and knew nothing more till she found herself
+living with Betty and Jack in their poor home far up in the city.
+
+They had been very good to her, nursing and caring for her during the
+many months she had been weak and ailing; and now that she was stronger
+and better, she tried to help them all she could, keeping the two small
+rooms tidy, while Betty was away attending to her stall; and in the
+afternoon selling the flowers which Jack raised in his little garden,
+and she arranged in tasteful bouquets. And, lastly, she told how from
+the very first time she had seen General Forster, she thought he
+"looked so like papa" that she felt as if she must love him, and was so
+happy when he stopped to buy flowers of her and spoke kindly to her.
+
+The story was told with a straightforward and simple pathos, which went
+right to the listener's heart, and left him no doubt of its truth. But
+the child could tell nothing of her own name or her parents', save that
+she was always called "Daisy" at home, and that she had never since
+heard the familiar name until to-day, when she thought this stranger
+had given it to her. Betty and Jack always called her "Margaret;" and
+Betty thought she knew mamma's name, but she did not. But she loved
+daisies dearly for the sake of their name, which had been her own; and
+she had raised and tended with loving care the little plant she had
+given to "my gentleman" as a token of gratitude for his kindness, and
+because he was "so like papa."
+
+Having learned all that he could from the child herself, the gentleman
+went to the fruit-woman on the corner.
+
+"So," he said, "the little girl whom you call Margaret is not your own
+daughter?"
+
+"Indade, no, sir," answered Betty; "niver a daughter of me own have
+I barrin' Jack, and he's not me own at all, but jist me sister's son
+what died, lavin' him a babby on me hands. More betoken that it's not
+a little lady like her that the likes of me would be raisin', unless
+she'd none of her own to do it."
+
+"Will you tell me how that came about?"
+
+Betty told the story in her turn, in as plain and simple a manner as
+the child's, though in language far different.
+
+Her husband had been steward on a sailing vessel running between New
+Orleans and New York; and about three years ago, she, being sick and
+ordered change of air, had been allowed to go with him for the voyage.
+But it made her worse instead of better; and on the return trip she
+would have died, Betty declared, if it had not been for the kindness
+and tender nursing of a lady, "Margaret's" mother. This lady--"her name
+had been Saacyfut, she believed, but maybe she disremembered intirely,
+for Marga_ret_ said it was not"--was on her way to New York with her
+little girl who was sick, a baby, and a French nurse; but her home was
+neither there nor in New Orleans,--at least so the child afterwards
+said.
+
+Her own account of the storm was the same as the child's; but while the
+recollection of the little one could go no further, Betty remembered
+only too well the horrors of that day.
+
+When it was found that the ship must sink, and that all on board must
+leave her, there had been, as the little girl said, great confusion.
+How it was, Betty could not exactly tell; she had been placed in one
+boat, the French nurse, with the child in her arms, beside her; and the
+lady was about to follow with the infant, when a spar fell, striking
+the Frenchwoman on the head and killing her instantly, knocking
+overboard one of the three sailors who were in the boat,--while at the
+same time the boat was parted from the ship and at the mercy of the
+raging waves. In vain did the two sailors who were left try to regain
+the ship: they were swept further and further away, and soon lost sight
+of the vessel. They drifted about all night, and the next morning were
+taken up by a fishing-smack which brought them to New York.
+
+Fright and exposure and other hardships, while they seemed to have
+cured Betty, were too much for the poor little girl, and a long and
+terrible illness followed: after which she lay for months, too weak to
+move or speak, and appearing to have lost all memory and sense. And
+when at last she grew better and stronger, and reason and recollection
+came back, she could not tell the name of her parents or her home.
+
+"Marga_ret_ Saacyfut," Betty persisted in saying the French nurse had
+called her little charge, "Mamsell Marga_ret_," "and if the lady's name
+wasn't Saacyfut it was mightily nigh to it."
+
+"Marguerite" had been the French woman's name for "Daisy:" that the
+General saw plainly enough, but he could make nothing of the surname.
+
+"But did you not seek for the child's friends, Betty?" he asked.
+
+"'Deed did I, sir," she answered. "Didn't I even ad_ver_tise her, an'
+how she was to be heerd of, but all to no good. An' I writ to New
+Orleans to them what owned the ship, but they were that oncivil they
+niver answered, not they. An' it took a hape of money, sir, to be
+payin' the paper, an' me such hard work to get along, an' Marga_ret_ on
+me hands, an' I had to be done with it. For ye see me man was gone wid
+the ship, an' niver heerd of along wid the rest to this day; an' I had
+to use up the bit he'd put by in the savin's bank till the child was
+mendin' enough for me to lave her wid Jack."
+
+"It was a very generous thing for you to burden yourself with the care
+of her," said General Forster.
+
+"Burden is it, sir? Niver a burden was she, the swate lamb, not even
+when the sense had left her. An' that was what the neighbors was always
+a sayin', and why didn't I put her in the hospital. An' why would I do
+that after the mother of her savin' me from a buryin' in the say, which
+I niver could abide. For sure if it hadn't been for the lady I'd 'a
+died on the ould ship, and they'd 'a chucked me overboard widout sayin'
+by your lave; and sure I'd niver have got over such a buryin' as that
+all the days of me life. And would I be turnin' out her child afther
+that? An' isn't she payin' me for it now, an' 'arnin' her livin,' an'
+mine too? She an' Jack tends the bit of a garden, an' arternoons she
+comes down an' sells her flowers, an' where'd be the heart to refuse
+her wid her pretty ways and nice manners; a lady every inch of her,
+like her mother before her."
+
+And thrusting her head out from her stall, Betty gazed down the street
+with admiring affection on her young _protégée_.
+
+"Och! but she's the jewel of a child," she went on; "and it is
+surprisin' how me and Jack is improved and become ginteel all along of
+her. Ye see, sir, I did use to say a hape of words that maybe wer'n't
+jist so; not that I meant 'em for swearin', but it was jist a way of
+spakin'. But after Marga_ret_ began to mend and get about, ye would
+have thought she was kilt intirely if I let one out of me mouth. So
+seein' how it hurted her, I jist minded what I was about, an' Jack the
+same, for he was a boy that swore awful, poor fellow; he'd been left to
+himself, and how was he to know better? At first him and me minded our
+tongues, for that the child shouldn't be hurted; but by and by didn't
+she make it plain to us that it was the great Lord himself what we was
+offendin', and knowin' she'd been tached better nor me, I jist heeded
+her. And now, sir, them words that I never thought no harm of and used
+to come so aisy, I jist leave them out of me spache widout troublin';
+and a deal better it sounds, and widout doubt more plasin' to Him
+that's above. And Jack the same mostly, though he does let one slip now
+and agin. So ye see, sir, it's not a burden she is at all, at all, but
+jist a little bit of light and comfort to the house that houlds her."
+
+Glad to find a listener in a "gintleman the likes of him," Betty had
+talked away to the gentlemen, so taken up with her story, that she paid
+little heed to the business of her stall. She made wrong change more
+than once, gave quarts instead of pints, oranges in place of apples,
+and peanuts for sugar-plums, and provoked some impatient customers not
+a little; while one wicked boy, seeing her attention was taken up with
+something else, ran off without paying for the pop-corn he asked for,
+and was not called back.
+
+But Betty lost nothing by the time and thought she had given to the
+gentleman, or the interest she had shown in her young charge, as she
+found when she looked at the number upon the note he slipped into her
+hand when he left her: a note which the warm-hearted Irishwoman laid by
+"to buy that new gown and pair of shoes Margaret needed so bad."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+THE DAISY TRANSPLANTED.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+III.
+
+THE DAISY TRANSPLANTED.
+
+
+"BETTY," said General Forster, stopping the next morning at the
+fruit-woman's stall, "could you make up your mind to give up that
+little girl if you were sure it was for her good?"
+
+Betty sighed and shook her head mournfully as she answered,--
+
+"I've always looked to give her up, sir, if them Saacyfuts, or whatever
+their name'll be, turned up, and if it was for her good, sorra a word
+would they hear out of me, though I won't say but it would go hard with
+me and Jack. But ye'll not be tellin' me ye've been findin' her friends
+since last night, sir?"
+
+"Not the people she belongs to, certainly, Betty; but I have found
+those who will be friends to her, and provide for her, if you will
+consent. She should go to school and be well taught: do you not think
+so?"
+
+"Indade, an' there's none knows that better nor meself, sir. An' is it
+yerself that's the friend ye're spakin' of?" and Betty gave a searching
+look into the gentleman's face.
+
+He smiled. "Yes," he said: "I would like to put her to school and take
+care of her. She seems a sweet child, and a good one. And you see,
+Betty, I have it in my power to do more to find her friends than you
+are able to do, and we may trace them yet. If we never find them, I
+will promise to provide for her as long as it may be necessary. Are you
+willing?"
+
+Betty again stared into the face of her questioner as if she would look
+him through.
+
+"I'm sinsible of your kindness, sir," she answered; "but ye see I'm
+in a way risponsible for the child, not to say that she is as dear to
+me as me own flesh and blood, and I'd say 'yis,' and thank ye kindly,
+but--ye'll excuse me plain spakin'--ye're a stranger to me, and I
+couldn't be partin' wid Marga_ret_ widout I was certified as to yer
+ka_rac_ter. For if I didn't think she'd be brought up right, niver
+a foot should she stir to go wid ye. I seen Miss Gertrude Allston a
+walkin' wid ye once last summer, sir, jist after I set up me stand
+here, but she niver heeded me wid her swate face. But I used to be
+laundress in her mother's house afore I was married, and a swate child
+was Miss Gertrude and a good as ye're sayin' of Marga_ret_, and she'll
+niver go far wrong, I'll answer for it. So, if ye'll jist bring me a
+line from her and she says ye're all right, I'll not say ye nay."
+
+General Forster laughed heartily, not one whit offended at Betty's
+"plain spakin'."
+
+"Miss Gertrude Allston, as you call her, will give me all the lines you
+want, Betty; and she thought me right enough to marry me. She is my
+wife,--Mrs. Forster."
+
+"An' is it so, sir?" said Betty, dropping the rosy-cheeked apple she
+was polishing, and gazing at the gentleman with a mixture of curiosity
+and admiration that was droll to see. "Well, but ye're in luck; and
+if it's Miss Gertrude that has the managin' of ye, that's ka_rac_ter
+enough of itself, an' I'll say take the child an' my blessin' on all
+of yees. But when she gets among yer fine folks, ye'll not let her be
+forgettin' the woman what cared for her when there was none else to do
+it: will ye, sir? An' ye'll be lettin' me see her once in a while?"
+
+There is no need to say that this was readily promised, and the General
+went on to tell Betty what plans he and his wife had for Daisy. She
+was to be taken for a while to his home, where Mrs. Forster would
+provide her with proper clothing; and then send her to Miss Collins'
+boarding-school to be taught and trained in a way to satisfy her
+friends if they should ever find her, or that she might one day be able
+to earn her own living, if it should be needful.
+
+"An' I'm glad she should have the bringin' up of a lady which is what I
+couldn't give her," said Betty, with another sigh, for it went to her
+heart to part with her darling; "but ye'll not be able to make her more
+of a lady nor she is now; no, not if ye dress her in gould and jewels,
+an' silks an' satins. Niver a rough word nor way has she with her, if
+she has been with me and Jack more nor two year, nor ye couldn't find a
+purtier behaved child in all the land."
+
+An hour or two later, Betty, having found a friend to "mind" her stall
+for her, guided General Forster to the tiny house in the suburbs of the
+city where she lived with Daisy and Jack.
+
+The two children were out in the little garden gathering the flowers
+which were to be tied up in bouquets for Daisy's afternoon sale; and
+great was their surprise, when the sound of the gate-latch causing them
+to look up, they saw Betty coming home at this unusual hour of the day,
+and the gentleman with her. Their business was soon told; but although
+Daisy flushed and smiled with astonishment and delight when she heard
+what the "gentleman who looked so like papa" meant to do for her, the
+little face soon shadowed over again, and she shook her head gently but
+firmly when she was asked if she would go.
+
+"An' why for no, dear?" asked Betty. "Sure ye'd niver be for throwin'
+away a chance the likes of that, not to spake of it's bein' ongrateful
+to the gintleman's kindness, an' he no more nor less than the husband
+of Miss Gertrude."
+
+But Daisy shook her head again; and then first begging the gentleman's
+pardon, as a polite little girl should do, stepped up to her faithful
+friend, and putting her arms about her neck whispered something in her
+ear.
+
+The tears she had before with trouble kept back now started to Betty's
+eyes.
+
+"Och, an' is it that, honey?" she said in her broadest brogue, "an'
+ye'll not let that be thrubblin' yer dear heart. What a tinder,
+grateful little sowl it is! Ye see, sir," she went on, turning to the
+General, while she smoothed with her loving hand the little head which
+lay upon her breast, "ye see, sir, it's just as I tellt ye. She's a
+lady, every inch of her, an' has feelin's that's jist oncommon. An'
+there's a matter of back rint jew, it's more'n a year, though me
+landlord he's as good as gould, an' a bill at the poticary's, an'
+little scores at the baker's an' grocers what I niver got paid off yet,
+not since the child was sick an' I couldn't rightly make things go; an'
+she says she won't be lavin' us now that she can turn a penny wid her
+posies an' help along."
+
+Drawing the child to him, General Forster whispered to her in his
+turn, promising that the "back rint" and other "scores" should be paid
+off without delay if she would but come with him; and Daisy, feeling
+herself nearer home and friends than she had ever done since the
+dreadful day of the shipwreck, when she was parted from "mamma," put
+her hand trustingly in his to be led where he would.
+
+But the parting went hard. Daisy could not leave those who had been
+so kind, and shared their little all with her, without many a bitter
+tear. Betty kissed her and clung to her and called down all heaven's
+blessings on her head; and Jack hung over the gate, uttering frantic
+howls as he watched the sobbing child led away by her new protector.
+Not one thought gave Jack to his fourteen years; not one to the
+"fellers from beyant the lot," who, drawn by his cries, came flocking
+to see what ailed him who was all their terror and admiration: their
+admiration, because he was bigger, stronger, braver than any other boy
+of his age among their crew; their terror, because of late he allowed
+no bad word to be used in his presence, banishing all who offended
+in that way from their games, choosing as his favorites and chief
+companions those who were most careful not to take God's name in vain.
+So cursing and swearing had come to be much less frequent than of old
+among the lanes and lots lying around the humble house where the little
+Daisy had bloomed and grown during the last two years, dropping upon
+the path which God had chosen for her good seed of which she knew not
+herself.
+
+Betty went back to her stand with a heavy heart, knowing that when
+she went home that night she should miss the sweet little face which
+had brightened and cheered her after many a hard day's work; but she
+was half-consoled for her own loss when she saw Daisy coming down the
+street holding General Forster's hand. For the General's first care had
+been to take the little girl to a place where children's clothes could
+be had ready-made; and where he had her fitted out, as Betty said, "as
+nice as a new pin and as became the little lady she was by right."
+
+But Daisy was as much a lady in the coarse but clean calico frock
+and patched shoes she had worn yesterday, as she was now in the nice
+clothes provided for her by General Forster; for it was the sweet
+manners and pretty ways she had never lost which made her so, and the
+new garments covered as warm and loving a little heart as the old
+ones had done. And so Betty found, and knew that pride would have no
+place there, when, as she reached the stand, Daisy drew her hand from
+the gentleman's, and running behind the stall as she had many a time
+done when she was eager to show Betty what a good afternoon's sale she
+had made with her flowers, threw her arms about her neck and kissed
+her again and again as lovingly as she had done when she had no other
+friend in the world.
+
+Gentle Mrs. Forster gave Daisy a warm welcome to her new home; and the
+manner in which the child fell at once into the ways and habits of
+those about her plainly showed that they were not new to her, but that
+she had at some time been well accustomed to a different life than that
+she had led for the last two years.
+
+She had ways of her own, too, that were very charming: a pretty, dainty
+grace in her behavior and speech; a thoughtfulness and care for others,
+surprising in any child of her age,--for Daisy could not be more than
+eight years old,--and particularly so for one who had had little
+teaching for some time. It was easy to see that Daisy had received
+careful training at one time, and that the lessons then learned had
+taken deep root and were not yet forgotten in spite of the long
+separation from her home and friends.
+
+It had been intended, as General Forster told Betty, to send the little
+girl to boarding-school at Miss Collins'; but she soon grew so closely
+to the hearts of her new friends that they felt as if they could not
+bear to part with her; and it was at last settled that her home was to
+be with them for the present, at least, and that she should only go
+to Miss Collins for the morning, as most of the other little girls in
+Glenwood did.
+
+Mrs. Forster could not bear to send from her this loving child, whose
+greatest happiness seemed to be in making others happy, and she grew
+every day more and more interesting as the familiar objects and customs
+about her called up past recollections of the home and parents she
+had lost. She would watch the General for hours at a time, as he sat
+reading or writing, or follow him with wistful eyes as he mounted his
+horse and rode down the broad avenue "just like papa;" would hang over
+the lesser Daisy as she lay sleeping, "'cause she looks just as our
+baby at home used to," and delighted to wait upon her and Mrs. Forster
+in a dainty, neat-handed manner, which showed that such loving service
+came quite naturally to her.
+
+She never called the infant "baby," as the rest of the family did.
+With her it was always "little Daisy." She seemed to love the pretty
+name, either given to herself or another; and all the variety of choice
+flowers with which General Forster's garden was filled could not win
+her chief affection from her old favorite daisies, "'cause mamma loved
+them so and named me after them."
+
+But though she remembered so much, the child could not recall the name
+of her parents, or where they had lived. Their name "was not what Betty
+called it," she was sure; but none the less had it passed from her mind.
+
+"Francine," the French bonne, used to call mamma "Madame," and herself
+"Mademoiselle Marguerite;" but when she was asked what other people
+used to call mamma and papa, the little face grew clouded and pained
+with the effort to remember; and when name after name was mentioned to
+her, she shook her head at each one.
+
+The General tried by every means in his power to discover the friends
+who must still be mourning the loss of their sweet little daisy
+blossom, but all in vain; and as week after week went by, he and his
+wife decided that they could not send her forth from their own roof
+unless her relations came to claim her. She was an added ray of light
+where all had been brightness and sunshine before,--a lovely, precious
+little flower, lending new fragrance and beauty to the home where she
+blossomed.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+DAISY'S SISTER FLOWERETS.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+IV.
+
+DAISY'S SISTER FLOWERETS.
+
+
+"GOODNESS gracious! mercy _me_!"
+
+"I didn't mean to, Susy; 'pon my word and honor I didn't; just as sure
+as I'm alive."
+
+Such were the words uttered by two different little voices which our
+Daisy heard, as holding by General Forster's hand, she reached the gate
+of Miss Collins' garden on the first morning of her going to school in
+Glenwood.
+
+Now would it not have been thought that some terrible misfortune must
+have called forth that exclamation from the first young speaker; or
+that the second thought herself accused of some dreadful crime, and
+that she must prove her innocence at once by all the strong words she
+could think of, if she would escape severe punishment?
+
+And what was this mighty matter?
+
+Why, just this.
+
+Susy Edwards and several of her schoolmates were "making a land of
+Egypt." For of late the geography lesson of the young class had been
+upon that country, and they had been much interested in the pictures
+of the pyramids and Sphinx. And Susy, who "liked to make her knowledge
+of use in her plays," and who was considered by the other children to
+have a great genius in that way, had proposed that they should turn a
+portion of their play-ground into Egypt. This was thought a capital
+plan, and the recess of the day before had been employed in this
+way,--the little planners and builders leaving it with great regret,
+and returning to it before school-time that morning with fresh pleasure
+and some new ideas.
+
+The gravel walk was supposed to be the desert; the trough which led the
+waste water from the spring, the River Nile; while a jointed wooden
+doll, cruelly deprived for the purpose of all its limbs, had half of
+its remainder buried in the gravel, to represent the Sphinx. Any number
+of pyramids, four or five inches high, had been built out of pebbles,
+and several were still going up.
+
+And Lily Ward, the pet and darling of the school, the youngest child,
+and till that day the newest scholar there, had brought that morning a
+tiny doll's bath-tub, with a doll to match lying in it, saying it was
+to be "Moses in the bulrushes, for it couldn't be a real land of Egypt
+without a Moses."
+
+Lily's idea was received with great applause and admiration, and she
+felt rather proud of it herself when she heard it so much praised.
+
+But a difficulty arose. The little tub did duty for the ark of
+bulrushes most beautifully, it was "so real and so cunning;" and never
+was a meeker baby than the one which lay so quietly within it. But he
+must be hidden, and nothing could be found to answer for flags. The
+grass about the mock River Nile was quite too short for that purpose,
+trampled on as it was through each day's playtime by at least twenty
+pairs of little feet; and the willow twigs which Lola Swan planted
+would not stand up straight enough to make a shade for the ark.
+
+"There isn't time to plant them deep enough," said Lola; "the
+school-bell will ring in a few moments, and then we'll have to leave
+it."
+
+"And the sun will go and come round here before recess," said Lily, in
+a tone of distress, "and Moses will be all sunburned. Besides, it isn't
+a bit real: they never leave babies lying out in the sun."
+
+"Put him out on the grass and turn the ark upside-down over him till we
+come out again," said Susy.
+
+But Lily scouted the idea of having her Moses treated in this way; and
+all began at once to deepen the holes for the willow twigs before the
+bell should ring.
+
+But suddenly a bright thought struck Lily.
+
+"Let's play Moses' mother and Miriam put a pyramid over him," she said.
+"We could do that pretty quick, and it will be nice and shady for him,
+and very real too, 'cause they did have pyramids in Egypt."
+
+All agreed readily, for this was thought an excellent arrangement, and
+they fell to work as fast as possible; while Bessie Norton whispered to
+Violet Swan, "What a smart child Lily is, isn't she?"
+
+"Yes," said Violet, in the same tone, "very; and I expect when she is
+grown up she will do something very remarkable."
+
+"What?" asked Susy Edwards, who heard them.
+
+"Be a genius, I expect," answered Violet, solemnly.
+
+"Oh, how nice!" said Bessie, who had not the least idea what genius
+meant, but did not like to say so.
+
+The pyramid over the sleeping Moses was nearly completed, the little
+builders expecting each moment to hear the bell, when Lola Swan, coming
+with a fresh supply of pebbles, tripped over a stick which lay upon the
+grass, and, trying to recover herself, let her load fall around and
+upon the half-built pyramid, knocking down half a dozen or so of the
+stones which composed it. Not much harm was done, but Susy immediately
+exclaimed,--
+
+"Goodness gracious! mercy me!" and Lola answered as you have heard in
+the words which met Daisy's ear as she and General Forster entered the
+garden.
+
+The click of the gate-latch caused all the children to look up, and
+Moses and the pyramids were for the moment forgotten at the sight of
+the new scholar.
+
+"Why! there's Daisy Forster," said Lily, for Daisy was now known by
+this name.
+
+"I wonder if she's coming here to school," said another; and that
+question was speedily answered, as, stopping by the little group, the
+General, whom all knew and liked, said, "Here's a new schoolmate for
+you. Will you be kind to her, and make her feel at home?"
+
+"Yes, sir, we will; and I'll take care of her," said Lily, scrambling
+to her feet and taking Daisy's hand in a patronizing manner. "She won't
+feel much strange after one day, 'cause we'll all be good to her, and
+she shall help us make our land of Egypt."
+
+"Ah! that is what you are doing, is it?" said the General.
+
+"Yes, sir," answered Lily; "we're just putting a pyramid over Moses in
+the bulrushes, 'cause we hav'n't time to fix so many bulrushes till
+recess. And part of it is knocked down. Lola did it, but she didn't
+mean to, and if you peep in there between those stones you can see
+a little bit of the ark and Moses' dear little china arm poking up.
+Please to peek, sir."
+
+The General did as he was requested, saying that he saw Moses quite
+plainly.
+
+"It isn't much matter if we do have to leave him now," said Lily; "he's
+pretty nicely covered up."
+
+"I think so," said the General, gravely; "and if I were Moses, with a
+pyramid being built over me, I think I should prefer to have a small
+breathing-hole left."
+
+"Why, so he would," said Lily; "and now we can leave him nicely fixed,
+and play he's very comfortable in his pyramid, even if it's not quite
+done."
+
+Lily being satisfied with the fate of Moses, all the rest were so; and
+the bell now ringing, the little group turned towards the house. Daisy
+wondering, as well she might, that a matter which was so easily settled
+should call for such violent expressions of distress and alarm as she
+had heard from two of the little girls.
+
+"Why, Miss Collins," said General Forster, as that lady met them at the
+door, "what a bouquet of flowers you have here! A Rose, a Violet, a
+Daisy, and a Lily; as choice a nosegay as one could wish for."
+
+"And the Lily is going to take care of the Daisy, and make her feel
+to home, Miss Collins," said Lily, who still held Daisy's hand. "The
+General said I could."
+
+"No, he didn't," said Susy.
+
+"Yes, he _did_, 'pon my word he did; least I said I would do it, and he
+didn't say I couldn't: did you, sir?" said Lily, throwing back her head
+to look up at the General's tall figure.
+
+"And that comes to the same thing, does it, Lily?" he said, laughing;
+"well, I suppose it does; and I promise you shall look after Daisy till
+she feels no longer a stranger among you."
+
+"She knows me, and Loly and Violet, as well as any thing," said Lily;
+for the little girls had met several times before, and Lily felt
+herself and the two Swans to be on rather intimate terms with Daisy
+Forster.
+
+"All right, then. I leave her to you. Good-morning, Miss Collins," and
+with a bow to the lady, with whom he had before made all the necessary
+arrangements for Daisy, a pleasant nod for the little ones, and a kiss
+for Daisy, he went away.
+
+Daisy felt rather lonely when he was gone, in spite of Miss Collins'
+kind look, Lily's tight clasp of the hand, and Violet's, "We have real
+nice times in school. Don't be afraid." For she was far more shy with
+children than she was with grown people, probably because she had never
+had any companions of her own age; and the number of young faces, most
+of them strange, about her, made her long to be back again at Mrs.
+Forster's side. And they all looked at her a good deal, for her story
+was well known among them, and she was an object of great curiosity.
+
+Lily observed this, as she took her seat with Daisy beside her, and
+thought she must speak up for her charge.
+
+"Miss Collins," she said, "please to make a rule."
+
+"Well," said Miss Collins, smiling; for Lily was constantly asking for
+new rules concerning things which did not suit her. She had begun with
+this more than a year ago when she was only a visitor at the school;
+and she was even now not a regular scholar, but only coming for a few
+weeks. For her papa and mamma had gone on a journey, and Lily, being
+lonely at home when Ella and the boys were at school, it had been
+arranged that she was to go with Ella in the morning. So she was rather
+a privileged person, and spoke her mind freely concerning that which
+did not please her, which the other children thought rather a joke, and
+were generally ready enough to fall in with Lily's rules. So now they
+all listened.
+
+"Please to make a rule that nobody must stare, ma'am," said Lily: "it
+makes people feel so to be stared at,"--and Lily put up both hands to
+her cheeks,--"specially if they are new."
+
+"Very true," answered Miss Collins: "let us all try to remember the
+Golden Rule, and then we shall neither stare nor do any thing else to
+hurt another's feelings."
+
+Then she struck the little bell which stood upon her table, and all
+knew the school had begun, and they must be quiet.
+
+Next calling Bessie Norton to her, Miss Collins gave her a number of
+Bibles, and the little girl handed one to each of her classmates. Then
+Miss Collins read a verse aloud, and the children followed, each in her
+turn.
+
+"Minnie Grey may take the Bibles," said Miss Collins when this was done.
+
+Minnie rose, and went from one to another collecting the Bibles. But
+instead of taking as many as she could conveniently carry at one time,
+giving them to Miss Collins, and coming back for the rest, she went on
+piling one on top of another, till one arm was quite full, when she
+came to Daisy and held out her other hand for her book. As she did so,
+the top one of the pile fell to the floor. Minnie stooped for it, and
+down went two or three more.
+
+"Oh! bother the old things," said Minnie, in a low voice, but very
+impatiently.
+
+Daisy had stooped to help her pick up the Bibles, but the glow her
+cheeks wore when she raised her head again was not all owing to that.
+
+Bother the old things! What old things? Why, the Bibles, God's own Holy
+Word.
+
+Daisy was very much shocked, and she looked up at Miss Collins,
+expecting to hear her reprove such _wicked words_, _she_ thought them.
+
+But Miss Collins had not heard Minnie's exclamation, though the noise
+of the falling books had called her attention that way, and she said,--
+
+"Minnie, my dear, you are careless with those Bibles: do you forget
+whose books they are?"
+
+"I don't care," muttered Minnie, but not so that the lady could hear.
+Daisy heard again; and the thought passed through her mind, "What a
+wicked little girl Minnie must be!"
+
+And yet Daisy was mistaken. If she had asked Minnie's parents,
+teacher, or playmates, they would all have told her that Minnie was
+an uncommonly good and pleasant little girl; truthful, obedient,
+industrious, and generous and obliging towards others. She had no
+thought now that she was breaking one of God's commandments; and she
+would have been both offended and grieved, if she had known what was
+in Daisy's mind, believing herself, as she did, to be innocent of any
+wrong.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+DAISY AT STUDY.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+V.
+
+DAISY AT STUDY.
+
+
+DAISY was soon at home with her schoolmates, and a great favorite among
+them.
+
+It was not strange that they liked and were interested in her. She was
+such a gentle, modest, amiable little girl; watching and joining in the
+games and lessons of the others with a kind of innocent wonder which
+amused and touched them all. For Daisy was not at all accustomed to be
+with children of her own age, and their ways were all new to her.
+
+And of course she was behind all the rest in her studies. She could
+not even read as well as Lily Ward; and had to begin with the simplest
+lessons, such as Lily and two or three of the very youngest children
+learned. At first this troubled her, and she feared the rest of the
+class would laugh at her.
+
+But she soon found she need not have been afraid of that, for the rule
+of Miss Collins' infant class was the law of kindness; and any one of
+the little girls would have thought it almost a crime to laugh or mock
+at Daisy, for that which was her misfortune and not her fault.
+
+They might now and then fall out a little among themselves, for they
+were by no means perfect children; sometimes there would be some
+selfishness shown, or even a few angry words pass from one to another;
+but, on the whole, they agreed about as well as any twenty little
+girls could be expected to do; and not one among them would have had
+the heart purposely to do an unkind thing to another. Least of all to
+Daisy Forster, whom they all looked upon with a kind of tender pity and
+interest, because of her sad and romantic history; and who was at once
+taken up by both teacher and scholars as a sort of twin pet with Lily,
+for whom allowances were to be made, and who was to be encouraged and
+aided as much as possible.
+
+So Daisy found plenty of helpers, who, so far from laughing at her
+mistakes and backwardness, were rather inclined to think her quick and
+industrious, as indeed she was, trying hard to make up for lost time,
+and "catch up" with those of her own age.
+
+She was almost too eager about this, and had to be checked now and
+then, for since the long illness which had followed the shipwreck,
+Daisy had never been strong; and too much fatigue or study, or even
+too much play, would make her nervous and sick, and her little head
+would become confused and ache. So now and then Mrs. Forster would have
+to take the books from her, and forbid more study, sending her out to
+play, or to work in the plot of ground which had been given her for a
+garden of her own.
+
+She was not always pleased at this, and sometimes would be rather
+fretful and impatient. But Mrs. Forster soon found a way to put a stop
+to this.
+
+One afternoon she found the little girl bending over her slate with
+flushed and heated cheeks, anxious eyes, and trembling hands.
+
+"Daisy," she said, quietly, "what are you doing? Miss Collins has not
+given you lessons out of school, has she?"
+
+"No, ma'am," said Daisy; "but I asked Ella Ward to set me a whole lot
+of sums so that I could do them at home, and I can't make this one come
+right. I know it is not right, 'cause Ella put the answers on the other
+side of the slate, and mine won't come the same, all I can do."
+
+Mrs. Forster took the slate from her hand.
+
+"This sum is too hard for you, Daisy," she said: "you do not know
+enough arithmetic for this."
+
+"It is not any harder than the sums Lola and Violet and the other
+girls as large as I am do," answered Daisy, looking ready to burst out
+crying; "and I have to do arithmetic with the very little ones, like
+Lily, and it makes me ashamed; so I want to go on all I can. _Please_
+give me the slate again, Aunt Gertrude," she added, as Mrs. Forster
+laid it beyond her reach.
+
+"No, dear. I do not wish you to study out of school. I am glad you want
+to improve, but you have as much to do there as is good for you; and at
+home I want you to have rest and play. You are improving quite as fast
+as could be expected, and for a time you must be content to go on with
+those who are younger than yourself."
+
+"But it makes me ashamed," pleaded Daisy, again.
+
+"There is no reason for that," said Mrs. Forster, patting the hot cheek
+she raised towards her. "The other children do not laugh at you and
+make you uncomfortable, do they?"
+
+"Oh, no, ma'am," said Daisy; "they are all so good to me, and when they
+can't help seeing what a dunce I am" (here Daisy's tears overflowed),
+"they always say kind things about how I never went to school before,
+and how my own dear mamma was drowned, and there was nobody to teach me
+till I came to you."
+
+"You are not a dunce, dear," said the lady. "A child who idles away
+her time when she should be studying, and does not care whether or no
+she learns as much as is fit for her, is a dunce: not a little girl
+who really wishes to be industrious, but does not know quite as much
+as others of her own age only because God has not given her the same
+advantages in time past. No one will think my Daisy a dunce. Now, we
+must have no more studying at home, no more lessons than those Miss
+Collins sets you."
+
+Daisy did not look satisfied: on the contrary, she even pouted a little.
+
+"Daisy," said Mrs. Forster, "suppose Uncle Frank were to give you some
+beautiful and costly thing which would be of great use to you in time
+to come if you took good care of it, say a watch: what would you do
+with it?"
+
+"Why! I _would_ take great care, oh! such care of it," said Daisy,
+opening her eyes in some surprise at the question. She did not see what
+that could have to do with her studies.
+
+"I'd wind it up every night, and try to keep it right and safe every
+way I could. But I don't know if I am quite large enough to have a
+watch of my own, or take care of it; maybe the best way would be to ask
+you or Uncle Frank to keep it for me till I was older."
+
+"And suppose for a while he gave you no key to this watch, but let it
+run down and be quiet?"
+
+"I'd just put it away till he gave me a key, and be patient about it,"
+said Daisy, wondering more and more.
+
+"And if, by and by, when he gave you this key, you should go on winding
+and winding the watch farther and faster than it was right for it to
+go, till the wheels and springs were all spoiled and out of order,
+would Uncle Frank think you cared much for his gift?"
+
+"Why, no, Aunt Gertrude; and he wouldn't think I cared much for him,
+either, to use his pretty present so."
+
+"You are right, dear. And now I want my own little Daisy to see how it
+is with herself. God has given to you a young mind, bright and quick
+enough; but, for a while, He did not choose that it should do much
+work. But now He has given you the key by which you may wind it and set
+it to work; and if you use it without proper care, and so as to hurt
+and wear out this precious gift, would it not seem as if you cared very
+little about it, and did not respect and honor the Giver?"
+
+"Yes'm," answered Daisy, beginning to see what Mrs. Forster meant; "but
+I never thought about that."
+
+"I believe I never thought about it before, dear," said Mrs. Forster,
+smiling. "I am not afraid to praise you, Daisy; and I may safely say
+that I have never seen any little child who showed such true honor and
+reverence for her Maker, and all which belongs to Him. You must have
+been well taught, my child; and to know and remember such lessons is
+worth all the book learning in the world."
+
+Daisy was pleased, as she always was when any one spoke to her of her
+long-lost home, or praised the teaching she had received from those
+who had loved and cared for her there. And from this time there was no
+further trouble about the lessons; for it was enough for Daisy to know
+that she was misusing any one of God's good gifts, to make her change
+her ways. Many a lesson might have been learned, and, indeed, had been
+learned, by those older and wiser than herself, from the loving care
+and respect paid by this little one to her Creator's name, and to all
+the works of His hand.
+
+And it was a great trouble to her to hear the careless way in which
+many of her schoolmates used sacred names and things. They did not
+mean any harm; they did not think it any sin; but every day Daisy was
+shocked and distressed by hearing such words as "mercy," "gracious,"
+"goodness," and "good heavens," and the like, from the lips of the
+other children, as they were about their play and study. It had
+become a habit with nearly all in the school; one caught it from
+another almost without knowing it; even Lily Ward, who once thought
+the clergyman "preached a sermon at her" because she said "hush up,"
+now and then followed the example of the others when any thing vexed
+or surprised her. A few weeks at school had accustomed Lily to the
+constant use of expressions which a year ago she would have considered
+"real naughty words."
+
+The older girls in Miss Sarah Collins' room had fallen into this bad
+habit as much, if not more, than the little ones of the infant class.
+
+And it was not only this carelessness of speech in which they were
+all, large and small, to blame; but it seemed to Daisy so strange that
+they could handle and treat the Bible, God's holy Word, with so little
+reverence and respect, knocking it about among their other books as
+if it were no better than these last, even using it, sometimes, for
+purposes to which no book, even the most common one, should be put.
+
+Daisy wondered that Miss Collins did not teach them better; but
+either she did not notice all this, or she did not think it of much
+consequence; certain it is that she did not check them, and the evil
+seemed to Daisy to grow worse from day to day.
+
+At first she did not like to speak herself. You may wonder that this
+was so, since she had not feared to speak so plainly to General
+Forster, who was a grown gentleman, so much older than herself; but she
+had done that almost without knowing what she was saying, for, as you
+know, his profane words had startled her so that he was surprised, and
+he had almost forced her to tell him what had disturbed her.
+
+And here she was with every thing strange around her, school,
+schoolmates, and teacher all new to her; so it is not astonishing that
+she was rather shy and felt afraid to interfere with the others, or to
+tell them that she thought they were doing wrong.
+
+But by and by there came a day when she could no longer hold her peace.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+DAISY A TEACHER.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+VI.
+
+DAISY A TEACHER.
+
+
+ONE morning just after school commenced, a heavy shower came up; and
+when it was time for the recess, which was always given to the infant
+class at eleven o'clock, the ground was still so wet that the little
+ones were forced to find amusement within doors or upon the piazza.
+
+"What shall we play?" asked Rosie Pierson.
+
+"Lady Queen Fair," said Bessie Norton: "we'll go out on the piazza and
+play it."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Yes," said Violet; "and Lily shall be Lady Queen Fair, and we'll dress
+her up a little. Miss Emily," as a third Miss Collins, who gave music
+lessons to the girls, passed by, "may we have a rose to put in Lily's
+hair for Lady Fair?"
+
+The young lady smiled, stopped and pulled a couple of roses from the
+vine which wound itself around one of the pillars of the piazza, and
+gave them to Violet, then passed on.
+
+Time had been when Violet would have hoped, perhaps would have asked
+to be Lady Fair herself, and been sulky and displeased if the other
+children had not agreed; but now she was very different, and more apt
+to prefer another before herself.
+
+The roses were soon arranged, the one in the hair, the other in the
+bosom of the little Lady Queen, who took her dignities in the calmest
+manner. Meanwhile some of the other children were drawing forward one
+of the rustic chairs with which the piazza was furnished, to serve as a
+throne.
+
+But the little queen, like many another royal lady before her, found
+her throne by no means an easy one.
+
+"Ow!" she said, rubbing her little round white shoulders where she had
+scratched them against the rough bark of the twisted boughs which made
+the back of the chair, "ow! this is not nice at all, or comfortal. My
+feet don't come to the floor, and if I lean back I'm all scratched. I'd
+rather be a queen without a throne."
+
+"Oh, no! You must have a throne," said Susy Edwards. "Queens have to."
+
+"I don't see why," said Lily, rather pettishly; for she did not feel
+very well that morning, and that and the close heat of the day made her
+more fretful than usual. "I should think queens could do just as they
+have a mind to and make their subjiks do it too; and I don't see what
+they have to have their skin all scraped up for if they don't want to;"
+and Lily twisted her head to give an aggrieved look at the little fat
+shoulder with that red mark upon it.
+
+"I'll fix you," said Lola. "I'll put Miss Collins' footstool under your
+feet and you shall have the big cushion behind you. Some one bring the
+cushion while I carry the stool."
+
+The footstool was brought in a moment; but the cushion was not to be
+found.
+
+"The big girls had it yesterday," said Fanny Satterlee. "I saw them
+with it in their recess when I was going home. There comes Cora Prime
+now; let's ask her. Cora, what did the big girls do with that cushion
+yesterday when they had done with it?"
+
+"The Lord knows; I don't," said Cora, playfully tapping Fanny on the
+head with the roll of music in her hand.
+
+"Oh!" exclaimed Lily.
+
+Daisy did not speak; but as Cora's eye happened to fall upon her, her
+face said as much as Lily's "Oh!"
+
+"What's the matter with you two?" asked Cora, looking from one to the
+other of the little girls, but still good-natured.
+
+"You oughtn't to say that," said Lily.
+
+"Ought not to say what?"
+
+"The Lord knows," answered Lily.
+
+"Well, don't He know?" asked Cora.
+
+"No," said Lily, doubtfully, "I guess not. I don't believe He'd bother
+Himself with knowing about a worn-out old cushion what has a hole in
+the cover, and such things."
+
+"Yes, He does, too," said Cora, laughing; "are not the very hairs of
+our head numbered?"
+
+"Now, I _know_ you ought to be 'shamed," said Lily. "You're talking
+Bible; and that is not right, is it, Daisy?"
+
+"No," said Daisy, as boldly as Lily herself could have done, for
+quoting Scripture in a careless manner was also a habit of many in the
+school.
+
+"You two saucy monkeys! correcting your elders," said Cora, much
+amused. "I heard you both talking Bible to Miss Collins this morning
+with all the rest of your class."
+
+"We were only saying what we learned in Sunday school yesterday," said
+Lily. "That's not the same thing. I _know_ it's not right to talk Bible
+that kind of a way. Papa says so, and he tells us not to do it."
+
+"Your papa's saying so does not make a thing right or wrong," said Cora.
+
+"Yes, it does, too!" said Lily. "My papa knows a whole lot, and he
+wouldn't tell a story for any thing. Cora, you'd better go to your
+music lesson: I 'speck Miss Emily wants you."
+
+"Oh, you are very considerate for Miss Emily, all at once," said Cora,
+more amused than ever; "but you haven't told me why I shouldn't say,
+The Lord knows, when He does know."
+
+Lily looked at Daisy, who stood by the arm of her chair, for help. The
+little one felt that Cora was wrong, but she did not exactly know how
+to answer, and she had noticed how careful Daisy was to honor the name
+of God.
+
+"Is it not taking the name of God in vain?" said Daisy.
+
+"Upon my word!" said Cora. "Do you mean to call that swearing?"
+
+"Well, yes," said Lily, taking up the word, "a kind of baby swearing, I
+s'pose; but you know it's not very good of you, Cora."
+
+"Everybody says such things: they don't mean any thing," said Cora.
+
+"Not _everybody_," answered Lily. "Daisy don't."
+
+"Then Daisy's uncommonly good," said Cora.
+
+"Yes, she is," replied Lily; "and I s'pose _everybody_ ought to be
+uncommonly good and never say them."
+
+Cora laughed again.
+
+"Everybody must mind their p's and q's before you: mustn't they, Lily?"
+and away she ran to her music lesson.
+
+"Here's the cushion," said Rosie Pierson, running out from the
+school-room. "I found it in the closet under the shelf where those
+careless big girls left it, I s'pose."
+
+The cushion was put behind Lily's shoulders, but still the little queen
+fidgeted on her throne and declared she was not yet "comfortal."
+
+"'Cause if I lean back against the cushion my feet won't touch the
+stool," she said.
+
+"We'll put something else on the stool to make it higher," said Nettie
+Prime, who was trying to arrange Lily satisfactorily: "what shall we
+take? Oh, I know. Daisy, run and bring the big Bible off Miss Collins'
+table for Lily to put her feet on."
+
+Daisy, who made a motion to start forward as Nettie began to speak,
+stood still when she heard what she called for.
+
+"Make haste," said the latter, impatiently: "we won't have a bit of
+time to play."
+
+Daisy did not move, but stood with rising color, trying to make up her
+mind to speak.
+
+"Oh! you disobliging thing!" said Violet, and she ran for the book.
+
+"Oh! don't," said Daisy, as Violet came back and stooped to put the
+Bible on the footstool; "I didn't mean to be disobliging, but we ought
+not to use the Bible to play with."
+
+"Pooh!" said Violet: "Lily's little feet won't hurt it. It's all worn
+out, any way. The cover is real shabby."
+
+"I didn't mean that," answered Daisy; "I meant because it is God's
+book, and we ought to treat it very carefully."
+
+"Oh, fiddle! How awfully particular you are, Daisy!" said Minnie Grey.
+"Why, girls, do you know, the other day, when I was playing paper-dolls
+with her and I turned up a Bible to make the side of a house, she took
+it away, and when I put it back again 'cause it stood up better than
+the other books, she said she wouldn't play if I did so with the Bible."
+
+"I s'pose Daisy would call that 'taking God's name in vain,'" said
+another, half reproachfully; "wouldn't you, Daisy?"
+
+"I think it is something the same," answered Daisy, feeling as if
+all the others were finding fault with her and thinking her "awfully
+particular," a crime which no little girl likes to have laid to her
+charge.
+
+"I don't see how," said Lola. "I know we ought not to play with the
+Bible; but I don't see how it is taking God's name in vain."
+
+"But the Bible is God's book, and He told it to the men who wrote it,
+and His name is in it a great many times," said Daisy, "and I think it
+seems like taking it in vain to play with it or to put things upon it,
+or to knock it about like our other school-books. And it is not right
+to say 'the Lord knows,' and 'mercy,' and 'gracious,' and such words,
+when we are just playing, or when we are provoked."
+
+"What is the harm?" asked Rosie. "Mercy and gracious are not God's
+name."
+
+"Well, no," said Daisy, slowly, not exactly knowing how to explain
+herself. "And maybe I make a mistake; but it does seem to me as if it
+was a kind of--of--"
+
+"Of little swearing, as Lily says," said Lola.
+
+"Yes," said Daisy. "Rosie thinks it is no harm; but even if it is not
+much harm, I don't see what is the good of it. We can talk just as well
+without saying such words."
+
+"I guess they are pretty wicked," said Lily. "The day mamma went away,
+I said 'good heavens,' and she said 'Lily! Lily!' very quick, like she
+does when I do something very naughty, and she asked me where I learned
+that; and I told her Elly said it. I didn't mean to tell a tale about
+Elly; but mamma looked sorry, and she told me never to say it again. I
+guess 'mercy' is 'most the same, and I guess I won't say it any more;
+and, Daisy, if I hear the other girls say those words, I'll help you
+correct 'em."
+
+Lily promised this with an air of such grave importance that the other
+children laughed. Not in the least abashed, Lily went on,--
+
+"Papa's coming home day after to-morrow, and I'll ask him to tell me a
+whole lot about God's name, and why it is wrong to say those things;
+and then I'll tell all you girls. But I'm not coming to school any more
+when mamma comes home; so you'll have to come to my house, and I'll
+have a swearing class, and teach you all about it."
+
+Lily's words might have been taken with a different meaning from that
+which she intended to give them; but the other children understood her,
+and that was enough.
+
+"But, Daisy," said Lola, "how do you know so much about these things
+when you don't know a great deal about every-day lessons, and have had
+no one to teach you for so long?"
+
+"I don't know," said Daisy. "I think my own mamma who was drowned used
+to teach me in the home I used to have;" and the dreamy look came into
+her eyes which they always wore when she spoke of her far-away home and
+those she had loved there. "I think I've forgotten a good many things,"
+she added; "but you know I couldn't forget what mamma taught me about
+Jesus and what He wanted us to do if we loved Him. And I think if we do
+love Him we won't say words about His name, His heaven, or any thing
+that is His, that are not very good and gentle, and that we are very
+sure He would like us to say."
+
+"But you are so _very_ particular, Daisy," said Minnie; "I think you
+are most _too_ particular."
+
+"I didn't think we could be too particular about doing what Jesus
+likes," said Daisy.
+
+The other children had all gathered about Daisy, and were listening
+with interest to what she said. Perhaps they heard her with more
+patience than they would have given to any one else; for Daisy was a
+kind of mystery to them, and they looked upon her as a sort of fairy
+or princess in disguise, and would not have been at all surprised to
+hear the most extravagant stories about her, for she was "just like a
+story-book child." Lily had said so one day when she was speaking of
+her at home.
+
+"No," said Lola, thoughtfully; "but it does not seem as if such little
+things could be wrong. I know it can't be right to play with the
+Bible or say its words just when we are joking or for our own common
+talk; but I don't see the harm of saying 'goodness,' or 'mercy,' or
+'heavens,' or those words which you never will say, Daisy; they are not
+God's name, and I don't see how it is taking it in vain to say them."
+
+Daisy looked thoughtful. She felt she was right, and wanted to explain
+herself; but she was rather shy and could not find words to do so.
+
+But Lily, whom shyness never troubled, came to her aid.
+
+"Never mind," she said: "I'll ask papa just as soon as he comes home,
+and he'll tell us all about it; and if he says it is naughty, why, it
+is, and we won't do it; and if he says it's good enough, why, we will.
+That's the way to fix it."
+
+Here the bell rang.
+
+"There, now," said Susy Edwards, "we have to go in, and we've wasted
+all our time talking, and never had a bit of good of our recess."
+
+But I think Susy was mistaken, and that they had one and all gained
+more good from their talk than they could have done from any amount
+of play; for it had set more than one young mind thinking; and from
+this day, even the most careless among them would check herself when
+she found she was on the point of using these words which had grown
+so common among them, more from want of thought than from any wish or
+temptation to do wrong.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+THE SWEARING CLASS.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+VII.
+
+THE SWEARING CLASS.
+
+
+WHEN Lily's papa and mamma came home, she was so glad to see them, and
+there was so much to hear and to talk about, that she quite forgot her
+purpose of asking her father to teach her about the third commandment.
+Besides, she no longer went to school now that her mother was at home,
+but had her lesson each day with her as she had done before Mrs. Ward
+went on her journey; and so she was not as apt to hear or to say those
+careless words which Daisy Forster had said it was not right to use.
+
+But it was at last brought to her mind one evening as the family all
+sat at the tea-table.
+
+"Mamma," said Ella, "will you let Lily and me have a tea-party
+to-morrow? I want to ask half a dozen of our girls, and I suppose Lily
+would like to have a few of the little ones at the same time."
+
+"Yes," answered Mrs. Ward, "you may each ask six of your most intimate
+friends."
+
+"Can Walter and I ask some of the fellows?" said Ned.
+
+"Oh, mercy! no," said Ella: "we don't want any boys. It is not to be a
+regular party, Ned. I just want the girls to spend the afternoon and
+drink tea; and it makes more fuss to have boys too."
+
+"Goodness me! You needn't get into such a way about it," said Ned.
+
+"Children," said Lily, her brother's and sister's words bringing back
+to her what Daisy had said, "children, you needn't either of you swear
+about it."
+
+Lily's efforts to keep the family straight were generally considered
+as a good joke, and her reproofs and advice received with a laugh; but
+this plain speaking was rather _too_ much for either Ella or Ned, and
+the former exclaimed,--
+
+"Well, who is swearing, I'd like to know?"
+
+"And who gave you leave to correct your elders?" said Ned.
+
+"Nobody: I just took it," said unabashed Lily; and then, turning to her
+father, she exclaimed, "Papa, I b'lieve the girls in our school are
+pretty heathen, and don't know enough about the comman'ments. So I told
+them we'd have a swearing class, and I'd ask you to teach it, 'cause
+I s'pose you know a good deal about swearing; and this will be a good
+chance when they come to-morrow."
+
+This speech turned the vexation of Ella and Ned into amusement, and
+they laughed with the others.
+
+"I don't think your playmates will thank you for asking them here to
+take tea and then bringing them up for a lecture from me, my pet," said
+Mr. Ward.
+
+"Yes: they will, papa. They want to know about it, and I think we'd
+better make a swearing party of this. I b'lieve it would do those big
+girls good too. They swear, oh, dreadfully! and they don't seem to
+think they do, least Cora don't. Mamma, let's make a rule we won't have
+any swearing in this house: won't you?"
+
+"Certainly," said mamma, smiling; "and I think we must find out what
+_swearing_ is, and be careful not to break the rule."
+
+"If one is going to call 'goodness' and 'mercy,' and such things,
+swearing, one might as well give up talking altogether," said Ella.
+
+"Perhaps not exactly swearing," said her father; "but the use of them
+is a bad habit, and one that I have noticed is quite too frequent among
+all the young people of this place. It is growing stronger too, as all
+such habits do, and going from bad to worse. But I must go out now, and
+have not time to talk to you about it. If Lily can persuade her little
+friends to take the 'swearing class,' as part of their afternoon's
+entertainment to-morrow, well and good; if not, we will have a little
+private talk among ourselves some other time."
+
+Ella was not at all pleased by Lily's proposal; and hoping that it
+would pass from the child's mind before the afternoon, she was careful
+not to make her remember it by the use of any such words as had called
+forth Lily's reproof.
+
+This had very nearly proved successful; and in the excitement of
+arranging her baby-house, setting out the new tea-set mamma had brought
+her, and dressing the doll which had been papa's present, Lily had
+almost forgotten her plan for mingling wholesome instruction with the
+amusement provided for her young friends.
+
+There were Lola and Violet Swan, Daisy Forster, Rosie Pierson, Minnie
+Grey, and Bessie Norton; and they were all having a real good time
+sitting around a small table and playing tea out of the new china set,
+when Minnie said,--
+
+"I have a secret to tell all of you, if you'll promise never to tell."
+
+"I won't," said Violet.
+
+"On your sacred word and honor?" said Minnie.
+
+"On my sacred word and honor," repeated Violet.
+
+"And you, Rosie?" asked Minnie.
+
+"On my word and honor," said Rosie.
+
+"Sacred?" said Minnie.
+
+"Sacred. Sacred word and honor," was Rosie's answer.
+
+Lily repeated the words as desired, and next came Daisy's turn.
+
+"I won't tell," she said, when Minnie looked at her.
+
+"On your sacred word and honor?" asked Minnie.
+
+"I promise I won't tell, Minnie."
+
+"But you must say on your word and honor."
+
+"I can't," said Daisy.
+
+"Then I shan't tell you; and you're real mean, Daisy Forster," said
+Minnie. "Why won't you say so?"
+
+"I don't see why I need, and I don't know if it is quite right,"
+answered Daisy, coloring.
+
+"Oh, Daisy Forster, what a girl you are!" said Rosie.
+
+"Well," said Lily, "there's nothing left, 'cept these two caramels.
+Daisy, you eat up this; and, Bessie, you eat up the other. Now
+the tea-party is all done, and we'll go and ask papa about that
+comman'ment. He's been playing croquet with the big girls, but they
+seem to be resting now."
+
+Lily was right. Mr. Ward had been persuaded to make the eighth in a
+game of croquet, for he was a great favorite with all the young people
+in Glenwood, and his presence never put any check upon their games or
+pleasure parties.
+
+But the afternoon proved rather warm for exercise, even the gentle one
+of bewitching croquet; and, after a long game was finished, the whole
+party were ready to agree to Ella's proposal that they should take a
+rest, and send to the house for some cooling drink.
+
+So Mr. Ward was at liberty to attend to Lily, when she came rushing up
+to him, followed, rather more slowly, by the rest of the children.
+
+"Papa," she said, throwing herself across his knee, as he sat upon
+the green mound which was raised about the foot of one of the fine
+elm-trees which shaded the croquet-ground, "papa, Daisy says we
+oughtn't to say upon our words and honors! Oughtn't we? And will you
+teach us about taking God's name in vain now? It's the _singalest_
+circumstance, but I went and forgot all about the swearing class, till
+Daisy said that."
+
+"A very singular circumstance, certainly;" said Mr. Ward, lifting Lily
+to a seat upon his knee, and smiling, while the other girls laughed at
+her speech. "I am quite willing to have a little talk with you all on
+this subject; but tell me first what you want to know."
+
+"Daisy is so awfully particular, Mr. Ward," said Minnie, in an
+aggrieved tone. "She won't let us say any thing; at least, she says
+every thing is 'wrong.'"
+
+"Every thing?" said Mr. Ward: "that is bad. Does Daisy want you all to
+keep silence? That _must_ spoil your play."
+
+"Oh, no!" said Minnie, "not that; but she says such lots of things are
+wrong to say. Why, sir, she won't say 'upon her word and honor,' 'cause
+she don't think it is right."
+
+"Why do you want her to say it?" asked Mr. Ward.
+
+"I was just going to tell them all a great secret, and I wanted her to
+promise, on her sacred word and honor, she would never tell; and she
+wouldn't do it."
+
+"So Daisy is apt to break her promises, is she?" said the gentleman,
+with a smile at Daisy, which told very plainly that he was only joking.
+
+"Oh, no, sir!" said Minnie. "Indeed she is not. Daisy always tells the
+truth, and never does what she says she won't; at least, we never knew
+her to do it: did we, girls?"
+
+A chorus of young voices was raised in Daisy's favor.
+
+"And yet you cannot trust her unless she swears to what she promises,"
+said Mr. Ward.
+
+"Swears, sir!" said Minnie. "I'm sure I don't want her to swear! 'Word
+and honor' are not bad words, are they?"
+
+"Not in themselves, certainly;" answered Mr. Ward. "Many a thing which
+is good in itself when properly used, becomes bad and hurtful if put to
+a wrong purpose. Now to swear is to say, by some word or person which
+you consider holy and sacred, that you will or will not do, that you
+have or have not done, a certain thing. Suppose some man were accused
+of a crime, and that the judge were about to try him, and punish him if
+he were guilty, and it was thought that I knew whether or no the man
+had done that of which he was accused. So I am called to the court,
+and there made to promise that I will tell the truth, and nothing but
+the truth; and to make sure of this I am made to lay my hand on the
+Bible,--God's holy word,--and call upon Him, to hear me tell what I
+know. And this is considered a very solemn thing, even by many who
+have little care or respect for God in other ways; and it is called
+swearing, or taking the oath."
+
+"They ought to be 'shamed of theirselves," said Lily, indignantly;
+"they ought to know you would never tell a story, papa. And to go and
+make you swear too! I wouldn't do it if I was you; but I'd tell 'em the
+third comman'ment, and run away fast from them."
+
+"But if this is done in the fear of God, and as a sort of prayer that
+He will hear and help us to tell that which is true, it is not taking
+His name in vain, Lily," said Mr. Ward; "and to do it falsely is
+considered even by men to be a great crime. This is called perjury;
+and if any one is found guilty of it, he is severely punished by the
+law. Now it may be wise, and even necessary, for a man to take an
+oath at such a time as this, when the very life of another may depend
+on whether he tells the truth or no; but it can hardly be necessary
+for one little girl at play with another to make her promise sure by
+swearing to it. For to say 'by your sacred word and honor' is neither
+more nor less than a sort of swearing or taking an oath that what you
+say is true."
+
+"Then we'll make a rule not to say it any more," said Lily. "We
+didn't know it was naughty before, papa. But please tell us now about
+other words. Daisy says we mustn't say 'mercy,' and 'gracious,' and
+'heavens,' and maybe we mustn't; but why is that swearing? Swearing is
+taking God's name in vain, and how do such words take His name in vain
+if we don't speak it? And she thinks playing with the Bible, or saying
+its words when we are playing or just talking common talk, is taking
+God's name in vain, too. Is it?"
+
+"I will tell you," said Mr. Ward. "Suppose, Lily, that some great king
+or queen, or the president of our own country, were to come here; would
+you not wish to be particularly polite and respectful to them, both in
+your manner and way of speaking?"
+
+"Um-m-m, I don't know," answered Lily, doubtfully; "not partic'lar. I
+guess I'd just as lieve be saucy to them as to any one else."
+
+Mr. Ward saw this would not do, at least, not for Lily: he must go
+higher than earthly rulers.
+
+"Suppose, then," he said, "that Jesus should come down here among us,
+so that we could see Him with our eyes, walking and talking with us,
+what would you all do?"
+
+"I'd fall down and worship Him," said Minnie.
+
+"I'd listen to every word He said, and never speak one myself for fear
+I should miss one," said Daisy; "and then I'd remember them all the
+days of my life."
+
+"Dear child!" said Mr. Ward, laying his hand fondly on hers: "I believe
+you do treasure your Lord's words and try to live according to them."
+
+"I'd ask Him to put His hand on my head and bless me just as He did
+those other little children when He was on earth before," said Lola,
+softly.
+
+"So would I. And I'd be glad there were no disciples to forbid us to
+come to Him," said Lily. "I s'pose they thought Jesus wouldn't care
+about children; but He did, didn't He? And you wouldn't think so, papa,
+would you?" and the little child laid her hand lovingly against her
+father's cheek. "I'd keep very close to Him all the time He was here,
+and take fast hold of His hand, only I wouldn't be troublesome, but
+just keep as still as a mouse; and I'd give Him every thing of mine
+that He wanted."
+
+"So you would all show your love and reverence for Him by every means
+in your power," said Mr. Ward, "trying not to grieve or offend Him
+by treating His name or His presence with the least carelessness or
+disrespect, but letting Him see that you honored the one and were
+blessed by the other: is it not so?"
+
+"Yes, sir," came from the older as well as the younger children.
+
+"And if, after He had gone away, He should send you each a letter,
+telling you what He wanted you to do, how you were to love and serve
+Him, and in which you would find all the advice, help, and comfort you
+might need at any time,--how would you treat that letter?"
+
+"I'd keep it all my life, and take such good care of it," said Rosie.
+
+"I'd read it, and read it, and read it; and kiss it, and kiss it, and
+kiss it," said Lily, "and then I'd put it in my bosom, and keep it, oh!
+so carefully."
+
+"And so would I, and I, and I," said the rest, satisfied to have Lily
+for spokeswoman.
+
+"And if you saw any one misusing that letter, how would you feel?"
+asked Mr. Ward.
+
+"I'd be very provoked with them," answered Lily, "and I think I
+wouldn't love them any more, 'cept it was you, papa, or mamma, or Elly,
+or any one of my own that I _have_ to love; and then I'd cry, and ask
+you not to serve my Jesus' letter so."
+
+"You mean the Bible is Jesus' letter to us: don't you, sir?" asked
+Daisy.
+
+"Yes; and, dear children, our Lord's presence is here among us as much
+as if He were in man's form which He once wore on earth. His ear is as
+quick to hear our words of love and praise, or those of carelessness
+and disrespect, as it was then; His eye as ready to see the use we make
+of the precious Word He has given us. But we forget this when we use
+His book more carelessly than we would any gift from an earthly friend,
+or when we take His name lightly or without thought upon our lips. To
+do this is to take it in vain, and it displeases Him."
+
+"But, Mr. Ward," said Minnie, "it is not cursing and swearing to say
+'mercy,' and 'gracious,' and 'good Lord,' and such things, is it?"
+
+"Not cursing, certainly: that is to use God's name profanely, or to
+call on Him to destroy us or other people; and this is a most terrible
+sin. But, Minnie, the use of such words in play or thoughtlessness is a
+bad habit, and leads to worse. Suppose a man breaks open a bank here,
+and takes all the money from it: that is stealing, is it not?"
+
+"Why, yes, sir," answered Minnie.
+
+"And suppose you take a sugar-plum belonging to your sister: it is a
+very small thing compared to the money taken from the bank, but is it
+not stealing, all the same?"
+
+"Yes, sir; and if I was to be so bad as to take Julia's sugar-plums,
+I'm afraid I'd maybe steal something worse some time."
+
+"Just so," said the gentleman; "and now you see why it is not wise or
+right to make use of such expressions. It is, as Lily says, a kind of
+little swearing, and may lead to worse. Besides, it is very useless.
+You can surely believe one another,--unless, indeed, it is some false
+and deceitful child,--without saying 'upon your sacred word and honor,'
+'as sure as you live,' 'Heaven knows,' and so forth. And there is so
+little temptation to fall into this sin that it seems strange it should
+be so common. There is nothing to be gained by it, even of this world's
+good,--no pleasure, no profit. It is only an idle, useless habit,
+most displeasing and vexing to the holy ear of Him whose commandment
+we break without thought or care. Goodness and mercy and graciousness
+belong to the Almighty; and so, too, we must take heed that we do not
+speak of what belongs to Him in an irreverent, careless way. And now I
+think we have had enough talk on this subject for this afternoon. You
+did not ask your friends here that I might lecture them."
+
+"Oh, yes! I did, papa," said Lily; "for we all deserved it very much,
+'specially the big girls. But, papa, do you believe the Lord troubles
+Himself to know where the girls put an old, worn-out cushion, and such
+things; and if He does, ought we to say He does?"
+
+"God knows every thing, Lily; even the smallest trifle is seen by Him;
+but it is very wrong to say, in a heedless way, 'the Lord knows,' for
+I suppose that is what you mean. And this very thought, that His eye
+and His ear are always with us, noticing every word and look, knowing
+the very feelings of our hearts, should make us all the more careful
+how we use His holy name. I am glad this question has come up among
+you; for heedlessness in using God's name, and other sacred words, in
+quoting Scripture,--talking Bible, my Lily calls it,--and other such
+habits, were becoming too common, I fear, among all the young people
+in Glenwood; and we older ones too, I believe, fall too often into the
+custom. We have, too many of us, constant need of the prayer, 'Set a
+watch, O Lord, upon my mouth; keep the door of my lips.'"
+
+"It is Daisy's doing, sir, that we have come to think of this," said
+honest Cora. "I, for one, have been very thoughtless about offending
+God in this way, and have set a bad example to the rest. I believe the
+little ones have caught it from us larger girls, and we have to thank
+Daisy that she has taught us a better lesson."
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+DAISY'S NAME.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+VIII.
+
+DAISY'S NAME.
+
+
+"INDADE, now, and hasn't me words come true, sir? For wasn't I afther
+tellin' ye she was as nate a little lady as iver stepped in two shoes?"
+said Betty Macarthy, as she stood with her arms akimbo, her head on one
+side, and her honest face one broad glow of delight and satisfaction,
+gazing at the dainty-looking little creature who stood before her, her
+young face bright with as much pleasure as Betty's own.
+
+For Daisy's old friend had come to live at Mrs. Forster's; and this was
+the way it had been brought about.
+
+The lady had wanted a laundress; and, thinking that Betty, who had once
+held that post in her father's family, might know of one, had begged
+the General to ask her.
+
+No sooner had he put the question than Betty eagerly answered she
+should be only too glad of the place herself; for she was tired of her
+present position, and a countrywoman of her own was ready to take it
+off her hands, stock, fixtures, goodwill, and all. "For her heart was
+sore for the child," Betty said, and to be where she could see her
+every day, and to live once more with "Miss Gertrude," would be almost
+as much happiness as she could wish for; and then she would try to put
+Jack out with some gardener to learn his trade, for which he had always
+had a turn.
+
+So the General, having talked the matter over with his wife, and
+mindful of the generous care and kindness shown to their Daisy by these
+poor people, not only told Betty she should come to live with them, but
+also put Jack under his own gardener, though there was really no need
+of any more hands about the place.
+
+Thus did the "bread cast upon the waters" by this kind-hearted
+Irishwoman, come back to her, blessed sevenfold.
+
+Nothing was told to Daisy of this arrangement till one afternoon, when
+the General had returned from the city, Mrs. Forster said to her, "I am
+going to speak to the new laundress and gardener's boy. Come with me,
+Daisy;" and half wondering, the little girl obeyed.
+
+But her surprise soon changed into delight and gratitude when she saw
+who the new domestics were; for, in spite of all the pleasure she felt
+in her new way of life, Daisy's loving little heart often longed for
+the old friends who had been so good to her in her time of need, and
+she wanted not only to see them, but to share some of her many comforts
+with them.
+
+So you may know how glad she was when her eye fell upon the two figures
+standing by the back door, and she knew that they had been brought to
+live in the same place with her.
+
+With an excitement very unusual in her, she flew at Betty, and,
+throwing both arms about her neck, covered her broad, smiling face with
+warm kisses. Betty returned them with a will, holding her fast in both
+arms; and then, putting her from her and looking at her from head to
+foot, put on an air of strong approval, and spoke to the General in the
+words you have read at the beginning of this chapter.
+
+"An' isn't it fit for a princess, she is?" she continued, quite unable
+to keep back her admiration and pleasure at the child's improved
+appearance. "Isn't it fit for a princess she is; and Saacyfuts or no
+Saacyfuts, isn't it a right her own folks would have to the name if
+they found her now? Sure I'd be saacy meself to have the ownin' of a
+child like that. An' her not a bit spoiled, but just as lovin' and
+free-like as when she had none but me an' Jack."
+
+Then Daisy was told she might take Betty and Jack away and show them
+the neat little wash-house, shaded by a fine clump of trees, with its
+nice bleaching and drying ground beyond, its laundry on the first
+floor, and two small bedrooms above, where they were to sleep. Betty
+was enchanted, and expressed over and over again her satisfaction at
+the change in her life. It was far better, she thought, to stand at the
+wash-tub or ironing-table, breathing the sweet country air, with all
+its pleasant sights and sounds about her, than to do the same at her
+stall in the hot, dusty, crowded city.
+
+As for Jack, when he saw the splendid garden, when Daisy had led
+them there, and knew it was to be his privilege to work among those
+lovely flowers, he could not contain himself, but shouted and shouted,
+turned somersault after somersault, till recalled to himself by
+Betty's reminder that he must "remember that Margaret--she begged
+her pardon,--Miss Daisy--was a little lady now, and he must mind his
+manners before her."
+
+But Daisy was so like her old self, so free from any pride or
+haughtiness in her new position, that Jack found it hard to remember
+she was any other than the little waif whom he had pitied and petted
+for so long; and his "manners" were brought to his mind with much more
+force by the sight of the gray-haired old Scotch gardener under whom he
+was to work, and before whom his gambols ceased at once.
+
+Meanwhile General and Mrs. Forster were talking on a very interesting
+subject, for Betty's words about Daisy's lost friends had given the
+lady a new idea.
+
+"Frank," she said to her husband, "did you notice what Betty said about
+Daisy's friends?"
+
+"Yes," he answered. "I hope she won't turn Daisy's head and make her
+vain with her praise and flattery."
+
+"I'm not afraid," said his wife. "Daisy has a right to her name, the
+modest, unaffected little girl; and she has too much sense to be
+spoiled by what she looks upon only as the overflowing of Betty's
+affection. But don't you know that the Irish often say _saacy_ when
+they mean proud?"
+
+"Oh, yes. I have often noticed it in people of Betty's class," answered
+the General; "but what has that to do with Daisy's friends?"
+
+"Is it not possible that their name is Proudfoot or Proudfit, and that
+'Saacyfut' is Betty's way of calling it?"
+
+The General laughed heartily.
+
+"Hardly, I think," he said; "and yet--I do not know. It may be. But it
+never struck me. It took a woman's wit to think of that."
+
+"We will ask Daisy when she comes," said Mrs. Forster. "If Proudfoot
+_was_ their name, she must remember it when she hears it spoken, I
+think. She can hardly have forgotten it so entirely that she would not
+recognize it. And then, if it should be so, it will be a help to find
+her friends." Mrs. Forster spoke the last words more slowly.
+
+"Yes," said her husband, giving words to the thought which had made her
+half unwilling to utter them; "and if found, we must give up our Daisy."
+
+"But we must not seek them the less for that," she said, "or I shall
+feel as if we had found some lovely jewel that we were striving to
+hide from the rightful owner. I know what terrible longings must fill
+her mother's heart;" and a tear dropped from Mrs. Forster's eye on her
+baby's face, as she clasped it more tenderly than ever in her arms.
+
+"Daisy," said the General that evening, as the little girl stood by his
+knee, "did you ever hear the name of Proudfoot?"
+
+Daisy started, drew a quick, gasping breath, and suddenly threw herself
+into his arms.
+
+"That is it!" she cried, in a rapid, excited manner, "that is it! That
+is my name, that is what they called papa and mamma. I never heard it
+since; but I know it now. I am Daisy Proudfoot, I am, I am!"
+
+It was some time before the child's excitement could be calmed; but
+there was no farther knowledge to be gained from her. Proudfoot was her
+name, of that she was quite sure; and the recollection of it at this
+late hour seemed to fill her with a kind of tremulous happiness; but
+still she could not tell where she belonged.
+
+Betty too, when she was asked if Proudfoot was the name of Daisy's
+mother, answered,--
+
+"Sure, an' it was, ma'am. Didn't I say so all along, only she was
+always gainsayin' it?"[A]
+
+The matter was settled; and General Forster, loath as he was to part
+with Daisy, feeling that he must leave no stone unturned to trace her
+friends, again put advertisements in the papers, saying, that if any
+family of the name of Proudfoot had had a child supposed to be lost at
+sea, they might hear of her at such and such a place.
+
+Daisy was not told of this; she was contented and happy in her new home
+and among her new friends, and it was not thought best to disturb her
+mind with fresh hopes of finding those who might never come to claim
+her.
+
+But although she was still called Daisy Forster by all in Glenwood, it
+was a satisfaction to herself and to the kind friends who had taken her
+up and cared for her, to know the name which rightly belonged to her.
+
+However, days and weeks and months went by, and still no one came to
+seek the Daisy blossom which had been transplanted to such pleasant
+soil. And there it grew and flourished, and did its Master's work;
+proving how much even such a simple floweret can do by its own modest
+example and teaching to win others to honor Him.
+
+It was surprising to see how much her schoolmates thought of her
+opinion; how they profited by the simple lesson she had taught them,
+and tried to break themselves of the foolish and sinful habit into
+which nearly all of them had fallen, of using sacred names and things
+in such a heedless, unthinking manner.
+
+It was not only the very little girls, but the older ones also, and
+even Miss Collins herself, who learned from our Daisy to set a watch
+upon their lips, and to remember whose ear was ever present, hearing
+each thoughtless word which dishonored Him or that which especially
+belonged to Him.
+
+Perhaps they gave more heed to Daisy's words than they would have
+done to those of any other one of their number. There was such a
+half-mystery about her, and their thoughts were so tender towards her,
+that they checked their heedless speech for her sake at first; then, as
+they learned to think more about it, for a better and higher reason,
+till at last the bad habit was broken up; and if, by chance, such a
+word as "mercy," "heavens," "good Lord," or the like, came from the
+lips of any child, the surprised and reproving looks of her companions
+told her of her fault, and punished her sufficiently.
+
+And the good influence spread far and wide. Since the little ones were
+so careful, their parents and older friends felt that they, too, must
+take heed lest they offended in this way; and so it came to pass that
+among the families of Glenwood God's name and word came to be held in
+such true reverence and honor as had never been before.
+
+And so nearly a year passed by, and brought the Daisy and her
+sister-flowerets to another spring.
+
+FOOTNOTE:
+
+[A] If this is considered far-fetched, the writer can only say that
+Betty's rendering of the name of Proudfoot was actually given by a
+domestic in her own family, and occasioned considerable bewilderment,
+till the quick wit of one of its members solved the riddle.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+THE LOST FOUND.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+
+
+
+IX.
+
+THE LOST FOUND.
+
+
+"IS that you, Daisy?"
+
+"Yes, sir. Is that you, Uncle Frank?" answered Daisy, playfully.
+
+"Well, I thought it was this morning when I went to town; but I am
+doubtful of it now."
+
+"Why?" asked Daisy, laughing, as she reached up on tiptoe to offer the
+kiss with which she always welcomed her uncle on his return from the
+city.
+
+"Baby Daisy is not doubtful, at least," said Mrs. Forster, coming
+forward, and putting her little daughter, all crows and smiles, in her
+father's arms. "Let her pull your hair a little to convince you of the
+fact."
+
+"It will be difficult," said the General. "There was a man in the cars
+so like me, face, height, and figure, that some of my friends were
+taking him for me; others accusing me of having a brother whom I have
+never owned. He sat two or three seats in front of me, and I could not
+help being amused. Ward came in, nodded familiarly to my double, with,
+"How are you, General?" passed on to me, stopped, and looked from one
+to the other with a mixture of surprise and curiosity that was droll;
+then asked for information which I could not give him. It was the same
+with many others. I hope the stranger will keep himself out of mischief
+while he is in Glenwood, or I may be held responsible for his wrong
+doings."
+
+"Did he come to Glenwood?" asked Daisy.
+
+"Yes: I left him standing on the platform at the station, and I hardly
+knew whether my own carriage belonged to him or to me. However, he made
+no claim as I stepped into it."
+
+"Who was he?" asked Mrs. Forster. "Did not you find out?"
+
+"No. No one could tell me, and I could not go and ask the man who he
+was, merely for the reason that he resembled me so much. There, there,
+little woman," as the baby gave a vigorous pull at his hair. "I've
+had enough of mamma's proofs, and am satisfied that no other man than
+Frank Forster would submit to such usage at these tiny hands. I rather
+imagine this stranger came up to look at Beechgrove, which is to let,
+as I heard him asking the railway porter in which direction it lay, and
+where the agent was to be found."
+
+A fortnight went by, and nothing more was seen of the stranger who
+looked so like General Forster; nor after that evening did the General
+or his wife think of him.
+
+Not so Daisy. She thought often of him with a kind of half wish that
+she might see him; why she scarcely knew herself, but she never spoke
+of it. She was rather a shy, quiet child, keeping her ideas and wishes
+pretty much to herself, unless they were drawn out by some one whom she
+loved or trusted; and neither the General nor Mrs. Forster suspected
+what was working in her mind.
+
+Her idea, too, that the General looked so like her own papa, they
+regarded only as a childish fancy, ready to see a likeness between
+the two she most admired and loved in all the world. And they never
+imagined how the child was dreaming and wondering over this unseen
+stranger who had had such a passing interest for them.
+
+Meanwhile, it became certain that Beechgrove, as the place was called,
+was taken; for the placards advertising it to rent were taken down, and
+the house was going through a thorough cleaning.
+
+But the General and his wife, being people who never gossiped or
+concerned themselves about their neighbors' affairs, did not trouble
+themselves in the matter. And those who were curious and asked
+questions received no satisfaction from old Dr. Harding, who had charge
+of the property.
+
+All Miss Collins' young scholars, however, thought themselves very much
+concerned in the letting of Beechgrove, and with good reason. For a
+large aviary belonged to the place, containing many rare and beautiful
+birds, and the former owner, who was fond of children, often used to
+invite the young people of Glenwood to see these birds, and to amuse
+themselves in other ways about his grounds. But since Dr. Harding had
+had the care of the place, not a child had been suffered to come within
+sight or hearing of the aviary, which had a new charm for them since it
+was a forbidden pleasure.
+
+So the new occupants of Beechgrove, and the question as to whether
+they were likely to recover their old privileges there or no, had been
+a subject of great interest to our young friends, and they were very
+anxious for information on the matter.
+
+One morning when Daisy came to school, she found the rest of the
+class grouped about Mattie Prime and Rosie Pierson, who lived beyond
+Beechgrove, and had to pass it on their way to Miss Collins'.
+
+"The new people have gone to Beechgrove," said Violet Swan, when Daisy
+asked what they were talking about; "and Mattie and Rosie saw a little
+girl there this morning. We are glad there is a child there, because
+maybe having her will make the papa good to other children, and he will
+let us go in and see the birds because of her."
+
+"She's a very little thing," said Rosie. "She can't speak plain. Such a
+crooked tongue."
+
+"But she's very cunning," said Mattie. "We were going past the gate and
+she called out to us, 'Itty dirls, itty dirls;' and when we stopped she
+put her face through the rails to kiss us, and handed us some flowers
+she had. She was real sweet."
+
+"What is her name?" asked Daisy.
+
+"We asked her, but we could not make out what she said. Mamy Modwit it
+sounded like; but she did speak so crooked," said Mattie.
+
+"Do you know," said Rosie, "I think she looked like Daisy. Don't you,
+Mattie?"
+
+"Why, so she does," said Mattie. "Isn't that funny? Only Daisy's eyes
+always look sorry except when she is laughing or speaking, and that
+little girl's were so full of mischief and laughing."
+
+"How big was she?" asked Lola.
+
+"Oh, about as large as your sister Bertie. Not near old enough to come
+to school."
+
+"I s'pose there are no other children but her," said Fanny Delisle.
+"Willie saw the family come yesterday; and he said there were only the
+lady and gentleman, and the little girl and servants. If there are no
+children as old as us, maybe it won't come into their heads to let us
+see the aviary again."
+
+This short conversation put an end to the half hope, half wish, that
+had been in Daisy's heart. Even supposing the stranger who looked so
+like General Forster were the gentleman who had taken Beechgrove, he
+could be nothing to her (not until now had she said even to herself
+that she had hoped it might be so), for the family did not answer to
+her own. She had papa and mamma, little brother Theodore, and a baby
+sister, a very little baby; and only this child of three years old or
+more seemed to belong to the new-comers; and she had no sister so old.
+
+Daisy reasoned this all out for herself with a sad, disappointed little
+heart, forgetting that time had not stood still with her own family any
+more than it had with her, and that changes might have come to them as
+well as to herself.
+
+This was on Friday, and nothing more was seen or heard of the strangers
+by Daisy or her playmates, till Sunday came. But then such a strange
+and happy thing came to pass, and in such a wonderful way. "Just like a
+book thing," Lily Ward afterwards said.
+
+It was the loveliest of Sabbath days, and every thing seemed to feel it.
+
+"What day is it, Bertie?" asked Mr. Swan, as his youngest daughter
+stood on the piazza steps ready for church.
+
+"Jesus' happy Sunday," answered the little one; "and, oh, didn't He
+mate a nice one!"
+
+Other people than Bertie thought so; a nice one indeed.
+
+It was the softest, sweetest, warmest of May Sundays. A busy little
+breeze, carrying with it the perfume of the apple-blossoms over which
+it had passed, stole in at the open windows of the church, and wandered
+around among aisles, pillars, and pews, now fluttering the leaves of
+a book, now toying with a ribbon, now tossing a curl upon some sunny
+head, now fanning some cheek flushed with a walk in the almost summer
+heat. A robin, saucy birdie, swung himself lightly to and fro on the
+branch of one of the fine old elms outside the church-door, and poured
+forth his hymn of praise; while from far and near came the answering
+notes of his mates; and mingling with his song were heard the voices of
+the children in the Sunday school beyond, as they sang the closing hymn.
+
+Then they came trooping in gently, and with soft footsteps, as became
+the house of God (honoring His name and His word had taught them also
+to honor the place where He was worshipped), and took their places
+beside their parents and friends.
+
+Watching them from one of the pews which ran by the side of the pulpit,
+were a pair of roguish, dancing eyes, which Rosie Pierson and Mattie
+Prime recognized at once. They were those of the little girl who had
+peeped at them through the railing of the Beechgrove grounds. Now they
+were peeping over the top of the pew-door as she stood at its foot,
+her hands crossed upon it, her chin resting upon them. What a bright,
+merry, laughing face it was, and how like Daisy's! General and Mrs.
+Forster had noticed it from their seat, which commanded a full view of
+that of the strangers.
+
+Beside the little girl sat a gentleman, half turned from the
+congregation, his face partly shaded by his hand; but there could be no
+doubt that he was the man who was so like the General. Mrs. Forster saw
+the likeness at once, even in the turn and shape of his head. Beyond
+him was a lady in deep mourning, closely veiled.
+
+"Frank must find out who they are," said Mrs. Forster to herself. "That
+child is so like Daisy. Can it be--oh, can it be?" Then she tried to
+collect her thoughts and bring them back to the service of Him whom she
+had come to worship.
+
+Daisy came in a little behind the rest of the infant class (she had
+lingered for a word with her teacher), and took her seat. Almost
+immediately her eye fell on the new-comers to Glenwood. Mrs. Forster
+saw her start, flush all over, neck and face, and press her small hands
+tightly together, as if trying to keep back some exclamation which rose
+to her lips.
+
+With a beating heart the child watched the strangers, striving in vain
+to get a better view of the face of the gentleman, gazing from him to
+the veiled lady, and then at the little girl.
+
+The bell ceased tolling, the congregation were gathered, the hour of
+service had come, and the clergyman rose in the pulpit.
+
+But at that moment the lady drew aside her veil; and ere Dr. Parker had
+opened his lips, a little voice rang through the still church.
+
+"Mamma! Oh, my own mamma!"
+
+How much was in those few words! What a tale they told! What a world of
+longing, of love, of joy, they held!
+
+The stranger lady--ah! no stranger was she to our Daisy--started to her
+feet, stretched out her hands, then with a little cry sank fainting
+into the arms of the gentleman who had also suddenly arisen.
+
+She was carried out; General and Mrs. Forster following with the
+excited, trembling Daisy; and so the father and mother found the
+long-lost child.
+
+Who could describe it? Who could find words for the joy, the wonder,
+the gratitude of those concerned; who tell the sympathy which filled
+the hearts of all in that congregation, which dimmed their eyes with
+tears, and filled their hearts with adoration, as, before another word
+of the morning service was begun, the beloved minister called on all
+to render thanks for the great and signal mercy just shown to those
+long-parted parents and their little one!
+
+And now there is little more to tell. Only how Daisy's mamma, and
+the little sister whom she remembered only as a tiny baby, had been
+rescued from the sinking ship with some of the other passengers; how,
+having been unable to trace their lost treasure, and believing that the
+boat, with all whom it contained, had gone down in the deep waters,
+the parents had gone abroad, where they had remained till a few months
+before this time, and so had never seen the advertisements which might
+have told them she was still living: all this was soon explained.
+
+And then Daisy must tell her story, and Betty must come in to help her
+out where memory failed and the past was a blank, because of that long,
+wasting illness. And how Betty laughed and cried by turns, and would
+hear of no praise or thanks for what she had done, declaring that "Miss
+Daisy had done her and Jack far more good nor she resaved, taching them
+to mind their tongues afore God Almighty."
+
+And though General and Mrs. Forster must now give up, to her rightful
+owners, the darling of whom they had grown so fond, yet they did not
+have to part with her altogether; for she was so near to them that they
+saw her every day; indeed, the two families became almost as one, and
+Daisy felt as if she had two homes.
+
+The little brother, whom Daisy remembered so well, had gone to a home
+beyond the sky, but a few weeks before her father and mother came to
+Glenwood.
+
+And so the Daisy blossom, which had been parted from its parent stem
+and cast by the wayside, where stranger hands had gathered and lovingly
+tended it, was planted once more in the soil where it belonged, after
+it had done the Master's work, and scattered the good seed which budded
+for His glory; proving well, that those who "honor" the Lord He will
+"delight to honor."
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
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+
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