them we shall thank God for all His blessings, and try in every way to make ourselves more worthy of them. And I think, besides, that when we see them here before us day after day, we shall never be led into temptation, into which snare we have sometimes fallen, I fear-I mean the temptation to look with silly pride on the poor. For sometimes we think ourselves above them, when in reality they may be far better than we, though their garments be poor, and their homes very humble, Judy, you will not forget?"

"But was there really no other nurse for the sick man, and no other mamma for the little baby

boy,' but this poor Kate? Are you sure, Aunt Rose?"

"As sure as can be. She has her hands full, that's true; but don't call Kate 'poor.' Her heart is a great treasure, I tell you. As long as she has that, she is rich. Don't look so surprised; it is not gold, it is not silver, that makes a person rich or happy-it is a good, brave, loving, and pure heart."

"I believe it, because you say so, aunty; but it's very strange."

"Some day," said Rose, "you'll believe it, because you will see with your own eyes that it is true. You won't say then 'It's very strange.' You will thank God that He has ordered it to be so with His children."