truly thankful to see that you were saved from." "When grief or joy shall press upon thee hard, Be then especially upon thy guard; Then is most danger of not acting right,- Just as Miss Robson had predicted, the matter turned out. The dinner cloth was no sooner removed, than Harriet was summoned out of the room, as Mary Hayes wished very much to speak with her. Her passion had subsided, and she was now as placable and mild, as she had, a short time before, been injurious and angry. But, it was too late to ask that Mr. and Mrs. Allen might not be informed of her misconduct. Harriet, had left nothing untold upon that point. Following the hasty and impetuous impulse which urged her, as Miss Robson had said, to rush upon the disclosure of her feelings as soon as she saw her mother, she had as she now perceived, done the poor woman a great injury; for Mrs. Allen was so much displeased with what had been related to her, that she repeated it to Mr. Allen at dinner, and he on his part was equally dis* Dr. John Byrom. satisfied, so that poor Mary had sufficient cause to fear that her ill behaviour would produce her some serious consequences. Harriet, sincerely sorry for what she had done to aggravate the affair, readily forgave the affront that had been offered to herself, and promised to speak to Miss Robson to try and compose matters. I dare say, my young readers, you will be able, without many words of description from me, to conceive some idea of the painful humiliation of Harriet's mind, as she went to Miss Robson, and related Mary's penitence, and spoke of her own regret for the rashness whereby she had rendered that penitence, perhaps, unavailing. Indeed, she was truly broken-hearted and contrite for what she had done, and promised, with an earnest desire that she might be enabled to keep her word, that she would follow the counsel of her much-respected friend and governess, now very weightily enforced upon her; and whenever she was rushing upon a hasty disclosure of her feelings, that she would try to be still, and let a little time elapse, before she either spoke or acted. "You must learn how to bear to be un comfortable a little while, Harriet," said Miss Robson. "It is this hurrying out after something to please, or something to comfort, that does the mischief. When you are affronted, bear it; at all events, bear it for a time; don't be in a hurry to revenge yourself. If you have been really ill used, depend upon it, you will be righted at the right time, and in the right way; but to be in haste about righting yourself, clearly shows that you are in the wrong there. patience, possess ye your souls.'" In your I may just add, in concluding this chapter, what you will be glad to hear, that Miss Robson's calm and judicious representations of the case, and Harriet's regret for her own haste and passion, had their due effect upon Mr. and Mrs. Allen; and that poor Mary Hayes was forgiven her impetuosity, and restored to favour. CHAPTER XI. A FAREWELL. ANOTHER year rolled over the heads of the family at the Rectory, and brought with it only an increase of languor and debility to our poor little friend Gertrude. It had long been evident, that she was gradually sinking under the disease with which she was afflicted, and, from the statements I have already made, you will have been prepared for intelligence respecting her which, perhaps, you may, at first, think somewhat melancholy; but I hope when you have read the following letter from Mr. Allen, wherein he gives an account of her peaceful departure from this vale of tears, you will rather rejoice than regret to take leave of her. It is addressed to the lady under whose care Gertrude was placed on leaving India, and who delivered her over to the charge of Mr. Allen. This lady had been to see her several times during her long illness; and on quitting her, at her last visit, had requested to hear from Mr. Allen respecting her. Several letters had been addressed to her, in compliance with this request; and at last came the following, with which I shall close this little narrative. MY DEAR MRS. THE black seal on this letter will have prepared you for its contents. Our little suffering Gertrude is now a rejoicer with the saints in light, and if it were not that you will be desirous of a few particulars, I should be glad to avoid recurring to any other remembrances concerning this dear child, than those connected with her present state. You will, therefore, excuse my being somewhat brief. On Saturday last, she was extremely languid and drowsy, and having for several days, observed appearances of her dissolution |