Can she say, 'Thank the Lord ?'" Daisy first smiled at her; then the little pale face grew grave, the eyelids fell, and the black woman saw tears gathering beneath them.

She stood looking somewhat anxiously down at the child; till after a few minutes the eyelids were raised again and the eyes gave her a most meek and loving response, while Daisy said faintly, "Yes, Juanita." "Bless the Lord!" said Juanita with all her heart.

"Then my love can bear it, the hot day and the pain and all.

When his little child trust him, Jesus not stay far off.

And when he giveth quietness, then who can make trouble ?" "But I have a particular reason, Juanita.