He stooped over Daisy and read, "_In everything give thanks_." "Do you see it, papa ?" "Yes." "Then here is another place--I know where to find it--" She turned over more leaves, stopped again, and Mr.Randolph stooped and read,-- "Giving thanks always for all things unto God and the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ." Mr.Randolph read, and went and threw himself on his sofa again.

Daisy came beside him.

A wistful earnestness in the one face; a careless sort of embarrassment on the other.
"You are led astray, little Daisy, by a common mistake of ignorant readers.

You fancy that these words are to be taken literally--whereas they mean simply that we should cultivate a thankful spirit.

That, of course, I agree to." "But, papa," said Daisy, "is a thankful spirit the same thing quite as giving thanks ?" "It is a much better thing, Daisy, in my opinion." "But, papa, would not a thankful spirit like to _give_ thanks ?" "I have no objection, Daisy." The tears came into Daisy's eyes.