I know I have no _right_, because I am so young--papa has told me that several times--but I think he will like to do what I wish with a part of it; don't you think so, too, Aunt Adelaide ?" Adelaide nodded assent; she dared not trust herself to speak, for she began to comprehend that it was neither more nor less than the last will and testament of her little niece, which she was requesting her to write.
"Well, then, Aunt Adelaide," said the feeble little voice, "please write down that I want my dear papa to support one missionary to the heathen out of my money.

Now say that I know he will take care of my poor old mammy as long as she lives, and I hope that, for his little Elsie's sake, he will be very, _very_ kind to her, and give her everything she wants.
And I want him to do something for Mrs.Murray, too.

Mamma loved her, and so do I; for she was very kind to me always, and taught me about Jesus; and so I want papa to give her a certain sum every year; enough to keep her quite comfortable, for she is getting old, and I am afraid she is very poor." "I have written all that, Elsie; is there anything more ?" asked Adelaide, scarcely able to command her voice.
"Yes, if you please," replied the little girl; and she went on to name every member of the family, from her grandfather down--servants included--setting apart some little gift for each; most of them things already in her possession, though some few were to be bought, if her papa was willing.

Even Miss Day was not forgotten, and to her Elsie bequeathed a valuable ring.

To her Aunt Adelaide she gave her papa's miniature, a lock of her own hair, and a small Testament.
"Are you really willing to part with your papa's picture, Elsie, dear ?" asked Adelaide.