"I never was there to see them." "Elsie's never dere." "No, people don't go there till they die." "Elsie's never dere 'cept when Elsie's gettin' made.

Wasn't Elsie dere den?
didn't Dod make Elsie up in heaven ?" "No, darling, you were never there, but if you love Jesus he will take you there some day." "Mamma, how nicely you answer or parry her questions," said Violet.

"As her father says, she can ask some that a very wise man could not answer." "Yes, she has an inquiring mind, and I would not discourage her desire to learn by asking questions," Grandma Elsie said, adding with a smile, "I can remember that her mother used to ask me some very puzzling ones twenty years ago." "And I never received a rebuff, but was always answered to the best of your ability, dear mamma.

I think of that now when tempted to impatience with my little girl's sometimes wearisome questioning, and resolve to try to be as good a mother to her as you were to me; and still are," she added with a loving smile.

"And now that she has gone back to her play and baby Ned is sleeping, I want a quiet chat with you." "Then let us go to your boudoir and have it," her mother answered, rising and moving toward the door.
"Mamma, I have not heretofore been timid about burglars," Violet said, when they were seated in the boudoir, each busied with a bit of needlework, "but I fear that I shall be in future; for only think, mamma, how near they were to my husband and myself while we lay sleeping soundly in our own room! How easily they might have murdered us both before we were even aware of their presence in the house." "Could they?
had you then no wakeful guardian at hand ?" "O mamma, yes! 'Lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world,' and 'He that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep'; and yet--haven't even Christians sometimes been murdered by burglars ?" "I can not assert that they have not," replied her mother.