And if you go on trusting and hoping, little Jessamine, trying to hold the faith that never faileth, all will come right.

I know it will, I am sure." Jessie lifted a very eager face to her old friend.

"Do you really think so ?" she asked anxiously.
"I am sure of it, dear; quite sure." Silence fell on them both for a few moments, then Jessie looked up with a face alight with eagerness.

"Miss Patch, couldn't I have a little Sunday-school for Charlie, just like granp had for me?
I couldn't teach him, but I could read to him, and learn hymns with him, couldn't I?
Don't you think it would be nice ?" "I think it is a beautiful idea," agreed Miss Patch warmly.
Then, after a moment, she added, "How would you like it if I had the school, and you both came to me?
I could go down to Charlie's room, as a rule, but I do believe that sometimes you might both come up to me.

If he were carried up very carefully and laid on my bed I feel sure it would not hurt him, and I think the change of surroundings might even do him good.