Is this his chair?
I thought--" "No, no, honey dear!" said Nurse Lucy soothingly.

"Sit ye down; sit ye down! You have done nothing.

I'm right glad of it," she added, with a tone of sadness in her pleasant voice.

"Seeing as 'tis all in God's wisdom, Jacob must come to see it so; and 'tis no help, but a deal of hindrance, when folks set aside chairs and the like, and see only them that's gone sitting in them." Then, seeing Hilda's look of bewilderment, she added, laying her hand gently on the girl's soft hair: "You see, dear, we had a daughter of our own this time last year.

Our only one she was, and just about your age,--the light of our eyes, our Faith.