You'd feel you ought to be polite-like, as if they was sort of visitors." "My children always took after my side of the house, I'm thankful to say," said Mrs.Bateson; "so I hadn't much trouble with them." "I wish I could say as much; I do, indeed.

But the Lord saw fit to try me by making my son Peter the very moral of his father; as like as two peas they are.

And when you find one poor woman with such a double portion, you are tempted to doubt the workings of Providence." Mrs.Bateson looked sympathetic.

"That's bad for you, Mrs.Hankey!" "It is so; but I take up my cross and don't complain.

You know what a feeble creature Hankey is--never doing the right thing; and, when he does, doing it at the wrong time; well, Peter is just such another.