Page 144 - The Little sister of Wilifred

and she did not mean eyer again to

have it truthfully applied to herself.
In the evening, when the dish-towels

were given,her to hem, Wilifred tried to
work In the same meek and patient,

spirit in which she thought Peggy's
tasks were performed. The result was

best known to herself; but when bed­
time came and she folded her work and

put it away, it was with a feeling of

thankfulness that the day had really
come to an end*

The little girl, with a lump in her
throat, groped her way up the strange

stairs that 3ed to the attic. She did not
remember having ever in her Hie gone

to bed without a good night kiss, and

she thought she would not be able to
sleep for the want of it. Peggy’s room

was easily found, for the door stood
open, showing the cot under the sky­