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“ ry can never make them.-You also say
you should be proud of them.--Pride, “ my love, would destroy the whole merit of cc your work; and to tell your good deeds, “ muft argue a very weak mind ; nay, do “ you not recollect the immediate words of "Gour Blessed Saviour_Take heed that you “ do not your alms before men to be seen of " them :, otherwise you have no reward of “ your Father which is in Heaven." .i
This discourse brought them to the inn' at Salt Hill, where Mr. Richardson ordered dinner.
THE dinner was scarcely concluded wheil the sound of a flagelet, accompanied by an ". infantile voice singing the Children in the Wood, attracted both Charles and Mary's · attention ; and jumping up, they ran to the window to see the performers.
" What decent-looking children !” ex. claimed Charles : “ look at them, my dear “ Sir; I do not think they are much older " than Mary and I.” . ...“ They are indeed young,” replied Mr. Richardson, “and their parents, if they “ have any, very blameable to suffer them “ to lead so vagabond a life, as they are “ both of an age to be rendered serviceable “ in some way or other.”
“ Poor things," replied Mary, “ perhaps " they are orphans; I have half a crown « in my pocket, may I not send it down “s to them?”
:“ If they are friendless," replied Mr. Richardson, “half a crown will be but of “ little service to them; or if they lead “ this life from a love of idleness, it is “ wrong to encourage it; but as you both “ appear interested, suppose we send for “ them in and question them.”
The children expressed their thanks, and Mr. Richardson ringing the bell, desired the waiter to send up the itinerant musicians.,
Tlie waiter presently returned, introducing theril ; but the girl ihrank back, while the boy, holding her hand, modestly advanced, saying, in a country dialect and low voice, “ Don't be afraid, Patty, though “ they be gentry, they look main good. to natured.”
“ You play on the flagelet and fing,” said Mr. Richardson ; “ give us a specimen " of what you can perform."
The children hesitated for a moment, but Mr. Richardson repeating his request with a smile, the boy made a bow, and obeyed; first saying, "We ben't used to « cone before such gentry as your honour,
" and Patty's shame-faced, but I hope you « will excuse it?"
He then began to play on his rustic flage-let, which his sister accompanied with her voice.
is Very well,” said Mr. Richardson ; “ but pray, young inan, what age are you, " and where did you learn to play ?"
“I am thirteen,” returned the boy, bowing, “and sister's ten, an please you. '.I “ learned to play from my father, who, 66 when his work was done, used to play " a few cunes to my mother, who fate 6 spinning and singing to him, as fiter so now does to me.” “ And where do your parents live ?”
The girl turned aside, and holding a , corner of her little checked apron to her eyes, remained silent.
“ They are both dead and buried, half " à year back," replied the boy, with a “ sigh ;—" and having no friends, we are “ obliged to go from house to house to " play and sing, for a bit of bread, or a " penny, which the farmers wives, God:
“ bless them, very readily give us, and lets “ us Neep in their barns ; which I think “ main kind, and makes me very thankful “ on Patty's account, because my mother « used to be careful of me, because she was “ fickly.” “ From what part do you come?”
The boy hesitated.
“ If you are honest you need not fear “ to declare the truth, which if you do, “ we may asist you."
“ Indeed, Sir," answered the boy, “1 “ don't fear to tell the truth on my own « account, but on poor Patty's, whom I
could not bear to leave ; besides, my “ mother not a minute before she died, us as we both kissed her cheeks, that were “ even then as cold as any stone, desired “ me to remember, that as I was the oldest “ and strongest, I must do all I could '“ for me.”
“ Well, tell me," said Mr. Richardson, “ what your father was, where he “ lived, and how long you have gained a « livelihood in this manner? Again I bid