the elder sister went to her, and lying down beside her, the soft arms of the sleeper locked fast around her neck. She lay only till she was again sound asleep, and then stole noiselessly away.

Again she went to her task, but her thoughts as she worked were far away. She thought of the time when she was like the sleeper beside her, and a fond mother watched over her slumbers, she thought of the days of her own childhood, when although not rich, she was happy, for a fond mother guarded her every step; and then she stood by the bedside of that mother, heard again her dying words, in which she commended her little sister to her care; she followed her to her grave, and then as the tears fell fast upon her work, the poor girl bowed her head upon her hands and wept. The orphans were alone who would care for them? who would love them? Kind neighbors pitied, and gave what assistance they were able. If any one had sewing to be done, it was sent to Emily, and the keeper of the clothing store in the town, found her in work a part of the time; but after all it was but a small pittance. Had there been none but herself, she could have borne it, for her wants were few; but Lizzie was a frail, delicate creature; her cheeks grew thin upon their frugal fare, and she pined for free air and exercise; for Emily had no time to spare from her work to seek these need

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