Mary. Well, Sarah, I think there is something in what you say, and I will henceforth try to be and do as you advise; and I hope I shall never complain if others do not love me, for I feel satisfied that, if I am disliked, it must be on account of some fault of my own. If I am truly good, I think I shall be truly happy.

Sarah I think you are right there; and if you will only act accordingly, you will be one of the happiest and most beloved scholars in school. Mary. I will certainly try to do right, and I thank you for your kind and good advice.

ABOUT ORDER.

Ellen. I wish you would lend me your thimble, Eliza, for I cannot find mine, and I never can when I want it.

Eliza. And why, Ellen, can you not find it? Ellen. I am sure I cannot tell; but you need not lend me yours unless you choose, for I can borrow of somebody else.

Eliza. I am perfectly willing to lend it to you, Ellen; but I should like to know why you

always come to me to borrow, when you have lost anything?

Ellen. Because you never lose your things, and always know just where to find them.

Eliza. And how do you think that I always know where to find my things?

Ellen. How can I tell? If I knew, I might sometimes contrive to find my own.

Eliza. I will tell you the secret, if you will hear it. It is this-I have a "place for everything, and keep everything in its place;" and then I know just where to find anything I may

wish to use.

Ellen. Well, I never can find time to put my things away; and, besides, who wants, as soon as she has used a thing, to have to run and put it away, as though one's life depended upon it?

Eliza. Your life does not depend upon it, Ellen, but your convenience does; and let me ask, how much more time it will take to put a thing in its proper place, than to hunt after it when it is lost, or to borrow of your friends?

Ellen. Well, Eliza, I will never borrow of you again, that is certain.

Eliza. Why, I hope you are not offended. Ellen. Certainly not; but I am ashamed, and

am determined, henceforth, to adopt your rule, and "have a place for everything, and to keep everything in its place.”

HOW TO BE HAPPY.

Ann. Lucy, where did you go yesterday af

ternoon?

Lucy. I went to visit my Aunt Walden, and did not return until this morning.

Ann. Why, you made quite a visit. I think you must have had a good time.

Lucy. O, yes; I always have a good time. when I go there, and I love to stay as long as I

can.

Ann. And why do you enjoy yourself so much there, Lucy?

Lucy. O, it is a very pleasant place.

Ann. I suppose they have a nice garden, with fine fruit and flowers, and many other interesting things.

Lucy. Indeed they have; but that is not what I care so much about.

Ann. What is it, then, that makes you so happy there?

Lucy. Why, they are so kind, and pleasant, and cheerful, that one cannot help feeling happy with them. I am sure you would love them, if you only knew them.

Ann. I almost feel that I love them now.

Lucy. They tell a great many interesting stories and sing songs; and really I enjoy my visits there very much.

Ann. What songs do you sing?

Lucy. We sung a very pretty one this morning about the sun while it was shining there so brightly.

Ann. You don't think the sun shines brighter there than anywhere else, do you?

Lucy. It seemed so to me, although I knew it did not.

Ann. I suppose it was because the song was about the sun.

Lucy. Yes, I suppose it was. I do not mean to tell you anything that is not true; but, really, their puss Tabby and their dog Skip are the happiest animals I ever saw.

Ann. They have not taught the cat and dog to love each other, have they?

Lacy. All I can say is, that Tabby and Skip are very peaceful and loving in their way. Ann. It must be a delightful place.

Lucy. I have often wondered, after being at Aunt Walden's, why everybody else cannot live in love and peace as they do.

Ann. Well, what is the reason?

Lucy. It seems to me there is nothing to hinder, if people only feel like it.

Ann. That is easy enough, surely.

Lucy. Yes, and the wonder is, that when a thing is so easy and desirable, every one does not choose it.

THE WORLD.

Helen. Did you know, sister, that this world was round?

Sarah. Why, yes, Helen, I knew it a great while ago; and it keeps turning round all the time, too.

Helen.

Where does it turn to? I should think it would joggle sometimes so that we should feel it.