Rachel Gray

ing, worthy of the Gods, and Christianity knows nothing more beautiful, more holy, th

ot less cheerful, and in one sense she was certainly not less happy. Affliction patiently borne for the love of the hand that inflicts it, loses half its sting. The cup is always bitter-and doubly bitter shall it seem to us, i

al. "It is the will of God," she repeated to herself-"It is the will of God;" and thos

even her mother could not wholly divine them-went on its ways. Mrs. Gray grumbled, Jane was grim,

e will of God their daily law, are guided, even in apparently worldly matters,-not indeed, so as never to commit mistakes, which were being beyond humanity, but so, at least, as to err as little as possible concerning their true

f distracting doubt, he came to the conclusion that it was, and must be the will of Heaven that he should have

r should forestall him, after which he became calm. "Did not much care about Miss Gray's opinion-did not see why he should care about a

of what was, and of what might have been. Mrs. Gray was reading the newspaper, when the entrance of Richard

suppose you know they are raising the taxes-and

e subject of taxes and rates, Mrs. Gray was, we are sorry to s

es, chuckling. "Eh! but that won't do for me, Mrs. Gray. I'm

uzzled. Mr. Jones saw that Rachel had not spoken to her. He co

into busines

ropped on her lap as she stared with open mouth an

ssing Mrs. Gray; "I had

you

nd for a man to go into business without capital,

rs. Gray, to whom the latter propo

othink! Well, but that's not the question-I've got capital now, you see, and so I am going to set up a grocery bus

was grave and courteous, like any foreign potentate congratulating his

favour of Miss Gray. I should be so much obliged to 'her, if she could spare

. Gray for her meek daughter. "G

ost agreeably excited, rose with great alacrity t

hel who le

, dear," she whispered; "there's not mor

h, was a saucy toss of the head. The

father?" she promptly asked,

ounds, m

id Mary, as if she had rol

actly in the same spirit; for if there is a t

ed to approve almost without restriction, all he had done. She accompanied him over the house and shop-thought "the whole concern rather dirty," but kindly a

from me, or walk a mile. Now it stands to reason that, rather than walk a mile, with babies crying

urse i

al in business ranges from ten to a hundred per cent according to luck; now I am l

" replied that in

I shall double my capital; and when it's doubled, I shall double it again-and so I'l

up from the counter, and with the golden vision of endle