were still theirs, as they had been their father's, they could not live on the produce of the little garden alone. Frances therefore went to the town to try if she could get any sewing or knitting to do, and some ladies who knew what an honest, worthy man, her father had been, gave her as much work as she could do in a fortnight: this Frances did so well and so clean, that the same ladies were glad to give her more; and besides they told many of their friends that she worked to keep her brother, and was so careful to do nicely every thing that was given to her, that by this means she became well known, and had soon work enough to employ all her time, so that she thought it would be a good plan to take old Janet to live with her. The old woman was much pleased to do so, for she loved Frances, who always spoke gently and kindly to her, as we all ought to do to old people, whether they are higher or lower in station than ourselves.

The little household lived in peace and comfort for three years, and now Frances was fifteen, tall and robust. It was the middle of a very severe winter, the hills were covered with snow, and it was said, that wolves driven from their wild haunts by hunger, had been seen prowling in the lowlands, even close to the small towns that lay scattered upon them. One morning early, Frances was taking some bread out of the oven, and Mark was watching his sister, when, Janet having opened the door to go out for something she wanted, a wolf followed by five whelps rushed into the kitchen, Janet ran screaming for help towards the high-road, Frances seized a thick knotted stick, which was beside her, and tried to beat off the wolves, but seeing they had found out little Mark, before whom she had been standing that she might hide him

from them, she took him up in her arms and placed him on a high shelf that was near her, and as she turned to lift him, the old wolf fixed its sharp fangs in her shoulder, and in a few minutes more, Frances would have been devoured, for she could no longer defend herself, but some young men who were on their way to hunt a bear in the forest heard the yellings of the wolves, and hastened to the spot: they found Frances, the blood streaming from the wounds in her shoulder, but still struggling faintly against the fierce beasts. The two young men soon killed the old wolf and two of her whelps with their hunting spears, the other three escaped out of the door, and were seen no more.

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Frances was raised from the ground by the two young men, who were called Bertram and Henry, they also took poor little Mark off the shelf where his kind sister had placed him in safety. Frances was sadly wounded and very weak. trand and Henry said it was quite unfit for her to remain in that cottage, so they would carry her to the house of Bertrand's mother, which was not very far off. She felt very grateful to them both, and said she should be very glad to go, but begged they would go and seek Janet, and asked if she might go also, as the poor old woman could not be left alone. Bertrand said his mother was so good and kind that he was sure she would wish Janet to go too, so he and Henry went out to look for her, shutting the door after them, and telling Mark to shout very loud and scream too if he heard a wolf. In a short time they returned; they had found poor Janet at a little distance from the cottage, but quite dead, and partly eaten by the wolves. Frances and Mark cried sadly when they heard what had become of their old friend. Bertrand would not

allow them to see her, he and Henry said they had placed the poor old woman's body where it would be safe should the wolves come again, and that as soon as they had carried Frances to Bertrand's home, they would come back, and bring some neighbours with them, to take up the remains of poor Janet, and have them buried in the Churchyard. Frances felt it was better to do thus, so she made herself ready as quickly as she could, and set out with the young men; she was able to walk, though feebly, and Mark trotted on before her, every now and then looking back at his sister or stopping till she came up to him.

Madame Lance (that was the name of Bertrand's mother) said her son was quite right to bring the poor orphans to her, and that she would take care of them till the winter was past, for she knew what a good daughter and sister Frances had been. Madame Lance had no daughter of her own, and she found it so pleasant to have a kind gentle girl always with her, ready to help her in her work, and to cheer her when weary, that in a few weeks she asked Frances to stay and live with her always, and said she should be glad too to keep Mark for his sister's sake, for though she loved her only son Bertrand very much, and he was very good and kind to her, he was so much out in his farm, or hunting, that she was often alone nearly the whole day. Frances was very thankful to stay with her, and Mark was very happy too, when he heard they were to live with kind Madame Lance, and Bertrand, and the cows, and sheep, and hens, and ducks; indeed he could not yet pass his father's pretty cottage without a shudder, as it always brought those fearful wolves to his mind.

When Frances had lived with Madame Lance about two

years, she married Bertrand, who thought her the best and bravest girl he had ever seen; he was always so kind to her that she thought no one had so good a husband as she had, and her only wish was that her father had lived to see how happy she and Mark were. Madame Lance was happy too in thinking she should now always keep her dear Frances with her.

After Mark was grown up into a tall, strong man, he went to live in his father's cottage at the edge of the wood; for though the frightful scene of the wolves rushing in, and the thoughts of poor old Janet would still come to his mind, he was not now afraid to live there; and his sister, to whom he owed so much, said it would be a great pleasure to her to see her brother living in her dear father's house, and working in her dear father's garden,

LITURGICAL LESSONS.-No. V.

THE EXHORTATION.

THIS is a continuation of the preparatory portion of the service with which the daily office of Prayer commences; an enforcing of the duties inculcated by the Sentences immediately preceding. It has been divided into three parts;an address-instruction-and an earnest supplication.

I. Explain the mode of address, "Dearly beloved brethren.” All Christians being members of God's family and household, children of the same Heavenly Father, and united in one body under Jesus Christ, are "brethren."

II. This part instructs us in the duties of public worship, refering at length to the

1. Confession,-"the Scripture moveth us," &c.; the manner of performing this act,-" with an humble," &c.; the necessity for it," that we may obtain," &c.; the time,-" at all times," &c.

2. Thanksgiving," To render thanks for the great benefits we have received at His hands."

3. Praise," To set forth His most worthy praise.”

4. Instruction,-" To hear His most Holy Word.”

5. Prayer,-" To ask those things that be necessary," &c. Therefore, the five purposes for which we assemble together are, confession, thanksgiving, praise, instruction, and prayer.

III. The entreaty of the priest for the fulfilment (by the congregation) of these plainly ordained duties as taught in Holy Scripture.

In recapitulating this lesson, draw from the children their duty of quiet and reverent attention to this address, and of obedience to the closing," saying after me."

W. J. L.

CONVERSATIONS ON SAINTS' DAYS.

ALL SAINTS' DAY.

A COLD foggy autumnal morning ushered in All Saints' Day. The first of November seemed even more chilly and gloomy than usual to the children, as, treading beneath their feet the fallen leaves, they hastened shivering to School along the damp muddy roads and lanes. They joyfully welcomed the