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least notice of her sister. She knew she had done wrong, and felt uneasy, but was yet too proud to give up, and was deter mined to hold out ' excusing herself by lhinking--' We'll, Helen is always saying sho is sick, and making great fuss. lis just good enough for her. When she had reached the halF-way stone, she had half mind not to let her rest there, as usual ]; but the habit was too strOMg to be easily broken. and she sat down Sullenly to whit for Helen i0 come up. .5 2 a.l .t.

 This was a spot which few could have passed unnuticed. The broad flat stone was shaded by aibeautifuLweepimg willow, whose branches hung SD lows that even li;-. tie Maria could reach them lps standing on 'iptoe; and around the trunk of this tree ran a little brock, which came up just to this rustic seat, and then turned of. into the next meadow. It would seem as t the beauty of this place must have charni- ed away lhs evil spisiiwlieia gasssagingin Clafa's breast; but no the cool shade brought no reffeshment to these evil pas- sions. and tiie little ripples which sparkled in the sud-beaim did not, for one moment, divert her attention from her own cross feelings. AsI said before, she sat sullen- ly. till Helen came up, and then began to scald her for being SO slow. Y. Why don't ycu come along faster, Hel- en you will be late to school, and don't care if you are: you deserve good scol- ding for acting so.' Why, Clara, I am very tired, my head does ache, and this basket is very heavy ! do think you ought to carry il the rest of the way

 Do give it to me. them said Clara ;- and snatched it from her with such violence led out and fell into the water, the ginger- bread followed, and the pie rolled into the dirt. It has been truly said, Anger is a short madness;' for how little reason have those who indulge in itl Helen was not to blame for the accident, but Clara did not stop to think of ,his., Vexed at having thus lost her dinner, she turned and gave her little sister pnsh, and then walked on asrapidIy as possible. O could she have foreseen the consequences of this rash act --could she have known the bitter anguish which itwnuld afterwards cause her. worlds would not have tempted her to do it.; bat Clara sc0s angry. Helen was seated just on the edge of the stone. and she fell into the water. It was not deep. She had waded there many day with Der shoes and stoekings of. and she aasilX gnf ont again. but it frightened her very much and took away all her strength. Sue could not even call to her sister, or cry. A strange feeling cane over her. such as she had never had before. She laid her head on the stone, closed her eyes, and thought she was going to dis,. and she wished her mother was there. Then she seemed to sleep for 2 few moments; bat by and by she felt bet ter, and, getting up, she took her empty basket and walked on, as fast as she was a. ble, towards school.

 It was nearly half done when she arriy- ed there, and as she entered the room. all noticed her pale face aud wet dress. She took her seat, and placing her book before her, leaned her aching head upon her hand, and attempted to study. but in vain. She could not fix her attention at all. The strange feeling began to come over her once more! the letters all mingled togeth- er-the room grew dark, the shrin voice of 1 the little child screaming its 4 B Q in front 1 of her desk, grew fainter and fainter her head sunk upon her book, and she fell to 1 the floor:

 Painting was so unusual in this school, that all was instantly confusion. and It was some minutes before the teacher could re- store order. Helen was brought to the air, tvo of her companions were despatched for water. and none were allowed to remain near excepting Clara. who siood by, trem- bling from head to foot, and almost as white as the inseDsible object before her. Ol what moment of anguish vas this- deep, bitter anguish. Her anger melted away at once. and she would almost have sacrificed her own fife. tb. have recalled the events of the morning: That was impossible. The future, however, was still before bers and she determined never again to ipdhlge her temper, or be unkiDd to any one. If Hel- en only recovered, ihe future should be spen. in atoning for her past Gnkind- sIsss. 1t seemed for a short time indeed, as if she would be called upon to fulfil these promises. Helen gradually grew bet- ter, and in about an hour was apparently nsmsll as usual. 1t was judged best, how ever, icr her to return home. and farmer. who happened to pass in new gig. very kindly offered te take her.

 Clara could not play wisls the girls as u- snal; she could not study. Her heart was aM4 M g4s g xa A .i.a~